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#Genies NEVER fulfill your wishes properly
twistedwishes · 3 years
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Hello! I see you are a new blog, so welcome! Can i request dorm leaders with a good fighter s/o (like those badass female like black widow.) Thank you!
I apologise for taking so long to grant your wish, Darling.
I've been really busy and haven't had the time to properly sit down and get into fulfilling wishes.
But, I finally got it done.
Also, I'm not certain whether or not you wanted a female s/o or not, so my apologies if I got that wrong.
Now, after this is posted, I’m finally going to bed, but after I wake up, I will post the other two headcanons I have in store.
|Enjoy, Love|
~ Genie ~
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The Dorm Leaders w/ a fem!s/o who is good at fighting
Riddle Rosehearts
»       Riddle would certainly be intrigued when he finds out his s/o is good at fighting
»       He would, for the most part, appreciate the fact that she can defend herself if the need arises, so he doesn't have to worry about that
»       Of course, he would sit her down and ask some questions, such as 'Did you teach yourself how to fight?' and 'Did you have a reason to have those skills?'
»       That, however, doesn't mean that he will encourage fighting in any way, unless apsolutley necessary, eg. Self defence
»       Overall, Riddle will acknowledge his s/o's fighting skills, but he wouldn't pay that much attention to them, considering he trusts that she won't be running around and getting into squabbles
Leona Kingscholar
»       He would probably find out when his s/o was surrounded by a few rowdy students, taunting her for being someone who can't do magic, before she stood up and showed them exactly what she's made of
»       Leona would be impressed, he truly didn't think that the magicless herbivore could pull off such moves
»       He would make a comment or two about it, but that's just about it, since in his homeland it is extremely common for women to be strong and independent
»       All in all, Leona wouldn't make a big fuss about it, even though somewhere deep inside his head, he has to admit he is a bit proud his s/o can hold her ground
»       That being said, whenever she shows her skills and potential, he would be watching from the sidelines with a smirk on his face
Azul Ashengrotto
»       Azul would be in a bit of a shock when he first sees his s/o flipping a student twice her size over her shoulder like it's nothing
»       He would have quite a few questions for her, ranging from when she started learning about fighting skills to the biggest opponent she ever took down
»       Surprisingly, he wouldn't find any business opportunities in their conversation, simply respecting his s/o's decision to get into fighting
»       Though he would get curious as to how well she would do in a fight against, eg. Jack or Floyd, considering how they are both significantly larger and possibly stronger than her
»       All in all, there is nothing but respect from Azul's side, just please don't do any crazy moves around Mostro Lounge, it wouldn't be good for the business
Kalim Al-Asim
»       Oh, Kalim would be amazed at his s/o, not even once did he think that she could possess such a set of skills
»       Excited like never before, he would plead with her to show him more, saying how he has never seen someone do the things she does
»       And of course, Kalim will request that she teaches him something too, not because he thinks it is easy or fun, but because he feels like it would be nice to do something his s/o obviously enjoys
»       He is very open minded so it will be no problem for him to get used to the fact that she can basically wipe out a whole group of students in a matter of minutes
Kalim will be very supportive of what his s/o chooses to fill her free time with, whether it being enhacing her fighting skills or plainly going for a run, supportive through and through
Vil Schoenheit
»       Vil would be intrested in the circumstances surrounding his s/o's fighting skills
»       He would undeniably urge her to tell him more, about her fighting style and how she got to the point she is at right now
»       As she told him everything about her abilites, he would make a light joke about her watching out so she doesn't get too muscluar (like some of the Savanaclaw students)
»       He might be curious as to how she keeps up with her training schedule, knowing that it surely can't be easy finding a good balance between hours spent resting, practising and the meals she eats
»       All around, Vil will recognise that his s/o isn't a delicate flower and that she can and will stand up for herself with no problems
Idia Shroud
»       Of course, Idia's mind would immediately switch to video games and anime, all the characters that are good at combat will fill his mind
»       Which means that his s/o has to, unfortunately, stop his train of thought and remind him that she is, in fact, a real person, not a computer generated character
»       While he would pout at the fact that she is apsolutely right, Idia would go on to ask her many questions about her skills
»       After that's over and done with, he would mention it every once in a while, quizzing if she has learned any new moves recently
»       To top it all off, Idia would request that his s/o shows him her abilities, watching in amazement at her reflexes
Malleus Draconia
»       Malleus' usual emotionless face wouldn't give away much, but in his eyes there would be a slight glint of pride at the fact that his small child of man isn't entirely powerless after all
»       He would've likely came across his s/o practising late one evening, observing how she repeated her motions like a mantra
»       When she asked him for his thoughts, Malleus would only reply with a short 'I am impressed at your skills.', but it is a bit deeper than that
»       Malleus will develop a habit of watching his s/o train, just sitting to the side, eyeing her every shift and analyzing the way she makes each individual move flow into one another flawessly
»       That would surely become one of his dear past times, looking upon his s/o while she showed off her skills
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malereader-inserts · 5 years
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Under Your Nose
Fandom: Criminal Minds Pairing: BAU team & Psycho!Male!Reader Summary: It’s taking them days, if not weeks, to find this smart killer. Even though it’s right under their noses. Word Count: 1,914 Request: “Can I request a Psycho!Reader with the Criminal Minds team, please thank youuu (hope you are having a good day!)” A/n: Call me a weirdo, but these are so good to write about
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Tapping.
It’s the one thing that was slowly driving Spencer insane, then it’s abruptly stopped as you looked at him.
“You alright Spence?”
You softly gazed at him, he looks up from his notebook and his writing, Your sweet as honey voice stops his mind from thinking as you innocently sip from ou hot chocolate. It’s almost as if he short circuit just fuses out as you looked at him concerned, you reach out to him but pausing.
“Stuck on a case, you know how it is,” Spencer says, with a tight smile as you nod and recoiling your arm away from him.
“Understandable,” You nod, shrugging your shoulders, “You and the team always figure it out, I believe in you. I mean you are the genius?”
There was a slight venom upon the last word though you were fully aware that Spencer was too distracted to take note of your tone as you lift the mug up to your lips, the glare held longer than usual as Spencer looks over to you across the table that separates you from strangling him - the urge and you know he’s not armed, shame you two are in public space.
“I guess...” Spencer stutters over his words as you raised an inquisitive eyebrow, “I’ve known psychopaths before this one is just too good...”
“Oh?”
“One per cent of the world population are psychopaths, unable to feel emotion correctly and are profoundly selfish,” Spencer started to rant as you slowly nodded, not caring for another of his lecture - he’ll be called back into work soon, you’ve got his schedule down to a tee.
“Spencer?” You called out to him, interrupting his lecture, five minutes in as you point to his buzzing phone on the table, “Looks like you have to go.”
“Oh,” His shoulders deflate as you placed the mug on the table, “I guess I have to, will you-?”
“I’ll be fine, Spencer, I’m a big boy,” You teased lightly, watching his cheeks flush red, you wonder how quickly you could make him blush if you pointed a knife towards him, “Go, catch this psychopath, tell the team I say hi.”
“Of course, yes,” He nods, closing his notebook and sliding it to his bag, “Garcia would love to see you again.”
“I know.”
There was an unsettling feeling in Spencer’s stomach when you said that as you looked up at him as he stood up with a straight back. There was a glint in your eyes but he questions it not as he just nods and awkwardly takes his departure.
You breath easy as you watch him rush back to work, you leaned your hand back down on the table and started to tap. 
Eyes slowly becoming disinterest as you watch Spencer disappear into the crowd.
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Garcia meets you at a bar, she rewards herself with a break on a Friday night knowing full well she’ll be back in work to help solve the case. JJ and Emily are by her side and they’re feeling the tension in their shoulders
But, upon your smile both charming and welcoming they come to their senses to drop their guard with you. You motion to the drink of alcohol you’ve bought them.
“One drink, on me,” There was a cheery tone and they fall for it, “You guys need it, really, you do!”
Not that you cared about their welfare, you rather get the drunk as quickly as possible but alas, you have their trust and it’s fun to wave food in front a starving man, so oblivious and yet so obvious.
“How’s work?”
“Quit,” You shrugged, “Hate being tied down, you know? I’m taking a break for a bit.”
“How will you be...?” JJ asked, sipping on her beer, head already spinning- she wonders have you drugged her glass but you cannot because you’re the sweetest person she knows.
“Oh, don’t mind me, I’ll be fine,” You shrugged your shoulders, waving your hand, “Come on, go enjoy your night!”
That night to drive the girls back to Garcia’s place, too out of it to notice how you stole their money. You unloaded their guns and took the bullets from them. Knocking on the living room door as the girls groaned and looked at you.
“Here, I brought some water for all of you, can’t have you going into work hungover,” You bring them the water, “Well, I best be off, tomorrow will be a great day.”
“Ugh!” Emily groans, her head spinning, she shouldn’t have drunk so much though she can’t even remember how much she drank.
You really took the pleasure in getting them drunk, you felt no remorse in doing so, there was no motive and no gain just all risk. A little fun game to keep you entertained before you go exploring the night for another victim to keep your thirst of murder manageable.
“Say, before I leave, have you checked the victim’s house properly?” You asked, a tentative tone to your voice as you tilted your head, intimidating that three trained FBI gets scared of you, “You might have missed something.”
When they come into work the next day and follow your advice, they find more evidence, which you put there the night you left them plastered. They don’t question how much you know about the case despite being confidential and to you, you sit back watching they play so oblivious as you play too obvious.
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There was a knock on your apartment door.
You looked up from your book, it’s been days since you last heard of the team. The classical music on the vinyl on blast as it calms your senses, though the buzz caffeine leaves you aching to fulfil the need to do something.
However, when you open the door you see Morgan looking exhausted and with Hotch.
“What can I do for you guys?” You questioned, “Where’s Rossi?”
“Just your company,” Morgan says, you nodded and let them in.
“He’s drinking away alone in his home,” Hotch answers the second question of yours as you take the answer, shame you didn’t get to see him.
Your apartment is clean, nothing out of the ordinary and nothing to spark curiosity in Hotch, as the two men ventures into your apartment. You paused the vinyl and swapping it for something more tasteful such as Queen and lowering the volume.
“The girls send their wishes for taking care of them,” Morgan says, missing how you grin at yourself in the mirror and fixing your hair even though it was barely a noticeable change.
Self-absorbed in your actions and in yourself, the two profilers miss because you were too good and everyone gets a little vain.
“Well, that’s what friends do,” You shrugged as venom drips from your words before clearing your throat, “Still working on that case?”
As you recall it’s been three weeks since Spencer came meeting you at the coffee shop, it has been their longest investigation yet and it’s sweet as you thought it could be.
“I don’t know how our unsub is doing it, there is no pattern, no link, he’s doing it for fun. A murderer, a psychopathic murderer.”
The term "murderer" was now reserved for psychopaths. There were those that took life and crumpled under the weight of guilt, even if they'd no choice. There were some who killed when necessary and never lost a wink of sleep over it.
There are others who have made it a whole new hobby, look at them the wrong way and they attacked with lethal force, which is where you stood now, sort of. That last group are the only ones considered murderers now. 
The term applies to you as much as it does to a wolf or a bear. Killing in self-defence is just a given. Killing for resources is a grey area. Killing for fun, well, it is a hobby.
“Anything I can help with?”
“If you can catch this sick son of a bitch, then, go ahead,” Morgan seethes in your armchair.
You flash him a smirk, enchanting as your eyes sparkle, “Now, now, Morgan. I’m not a genie.”
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The team stood in front of the whiteboard looking at maps, the pictures of the victims and the information, but nothing comes out of it.
Garcia’s fingers are starting to cramp and ache, hoping for a break as the team starts getting headaches.
“Hey, hey,” Your voice echos in the debriefing room, the telephone hadn’t even rung, so they were all surprised to hear your voice.
“Not now, (Y/n)...” Rossi rubs his forehead, stressed.
“Aw, still going over that case, I’m bored!” You shouted down the phone as Rossi press the end call button, “Tsk, weren’t you taught manners, Rossi? It’s rude to hang up.”
“What the-”
There was a chuckle on your side of the call, “Anyway, as I was saying, I’m bored and I’ve been watching you stare at the same thing for the past two hours.”
“What do you mean-?” Hotch asked, roughly.
“The cameras been hacked,” Garcia says frantically from her seat at the round table.
“Whoops,” Your voice calls out and suddenly they can hear people in the background, “Come find me, will you? Come find me and entertain me.”
“Listen (Y/N)-” Morgan almost shouts at you, his was getting inpatient with your vague answers, “We’re busy and if you’re interfering.”
“Me interfering? Oh, yes, I am because this is my case. Shame, I could have this pretty girl fall to her death,” There was a whimper on your side of the phone and then the realisation hits them, “Or this sweet innocent man drown.”
“It’s been you,” Spencer gasped.
“Yes, yes, I thought we got over this,” They could hear you roll your eyes.
“Why are you doing this?” Emily asked, leaning on the table to get closer to the telephone which was stationed in the middle of the table.
“Because I am a proud man? I enjoy my hobbies?” You questioned, “Funny, these two aren’t much of a screamed unlike the others, bless, victim two was a screamer until she annoyed me too much and you know strangled her.”
JJ looked at the board to see the cause of death matched up, nodding to the team about your affirmation.
“And victim five was loud too, you know, begging is very satisfactory. It’s almost a big win, but when they get too much, oh my god, you just have to take a knife to the throat, you get what I mean?”
JJ once again nodded, seeing how victim five matches your violent description of murder and death, then another whimper could be heard from your side of the phone.
“The longer you’re listening, the less time you get to save these poor unfortunate souls,” You hummed, “Well, it’s nice to catch up with you, maybe I’ll call again-”
“NO-!” Hotch exclaimed but you hung up as he looked sternly at Garcia who looked lost in her search.
“That sick son of a bitch!” Morgan seethes and hisses, “Right under our noses, and he’s gloating about it.”
“He is a psychopath, Morgan,” Spencer reaffirmed, hurt that you weren’t being truthful to him or the team, “He does this out of pleasure.”
You looked at the time on your watch, before making a dash for it, the two of your next victims fall to their demise as you departure to building unseen. Now, this is definitely a cure for your boredom.
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writesailingdreams · 6 years
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@ladyliliana replied to your post “Is it strange that I can see how Jasmine has a much stronger story?...”
Disney was smart changing the story in their adaptation. I feel the original Aladdin story kinda glorifies greed and he gets things without really working for them        
Sorry this got so long. I wanted to make sure it all made sense. Because I’m me, I delve into the structure of the original tale.
First, while I don’t think Disney made bad changes (though I can see different ways to develop Aladdin’s character), I do see it as a Disneyfied American change. I was percolating on why Aladdin as a character may be hard for a Western American POV to adapt due to the expectation that hardwork or self-discovery make good fortune worth it because the good fortune has been properly earned through one or the other.
Second, I was commenting more on the tale type than the story’s morality. Both The Tinderbox and Cendrillion follow a similar tale type: poor person through magical aid improves their social standing and marries royalty. That said, The Tinderbox (ATU 562) and Aladdin (ATU 561) are both more similar to each other than to Cinderella (ATU 510).
I often see the original tale critiqued because Aladdin doesn’t earn his good fortune and/or it just promotes wish-fulfillment. If I saw people criticizing the solider in The Tinderbox for the same reason, then the former would probably ruffle my feathers less. Because, yeah, that’s fair. Both tales feature wish-fulfillment without any reason. 
(I personally find the soldier more despicable than Aladdin since the former kills the old woman who leads him to the tinderbox and forces the princess to marry him through force. Aladdin doesn’t kill the magician until after the princess is kidnapped and the lamp stolen; Aladdin only forces the Emperor to keep his promise that Aladdin can marry the princess and does so less with direct supernatural threat and more with covert supernatural intervention.)
Third, as regards the morality of the original, I’m not sure I completely agree. 
Though I can see where the argument comes from, I’ve never been able to see the original tale as being about greed. Incomparable luck, sure. Or maybe, story-wise, a lazy boy who’s experiences give him good fortune and lead him to at least learn certain things, such as becoming more knowledgeable about gems and not relying on the lamp to do everything for him. 
I mean, the basic story is: 1) Aladdin gets lamp from cave. 2) Marries the princess. 3) Lamp is stolen. 4) Gets lamp back (with help from the princess and poison). 5) Someone comes to kill Aladdin. 6) He tricks this person and lives. With various details interspersed between, such as: increased knowledge of gems after almost dying in the cave, an anti-Semitic bit with a Jewish merchant swindling Aladdin that can happily be cut out, and Aladdin as a war hero
Though, based on my extensive analysis, the story and its many conflicts and resolutions—with time-skips between each—makes better sense like this:
Conflict 1: Getting the lamp
Conflict 2: Getting swindled
Conflict 3: Marrying the Princess
mini-Time-skip: Aladdin becomes a war hero*
Conflict 4: Losing the lamp and regaining it
Conflict 5: Escaping a revenge murder
The whole final conflict is usually ignored and to me it’s one of the most important parts. It’s the only time the genie refuses Aladdin’s request and therefore he has to deal with a threat to his life on his own.
Because of this, maybe I read it more as a boy who gets lucky and grows from the experience, due to lost and the threat of death than greed and getting good fortune for nothing. 
Or at the very least, if asked to create my own version I would have to include:
gem fruit in an underground orchard
a war
poison
someone comes to kill Aladdin for revenge and he has to escape it without the genie’s help
maybe Aladdin almost gets killed by the princess’ father?
Meaning, the important aspects of the tale for me are its visual wonder, its characters using ruses to defeat antagonists, and its potential for undercurrent character growth. Of the three, Disney only used the second aspect.
For me, Aladdin doesn’t have to earn the lamp by hard work or showing good character; he doesn’t have to earn it all because it’s just luck. The interesting parts of the story are him dealing with the consequences, whether almost being executed or having someone come to murder him.
*I make note of this because it’s the only time-skip that is summarized; the others just say “several years” “a few years” etc.
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livironheart · 6 years
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all of them
(( oh foolish ))
Vampire: Someone offers you a chance at immortality. Do you take it, and why or why not?
It took a moment of consideration. “No,” Olivier decided firmly. “Unless it was offered to me and everyone I care about as well. If it’s only me… no. That’s a lonely life.”
Werewolf: If you had to spend your life with just one person, who would it be?
She brightened. “Oh, that’s easy. You!”
Witch: If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?
“I want everyone to be able to live in freedom. I mean… if you’ve committed a crime, you can be locked up, but the wrongfully accused? The slaves? The people suffering all around the world? I would change it so that none of that ever happened to them, and that it will never happen again to anyone else.”
She paused. “Also, I think the orcs should go find another planet.”
Ghost: Do you have any regrets?
“Yes.” A shadow passed over her face; that was all she said on the matter.
Frankenstein: Is someone telling you how to live your life, or are you an independent person?
“I like to think I’m independent. I mean, people are always gonna tell you how to live your live, but then you’re living their life and not yours. You need to ignore them and be yourself, no matter what.”
Mummy: If you were to fall into an eternal sleep, do you think anyone would miss you?
Olivier frowned. “I would hope so,” she said cautiously. “Isn’t eternal sleep just, like… death, though? I hope you would miss me. I know I would miss you.”
Zombie: Do you miss anyone right now?
“I miss my parents, Victor, Iolrath, and my mother’s gryphon.”
Faerie: If you could get away with anything, what would you do?
“I would go explore the parts of the world that are in Horde territory. Like… Quel’thalas. I want to go there, but it’s hostile. I would also free a bunch of slaves and steal from Gallywix.”
Nymph: What are you like when you’re by yourself?
Olivier frowned as she pondered the question. “I guess like I am normal. Well… a little more introspective. I like to walk through nature and look at everything really closely while I think, study the stars and all that. I guess it’s a little sad and lonely sometimes.”
Mermaid: How far would you go to keep the one you love?
“To the ends of the world, and even into hell.”
Shapeshifter: What would you change about yourself?
“I would like to be more talented with magic. That would be pretty cool. I would also, um… probably get rid of my scar.”
Banshee: If you knew one of your loved ones/best friends had only one day left to live, how would you spend that last day with them?
Olivier blinked, looking a little startled at the concept. “I would probably be too sad to properly spend a good day with them, but ideally… I guess I’d try to get everything off their bucket list with them. Then I would cry and hug them and never let go.”
Siren: If you could make anyone do anything, what would you make them do?
She laughed softly. “Probably make everyone be nice to me,” she said honestly. “It shouldn’t be too much to ask, though. I’d hope.”
Genie: If you had one wish that would come true and couldn’t be reversed, what would you ask for?
Olivier studied Finnigan closely. It seemed she already had an answer. “I would wish that you live a fulfilling, peaceful life that ends exactly the way you want it to, and I want that peace to continue into the afterlife. I wish I could protect you from hell, both metaphorically and literally.”
Fury: What is a word/phrase that you dread to hear?
“Oh, probably like… ‘we need to talk’ or ‘I’m breaking up with you’ or… ‘you suck at doing magic’ or ‘you’ll never go anywhere in life’. Too real? Alright.”
Incubus: What would someone have to do to get in your pants?
“Buy me a triple milk chocolate cake right this second with a bottle of sweet alcoholic cider.” She smiled, blushing slightly. “Just kidding. At this point, getting into my pants is probably impossible.”
Succubus: What’s one thing you can’t live without?
“You.”
She paused.
“And sugar. And magic. Magic before sugar, though. It’s a hard call. You’re number one, though.”
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