#aladdin style fic

[traumxrei-archive]

【 when the world stopped for you 】

summary: it's jamil viper's birthday and he isn't too enthused...until the prefect waltzes into his room, promising surprise and a magic carpet ride. and who was jamil to refuse such an offer?

author's note: welcome to my homage to jamil viper ! i did want to write a character study type of fic, but i thought he deserved some fluffy comfort for his birthday, so here it is, refreshingly late >:DD i hope you enjoy the fic ^^

characters: jamil viper x gn!prefect

word count: 2.5k

tags: happy birthday jamil viper !!, he's done w/ the prefect, but is he really if he likes them ?, they take a magic carpet ride "a whole new world style" (jamil is jasmine and prefect is aladdin lmao)

[ or read it on ao3 ! ]

Birthdays weren't something that Jamil celebrated. The memories of birthdays from his childhood were of his sister's small hands shaking him awake. The lamplight illuminating the kunafa his parents made, singing hushed songs before the work day started.

He would end up having one bite of the kunafa before rushing off to wake up Kalim for his morning lessons. The white-haired boy always had some magnificent gift waiting for him, which he always respectfully declined, no matter how much he wanted it. Because he was taught that 'it isn't polite to accept grand gifts from your master.'

Living in the Al-Asim household for so long, he had seen his fair share of birthday parties and banquets. It happened often each year, with each of Kalim's many siblings having their own parties every birthday. Even Kalim himself was known for hosting one of the most extravagant and beautiful parties for his birthdays back in Scalding Sands.

So it was to his surprise that he was the one getting the "birthday banquet" treatment at NRC. He knew how this went down. You get an outfit and a party after school was over. That was what happened last year. Yet he still couldn't get used to all the hustle and bustle.

Jamil stared at his own birthday outfit bitterly, the failures and mistakes of his second year stinging like a phantom wound. Certainly this was enough celebration. He already got enough birthday greetings to fill a jar, and he didn't even have to make breakfast. He didn't need a party on top of that.

Nonetheless, Jamil dutifully put on the suit, feeling the slide of cool fabric against his skin. Even if he didn't like the ritual, NRC had good taste in fabrics at least.

He had just slipped on the bolo tie when his door slipped open. He frowned, turning, "I thought I said no enteri–"

He froze when he saw the person standing at the door. Grinning widely, the Prefect waved, "Hey, birthday boy!"

Jamil winced, "Spare me, please."

"But I haven't seen you all day, senpai, and plus," They closed the door behind him before flopping next to his desk. "It is your birthday."

He rolled his eyes lightly as he fastened the rosette on his clothes, "It's not like I'm having the time of my life here."

"Right," They drawled, picking up one of the stray books on his table. "You're the type that hates when attention is all on you, huh?"

He stared at them pointedly before they laughed, "C'mon, at least appreciate all their efforts! They're kicking up quite the storm out there for your birthday."

Jamil stopped his movements, "Please tell me there aren't any animals."

"There are no animals."

"Prefect. Lying isn't good for you."

"Well, maybe I saw just one parrot–"

"That Kalim–"

They clapped, "Well, before you storm out, I have a proposal that I think you'd be interested in."

"A proposal?" Jamil huffed. "What, are you going to magically somehow make the party go away?"

There was a rustling sound that sounded awfully loud in the brief silence of the room. Jamil did a slow turn, seeing Kalim's carpet fluttering right next to the Prefect. There was a cheeky smile on their face as the looked at him.

"No."

"But I haven't even said anything yet!"

"Wait," Jamil held up a hand, effectively stopping their on-coming speech. "How did you even get to that? I thought I locked up it in the treasury."

"You see," They started, standing up to let the carpet wrap around them like a shawl. "I feel like Tassel has a sensor or something. It likes me quite a lot so it came to greet me when I was sneak— I mean, walking around."

"Tassel?" Jamil asked, watching as one of the carpet's corners shook in recognition. "You named the carpet?"

"Hey, Kalim liked the name," They pursed their lips as if offended. "Besides, the important part is that it likes the name. Now let's go already, or else it'll be too late."

"Late for what?" Jamil paid them no mind, instead reaching for his magic pen.

Which...wasn't there.

He let out a deep sigh, turning to see the Prefect dangling the pen from their grasp. He knew that they would go to great lengths to get things their way, using any trick that they could, yet...

"I guess Ruggie's lessons are working huh," They preened lightly at their achievement. "You didn't notice a thing!"

"That really isn't something to be proud of," He stood, approaching them. Well, it wasn't like he said 'no' in the first place. "So, where are we going?"

"Really? You're coming?"

Jamil looked away from that starry-eyed look of theirs, "Quickly now. Or would you like me to change my mind?" Now that got them moving, dragging Tassel into a prone position before helming the carpet.

"Before you ask, I got lessons from Kalim for this," They chimed in, patting the space right next to them. "So don't make this all for nothing." Jamil climbed on, reluctantly holding on to the flying carpet's edge.

With a few encouraging whispers to the carpet, the two set off into the darkening sky. The breeze that kissed his skin felt almost cool, heralded by the sun's dying light. And he couldn't take his eyes off the horizon.

"Hey, no looking!" They scolded over their shoulder. "It's no fun if you ruin the surprise!"

"Alright, alright," Jamil closed his eyes, holding on to the Prefect's shirt for purchase. "No need to yell." They really were something, asking him to ride blind on a magic carpet.

"You know, I feel like the thief from that story that Kalim told me about before," Their voice was closer, like they were sitting next to him." What did he say again? Ahem, 'Tell me, princess, when did you last let your heart decide'?"

"You're calling me the princess?" Jamil asked after a beat, confusing even himself when he indulged in their ramblings.

"I mean, I am playing the role of the thief, so naturally you're the princess," They snickered slightly. "Would you like me to serenade you too?"

If his eyes were open, he would've rolled them by now, "Just focus on getting us wherever we're going in one piece." And that was that, until Jamil felt their hand settle over his eyes as they came to a halt.

"Okay, ready?" They said, sounding like they were behind him now. "Take a step down, I'll guide you." Jamil could feel the heat of their hand at the small of his back, gently directing him as he took steps blindly on the sand.

"If sand ends up getting in my hair or this suit," He said in a warning tone. "You're going to be cleaning the Scarabia kitchens for a while."

"Yeah, yeah," They snorted; as if the possibility had never crossed their mind. "Just focus on walking, we're really close." The wind once again teased at his hair, ruffling the stiff folds of his suit jacket. He couldn't help but listen to the steady sound of their breathing, focusing on that and the yield of the sand underneath him.

And then he could see again.

His eyelashes fluttered as his world was set aglow once more, the sun's last rays clawing across the desert in a magnificent display. All above, the night sky desperately bled its colors into the day, as the night always yearns to be with its counterpart. At least that was what those fairytales told him. And now, he couldn't help but believe in it. He watched, entranced as the sun was swallowed by the horizon line, and as the moon rose, barely missing its counterpart by just a few seconds.

While the moment felt short to him, Jamil didn't know how long he stood there. He turned around, trying to find the shining shams to his muted qamar, and—

There they were.

Their face radiated with happiness, a delighted smile directed right at him. And just like how the sun's rays reflected off the moon, Jamil couldn't help but mirror it with his own smaller smile.

"Did you like my gift?" The words were spoken so softly that Jamil was sure it was the winds that carried them over to him; over the arm's length of space that valleyed between them.

"Wasn't it more like nature's gift to me?" Jamil couldn't help but feel the lightness in his shoulders as he bridged the gap, teasing on the tip of his tongue as he grinned.

"Hey, if I didn't convince you then you wouldn't have seen it!" They turned, and he followed entranced as they walked over the top of the sand dune. "You should give credit where credit's due." The last of the sun's light bathed them in petal red, making Jamil's heart beat harder against his ribcage as he realized that, oh. They were really that important to him all along.

"Let's go back to Tassel befo—"

The sand beneath them gave way, pitching their body over the edge of the dune. And Jamil lunged forward, his body crashing right into theirs and sending them both tumbling down the dune. He winced, drawing them closer to him as they kept falling at gravity's mercy, before finally slowing down to a slide.

A beat of silence spanned between them, punctuated by labored breathing.

"Jamil? Y-you good?" They coughed from where they were, still squished against his chest. He let go instantly feeling his face flame at their closeness.

"I'm...fine," Jamil groaned as pushed himself up on his elbows. They sat on their haunches, still halfway on his lap as they stared at him. His voice turned flat, "And you got sand in my hair. You got sand everywhere."

They laughed hysterically at that, throwing their head back, "Oh, man, I was thinking that maybe the roles got reversed, and you turned into the thief for a second, but...guess you're still the princess."

"This isn't funny," Jamil said, yet he felt the corners of his lips twitch into a smile. "I have a party to go to in a bit." He made no move to get up, finding the warmth of them comforting in the nighttime dessert.

"Well, isn't this celebration enough?" They asked, settling into a more comfortable position— now sitting on the sand, their legs monopolizing the space between his own as they faced him. "We've been celebrating you this whole time, after all."

His pulse jumped, "Since...since when have we been celebrating me?"

"Since I came to your room. The carpet ride, the sunset, walking up the sand dune, and even falling down the sand dune—while unplanned— it was all for you," They returned his stare unabashed. "Me being right here, right now...it's for you, senpai."

"...Thank you," The words were spoken in quiet, and this time the wind carried his words instead of theirs. It stirred up his loose hair and he couldn't care less at that moment. He had never seen such an earnest attempt at celebrating his birthday as the one that they had sprung on him.

"Hey, senpai..." They leaned closer, whispering conspiratorially. "Could I give you another present...?"

His gaze dropped instantly to their lips and he knew he was fucked. Oh Sevens. Oh Sevens, Jamil was absolutely ruined. He wanted to kiss them. He wanted them to give him a kiss. That was not good. He closed his eyes instantly when they leaned in a bit more. That was until he felt the press of something against his cheek.

His eyes flew open and he could see something that looked like a....snake plush right in front of his face. A snake plush. A plush. You had to be— 

A shaky laugh tumbled out of his lips, "P-Prefect, I-I'm not...five."

"Hey, I thought it was perfect since it looks like you," They pulled the doll back making it nod. "Look, Little Viper, say hi to your predecessor."

"Did you just call that 'Little Viper'?" He stifled the fondness swelling in his chest even if the words weren't directed at him. Was it possible to feel envy for an inanimate object? Jamil really must've been going crazy.

"Would you rather I call it 'senpai' instead?" They were kidding, but Jamil was almost tempted to say 'yes'. Instead he took the plush from them, turning it in his palm. Okay, maybe it looked just a little bit like him. But he definitely wasn't going to admit it out loud.

"Now, let's get back before Kalim freaks out about you being gone," They held out a hand which Jamil immediately took. Tassel seemed to be floating just ahead of them, as if it was waiting for them to finish talking this whole time.

"And will you take responsibility for the sand?" He tugged at their entwined hands, drawing them just a little closer.

They blinked at him owlishly; strangely flustered, "Y-you mean the kitchen deal...right?" Sevens, what would happen if he leaned in and kissed them right then and the—

He patted their head, heat singing his neck once more, "Yes, I do. Now give me back my pen. I would like to maintain my reputation, at least amongst the other dorm members." They uncharacteristically handed him back the pen with no further gripes; something he attributed to their fluster earlier. He made quick work of the sand; the spell coming to him easily after years of practice, leaving them sand free in no time. He joined them on the carpet once more after fixing up his hair.

This time, he sat behind them, resting his chin against their shoulder as they drove. It was warmer that way, he decided to tell himself, trying not to notice how stiff the Prefect's shoulders were. Maybe he wasn't the only one who was...struggling with their feelings.

"Hey, Prefect," Jamil murmured lowly, his lips close enough to brush their ear. "Could I make a request?"

They flinched slightly before relaxing once more, "Mm? F-for your birthday?"

He clenched his fist as he spoke again, "In the future, I... Would it be okay if I..."

"I-If you...?" They asked, and Jamil could almost feel the quickening thud of their heart pressed against his front.

"Come with me on a trip in the future," Jamil decided. "I'll make sure you have fun." He settled for something simple. It would be too hard to voice those complicated feelings with careless words. And there would always be next time.

"Yes," They said quickly before letting out a short breath. "I mean. I would love to. As long as I don't have to save up too many thaumarks to go."

"It's a promise, sukkar," Jamil secretly smiled, hoping that they couldn't feel it from where he was leaning against their shoulder.

Maybe birthdays celebrated were not a waste of time. Maybe it was worth making a fanfare over for once. Maybe going on outlandish carpet rides with someone that makes his heart feel alive was exactly the way to celebrate those days. Maybe this was the way he wanted to celebrate his birthdays from now on.

All that he knew was that he would enjoy this moment while it lasted; before he was thrown into the party that would be thrown for him. And besides, if he needed a little break then...what was stopping him from stealing into the night with them once again?

tysm for reading ! i hope you enjoyed the fluff ^^ if you'd like to check out more jamil viper works, or otherwise, here's my masterlist :D

[ tiny factoids / translations for the fic !! ]

kunafa is a dessert that's made in many arab countries ! the dessert is comprised of a crispy layer of shredded pastry moulded around a cheese or cream filling. it's usually served straight from the oven with a healthy drizzle of sugar syrup :D writing this is making me want to eat it...but here's a link to a kunafa recipe for the curiouser !

qamar / shams : these two words mean 'moon' and 'sun' respectively in arabic. and as for the tale of the moon and the sun being lovers...it was a story that i heard when i was younger though i'm not sure of its origin (i'd love to know if someone does know ^^ drop by my ask box !!)

sukkar : haha. yeah, this basically means 'sugar' in arabic. it's jamil flirting with the prefect. arabic endearments are just 10x more romantic to me, especially from jamil <33

[brighterdaysarebeforeus]

Since this is apparently getting more traction than I had anticipated…

Hi! I’m Day, I’m here for writing because that what I’m mostly good at? Thus far punkflower seems to be my most well-liked thing that I’ve been writing so far so that’s what I’ll focus on with this blog for now. This is technically a sideblog, but I want you guys to know that even if I can’t reply to comments you leave me, I love and cherish them regardless!

Asks are always open!! I’ll try to get to them when I can!! (^.^)*

(Also, if people are interested, I was thinking of doing a tag list for fics, like maybe a permanent one of like 20-25 or so? Let me know, I guess!)

Written thus far!!

Punkflower:

Awkward First Impressions (Hobie’s Introduction from Hobie’s POV)

A/B/O Spiderverse with No Current Name (oh god it’s getting so long now…):

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5/Part 6/Part 7/Part 8/Part 9/Part 10/Part 11/Part 12/Part 13/Part 14/Part 15/Part 16/Part 17/Part 18

A Whole New World AU (Aladdin-Style):

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5/Part 6/Part 7/Part 8/Part 9/Part 10/Part 11/Part 12/Part 13/Part 14/Part 15

Theater Rehearsal (prompt about kissing during theater rehearsal)

[worldunknowntome]

Soukoku arabian nights AU

so this is half an Arabian Nights au and half an Aladin au, so for ease of storytelling we'll go closer to Aladin, the cast is as such

Dazai, as jasmine

Chuuya, as Aladdin

Arahabaki, as the genie

Mori, as Jafar

Dazai's father, as sultan he'd be an OC anyway

Akutagawa/Atsushi as Dazai's attendants

Chuuya has been living on the streets stealing to eat for a while, he has the usual Aladdin style meet-cute with Dazai, and ends up keeping a bracelet so that Dazai continues to sneak out. Dazai is being falsely masquerade as the nation's princess, as he is built slight and small, more brains than brawn by far. Plot of alladin happens with a bit more Mori vs. Dazai type scheming. And we get some iconic scenes from the aladdin movie, and so on and so forth. Chuuya and Dazai are happy together by the end, even if requires Chuuya pretend to be Dazai's advisor, and the "princess" getting married off to another land, and a long lost prince of the nation taking over. Most importantly, I make Dazai the cross dresser in this and take that heat off Chuuya for like one fic.

[cantareincminor]

Hello! I just found your amazing Antiphony through Apetron and wanted to give you my kudos personally <3 Your writing style is great and I love evry bit of it, especially your writing of Moze! But... Are you going to continue on? I so want to find out what happens later :) That said, cheers and rock on! :)

So sorry for the late response, somehow I didn't get a notification that you gave me an ask. Thank you for the kudos and I'm so glad you enjoyed the fic. I am still trying to plot out the sequel in spite of how much time has passed, and I always shoot my ideas to apetron for feedback. It is much harder writing a multi POV fic than a single POV, and there are conundrums I have to work out...like I'll plot out a lot of stuff for Aladdin to do, but then I go to another of the main characters like Mozenrath and can't figure out enough stuff for him to do that can eventually intersect with the others.

Happy new year!

[shellyseashell]

CLOVIS DE CHATEAUPERS

universe/story: descendants

name meaning: clovis is a french name from the germanic name hludwig. it was the name of a frankish king in the 5th century.

age & birthday: 17 or 18, most likely born october 15

pronouns & gender: male, he/him

sexuality: i literally haven’t thought about it but he feels like either a raging bisexual or token straight

height: 5’9

face claim: tbd

mbti: istj, the logistician

background: he grew up on the streets of paris, an orphan. he often worked as an errand runner for whoever wanted to hire him, rather than keeping alliances, which made him plenty of enemies. he learned to look out for himself, and that he could only trust himself. when he was 15, he made the (un)fortunate mistake of trying to pick pocket phoebus and was caught. instead of arresting him, he invited him over for dinner, and thus begins what i call his feral cat era. aka, clovis comes to trust the chateaupers until they decide to adopt him. i just like the idea of esmeralda and phoebus adopting. definitely think they’d want to help kids in need however they could.

now, he’s a senior at auradon prep, and helps li sheng (li’l shang, as i’ve named him) captain roar.

residence: paris

affiliation: none, really

weapons & fighting style: he’s very good with a sword, but on the streets he’d use knives the most

hobbies: roar, art

misc:

- he was made for a specific au, to show the more unsavory parts of auradon, and especially highlight how auradon can sometimes be very similar to the isle. he is compared to a vk many times, and is one of the first aks they come to trust. also, claudine just deserved another older brother.

- because i love him, he’ll probably show up in other fics

- he wears layers. so many layers. never ending layers. and purple, because zephyr got the yellow of their parent’s color schemes.

- zephyr was one of his first friends. when he was first taken in, zephyr tutored him in a lot of education he’d missed out on due to not being able to attend school.

- i imagine he created his own little fortress in an abandoned building, similar to whatever aladdin had going on

- wants to be a professional roar player

- can snap at people very easily, usually to defend himself

- very stubborn, especially when it comes to people helping him. he feels like he should do everything himself, since he’s never had anyone looking out for him.

- does not want to be perceived

- once he cares for someone, he does so very loudly

- feels like he’s an imposter for being where he is, and that at any moment he’ll lose it all. a lot of the royals and nobility do see him as an outsider, but just as many defend his place.

- is a good dancer but would never admit it

- he’s not very physically strong, so he prefers to run from fights when possible

- he isn’t religious in any way, but he does love visiting notre dame

[vampirecorset]

🕸️⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝕵𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖞 𝖓𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖛𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ 🕸️

So I guess I should probably do an intro- (read this then scroll for my t-word info)

HIIII!!

Im Not new here… like at all

Been on tumblr for a couple of years now

Butttt I dooo need to explain what I’m about on this blog, and why not with an intro post!!

So hi my name is Chloe, not bedda that’s just the word for pretty in Sicilian

I’m mostly Sicilian and native but I’m also Irish and German so ye

Tickling for this blog is completely… erhh drum roll please-

SFW

And please understand by that I just don’t allow nudity or sexual content, like I’m perfectly fine with t-word torture and intensity but if it’s pörn then nah no thanks.

Also another big bullet point, uh guys-

I AM A MINOR

*surprised picachu face*

I’m a 16 year old, and I have my birthday in said bio.

Btw,

ANYONE CAN INTERACT EXCEPT PÖRN BOTS AND BLOGS WITH NUDITY BUT DO NOT REBLOG MY POST AND PUT KINKY TAGS OR TAGS YOU WOULDNT WANT AN MINOR TO INTERACT WITH

And do NOT MESSAGE ME IF YOU ARE ABOVE 18 THATS WEIRDDD

Fun facts about me, let’s goooo!

IM TAKEN BY @fillibusterbuddy THEYRE LITERALLY SO AWESOME GSIXNSKJSGZKS :3

I’m a Roman Catholic! Please don’t worry, I really do keep in mind to respect others no matter who they are or believe in so don’t be worried hun I won’t harass you lmao

Mm I’d say my style is more vampire romantic goth, kinda 90s goth if you will

I speak a Little German and I’m learning Sicilian and Cherokee as of rn!! So if I say any of those languages on there and I say some thing wrong please inform me :)

My favorite animal is a Siberian tiger 🐅

I WILL BE SUPPORTING PALESTINE ON HERE AND SHARING INFORMATION ON THAT AND MISSING INDIGENOUS WOMEN

Those are the genocides I worry about the most, however I will reblog what information I find about others

MY TWORD INFORMATIONNN WHOOP WHOOP

I’m 10000000% lee, I’m not gonna be your ler so sorry pfft

I’m don’t mind teases dm to me or in asks, in fact please please PLEASE send me asks and fic recommendations!!

I’ve never been tickled in real life sooo I have no idea where I’m the most ticklish at 🧍🏼‍♀️

I think my fav tool with have to be a good old fashioned feather

And honestly if I had to guess I feel like I’m the type of person to have a ticklish belly button so…

I DO ROLE PLAY!!

But I’m always gonna be the lee cause your girl is a horrible ler

Btw when it comes to messages, I’m very  inconsistent with responding cause I’m a busy Highschooler in all honors classes

So please don’t take offense if I don’t answer, sometimes I’m not ready to reply and sometimes I get nervous so please be patient

Id consider myself a shy person too so don’t be surprised when you gotta tease first or make the first move cause Yeahh 😭

I WILL ALSO POST AGE REGRESSION CONTENT SO IF YOU DONT SUPPORT THEN LEAVEEEE

My fandoms‼️‼️

•Heathers (the movie and musical)

•Fire Emblem Warriors

•Pokémon

•Seraph of the End

•Vampire Knight

•The Case study of Vanitas

•Nintendo

•Slashers

•Monster High

•Avril Lavigne

•Welcome Home

•Demon Slayer

•Obey Me!

•Ouran High School Host Club

•SpongeBob Musical

•Hamilton

•Legally Blonde

•Aladdin

•Hercules

IF YOU LOVE THESE FOLLOW ME AND REQUEST FICS PLEASE!! TALK TO ME ABOUT THEM I BEG OF YOU I LOVE MY FANDOMS AS IF THEY WERE MY OWN CHILDREN 😭

THATS ALL I HAVE THANK YOU ALL SM FOR READING!!

DONADAGOHVI ‼️🫶🏼

January, 26th, 2024

[naffeclipse]

Ayooooo

What're the other songs you have on your detective AU playlist??

I hope your day is good! :)

Runaway Baby - Bruno Mars

This song is Vigilante!Y/N's anthem, just the feel-good, devil may care, teasing style with a good beat that is no doubt following them around during all of their crimes (and teases on their two favorite detectives)

W.I.T.C.H. - Devon Cole

Another good vibe for the reader, although it is female specific if that's how you read the fics, it's got that confident and slightly sneaky edge which I adore. It also hits that playful taunting (and spooky) energy that reader exhibits.

Until I Found You - Stephen Sanches

This is very much a love song that holds that slow dance style I find very fitting for this noir/20s era in this AU. It was shown to me by @o-cinnamonstickz and it's been stuck in my head. (If you really want to fit it into my fics, I see this being the song that Sun and Reader dance to in In the Club With the Revolver fic)

Friend Like Me (Aladdin) - Ne-Yo

This one is very much my take on the dynamic between Eclipse and Vigilante!Y/N in this AU, when the mafia boss is playing nice that is. I see him always offering and persuading Reader to join his gang and really make the city scream, but you might as well as hand over all morals and ethics if you're gonna do that, and this smooth style of this song gives me those vibes.

So You Wanna Marry Daisy - Spence Hood

Just reblogged this song from Sunny's blog and I wrote some comments in the tag but essentially, I see it as Eclipse talking to his bros about Vigilante!Y/N, simultaneously warning them about the Reader (why would he warn them? mmm) and also trying to get Sun and Moon to do what he wants by keeping tabs on Reader (picking favorites again).

That's all I have for now! Thanks, I hope your day is good too! ♥

[yourlunarspice]

K and Z :D

Thanks for the ask, Vy! 😍😍❤️ Hope you don't mind how late it is!

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

I am once again going to geek out about Shinsou!!

The first time we see him, he declares war on class 1-A ("Consider this a declaration of war"). The build-up to his name/Quirk reveal is epic and I will always love it, as well as his all-too-knowing smirks, especially this one after the second round of the sports fest:

And I'm heavily referencing @emoshinso's analysis post here in this rant because I love her analyses (this isn't even the best one, so go check them outtttt).

During the Joint Training Arc, Shinsou smiles four times in his match against Midoriya, and none of them are smirks like this one. They're all genuine smiles, mainly because he's having fun fighting with the hero department and because he can finally use his Quirk to help someone. He collaborates well with his class B team, conforming to Monoma's plan and fighting to the best of his ability. Even though he lost that match, it still showed tremendous character development. In Season 2, he's pretty much all alone. He feels isolated from his classmates because they're saying "just don't turn us into your slaves, okay?" and "everyone says that". He feels judged because of his Quirk - which, in a world of superpowers of all kinds, it's super easy to judge someone based on their Quirk - and used that as a way to distance himself from them and throw himself into working to become a hero. In the obstacle race, he literally uses four students to carry him to his victory while none of them moved on to the second round. Now, he's working with people instead of just using them for his gain.

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go! (Prompts optional but encouraged.)

RODY SOUL!!!!!!!!!

Believe me, I love 'Toshi to the ends of the earth, but I've had a hyperfixation on Rody ever since I watched World Heroes Mission. I also may have rewatched it again yesterday "to try to get his dialect down for my next fic" as an excuse to watch it again and enjoy the Rody scenes. His style and demeanor? Sexy af. He's like a mixture of Hawks and Kaminari with a sprinkle of Aladdin just for fun. His sense of humor is exactly the same as mine: dry and sarcastic and witty, but he's also smug and sly. But, underneath that whole street-hardened shell, he truly cares for his siblings and will do anything to ensure that they have a decent life, even if it stalls his own life and dreams and grays his morals. His smiles when he's with them are probably his most genuine smiles, and Pino is always trilling when they're around. You can tell that they look up to him and that he adores them in turn. Of course, I used that against him in my fic For My Family, but that's beside the point. Rody is a fully-fleshed out character by the time he runs into Midoriya, and that's even before he's revealed his backstory.

[siennaditbot]

Got inspired by Emirichu's videos about childhood/teenage crushes and wanted to share the most interesting of mine, feel free to add yours if you see this!

Being cringe is allowed (and recommended), I start slow but get into the weirder ones as I go ^^;

Kageyama (Haikyuu) - no explanations needed, he's so cool but still adorable, also sad and needs a hug

Yamaken (Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun) - acts all smart and cool and like he's above having feelings but BOOM, A CRUSH

Iceland (Hetalia) - awkward soff boy

Romano (Hetalia) - awkward tough boy

Norway (Hetalia) - soff boy, big brother

Shin (Amnesia) - the aesthetic? also probably another awkward dude

Hikaru (Ouran High School Host Club) - so cocky but so awkward when he started having feelings

Aladdin (Aladdin) - loved his voice, also he cute

Kuzco (Emperor's New Groove) - idk, might be a voice actor thing, he's fun

Len Kagamine (Vocaloid) - the voice probably, also the fun design (some of his dances did things to me)

Sheldon (My Life As A Teenage Robot) - an adorable nerd with an adorable crush, he really affected my art style back in 2016

Max (Goofy Movie) - no need to explain

Rayman (Rayman Origins/Legends) - maybe just the hair? Or the games, really liked them and he was cool

Sly (Sly Cooper 2&3) - so cool, so witty, so funny, liked Carmelita

Dewey (Quack Pack) - all three really but I remember drawing the blue one lol

Wakko (Animaniacs) - cute and silly, drew him A LOT

Wheatley (Portal 2) - probably the voice, also the Blue Sky fic. Just an awkward British nerd!!

Megamind (Megamind) - he's smart and funny and adorable with his crush ok??

Hefty (Smurfs) - no idea, drew him a lot and put the identical drawings on my wall. Also according the new Smurfs movie and series I still like him the best. Tough guy with a soft inside -type?

There are probably tons more but they're either too recent or I just can't remember them for the life of me. This is a pretty good batch though, shows that I have a type.

Also yes, I had a Hetalia phase. And surprisingly, my Sonic phase started properly as late as like 2018. Watched Sonic X when like 13 and the ghost episode freaked me out so I stopped lol.

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Aladdin Queen fic John Deacon x reader chap. 6; Princess Ali meets Prince John

*Author’s note*

Okay this was probably my most FAV. part to write (next to the magic carpet/a whole new world part that’s coming in the next couple of chapters) cause we get to what helped me win Will over as the Genie. So I hope you all watch the video I have linked below to really set the mood for this chapter. And unfortunately this is where I stop for now until I get the next chapter done (which I hope is soon). Thank you all soooo much for being incredibly patient with these updates for this series and I hope you all enjoy the binge reading that I gave you all ;) 

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Play video

Back in the village as usual the day went on as normal, however things started happening.  Pyramids of spices began to crumble down, brass and metals began rattling together in a single beat.  From the palace that the three kings plus Paul were sitting around having their tea, their cups and fine china began to rattle.

In the Princes’ bedchambers, John and Brian looked up confused from their maps at the distant rumbling while Roger was woken up from his nap due to the thunderous rumbles.

“What the bloody hell is going on?” Roger groaned.

From the village, the palace guards were running through the village entrance telling people to clear out of the way. They gathered on each side of the path because soon appearing was an ensemble of horsemen riding on white stallions.

Behind them an entire ensemble of drummers came out lowly chanting, then the horn players came out and played a fanfare as female dancers dressed like peacocks came out expanding the wings on their dresses and fanning them like real wings.  It was then an ensemble of guards came marching out as they began to sing.

*Men ensemble*

Make way for Princess Ali *Female ensemble*

Say hey! It's Princess Ali

         Freddie soon stood on a flower based float wearing a sparkling blue outfit that matched his genie color with a purple over coat with golden embedding designs and seams.  He sung out to the crowd trying to get them hyped up for the arrival of a special guest that has come to grace them.

*Freddie*

Hey! Clear the way in the old bazaar Hey you! Let us through!

It's a brand new star! Oh come, be the first on your block

To meet her eye!

Make way! Here she comes! Ring bells! Bang the drums! You're gonna love this doll!

Princess Ali! Fabulous she!

Ali Ababwa Show some respect,

Darlings don’t be crude!

Down on one knee Now, try your best to stay calm Brush up your Friday salaam Then come and meet her spectacular coterie

         The float evaporated just leaving the dancer but soon coming through the archway entrance to the village, Abu as the elephant came pulling in a camel shaped float which carried in her beautiful garb (y/n) in her disguise as Princess Ali.

        Freddie continued to sing up a story that Princess Ali was more than just a woman filled with gifts and looks, she was also a warrior who took on armies of men and took them all down just by herself.

*Freddie*

Princess Ali, mighty is she

Ali Ababwa Strong as ten regular men, definitely! She faced the galloping hordes A hundred bad guys with swords Who sent those goons to their lords?

Why, Princess Ali

Darlings what’s she got?

*Men ensemble*

Seventy-five golden camels

*Freddie*

Woo! Uh-huh Now the ladies, talk to me dears

*Female ensemble*

Purple peacocks, she's got fifty-three *Freddie (spoken)*

(Fabulous darlings, love the feathers)

When it comes to exotic-type mammals Darlings help me out! *Ensemble*

(She's got a zoo, I'm telling you) It's a world-class menagerie

         Now dressed in drag, Freddie was dancing with a bunch of female dancers along the balcony.  Singing about how Princess Ali’s beauty has been known to even turn some girls into loving her.

        Like she was a siren of the sea but with a pure heart of gold.  The ensemble continued to march and dance along singing of her greatest possessions and kindness.  (Y/n) tossed down some gold to the crowd who immediately went right at it.

Until finally they reached just a few feet from the palace gates, where the royal families and court all stood along the balcony observing the entire show.

*Freddie*

Princess Ali! Beauty is she, Ali Ababwa That physique! How can I not,

Turn for her, that lovely darling! So get on out in that square Adjust your veil and prepare To gawk and grovel and stare at Princess Ali

*Ensemble*

She got 95 white Persian monkeys,

*Freddie*

She’s got the monkeys

A bunch of monkeys *Freddie and (Ensemble)*

(And to view them she charges no fee) (She's generous, so generous) (She's got ten thousand servants and flunkies) (Proud to work for her!) (They bow to her whim love serving her) (They're just lousy with loyalty to Ali!

Princess Ali!

Princess—

“We're waiting for you!” Freddie pointed towards the three Kings who looked at the flamboyant young man with interest but pride that he was asking for permission to continue on.  “We're not going until you go!” John’s father slowly raised his hand off the railing.

His friends and everyone in the court looked towards him waiting with anticipation.

“You can do it my darling!”

And with that John’s father gently patted the railing.  Accepting their entrance.

“There it is!” Freddie exclaimed as he winked up at John’s father. They continued with their song and dance.  At hearing his name, John was both embarrassed and annoyed with this and just had about enough as he walked away back towards his room, leaving Brian and Roger to look at each other.

*All*

Princess Ali, amorous she!

Ali Ababwa *Freddie (ensemble)*

Heard of a hot Prince John Deacon!

Where is he? And that, my dears, is why She got all dolled and dropped by With (sixty elephants, llamas galore) For real dears? (With her bears and lions, a brass band and more) Say what? (With her forty fakirs, her cooks, her bakers) (Her birds that warble on key) *All*

Make way

For Princess Ali!

By the end of it all, confetti shot out from everywhere as the entire village cheered.  Freddie looked up at his master grinning widely at her and she smiled down at her genie, mouthing out a thank you to him.

*My POV*

Freddie and I now stood in the throne room.  The only people who were in the throne room were some of the guards as well someone who looked vaguely familiar but yet not at the same time.

He had short brown hair and a mustache over his upper lip.  His cold eyes stared me down as he carried a snake staff and had a parrot sitting on his shoulder.  He looked like he was of high authority but not quite a king or prince.  But whatever he was, he definitely gave me an uneasy feeling.  

Especially since he also couldn’t stop staring at Freddie.

“Where are they?” I whispered.

“Relax darling.” Whispered Freddie back to me. It was then I saw the three kings walk in with each of their sons by their side. “Okay here they come.”  I extended my small cane to them and Freddie whispered.  “What are you doing?”

“I—I’m presenting to them.”

“Put your arms down.”

“But I’m presenting—”

“I said put your arms down girl!” he softly hissed.

“We welcome you to our humble home gifted to us by your people Princess Ali.” King Arthur spoke to me.

“Tell him it’s a pleasure to meet them.” Freddie advised me.

“It’s—just as much….a pleasure to—meet such regal men such as yourselves.” I said as I tried my best to curtsy, but I kept wobbling.

“You’re crossing your legs like you’re trying to take a piss. Bend your knees outward, not forward.” He said.  I wobbled until I stood up properly back up.

“I’m afraid I’ve never heard of Ababwa.” The mustached man said.  Oh shit. Freddie and I looked at each other before we both spoke at the same time.

“It’s North.”

“It’s South.”  Oh great, now we’ve done it, quickly think of something (y/n). “It—has both a North…..and a South kingdom.”

“Yeah see if you just keep traveling you’ll—you’ll find it.” Freddie said.

“It’s there, you just have to look for it.” I snapped at him but tried to be discreate about it.

“The world is changing Paul,” Brian’s father spoke up which caused Paul to nod submissively.  “Seems there’s a new country every day.” He joked towards his son.

“May I present to you in person, my son Prince John Deacon.” When I saw John, my heart raced once again.  I could barely speak and I just seemed to be in a daze.

Finally seeing him like this in his full regal appearance, that was just a bonus.  All I could focus on was his beautiful eyes.  It felt like the world was fading away, that was until I felt a nudge into my ribs from Freddie as he whispered to me.

“Tell him we have gifts.”

“Gifts!” I exclaimed which echoed through the walls. “I mean….we’ve brought gifts.” Freddie then exclaimed in Arabic and the doors opened and all the servants he had whipped up for me came in carrying everything known to man.  “Yes, here we are with gifts. We have spices, golden camels, and spoons tiny spoons. I mean how do they make them that small?”

“Spoons.” A servant that stood by John trying to encourage my spoon gift.  He seemed more kinder than Paul, with warm eyes and a kind soul.

“How do they make them that tiny? We have jams!” I exclaimed.

“Jams?” Paul asked skeptically.

“Jams?” his parrot mimics.

“Yes jams. Yam jams, fig jams, and date jams, spicy….delicious, exotic jams.”

“Move. Away. From the jams.” Freddie sneered through his smile.

“We—we also have uhh….”

“Jewels.”

“We have jewels. We have plenty of those. And uhh, and that! Over there. Covered for…..suspense.” I gestured to a cloth hiding something pretty huge.  I heard Freddie exhale like he was just done with me.

I cleared my throat for the servants to pull back the cloth revealing some strange wheel or something.  I don’t even know what it was but I tried to play it off like I did know.

“Ta-da. It’s uhh…..very expensive and very priceless.” John looked to Roger and Brian who were equally as confused, as was their servant that stood beside them.

“And just what do you hope to buy with this expensive—thing?” asked John as he turned and looked right at me.

“You.” I said.

Allah I wish I could’ve kicked myself at that point. Why must I be so nervous at this point.  Everyone was in shock of what I had just said. I treated John like he was a prized chicken at the marketplace.  His brows raised up skeptically almost like he didn’t hear me right.

“Wow.” Freddie muttered softly.

“I-I mean a moment with you!” I tried to save myself.  Freddie mimicked the silent sounds of an explosion as I tried to stammer out a better explanation when John spoke again.

“Are you suggesting that I am for sale?”

“Of course.” Damnit there I go again.  At this point John looked like he was about to raise hell. “Not! No of course not! I-I-I was trying to say……”

“It’s cold. And-and it’s dark in that lamp. But I prefer that to this right now.” Freddie whispered to me.

“Excuse me. I need to go……find some bread.” John said abruptly before turning around and walked away.

“For the jams.” Prince Brian spoke up as he followed behind John.

“Wait, wait I didn’t mean to…..”

“I get that John can make people nervous but maybe next time think before you speak.” Roger said as he looked at me with sympathy before following behind his friends along with the mustached servant.

“Please I didn’t—”

“Just drop it darling, you didn’t do good.” Freddie muttered to me.

“You will get another chance to speak with my son Princess Ali. When you join us for the annual Harvest our Indian allies hold tonight.” John’s father said.  As the three kings walked away I said as I awkwardly bowed once more.

“Of course you’re—serene….selves.” But I could see all three of them shake their heads shamefully and embarrassedly then Paul along with the parrot on his shoulder turned and followed behind the three kings.

“Smooth.” I heard the parrot mock me.  As we were now along in the throne room, Freddie turned to me and said.

“In 10,000 years. I have never been that embarrassed.”

[floral-poisons]

floral i actually adore you so much and your mind is literally just genius !! in regard to the sebek convo we were having , i totally can see the fetishization and the whole like awe at his exoticism that leads to that. i've had similar experiences with the family members of my white friends because they'll do that thing where they compliment you but it's like this , " oh wow you're just so ethnic !" " your language is so sexy ," " ooh are your ( insert racial feature ) natural ?" and whatnot.

now on this topic , i wanted to talk about the exoticism around jamil and kalim ( i'd talk about the others too , but i really can only give insight into the arab / muslim experience ).

a lot of fics will describe their actions as "exotic" but in such a fetishy sort of way ? it comes off as orientalist ( which it totally is ) and just overall gross. like the way people will write fics about kalim having an entire brothel of wives and shit- or when they write about jamil's servitude as though it's alluring. . . like it's really just gross. ( i can go on and on for days about the other stuff they write as well ) the stereotyping of this brown kid having like 40+ is not cool. like if yana wanted him to have a big family she could’ve gone for seven-ten kids ( this is how many siblings my grandparents each had ). i also have issues with the fairy gala and how jamil and kalim were really just chalked up to “ pretty exotic people ”

also , as much as i love the both of them and the way that they weren't costumed in the stereotypical "exotic sexy arabian belly dancer" style that jasmine and aladdin were in the original film , i still have problems with their characters in other senses. ( i’ve seen so many scalding sands ocs dressed like belly dancers and it’s like ??? arabian belly dancers only began dressing in such a manner during colonialism because they had to make money off of the desires of european men ) fun fact : if you dressed the way aladdin and jasmine dress in the middle of hot ass arabia , you’d die of a heat stroke. most people dressed in long tunics , thawb , sirwal kameez sets , bisht , and all sorts of other things. almost everyone covered their heads with turbans , headscarves , kuffeyeh , madhala hats , and other things to yk protect their skin and whatnot

for example , the whole thing about kalim's dad having all these kids and wives is like the stereotypical “ rich arab sultan ” thing which is just like ?? especially with how islam / arabia is villainized because of that sort of thing. yana has a questionable history with how she characterizes and portrays the brown , middle eastern/north african , desi and muslim people in her work so im not exactly shocked ?? i feel kinda annoying for complaining about it , especially since im very thankful we didn’t just get a repeat of the aladdin characterizations and costumes , but it still does bug me a lot as a muslim/arab woman who’s had to deal with fetishization , exoticism , orientalism and whatnot my entire life. your truly , genie anon <3

i don't think you're complaining genie anon. imo these are very valid complaints. they're not even complaints. they're criticisms and criticisms that are well needed.

i hope this doesn't sound weird but i think the reason why a lot of these portrayals feel off is because the source material is most likely from an orientalist and racist perspective. i'm aware that yana did extensive research for black butler (for like everything) so my presumption is that a lot of the sources she took for the middle east/northern africa, south asians, desi, muslim, and brown people probably come from the perspective of the british and other colonizing nations. so i'm not surprised that a lot of the stuff she does has the air of orientalism and racism. and then on top of that, aladdin is just a cesspool of orientalist and racist stereotypes that disney didn't denounce until recently. and even in their attempt to "revise" it with the 2019 live action movie, they still ended up reinforcing orientalist stereotypes. this is no way me excusing anything. but this reinforces the idea that we need more non-white voices (and in this case, arab, brown, muslim, desi, south asians, middle eastern/north african voices) in general but especially academia where i presume these sources came from.

i haven't read any translations about the fairy gala so i can't comment on it. but i'm going to take your word because you're probably right. along with everything else, i agree with you and there's nothing to comment on. my experience with orientalism stems from the fact i'm east and southeast asian, which is a wildly different experience from your own. you especially see it on dating apps ick

also i don't think it helps that scarabia, the dorm that's probably mostly filled with brown, muslim, arab, south asian, north african/middle eastern characters, is characterized as "scheming." it fits the orientalist stereotype of how the east schemes against the west and white authorities and that they're planning on taking over (the novel the beetle is the most perfect representation of this imo). on top of that, the miraheze wiki also says that it's implied that kalim got into nrc via a bribe so again, that adds to the scheming stereotype.

honestly though i'm really happy i'm not the only one who noticed this. the way the fandom treats kalim and jamil bothers the living shit out of me. i'm going to talk shit here but when a user active in the twst fandom got called out for racism, everyone was clutching their pearls acting as if this came out of nowhere. i didn't say anything because i felt it wasn't my place and i didn't want to cause unnecessary drama (this blog is a side hobby after all).

but i'm gonna say it now: the person's racism was blatantly obvious. their blog username was clearly fetishizing south asian and arab people. their fucking bio said they fetishized south asian and arab people. their interactions with another blog on here were fetishizing and hypersexualizing jamil (and the blog they talked to was also entertaining these inbox messages/prompts/ideas too). and it bothered me how NO ONE noticed because it just proved to me that people don't care enough about racism in this fandom. no one cares about the more covert racism that takes shape as orientalism and exoticism and fetishization. these people find it entertaining rather than disgusting.

i regret not speaking my piece about this weeks ago when i first saw it on my feed. when the callout happened, i was just 😐 because the signs were in these people's faces. they just didn't notice. and honestly, i could care less if they "didn't know" because that just means you need to do more antiracism work.

anyways going back to jamil, i see a lot of hypersexualization of him when it's wrong because:

he's a minor, please stop

hypersexualizing him is quite literally based in racism and orientalism because it stems from the idea that we, from the east, are hypersexual beings whose cravings for sex can never be satisfied

and then of course, there's the factor with scalding sands ocs in this fandom. these creators (who i presume are white) are just continuing to perpetuate orientalist and racist narratives which continues to get the groups affected hurt and killed in the real world. on top of that, they also end up projecting these ideas onto real people because they haven't touched some fucking grass.

anyways, that was REALLY long and i'm sorry to dump it. but yeah, genie anon, you're so valid in your criticism. and if someone says you're being annoying, just know i'm right here next to you because you're right.

also this message goes out to the whole twst fandom because you guys really need a serious wake-up call when it comes to racism in this fandom. it's frustrating to see. and if you don't understand what's wrong about everything genie anon just talked about, just type "orientalism" in your search engine and read everything that pops up. if you want a solid source and a great book to read about the subject, orientalism by edward said is a good read (it was, at least, the source i used).

[eyrieofsynapses]

earlier this week:

*scrolling, notices a random post about Dracula that seems eerily like a very modern take* ...huh. must be a new adaption out. or a fandom for an adaption I haven’t seen. k

(later, as posts go from a very few to semi-common)

...alright, new fandom? new, bigger fandom. for an adaption that sounds weirdly like the original book. somebody’s doing it right. k have fun y’all

(post about Dracula Daily email appears)

I’m... what? well okay. at least somebody’s appreciating the classics. no idea how the hell somebody came up with the email thing, and also why. but whatever. weird fandom explosion tho, thought we were done with the vampire thing

(a day or two later, as posts start to occur somewhat frequently)

for a book that’s *checks date* a hundred and twenty-five years old y’all have really hopped on the blorbo train with this Jonathan Harker dude huh? can’t believe I’m probably gonna start seeing gay vampire fanfic of characters that are a hundred and twenty-five years old on my dash soon. gay vampire fic, sure. gay vampire fic from 1897...

*glances at Sherlock Holmes fandom* ...actually y’know what nevermind, this is normal

(several of the blogs I follow are now thoroughly invested. there are memes. there are passages being quoted. somehow I have yet to see gay vampire fic)

...okay, fandom, I’ve literally no idea how the hell I’m not seeing a new ship cropping up like mad. also why are you posting memes of a hundred and twenty-five-year-old book. what is this about Dracula Red Flags. wtf is the running joke about the shaving mirror. WHY ARE WE TALKING ABOUT DRACULA BEING A WEIRD HOST WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE ON ABOUT

also I knew the original Dracula was not altogether anything like the modern Twilight-esque vampire but I’m sorry why the hell does this sound like this Jonathan Harker guy just wandered into a random dude’s home and started writing letters home about how weird a host he was without taking Stranger Danger into account. sir why haven’t you left. sir do you have any survival instinct

(continuing to watch the nonsense unfolding)

...why do I feel vaguely invested by proxy

also why are people saying that the daily letters are like actual correspondence from a friend. what, a hundred and twenty-five-year-old dude bestie? your friend that happened to time-travel and lose half his memory and, for whatever reason, has the common sense of your average “horror movie character that dies first” trope? who practically inspired that trope? who probably writes in a vaguely headache-inducing style because old book?

and y’all are reading this like the morning newspaper except without the soul-crushing doomsday predictions? or the daily fanfic update from some crazy author who somehow has the organizational skills and legendary all-desired Aladdin’s First Wish ability to actually consistently write enough fic that they can update daily?

what is going on

(it is five days after the mayhem began. there is fanart. there are rant posts. memes abound. Jonathan Harker is apparently now the newest, most popular himbo and blorbo. Dracula Daily has appeared on an official Tumblr “fandoms of the week” post. I am observing one of the fastest fandom blow-ups I’ve seen ever)

...*sighs*

*searches Google for Dracula Daily*

*opens up the webpage and considers for a moment. the mental “let’s not get dragged into this mess” wall is falling apart. teetering on the edge. this close to death. it is screaming what are you about to get yourself into*

*curiosity gremlin is banging pots and pans and screaming and leaping around and kicking the wall and generally being destructive*

well fuck this.

*enters email and hits “subscribe”*

[sparrowmoth]

Ahhh thank you fir answering my ask firstly youre lovely and inspiring

I'm too scared to talk to you unanoned

To answer your question I'm thinking either something having to do with Jay or something with sea three I tend to focus on angst/hurt&comfort (I have several wips in the works including a Jay novel but I'm stuck atm so I thought maybe something different woukd help jostle the imagination and creativity)

Hi again, Anon! 🥰 Aww, of course! Thank you so much for the kind words, you’re very sweet. 🥰💖 If you’re more comfy on Anon, that’s totally fine! Please know you’re more than welcome to talk to me off Anon, too, though, if ever you want to.

Now, as for fic stuff, let’s seeee… I haven’t written much with the Sea Three (not that I don't love them, I just have Core Four tunnel vision lol), but Jay’s one of my absolute favourite characters ever so I’m sure I can rustle up some Jay-centric ideas for you! Hmmmm…

I’ve been thinking a lot about Aladdin so we’ll start there and see where it goes:

1. Aladdin’s magic carpet is locked up in the museum, which is… troubling given that the carpet seems to be alive and sentient to some degree. It would be really interesting if, while still new in Auradon, Jay stole the carpet from the museum with the intent of just taking it for a joyride for a few hours, only to realize that the carpet actually has a personality, which makes him reluctant to see the carpet “imprisoned” again.

The stakes are high, though. If security realizes the carpet is gone and Jay gets caught with it, he could risk getting sent back to the Isle. How much is he willing to risk for a magical rug?

2. A vague AU concept that’s been living up in the attic of my brain is an Anastasia-style plot where the Core Four catch wind of a story about a “stolen prince” from long ago who would be exactly Jay’s age in the present. They plan to con Aladdin and Jasmine into thinking Jay’s their long lost son just long enough to rob the palace blind and take off.

The only problem is… Jay really likes the life he’s been invited into, even if it’s a lie. He likes it so much, in fact, that the others are starting to wonder if he believes he might actually be the “stolen prince.” But is he?

3. I can’t for the life of me find the posts I’ve written about this atm, but I’d die to read any kind of Jay and Rajah interactions because I just think their dynamic would be so precious. Give Jay an emotional support tiger 2K22! Who even needs a plot, I just want to see Jay hiding his face in Rajah’s side, trying to muffle his sobs because he had a nightmare and he doesn’t want anyone to have to deal with that, but Rajah is like an uncle to him and he just purrs and nuzzles Jay and licks his head like he’s a cub, which totally messes up Jay’s hair but it makes him laugh a bit so totally worth it. Just… RAJAH AND JAY, I’m so passionate about them djakgjksdgjksd.

4. As much as I love protective!Jay and Jay priding himself in being the muscle of the gang, I feel like we need more of Jay being protected and taken care of. One thing my mind always goes back to is that scene in Book 2, Return to the Isle of the Lost (if I recall correctly) where Chad punches Jay and knocks him right to the ground, but Jay doesn’t fight back. He gets a black eye from it, but he just brushes it off when someone notices.

Basically, I want to see Jay getting bullied because not everyone on the tourney team is thrilled that this new kid from the Isle is showing them up on the field. Jay knows he could take them all bare-handed in a fair fight, but he’s trying to play by Auradon rules, so he keeps his head down and always comes up with some excuse for what happened when his friends ask questions.

Jay knows that letting this all happen is the only way to protect his gang because the second he throws a punch back, even to defend himself, he risks them all getting sent back, but when the others find out what’s going on, they aren’t too happy about it…

5. And finally, this is something inspired by a scene in the first graphic novel (I have a scan posted somewhere around here), but I think a lot about young Jay growing up on the Isle, having to watch as his father fawns over Iago and makes sure the parrot always has a good bite of food off his plate while Jay is left to provide for himself by stealing.

I can imagine he resents Iago a lot and even more so for all the times Iago would surely tattle-tale on him, like if Jay broke a plate or snuck a few coins from the Junk Shop’s till, that sort of thing.

Some parrots can be quite jealous, so I can imagine Iago attacking little Jay when Jafar’s not looking and then Jay getting in trouble for “provoking” Iago. Is there a plot in here somewhere? No idea, but I think it’s interesting ajdkgjksdjgkds

Anyway, I hope that helps!! Feel free to drop by my ask box anytime, and if you end up writing something inspired by one of my rambles, please don’t be shy to share, if you’d like! I’d love to read it! 💖💖

[ginnyrules27]

Not even about being 'normal', but I guess normal things to support hobbies or aspirations. AKs, VKs, but in the case of the under 15s! Especially since most aren't really 'heirs'. Phil, Neal, Evan, Ashaki, Alex, Hadie, Celia, Ryan etc etc. Favorite food, hobby/ies, what they might major in if any? What career in the future?

Sorry about the delay! :D The reason why all the royals have political science as their major is because I figured that they'd need something like it in order to maneuver through the royal spheres they're in--Hadie too!

Favorite Foods:

Phil: Berry pie

Neal: Apples (Evan teases him about being Max in disguise lol)

Evan: Tiana's beignets

Ashaki: Baklava

Alex: Beef ragu/her father's baking

Hadie: his father's garlic crispy chicken/anything with sugar in it

Celia: Uma's hush puppies

Ryan: Fish and chips

Dizzy: Ice cream

CJ: Fried Clams from Ursula's restaurant

Hobbies:

Phil: reading, horseback riding, climbing trees when he was younger

Neal: exploring forests to see if they really have faces like the forest in his mom's story, Tourney,

Evan: going to the Snuggly Duckling with his dad, movie nights with his sisters, reading,

Ashaki: (harmless) gossip, fashion, lock picking (Aladdin taught all the kids just in case they ever needed it)

Alex: Horseback riding, embroidery, watching movies, dance

Hadie: making smoke bombs, sword work, spending time with Alex, reading

Celia: sword work, giving tarot readings, hanging out with Dizzy, and teasing Hadie

Ryan: sword work, swimming,

Dizzy: designing, hair styling, hanging out with Celia and Hadie

CJ: sword work, swimming

Possible Major:

Phil: Political Science

Neal: Political Science

Evan: Political Science

Ashaki: Political Science

Alex: Political Science

Hadie: Political Science

Celia: In all honesty, I don't know

Ryan: Athletic Training

Dizzy: Fashion design

CJ: Athletic Training/CPR Certification

Future career:

Phil: King of Auroria

Neal: TBD

Evan: Helps run Auradon's Elephant sanctuary (totally not because he ends up with Hermie *wink*)

Ashaki: Assists her brother in running Agrabah's social programs after Aziz becomes Sultan since she doesn't want him to run himself ragged trying to look after two kingdoms with Rachel taking Corona's throne*

Alex: Runs a non-profit horseback riding camp/hosts the Learning to be Royal meetings in order to make sure her brothers in law (Roland and Bobby Hood) and sister in law (Ginny) have another friendly face

Hadie: Assisting his father in the Underworld

Celia: TBD

Ryan: Assistant coach of the Auradon Prep R.O.A.R. team

Dizzy: Working at Evie4Hearts

CJ: Working at Harriet and Sammy's swim school

*All established rulers (Aladdin, Rapunzel, etc) follow Beast and Belle's lead and step down. Unless the character's death is canonic or they annoy me, I try to avoid killing characters in my fics :D

Let me know if I missed anyone!

[babymagi]

Imagine a modern slice of life Magi sitcom (Kinda like Victorious, iCarly, etc) and the main character is obviously Aladdin (I’m taking him from the final arc)

So basically, Aladdin has a friend group (Aladdin, Alibaba, Judar, Hakuryuu and Morgiana) and together they always get into some adventure together,  travelling adventures, Internet adventures, dealing with another character just like in the original series but they are more modern

Solomon and Sheba are also in this and they are actual parents to Aladdin since they deserve to be, Solomon’s protective and BEST dad instincts also let Aladdin know to not visit his grandfather for obvious reasons, Aladdin told his friends that too , Ugo was also his babysitsr and would become his legal guardian if anything happened to Solomon and Sheba. Aladdin also called him uncle one time, which made the guy sob in happiness. Ugo also helps out even with the editing and has tried to fit in the “gen z” style but Solomon advices him to just be himself

Similar to iCarly, Aladdin and his four friends have created a very popular blog which got them to meet A lot of people (Like Titus, Sphintus and Scheherazade, Yunan, Sinbad and the generals etc) this blog has also helped many people with their struggles, it even helped Judar come out of the closet (Thanks to mainly Aladdin for his helping videos <3)

Speaking of the main villain, David has tried to shut down or ruin the blog just to make Aladdin miserable, and also take his top spot as the best blog he’s also the reason why they always go on a adventure, he’s trying to sabotage them, Arba also helps out too by trying to purposely take it down by spamming bad reviews, to literally trying to hack the system to press the delete button, she finally goes out and tries to cancel them so no one would like them anymore

But obviously Aladdin, and his friends find a solution every time and literally prove that what Arba and David claim they did is wrong, in the end of the series, Arba and David are the ones who get cancelled (since they were geniuses and played the good ones)

The blog also has different videos made by the gang, Morgiana didn’t know how to make a video and was quite nervous despite not showing it so Alibaba helped her out, she managed to make her video after and got used to it after a few more tries, Hakuryuu makes a lot of cooking tutorials, Judar has a Little more darker themes to his videos but they usually have a good…. Intentions sometimes, Alibaba is a whole ass vlogger and has the most cheerful attitude, and Aladdin, makes a lot of helpful PSA and even does some magic tricks, they also do all giveaways and getting asked by fans as they answer them

And I’m still thinking of what should happen next, this is a slightly different AU so sorry if it’s not as canon to the original, but I really love this idea and my favourite part was Solomon and Sheba being an actual family to Aladdin <3

I HAVE NEVER SEEN iCARLY OR VICTORIOUS THE CLOSEST THING I HAD GROWING UP WAS LABRATS KNJHBGFGHJKL

ANON YOU ARE MAKING MY HEART M E L T OVER HERE I'M ACTUALLY GONNA CRY

Absolutely living for the wholesomeness of that all and I would love love LOVE to see this in a fic

Now you're gonna have me thinking about this all damn WEEK

[naysaltysalmon]

Nay's Writing Commissions

Hello, my lovelies! I am finally reopening my writing commissions now that I'm settled at my new house! I’d love some extra money to help cover moving costs and I’m unemployed after undergrad haha. I’ll only be keeping them open until the end of August, and I’ve been dying to see what ideas people have been wanting to get from me. So if you have any ideas you want written, contact me soon!

Base cost is $20 per 1000 words, with options for follower discounts! There is also a $15 fee if the commission is NSFW (does not apply to tasteful nudity) or if the commission requires research. Cost is in USD, and I accept payment through Venmo and PayPal.

I will write pretty much anything, including but not limited to:

fanfiction

original fiction

ideas with your OCs

ideas that address controversial topics

stories in any written style (i.e. any pov, any amount of dialogue vs. description, script format, etc.)

NSFW

gore / violence

angst, fluff, and anything in between

pretty much anything you can think of

I reserve the right to refuse an order for any reason – but I will write just about anything. Simply ask me!

Follower Discounts

I offer discounts for followers based on word count, as seen here:

So final prices would look something like this:

Fandoms

Anime:

Fullmetal Alchemist

Hunter x Hunter

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

My Hero Academia

Banana Fish

Cowboy Bebop

Dororo

Demon Slayer

Vinland Saga

Hajime no Ippo

Mob Psycho 100

Castlevania

Land of the Lustrous

Blue Exorcist

Black Butler

Movies/TV/Books:

Luca (2021)

Star Wars (i.e. the movies, Star Wars: The Clone Wars)

DreamWorks movies (i.e How To Train Your Dragon, The Road to El Dorado)

Ghibli movies (i.e. Princess Mononoke, Howl’s Moving Castle)

Disney/Pixar movies (i.e. Aladdin, Ratatouille)

Middle-earth / Tolkien universe (i.e. The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit)

Harry Potter universe

Avatar universe (i.e. Avatar: The Last Airbender, The Legend of Korra)

Video games:

Nintendo games (i.e. The Legend of Zelda, Super Mario, Super Smash Bros.)

Assassin’s Creed

The Bendy series

Cuphead: Don’t Deal with the Devil

Team Ico video games (i.e. Shadow of the Colossus, The Last Guardian)

The Spyro trilogy

GRIS

Transistor

And many others! DM me if you’re curious whether I can write for a fandom you don’t see here. It’s more than likely I know something about the fandom/series and I can do something with your idea~

How to Commission Me

Simply send me a DM on Tumblr (@naysaltysalmon), a PM over FFN (Nayru Elric), or email me at nayru41@gmail.com!

I ask for 50% of the cost upfront, and then after I send you the first half of your commission and see if you have any feedback for me, I will ask for the remaining amount before I send the completed piece.

I will post your commission on my FFN and/or AO3, or keep the story private for + $3 at your request.

Previous Works for Reference

Phantom Tail [short fic for Luca (2021)]

Trust me like you do [commission for Banana Fish – TW: r*pe]

Gateways to the Heart [commission for Demon Slayer]

Always There [commission for My Hero Academia]

If you have any questions, feel free to send me a message. I look forward to getting your commissions soon!!! 💖💖💖