#genie of the lamp (genie)

[anbaisai]

I have a joke that I guess turned into real lore which is floyd sneaks into the house to "babysit" rami (for fun) but really he just does stuff like this then sends jamil a photo and leaves before jamil can rush back

Bonus:

[themaymoth]

the Evil King's daily routine💕🪞💘

✨yaaaayy another fairytale au, another day of Yin Yu dealing with his masters crush on the prince✨

[demilypyro]

This is really funny

[rainbow-zebra-art]

Commission for @snowqueenofmyheart! Emerald as the character she alludes to: Aladdin. This is basically a screenshot redraw from the Disney film, with a few modifications, of course.

We thought that it would be a cool touch to make Disney's Aladdin lamp look like the Relic from RWBY. SnowQueen requested the glowing blue, and I suggested coloring some parts of the lamp with gold!

Who else remembers this old fanart of mine? Turns out, I'm not the only one 😄

[hyunpic]

happy birthday kkami 🩷

[fyoggo]

*sasaras your samatoki* 😈

[tommydreamer]

I been thinking about it..

[reashot]

Jaune's Wish.

Genie: *poof* Wow! How long was I out.

*Checks his watch* 2000 years?

I've been asleep for 2 milennia!?

No wonder I felt awful... Eh, Whatchu gonna do. Itty bity living space and all that.

By the way. You must be my new master?

Jaune: Y-you must be the genie?

Genie: Well, ain't you a smart kid. What gives it away?

The blue skin

That I'm floating in mid air

Or that I came out of a lamp all theatric like?

Jaune: I'm sorry it's just that I've never seen anything like you before.

Genie: Trust me kid you never met anyone like me.

The name's Genie by the way. So what's your name?

Jaune: I-It's Jaune.

Genie: Well pleasure to meet you Jaune. By the by, mind if I call you "J"?

Jaune: O-of course.

Genie: Terrific J my new pal. So whatcha going to wish for by the way?

Jaune: Well, my wish is kinda...

Genie: Trust me kid. I've been granting wishes for centuries. There's nothing I haven't seen or heard about. No matter how outlandish, stupid or insane your wishes are. There is absolutely nothing you say that can surprise me...

So! Fire away with your wish J.

Jaune: Oh all right then, well. I wish for a smaller than average penis size.

Genie:

I-Uh. I *cough* W-well I never heard that wish before...

I am now too shocked and too traumatized to even ask why.

Congrats kid. You just broke an all powerful eldritch being. Can't say many are able to do that.

[anbaisai]

Jamimayu Genie AU

(I’ll likely come back to this idea and make doodles in the future but writing it down now so I remember…)

AU where Jamil’s the genie in a lamp that Mayu discovers, but she’s frustratingly unable to decide on any wishes on the spot so she simply asks him to keep her company until she can decide. (He’s 🙄 about this because he just wants to get it over with so he can return to the comforting solitude of his lamp, but he doesn’t let it show)

She ends up taking him on many random trips to different places together and he goes from being super annoyed that she’s wasting his time ➡️ “Ok this isn’t bad.” He got the chance to see so many sights that he couldn’t have on his own, being trapped in a lamp that was collecting dust inside some forgotten vault. The original plan was to manipulate her into wasting her wishes but… maybe that can wait.

Until the day comes where Mayu finally settles on something for her first wish, and he feels his heart drop because if there’s one, then there’ll be a second and a third, and then what? Is he never going to see her again after the inevitable? (She wonders why he doesn’t seem that happy about her finally making a wish.)

Aaand the (cliche) twist is that she still doesn’t really want anything, but she enjoyed her time with him so much that she wants to repay him with the chance to be free and travel on his own. It's not fair that he's stuck going only wherever she chooses to! She’s sneakily spending her wishes on him to set up her third and final wish for his freedom, so it goes something like:

Mayu: For my first wish I’d like a large sum of money, enough for an individual to live comfortably for several decades ☝️ Jamil: …Uncharacteristically materialistic of you, but I suppose it can be done.  Mayu: Okay! And for my second wish I need some very talented and shady connections that can produce me any documentation I need with 100% legitimacy that no official will ever suspect 🙂 and maybe also be capable of altering government records (This is the part where she makes friends with Azul/Octavinelle) Jamil:  Jamil: What the actual hell are you planning.

When she finally makes that third wish for his freedom, she just hands over the bank details and his definitely-not-fake ID and documents (all under his new name that he chose during a random “hypothetical” conversation they had at one point about what he’d like his name to be if he could have one) and tells him the truth, and that he should be all set up and ready to go for a while! And he’s so baffled, but once he gets over the initial shock he sighs and awkwardly tells her that he’d… still like to stay by her side 😌

[pulpsandcomics2]

Genie

[angry-glasses]

extremely dangerous indestructible sealed artifact: exists

klein:

[fafnir19]

Genie's lamp

Lex strolled along the cobblestone streets of the small coastal town, soaking in the salty breeze that whispered tales of the sea. His summer holidays had brought him here, seeking respite from the bustling city life and his studies that had consumed him for so long. As he wandered, a glint of light caught his eye, drawing him to a narrow side street where an ancient-looking shop stood, its wooden sign creaking in the wind. Intrigued, Lex pushed open the heavy oak door and stepped inside, the musty smell of old books and incense enveloping him. Shelves lined with peculiar artifacts and trinkets stretched out before him, each item holding a hint of mystery within its aged confines. "Welcome, young traveler," a voice called out, drawing Lex's attention to a figure behind the counter. Declan, the shop owner, stood before him, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. "Feel free to browse my collection. I must make a quick errand to the post office, but I'll return shortly." As Declan made his exit, Lex's curious gaze wandered over the shelves filled with curiosities from distant lands. His eyes landed on a tarnished Arabic lamp, its intricate designs whispering of tales untold.

As he lifted the lamp, a playful grin tugged at his lips, recalling childhood tales of genies and their whimsical magic. He rubbed the lamp absentmindedly, half-expecting nothing but a puff of dust to emerge. Lex's eyes widened in awe as he watched the ancient lamp in his hands start to emit wisps of smoke. His heart raced with excitement, a smile spreading across his face. The air crackled with energy as the smoke coalesced into a muscular figure, clad in black leather harem pants, standing with their back to him.

"Cool, a real genie! I already know what I will wish for! Ahm… what’s actually your name, genie?" Lex exclaimed, overcome with excitement. Turning slowly to face Lex, the genie's eyes gleamed with a potent mix of mischief and malevolence. "I am Jafar," the genie rumbled, his voice laced with authority "You will refer to me as Master, mere mortal." Confusion clouded Lex's features at the genie's command. "Master? What do you mean?" he spluttered, uncertainty tainting his tone. The genie's next words sent a shiver down Lex's spine. "Kneel before me and submit," Jafar commanded, his voice steely with power. Fear gripped Lex's heart, his instincts urging him to flee as he took a step back. With a shaky voice, he stammered, "I...I have to go." His heart raced as he made a break for the door. But before he could make it, an unseen force lifted him off the ground, tendrils of smoke enveloping him. Panic seized him as he felt himself turning to smoke, his very essence slipping away.

The laughter of the genie echoed around him as Lex found himself being pulled into the ancient lamp. Inside, the world shifted around him, his clothes transforming into exotic harem pants and golden rings adorning his limbs.

Panic surged through Lex as he pounded against the walls of the lamp, trying to break free from this strange and terrifying prison. Jafar, the genie, held the lamp nonchalantly, observing Lex's futile attempts with amusement.

"You're quite the spirited one, aren't you?" Jafar's voice dripped with malicious charm. "But fear not, the lamp's magic will soon calm you and make you more... impressionable." A strange calmness settled over Lex, his mind clouding with a soothing fog. "Relax, kneel," the genie's voice commanded, its tone both hypnotic and commanding. Filled with a strange sense of peace, Lex obeyed, his anxiety giving way to a bizarre sense of acceptance.

Lex's thoughts grew foggy, his will bending to the genie's influence. "It has always been your hidden desire to help others," Jafar purred. "What better way than to serve me?" Finding a strange sense of logic in the genie's words, Lex embraced the idea of serving.

Followed by the genie's revelations about Lex's yearning for confidence and independence hit uncomfortably close to home. "Your struggles stem from your desire to be strong, my dear Lex," Jafar continued, his voice a luring whisper. "You do not need to be strong yourself, but to walk in the shadow of greatness," Jafar's words resonated within Lex's soul. The genie continued, his voice like a hypnotic melody. "Simply follow a strong master, and you shall find your purpose." A revelation dawned upon Lex, a realization that perhaps he had been searching for guidance all along. Lex felt a strange sense of clarity wash over him and gratitude swelled in his chest as Jafar offered his help and guidance. So, Lex embraced the notion of relinquishing his independence and accepted willingly, to follow where the genie led with a newfound sense of purpose.

Jafar's words cut through the haze, revealing a truth about Lex that he had never acknowledged. "All your struggles stem from one simple truth you deny," Jafar's voice carried a weight of finality. "You are secretly gay, Lex." Lex's breath caught in his throat, his mind racing as he grappled with the unexpected revelation. Could it be true? Had he been blind to his own desires all along? “But... but I’ve never...” Lex's voice faltered, uncertainty clouding his mind. Jafar demanded, "Admit it. Say it aloud. Acknowledge who you truly are." Doubt flickered in Lex' eyes, but after a moment of hesitation, he said, "I...I'm..." his voice trembled before he took a deep breath and uttered the words, "I'm gay, Master." Jafar's laughter rang out, a mix of triumph and satisfaction.

"Well done, my obedient pleasure boy. Embrace your new self." Lex felt a strange mix of liberation and vulnerability wash over him as he acknowledged his hidden truth, sending ripples of change through his being. As the words hung in the air, a wave of acceptance washed over him, mingling with the confusion and fear that clouded his thoughts. Before he could dwell on his newfound revelation, Jafar swiftly sprung into the lamp.

Jafar's eyes danced with triumph as he took a step closer to Lex, his movements predatory and sinuous. With a swift motion, he caressed Lex thighs and member through the delicate fabric of the harem pants. A moan escaped Lex's lips as he felt the undeniable response of his body to Jafar's touch. The genie's dark eyes held a predatory gleam as he watched Lex' cock respond eagerly to his dominance. "That's mine now, right?" he purred, his voice dripping with power and desire. Lex's response was a guttural moan, a simple "Yes, Master," escaping his lips as he surrendered to the overwhelming sensations coursing through him. Jafar's grip on Lex's chin was firm yet gentle as he lifted his gaze, locking eyes with him in an unspoken command. "Show me your devotion," he demanded, his voice laced with undeniable authority. Feeling a mix of devotion and arousal, Lex knelt before Jafar, his hands trembling as he reached for the genie's leather-clad thighs.

As he sucked Jafar’s dick, his mind clouded with submission, a strange eagerness washing over him. The genie's deep chuckle filled the air as Lex' obedience pleased him.

As Jafar reached the heights of pleasure, Lex obediently swallowed every drop of his master's cum, savoring it with an appetite fueled by his submission. Jafar's dark laughter mixed with Lex's moans, creating a symphony of domination and pleasure within the confines of the magical lamp.  Just when the intensity of the moment peaked, a sudden interruption shattered the moment. The shop owner's return brought a jolt of reality to the surreal scene unfolding before him. Declan's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight of the genie and the student, frozen in a moment of twisted bliss. "Ah, Declan, your timing is impeccable as always," Jafar's voice dripped with smooth amusement, his gaze lingering on Lex with a knowing look. Lex's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, unsure of what would come next in this unexpected encounter between master, servant, and unwitting spectator. The air crackled with tension, a sense of anticipation hanging heavy in the magical shop.

Declan's voice cut through the silence like a sharp blade, "Jafar, I wish that you let the boy free!" His words held a tone of authority that demanded obedience. Jafar's eyes narrowed, but he begrudgingly complied, knowing he had to obey Declan's wish. "Your wish is my command, master," he hissed through clenched teeth. In a swirl of magic and smoke, Lex was released from the confines of the lamp, standing once more in the shop, his eyes wide with a mix of relief and confusion.

Declan approached Lex, his gaze filled with sympathy as he explained the gravity of the situation. "I arrived just in time. A few minutes later, and Jafar would have transformed you into a genie for good," he revealed, his tone grave yet comforting. Gratitude swelled within Lex as he realized the extent of Declan's intervention. He had been spared a fate worse than he could imagine.

Lex mind was still reeling from the whirlwind of the events that had unfolded and he felt a sense of overwhelming fatigue wash over him. "I think that's enough excitement for one day. It's time for me to leave," he mumbled wearily, ready to escape the bewildering events of the day. Yet, Declan's words halted him in his tracks, his gaze locking onto Lex with a mix of intent and purpose. "As you have already swallowed Jafar’s seed, you have gained magical powers that need to be trained," Declan explained, his tone unwavering. "You must become my sorcerer apprentice now."

Lex's mind reeled at the sudden shift in his destiny. From a simple student on holiday to now a budding sorcerer under Declan's guidance, his life had taken a dramatic turn.

Though Declan reassured him that Jafar's revelation about his supposed hidden gay desires was part of the genie's corrupting influence, a lingering sense of longing remained within Lex. The memory of serving Jafar, albeit under false pretenses, had stirred something deep within him.

As Lex embarked on this new chapter of his life, delving into the world of magic and sorcery under Declan's tutelage, he couldn't shake off the echoes of his encounter with the genie. The allure of power, the pull of submission, and the whispers of forbidden desires tugged at the edges of his consciousness.

And so, Lex's journey into the realm of mysticism and enchantment began, marked by the lingering shadows of his past encounter and the uncertain promise of what lay ahead as he navigated the path to becoming a powerful sorcerer and, perhaps, mastering the depths of his own desires.

[siremasterlawrence]

Genie In My Bottle

“Ugh! WHAT THE FUCK?” I shout to the hell of a world all while accidentally tripping on a lamp. It hits the end ground rolling in to a alley way as I run in to it to see what it looks like with a golden lamp.The tip of it blows up with smoke filling up all of the alley way to its brim exploding in to my face. In my own surprise I see a strange form of a man appearing in the middle of the scene it is insane. He looks last to the world as the smoke is now clearing standing tall and he does a sexy pose. His red lips widen open revealing glistening white teeth shine brightly and blinding me in my eyes.

Ignoring him he took my side some how he is a exact copy of Chris Evans the famous actor who played Captain America. I am so confused simply do to the fact he is not him and he winks me with this sexy ass expression.He takes a few steps towards me as I back up in to the wall behind him and he checks me out. He leans on to me his breath forcefully blew in to my nose as I cough hardly and my eyes roll back. He feel backwards his head hit the wall shaking with the blood curling as it is pooling out. I fall unconsciously being taken to a new dimension with just him and me to stay forever.

The steam still ever flowing from his body as it hits the air leaving an inviting stench I cannot begin to describe. My body feels like it’s in autopilot mode being lifted off ofground and floating in mid air to meet himhalfway. He smirks leaning in to press his lips on mine a su firmly take control and kiss him slowly. Mind is in overdrive doing all my best effort to regain some semblanceof my own sanity and figure out what the hell is happening. He notices it instantly placing two fingers on my forehead as they glow making a mind link betweenus. Instantly, it is like magic because I know everything in existence, what’s to come and he melds in to me a mere toy.

“Who…who…who are you?”

“I am your Genie!”

“Genies are a fictional creation”

“Your movies and television lie”

“Why do you look like him?”

“Chris Evans?”

“Your DNA gave me in put”

“I know you crush on him”

“Yeah so!”

“He is your fantasy “

“You want him so bad”

“He is your craving needs”

“Oh My God! Ok ok”

“Do you prefer someone else “

“No! No! At All”

“I love you “

“Wait! What?”

“I am your Genie”

“How about we play some basketball? “

“I detest…”

“Sports I know “

“I’ll play for you “

“I love you “

“You have no idea who I am”

“I heard that”

“I hate your damn reality “

“Remake it then”

“Do you love me?”

“I love someone “

“I hate you “

“Will you be mine?”

“I am your Genie”

“Make a basket ball court “

“Voila! As you wish!”

“Entertain me!”

“Yes! My Master”

“You can call me Chris”

“Too weird “

“Oh! By the way”

“Wake up”

“It was dream?”

“Read the note”

“This can’t be real”

“Hell yeah!”

“I love you”

“Where is that voice coming from?”

“Read the note”

“Fuck off!”

“Yes Master”

“I pick it up”

“And?”

“What is this crap?”

“Just read!”

“Ugh!”

Dear Master Lawrence,

This will be a quick note letting you know I am all yours forever and the genie bottle onthe night stand next to you because you canbring me to life.

Pack your bags and head over to Boston to hunt Chris Evans and ensure him with the bottle.

See you soon

Yours truly

A day later I am landing in Boston tracking all of Chris movements to a supermarket easily I find him by the fruits.

“Sorry Chris”

“Enter the bottle “

Sssswwwwwwooooooooooppppppppp

BOP

“Master Lawrence, I have returned “

The end

[theartofjoydawood]

The great Robin Williams with genie for Disember Day 9!

*Fun fact for my non-Arabic speakers - Abu means ‘father’. In the Middle East, a dad is usually referred to as “Abu + the eldest son’s name”.

[100bpm]

Aladdin

[dragonsruby]

You mean to tell me that Marvel Comics published an issue of the Aladdin comic series where Aladdin and Jasmine swapped bodies, and THE FANDOM IS NORMAL ABOUT IT????

"You big blue boob..."

~ Aladdin (or Jasmine), "Trading Places," 1995