#∗ —— ❝ muse 》 sinbad

[deadmcnwalks]

[kusatta]

bold of y'alll to assume me not knowing the source material will stop me from interacting with you. 90% of this blog's portrayls are pulled out of my ass. i rarely finish reading/watching source material. at this point all these characters are our ocs. i love learning abt them. source material who ?????

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Send me "Thoughts on" + a Character name and my muse will give their opinions of that character. || ACCEPTING!

Under the cut again since it's everyone!

"Uncle Sin...? He's really something special. Though he kinda worries me too. His rukh.. it's overwhelming."

"Seren is better than he'll ever be, it's why I picked her." he huffed. "I don't get the hype around that guy at all!" and anything he did notice he refused to acknowledge.

"I don't care, as long as he's not in En-nii's way." he hated dealing with politics, after all. "I guess he's kinda admirable in his own way, but he's not as great as he seems to think."

"He's strange, not like anyone else I've met." but in a way that felt... familiar somehow. He wasn't sure how he felt about it.

"I owe him everything, and I'd do anything for him." enough said.

"He gave me a chance to see the world, to follow my dreams." and despite that.. "I just wish I could have helped him in the same way."

"Of course I think he's great!" she hummed happily. "Irresponsible maybe, but fun!" she had nothing but care and respect for her King.

"I don't really know the guy... but he kinda reminds me of Solomon. In a weird sorta way." which was definitely a compliment in his book.

"...I wish I could have properly stood by his side." he made mistake after mistake, and never quite felt like he had lived up the expectations given to him.

"...?" that's him! He liked himself!

[burnxngslash]

message within the leaves: *  𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫. | -smooches all of jay's muses with holiday affection- <3 | sender: @divineslcyer | always open.

That was curious, but not unwelcomed that's for sure. It was a small token but that kiss will provide him with pleasant memories of this very feeling for the rest of the year.

Mmmf, now that was a way to ring in the holiday, the kiss from a beautiful woman. "You taste so much better than wine, but why stop at just the kiss when there's so much we can do to celebrate this wonderful holiday?"

No..he wasn't blushing..he wasn't blushing..nope..DAMN, he's blushing. The kiss she gave him had turned his face so red that it might even give his father Kaioken a run for its money. A light chortle left his lips as Gohan sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. "Th-thank you Mish.."

Talk about a surprise, never thought miss exotic would have given him the time or the day to be THIS giving for the holidays. "Thanks a lot Red."

What bravery from his vassal, to present the king, NAY the one that exalts highest above all creation with something as minuscule as a kiss. No riches, no blood sacrifice..or a damn video game..just a kiss and fully clothed too, cur. "I hope you know there are consequences to such an empty 'gift'"

[kyujosha-arc]

xxvi. ;; ic ﹚ sinbad anvari !

✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   call for transmissions. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   call for interactions. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   call for narratives. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   call for dynamics. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   entering a reality. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   reality in progress. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   mirror image. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   fashion sense. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   musings and isms. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   transmission received. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   dynamic desires ﹚ romantic. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   dynamic desires ﹚ familial. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   dynamic desires ﹚ platonic. ✦   ┊   「   sinbad a.   」   dynamic desires ﹚ antagonistic.

[burnxngslash]

━━   ❝   𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞.   ❞  It was also straight to the point as well, no showboating or anticipation for some grand reveal. Sinbad wanted change, he wanted fairness for the common man, protection for the meek and more importantly the eradication of WAR. His year in this world had taught him so much, all about a terrible war between archons and how this very land stands as the aftermath of that war. So many centuries later and people STILL suffered their renowned Archons.

“Loyalty, my lady I can do many things but convince you to my cause on the first visit? That would be NOTHING short of a miracle.” Sinbad reaches forward and takes her hand, it might have been a..BOLD thing to do but as she’d feel he’d slip something in her grasp and disguised this discreet action by bringing her hand closer to him, then a gently planted upon the back of her hand before he’d slowly walked away from her, of course not taking his eyes off her for a second as he nears the edge of the thick branch. “When the sun sets and the moon shows itself in the sky, meet me at Uyuu’s.” Just like that he walks off the edge of the branch and falls freely, once low enough his body is engulfed in a brilliant light and from there the only thing that the eye can decipher was a tailed beast flying away.

The parting gift Sinbad left in her hand was of course an all-expense coupon for Uyuu Restaurant..several full-course meals for one. It gave the impression as though Sinbad had already planned to dine her in a way of DISCUSSING his proposition. The only thing left was her believing whatever he’d have to say from then on, about the abyss..or the harbingers for that matter. The day quickly marches on since that moment and the moon replaces the sun in the sky with stars dazzling in its wake. Sinbad of corse, always punctual was already waiting at the restaurant. Hair done to perfection and he’s even dressed for the occasion in regal inazuman wear.

MIKO HAS TO BITE BACK A LAUGH, the corners of her lips curling mirthfully, a delicate, humored giggle leaving her mouth instead. Oh this one is interesting. The ego on him is incredible, a child declaring himself the hero of a story. He would make for such a fun novel character. Not only are his ambitions grand but he talks of the Archon's folly to her closest confidante. Were she any less magnanimous, she might suspect him of treason. Maybe even call the Tenryou Commission to haul him away. But no, she's having fun.

It's not that she doesn't disagree with his criticisms of the current rule. The Sakoku Decree has been famously unpopular and she's seen plenty of parishioners pray for an end to the Vision Hunt. While her formal role in Inazuma is as the Shogun's right hand and leader of a shrine dedicated in her owner, she's not without her own criticisms. She's always been the type to speak her mind, regardless of social status. It's only with the past few decades that she's learned to speak more intentionally. But as far as her own movements in this turmoil, she has no intentions of revealing her hand. These things take time and if handled incorrectly, could result in further devastation. And Ei nor her puppet have ever been the compromising type.

"My, you certainly are ambition. That's a good quality in a young man. I did not realize I was in the midst of such a hero," she bats her lashes to soften her sarcasm. "Though I am unsure why you've brought such a lofty proposition to me. This shrine is dedicated to honoring Her Eternal Excellency," she glances briefly across the shrine, still full of visitors. She hums, once again tapping the fan to her mouth. "I can offer you no formal word of loyalty, as we've only just met. And while I am intrigued, I don't think such a conversation is appropriate in the middle of my shrine. There is a small town to the east of this mountain's base. Perhaps if you were to meet me there and treat me to dinner, I might further lend you my ear." And yes, she has noticed the effect he's having on her maidens. Oh, to be young and foolish.

[sunny-mercya]

Treacherous Love

Po–& Obsessive! False! Sinbad x Male Reader

Fandom -> MAGI

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Having you in his arms, during the early rise of another glorious sun basking morning, was a blessing of comfort for him—reminder that he has won.

While you might haven't been in your best shape these past weeks, bedridden with stress-fever and fatigue of an aching body—muscles, bones and limps still not properly healed over the last years from not only a long past, but also from a recently present fight—Sinbad still had a pleasuring night with you.

Sinbad had a tight grip on your shackle free wrist, tracing his thumb over the bumpy rough whiteish—which resembles more like a strike of lightning or a starry filled row in the nights sky—patch of scared skin.

It's a constant reminder of pain filled past for the both of you and yet, whenever he traces the skin—taking a glance—he felt a wave of pridefulness rushing through him.

After all it had been him, Sinbad himself (and not Kouen) who had freed you—all those years ago, from the iron clutches of slavery—befriended you and brought you back to your kingdom, creating a new alliance and trade-partner.

It had been him, him alone. He's your saviour, the only man you need in your life—Sinbad's the man you're now married to, the only person you will love and be devoted till the very end—till Death.

»Rest well my prince« whispered Sinbad huskily into your ear, prepping a few kisses over your face and onto your swollen lips, knowing well that you're way too out of it—deep in slumber, to be aware of anything around you in your non conscious state.

Sinbad pulled out from you, stretching his body and getting out of the warm comfort of the bed—although he rather wanted to sleep in and having you cuddle up in his arms.

~~~•~~~

Sinbad heaved out a sigh, slumping in his seat as the stacks of paperworks and parchments towering over him on his desk.

Such a tedious task to do as a king, mused Sinbad—rather preferring you on his lap or walking through the palace garden with you, than doing paperwork—but alias, he needs to suffer through it anyways.

His folk is—just like you—priority over everything.

»Nadia says [Name] might be healthy enough to leave bed early this afternoon. So, if you complete your tasks, you can be there.« Ja'far dropped another roll of parchment onto his desk, while informing Sinbad of your health, leaving the study without waiting for a reply.

Sinbad smiles, Ja'far—his good dear friend—had gone a bit colder towards him, but hearing about your health improvement does lift Sinbads mood and he's ready to complete all his today paperworks neatly, just so he could be with you again.

Maybe, if you're coherent enough, Sinbad would carry you through the gardens—after all, you're found of flowers and he knows how much enjoyment they brought you—but he rather would have a repeat of last night, nibbling on your skin again and hearing your moans of his name.

~~~•~~~

With a gaps—sitting up in a rush—as if someone had sucked out all the air of breath from your lungs, you awoke from the clutches of dreams—which felt more like a nightmare, getting more and more realistic—and for a moment you didn't recognises your own bedroom, till you spotted the familiarity of the embroidery rug on the wall.

While still feeling the pain of last nights activity in your lower area, you turned your head towards the open window—a slight breeze of salty sea air passing thru and where an ever so blue summer sky was permanent yet again.

Today you felt much better than you had been in the last few weeks, more energetic even and your limps tingling—when heaving yourself out of bed, holding onto the sheets for support—for some movements again as they feel rather stiff and sore and more like a deadweight.

Longing for some much needed fresh air and a change of scenery, you decided—since you didn't know when either Sinbad or Nadia would come to you—to get yourself ready and making your way out of the room and into the gardens.

The Gardens, every kind of them—especially the ones in your home country and (those you preferred much more) in the Kou-Empire—had always been your favourite place to be, just seeing the colourful beauty of floral variety and growing nature had something magnificent magical to it (and it been joked, that the way to your heart would be flowers, which was definitely true—because otherwise you wouldn't have been married a second time)

Walking on the sandy paths through the garden, you felt the slight breeze of summer—which ghosted your skin—and the ray of sun, basking in their warmth, truly a good day to be outside and yet a sense of homesickness rolls over your joyful mood, damping it down.

Sindria—despite having a bit of lonesomeness now, as all your friends had gone back to their respective countries and now, although Sindria being big in populations (not as large as Reim or Kou of course) it feels as if it was only you, Sinbad, Ja'far and Nadia in the palace—was your home now, but so had been the Kou-Empire once as well and you missed it greatly.

You stopped at the pond, sitting down next to it—an ache flaring up heatedly in your legs, having put a bit—even when walking slowly and with steady steps, looking a bit wobbly—too much strain for your muscles—and while gazing upon the waters surface, seeing your own reflection in it, you sucked in a breath.

Kouen.

The tears welled up in your eyes and the first sobs rips through your lips—feelings of guilt and shame crawls through your heart, because not only haven't you thought of Kouen in a long time, but you also haven't send a prayer to him in the above.

Kouen had been your first husband, he's the man which had captured your heart—after whisking you away from your suffocating family and demanding an arrangement marriage with you—and who you loved so deeply, like the mortal prince had loved the godly sun.

And dear, dear god, do you miss Kouen—missing him so much, that your heart could break once more—and this time, no one could mend it into a healing—that you could weep for hours and days long once more again, because you just miss Kouen.

Of course you loved Sinbad such as much—as you had loved Kouen—otherwise you wouldn't have married him, but sometimes your heart aches for what's lost now and new wave of guilty regrets washes over you.

It had been Sinbad—after Kouens death—who had been there, in your weeping hours and comforting you through your grieving thoughts.

It had been Sinbad who took care of you, when you had been injured badly during a battle and gave you the much needed support throughout your recovery.

It had been Sinbad, whose understanding enough to give you some needed time of grievance and space—before confessing his love to you and showering you in nothing but sweet love, mending your broken heart back with a new flourishing love.

»My prince is crying, why?«

You flinched in surprise upon hearing Sinbads voice so close to you hear and his arms around your stomach—Sinbad lifts you back up into a standing, moving you in his arms that you're facing him.

When looking up at your husband, through tear stained eyes, you notice the sky's colour being now of orange and red—feeling upset with yourself, how you had wasted days time with crying.

You widen your eyes in horror, couldn't believe that you missing Kouen—and the still remaining grief—was a waste of time, how could you dare to think such unforgivable mean thought.

»Tell me, [Name]. What does made my prince so sad?« Sinbad asks again, swaying slightly with you from side to side—holding you close as you closed your eyes and leaned your head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat.

»I'm sorry Sinbad, I'm sorry. It's not fair to you, but I just keep missing Kouen....«

Sinbad shush you, telling you that it's alright—while leading you back inside the palace and towards the bedroom—but there's a visible sneer of anger on his face.

~~~•~~~

It had been past midnight, when Sinbad had been finished with you—after rounds and rounds of passionate love making and marking your skin with all sorts of bruises (especially love bites, tons of them), just to make it clear—to remind you—to whom you belong now.

After all, you're married to Sinbad and you belong solely to him and only him—so you still thinking of Kouen, after all these years and the damned work Sinbad had put into to have you return his love, makes Sinbad incredibly upset—mad even—and he had to stop himself from strangling you into unconsciousness, just to show who's your King.

~~~•~~~

Ja'far—as your friend—could only pity you, because despite your love for Sinbad was nothing but genuine sincere (and stupid naïve), Sinbads love to you was only a possession for him.

Sinbad wasn't Sinbad anymore, Ja'far knew this all too well—but you? You still believed it's the same Sinbad from childhood, who had been so heroic and promised you a better future.

And while Ja'far would always be on Sinbad side, he does pray to the heavens that you realise just how toxic Sinbad has become and free yourself from him.

To be tagged -> @hunn1e-bunn1e ,

[flinnirthefruityfiend]

A list of songs for dragons and for sirenic creatures

I'm a sirenic dragon (a type dragon with a siren song or tendencies but not an actual siren or mermaid) and I wanted to make a list of music that gives me dragon vibes but also a list that gives me siren vibes. This is based on my type of creature specifically, and since dragons and sirenic creatures vary a lot, not everyone may relate

Draconic music

Draconic goth

Lovers from the past by mareux

Secret and Sin by sanguis et cinis

Immaculata by sanguis et cinis

I wanna be your dog by mephisto walz

Dusk is like a dagger by the frozen autumn

Kiss of death by the shroud

Neverland by la Scaltra

Roseglass by house of harm

Atmosphere by corpus delicti

Sadness by malice mizer

Draconic hip hop

Little girl gone by chinchilla

Nun I'd change by yeat

Flawless by yeat (electric guitar remix)

Body partz by luci4

Draconic punk

Call me by blondie (preferably the slowed and reverbed version lol)

Love at the pier by blondie

Draconic rock and metal

Superbeast by rob zombie

Living dead girl by rob zombie

Supermassive black hole by muse

Therefore I am by rain paris

Happier than ever by billie eilish

Bad romance by halestorm

This is Halloween by marilyn manson

Freak on a leash by korn

More human than human by white zombie

Awoken by glaze (rock but also pretty electric)

Riot by three days grace

Draconic pop and indie

Christmas kids by roar (preferably slowed and reverbed)

Who is she by imonster (again preferably slowed)

This charming man by the smiths

Welcome and goodbye by dream ivory

Mad hatter by melanie martinez

Skyfall by adele (this is more orchestral pop tho)

Sirenic music

Sirenic goth

Siren by sad lovers and giants

Come to me (song of the water nymph) by inkubus sukkubus

Dusk is like a dagger by the frozen autumn

Painted gold by claire voyant

Sudden cold by winter severity index

Sea within a sea by the horrors

Sirenic folk and celtic

Caribbean blue by enya

Lure of the siren by mo coulson

Will o' the wisp by erutan

My jolly sailor bold (tamaras version)

Scarborough fair by nati dreddd and cullen vance

Riverside by agnes obel

Sirenic music with little instrumental and/or little lyrics

My jolly sailor bold by lauren palley

Hymn to the sea (stairwell ver) by lauren palley

Siren song by summer davis

Siren song from sinbad

Sirenic rock and metal

Over the hills and far away by nightwish

Selkie by blackbriar

Sirenic pop and indie

The other woman by lana del rey

Aphrodite by honey gentry

Love like you by rebecca sugar

Apocalypse by cigarettes after s**

Margaret by lana del rey w/ the bleachers

Escapism from steven universe

Luv note by chloe moriondo

Sirenic bossa nova

Being human from steven universe

Tú by maye

Billie bossa nova by billie eilish

[davidluongart]

A silly art piece of the gang couple in the 90s Disney and Dreamworks art style!!! Paying tribute to the some of my favorite series growing up: Dreamworks’ Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas and The Prince of Egypt, Disney’s Aladdin and Hercules.

I always imagined the Charites would wore the same as the Muses in the movie, albeit more colorful and patterns!!! The original designs of Aphrodite and Ares by Lisa Kudrow in the Disney Hercules film and series are also unironically my favorite, so I kind of took a little inspiration from them as well.

[lxmitlxss]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mobile Friendly Muse List

as of 08/29/24

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Xerxes Break

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Yeah I haven't finished this one so BE KIIIIIIND

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Leon Kuwata

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Black Butler

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Alois Trancy

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Ronald Knox

Mashle: Magic and Muscles

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Hazbin Hotel

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Fenris

Persona

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Sojiro Sakura

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Yu Narukami

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Princess Tutu

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Fakir

Mr. Cat

Droccelmeyr

Pike & Lillie

Pretear

Himeno Awayuki

Hayate

Sasame

Kei

Go

Mannen

Hajime

Shin

Petite Princess Yucie

Arrow/Arc

Gaga

Cube

Soul Eater

Soul Evans

Death the Kid

Dr. Stein

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[fairydares]

was reading some (in-fucking-credible) sydcarmy fics and noticed that there's very few AUs. at first was musing that like yeah, that makes sense. because both of them--individually and even moreso together--are their work.

however, after giving it some thought, i can think of one movie with a similar dynamic which could serve as an AU:

Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas. one of my favorite movies from when i was a kid. a story about how real love isn't about staring gooily into each other's eyes, but looking out in the same direction together.

a bit silly-seeming maybe, especially for the god-tier writers who seem to have gathered to write fics for this fandom (seriously, holy shit) but thought i'd share the suggestion <3

[baringtccthxx]

OC/CANON MULTI-MUSE BLOG.

canons:

Alphonse Elric (Fullmetal alchemist)

Zapp renfro (Kekkai Sensen)

Kafka hibino (kaiju no.8)

Roronoa zoro (one piece)

whirl (transformers idw)

Sebastian Castellanos (evil within)

Ocs:

Edward•Dante•Sinbad•Ron•varik•adrian

Saburo•Blake•Shadowman•Cyrus•requiem

Jonathan•Akira•Orion•William•Bishop

Dastrik•Verin

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[morimakesfanart]

Sindria's Prophet #34

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[AO3] [wattpad]

*Sinbad feeling jealous and possessive (this is why I put the kinda yandere tag on AO3) (it will also become a thing for a while so expect to see it tagged here often) ~POV Generals~ What had they just witnessed? Mori waved at them as she left to return to the festival; all the while, the Womanizer of the Seven Seas stared after her instead of paying attention to the women on his lap. No one had expected Mori to flirt with Sinbad to tell him 'no,' but clearly it was affective. All of the Generals knew of the growing soft spot Sinbad was forming for his Prophet, but never had they expected their over confident King to look so lost.

The giant's laugh boomed across the whole platform, Sharrkan whistled, and Yam squealed.

Yam was barely able to contain herself. "The Rukh are going crazy! There's no way he could deny his feelings after that!!! Mori will definitely move into the Purple Leo Tower sooOOoon~!"

Pisti giggled and added. "Why stop there? She should just move straight into King Sinbad's bed."

Sharrkan gestured towards them with his cup. "Here's to you two making winning the bet better for my pockets."

On the first day the Generals met Mori they started placing bets. Would Sinbad realize his feelings before going to the Kou Empire? Would Mori be moved into the Purple Leo Tower as soon as Sinbad realizes? Both women immediately bet that Mori would move into the Purple Leo Tower before the trip to the Kou Empire -Yam because of what she saw in the Rukh, and Pisti because she thought she could push them into it with enough interventions and it was funny to her. Nearly all the Generals placed bets one by one. Sharrkan waited until after the meeting the other day, when he decided on Sinbad not being interested in Mori at all.

Yam yelled at her 'Arch Nemesis,' "What's that supposed to mean??"

"Have you seen our King? If he was actually interested in Mori this would be over already."

"Are you blind??"

Drakon commented at the other table. "He can be very stubborn, but it seems even Sinbad is finally notices the change in himself." The first household member had bet that his King would ultimately figure it out before his trip to the Kou Empire.

Hina mused. "He's like a little kid having a crush for the first time. At least he's mature enough to not pull their hair as he struggles to figure it out." The giant's bet was on Sin not realizing his feelings until after he leaves for the Kou Empire. Their separation would be the trigger.

"True," Drakon agreed, "but he doesn't have the best track record. Sinbad has no experience with a real relationship."

"Ain't that the truth. Still, I'm sure we'll be hearing good news soon."

Drakon smiled and nodded with his old friend.

Pisti yelled, "I have to know what she said!" before following after Mori.

For the record: Masrur had added to both Drakon and Hina's bets instead of making his own -he trusted the experience of 2 men that had actually gotten married over the words of a womanizer. Spartos refused to be a part of the bet on principle. Nearly all of the Generals agreed on 1 thing: as soon as/if Sinbad accepts he's in love, nothing could stop him. Ja'far was the outlier on that point. Sinbad was following Mori's pace whether he was conscious of it or not. If Mori wasn't ready he'd hold back which meant that even if Sin did realize his feelings, there was a high chance that nothing would change right away, so the only bet he placed was against Sharrkan.

--- ~POV Mori~ I held back giggling until I was out of sight. I don't know if Sin naturally gets more subby when he's drunk but it was in line with how he's shown getting clingy and sappy when drunk in the og and side comics. Regardless, doming him was thrilling. It was obvious that Sinbad preferred being the dom, but as a switch, I was happy to learn he could be a good sub for me under the right conditions~ (I may be asexual, but I'm the horny sex favorable type, and into BDSM.) I know I won't have an opportunity to actually be sexual with Sinbad since we'll never be in a relationship -I set those rules to protect myself- so I would just have to enjoy playing with him outside of a bedroom.

I meant what I told him too; he can be with whomever he wants when I'm not around because if someone is mine they will come back to me with their full attention -not that Sinbad was actually mine. 'That shocked expression on him was so cute!' This felt wonderful. For that moment I was the only thing he could think about. It was almost like he had feelings for me. It didn't stop me from being pissed though. 'He really asked me to join a bunch of call girls that were being paid to fawn over him??' At least he took his punishment well, so I was able to let off some steam.

It wasn't enough though. I had too much energy left. The mix of negative feelings barely hiding under the good ones were a strong reminder to my ex fiancé. Wish fulfillment would only trigger me. I needed a distraction asap. There was still one thing I hadn't gotten to do yet at this festival -and I love dancing and singing- so I chose that.

As if to answer my wish, the waves brought Pisti to me. After I answered her questions, she was more than happy to help me learn the dances here in Sindria. Most of the dancers were locals, but there was an area where tourists were learning some of the basics. Pisti stayed with me until one of her boyfriends showed up and whisked her away. By that point I had found my rhythm so I didn't have a problem with not knowing anyone. No one would bother me here. The more I embraced the moment and unmasked, the happier I was. Finally. This was what I needed. The waves helped me learn the patterns of the music and dances, so I could keep up better. --- ~POV Generals~ The women around Sinbad whined for his attention, and he returned it, but barely. It was obvious to everyone who had known him through the last decade that his heart wasn't in it. The Womanizer of the Seven Seas was unable to keep it up. He got up and walked to the edge of the platform alone. He was standing there before Pisti came back and remained staring out at the festival after she returned and explained that Mori wouldn't be back anytime soon.

Sahel, Drakon's wife, smiled. "I see why you thought it was different this time."

Her husband nodded, "I believe this might be the moment I was waiting for. Our King is finally thinking about it in earnest."

Sharrkan grumbled into his cup. "If he realized he likes her, then why isn't he doing anything?"

Sahel answered, "He's still processing his feelings." She looked between her husband and Hina. "Teasing him will only make him double down."

The giant rested an arm on the table and leaned on it. "Then how would you push him?"

She put down her cup and turned towards their King. "Your Majesty!" Sahel called out and Sinbad looked back at her. "You should go after her if you're that worried!"

The King pressed a hand against his closed eyes before combing it through his bangs.

"It will make you feel better!"

Sin turned back towards the festival.

Hinahoho snorted another laugh. "I thought you said not to tease him!"

"Give it time."

--- ~POV Mori~ When I finally stepped off the dance floor, the moon was high in the sky. I got carried away and turned wrong, so my left hip tried to pop out of the socket. I've had loose joints since I was little so I knew how to take care of it. After putting it back in place, I tried to find a place to sit down; my legs felt ready to give out on me. Most of the benches were taken up by the elderly, and families with young children just like earlier. I finally found a spot a bit out of the way. As soon as I sat down, I knew I was not going to be able to get up for a while; my feet, back and hips burned from over use even after fixing my bone alignment. My feet would be fine in an hour (I pace all the time), but I could tell I wouldn't be so lucky with the rest. I looked around at the view that was going to keep me company while I rested. Luckily, I could still see the King's platform from here, and the steps leading up to the Palace over the city- "Shit." 'I have to climb those steps, and the steps of the guest tower get to my room. Maybe I should stay at a hotel tonight. I'll send Sin the bill since this is his fault.' --- ~POV Sinbad~ Somehow, that was the hottest thing Sinbad had ever experienced and it was someone turning him down. None of what happened made any sense to him while it was happening. That feeling only Mori gave him had filled him to the point of stupidity. Mori said they fell for him while reading his Fate; even if it was said in jest, there had to be some truth in it, so how could they turn him down? Becoming sober let him remember Mori admitting to being a tease on purpose. 'Damnit.'

No matter how much the others made fun of their King, he wouldn't budge. Nothing was wrong with him. He wasn't sulking. Sure, not flirting with groups of women was the rarity for him, but the Prophet knew exactly how to get under his skin. He had been too drunk when Mori was messing with him, but not so drunk as to follow after them. Still, he couldn't deny that ever since they left he was abundantly aware of their absence. 'Maybe I should follow after them.' It is what he had wanted to do since morning.

Pisti had returned hours ago, but not the Prophet. Hina even took his children home to bed, and the other Generals started turning in, but Mori still hadn't returned. Ja'far let him know that the Sindrian knights that were guarding the Prophet were sending reports, but it wasn't enough. The King had to go make sure everything was fine with his own eyes.

The waves led him to where Mori was sitting on a bench farther away from the dance stages than he was expecting, and she wasn't alone. There was a group of men around her. The fact that Mori was smiling at them made something dark twist Sinbad's insides. She didn't like when he flirted with multiple people in front of her, and yet here she was doing the same thing to him -although, she didn't know he would see.

One of those men grabbed her hand and all of Sinbad's muscles tensed on reflexed. Mori's expression and tone hardened immediately. "What do you think you're doing?!" She wasn't interested in them at all. The only person she likes holding her hand is Sinbad.

He shouldn't feel this giddy that she rejected them. Maybe something was wrong with him after all. Sinbad called out to announce his presence. "So this is where my Beautiful Prophet has been." The men surrounding her froze in a satisfying way.

"King Sinbad!" Mori looked tired, and the glint in her eyes was relief that he came for her.

Sinbad shouldn't have held back from following after her. The waves rose the closer he got.

The man holding Mori's hand let go and took a step back after making eye contact with the King. Sinbad directed his words at his Beautiful Prophet, "It's getting awfully late," then scanned the faces of the group bothering her, "You were planning on coming back soon, weren't you?" And then looked back at her.

Mori's laugh was full the nerves. "I wanted to go back much earlier, but I uh..." she glanced at the recent problem before looking back at her King.

The group of men said some hurried good'byes before leaving around the corner. Too bad for them that the waves gave away that they were still there -just out of sight.

Sinbad offered Mori his hand. "Now that you're free, let me escort you back." He wanted to replace the memory of that man's hand with his own.

Mori took his hand with the one he wanted, but stayed sitting. "Thank you for coming to get me." They squeezed his hand.

His heart swelled; he squeeze her hand back. "The waves will always lead me to you whenever you need me."

Her face turned a little pink. "You never quit, do you?"

"Do you want me to?" Sin teased.

Mori's smile dropped as she seemed to think about his question honestly. She answered through a pout. "No... because then you wouldn't be you."

He laughed. "Good. Because I don't want to stop either." Mori's words always managed to warm his heart. "Shall we go back now?"

Her free hand gripped the fabric of her skirt. "People talking to me isn't the main reason I'm still here."

"Hmm?" he encouraged.

Her smile grew like a child being caught red-handed. "I danced so much that I hurt my hips..."

Sin wished he had seen it. "Ah- Pisti said you were dancing." The stage was too far away from where he sat. He'd have things rearranged for next time.

"Yeah. It was really fun but," she looked down at her legs, "I can tell my legs will give out if I try to walk back on my own right now." Her head whipped back up at him, and she flailed her free hand. "I was hoping I'd be better enough to walk back *before* someone came looking for me."

The feeling of being watched stole his attention for a moment. Those men were still watching from around the corner to see if Sinbad was going to leave Mori alone again. He hadn't been completely sure at first, but this was proof they were coveting his Beautiful Prophet. 'Now what should I do to make sure no one else-'

"HMM???" Mori's voice cracked and pulled his attention back to her. They made eye contact and she took her hand back from him to covered her face with both hands. "It's nothing! I'm tired so I just had a very dumb idea for how I could get back without walking."

"Oh?" This side of her always made him want to tease her. "I want to hear this 'dumb idea.'" Mori's knees tensed, and the way she moved one hand to pulled at the fabric there paired with her words and made a very interesting idea form in his own head. In fact, it was a good way make sure unnecessary people stayed away from Mori in the future. Sinbad didn't want to end up punishing his own citizens because his Prophet was too Beautiful to resist. The waves were on his side.

Mori released the remaining hand covering her face and started flailing it in front of herself as if she was trying to shoo something away. "Don't pay attention to it! I said it's stupid! It's not necessary!"

It took a second for Sinbad to realize what she was talking about. She was trying to shoo away the waves that were gathering around them. The waves were responding to his idea, but from Mori's reaction it was also the 'stupid idea' she was hiding. These waves were moving this way because they wanted the same thing! His heart felt like it was going to burst from that feeling only Mori gave him. He couldn't blame this on being drunk like he could earlier. He couldn't say if this feeling was what everyone thought it was yet -this was still too new to him to be sure- but he also couldn't deny that Mori was special to him. Sinbad had never felt particularly lonely, and yet meeting someone else that could undeniably feel the same waves as him gave him a sense of connection he didn't know he was missing.

He could respond properly, but that was less fun. "What shouldn't I pay attention to?" He smiled as he leaned over her.

Mori glared up at him, but he wouldn't respond until she said it directly. "My waves." Yes. She was the only other person that could feel the waves. She was able to understand an aspect of his lived experience that no one else would ever be able to truly understand. And what's more, she knew his greatest mistakes and still stayed by his side.

Sinbad laughed. "Yes. But what about them isn't necessary?" She was being too cute to correct right away.

Why wouldn't he want to make sure no one could take her from him? Surely, not wanting to keep her all to himself would be a true sign that there was something wrong with him. If this feeling was what everybody thought it was then he was starting to understand the hype.

"You-!" Her face was growing more red by the second. Mori clenched her eyes and turned her head down. "Their suggestion!" Her hands held her legs by her knees where the waves were focusing. When he didn't respond, Mori's eyes peeked up at him while her head continued to face down. "...It's not something a King should do, right? And... those rumors have already spread outside the Palace..."

She was right; only a few hours ago, he was intentionally trying to counter those rumors. And she rejected him because of that decision. King Sinbad let out a sigh he couldn't hold back and uncrossed his arms. Her expression was a challenge to deny it, and he obliged, "It's fine." He had let his Generals teasing bother him to the point that he missed something very important. Not anymore.

"But..." Mori's protest had no strength behind it.

Sinbad rested a hand on the back of the bench. She fell for him while reading his Fate, but she also couldn't see past everything she knew about him from those same visions -just like he had also been stuck in his own self perception. Yes, he was finally seeing things clearly. If Mori had never told him about those parts of her visions then he would have figured it out sooner. "Let me help you get back. I don't mind walking with you, but I have a feeling we've both thought of a faster method. These wave are responding to my will just as much as yours."

Mori broke eye contact. "But... I don't want to be the reason others pressure you about something you hate that much. In my visions you had a nightmare about being married." She's wasn't rejecting him because she's didn't want him. It was because she was afraid of being rejected by him if she crossed the line.

It was true that he had never he wanted to get married or have a partner before but, "I'm actually fanning those rumors on purpose right now." Mori's head whipped back to look at him; their expression asked the question they couldn't verbalize. He was fully willing and able to change to get whatever he wanted.

Mori's blush reached it's fullest extent. "Ah- um." They broke eye contact. "Gimme a minute."

"Take your time," was what he said but it wouldn't be long before they'd agree. The waves had only gotten stronger.

Not even 30 seconds later Mori furrowed their brow. "It is late. And I'm exhausted. And I shouldn't walk in this condition. And there's no way I'm going be better enough get there on my own tonight." Sin laughed at the excuses they were using to accept it. They looked up at him. "I don't know why you want to feed the rumors now, but don't ignore the new rule I placed when you want to get rid of them again."

There was no way in hell he'd flirt with anyone other than Mori when they were an option. "You'll never have to worry about me doing that ever again."

"Okay then." Their expression dared him to take it back, but he never would.

"Then, may I carry you, my Beautiful Prophet?" Sinbad learned earlier that night, that Mori prefers explicit over implicit consent, and using it on her made her pupils dilate in a very satisfying way.

Mori hid her face in her hands again. She took a few deep breaths as she regained the will to answer. A quiet, "Yes," snuck past her fingers, and was followed by a slightly louder, "I'll just be embarrassed."

"I can live with that." Sinbad reached down to follow through on the waves' direction. His right hand went under her knees, and his left around her shoulders. Mori continued to cover her face with her hands as he lifted her. She didn't hesitate to lean her head against his shoulder. The weight in his arms made that dark feeling from earlier dissipated completely. 'Mine.' Carrying her back would send the clearest message: Mori wasn't just Sindria's Prophet, she was Sinbad's Prophet.

((Time to remember to breathe. I was on a stay at home vacation this week so I was able to make time to finish this chapter. And because I had extra time I gave in and painted the last illustration :3

I'm going to try to have the last 2 chapters of the arc done very close to each other because of all the emotions involved))

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Send me "Thoughts on" + a Character name and my muse will give their opinions of that character. || ACCEPTING!

Since this is an in-character meme, I got silly and randomized my muses and made them each talk about one other muse, so those are below the cut since it's a longer post.

Settas Opinion on Masrur:

"Masrur...? Is that his name?" Setta paused, as if pondering deeply before he answered. "Well he seems like a good guy. Dependable and such, which is cool." A small hum left the ice mage, and he added onto the end.

"He's also buff, which is totally attractive. So thats a plus."

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Judals Opinion on Kouha:

"Kouha? Hes weird." The Magi sighed deeply, his tone blunt.

"He acts like he wants to make a mess of things, but only when Kouen and Koumei aren't around. Its boring. If he spent more time with me we could have fun, buuut.." he shrugged. "I guess hes fine to hang around with."

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Sinbads Opinion on Aladdin:

"His name is Aladdin? He looks nice!"

The boy seemed pleased, swinging his legs as he spoke. "He said he travels a lot too! I wanna know more!" granted that was his opinion on anyone that had a story to tell, but still.

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Kou!Aladdins Opinion on Setta:

"Setta...? Never heard of him. But he seems to know the Empress?"

Which was strange, considering his informal nature. Usually people who came to see her were much more refined. "He's kind of weird. He doesn't fit in here at all." But in truth? The little Magi thought that was kinda cool in its own way.

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Aladdins Opinion on Pisti:

"Miss Pisti? Shes super nice!" Aladdin hummed with a bright smile at the mention of the blonde general. "I like her animals, and she makes pretty music for us when shes around." He liked playing his flute with her, at the very least.

"She's not as pretty as Yamu-san is, though.."

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Vittels Opinion on Sinbad:

"The little Sinbad...? I mean, Hes so cute--!"

The lavender haired assassin couldn't help the happy laugh that left him. He had a soft spot for kids, and Sin was no exception. "I can't believe hes the same guy as Sin, its crazy~" was that a dig at the King?

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Mystras' Opinion on Judal:

"Judal's a brat." Mystras didn't bother mincing his words, his expression going sour at the mention of the Magi. "Him and that Princess... I don't trust either of them." With that he sighed, though.

"But even if I don't trust them, I do trust Sinbad. He wouldn't steer us wrong."

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Pistis Opinion on Mystras:

"I didn't get to know Mystras very well, but he seemed like a nice guy."

Pisti made a face. She joined the Eight Generals well after the First Sindrian War. Those that perished during the conflict were... less than familiar to her. "...Spartos has told me a lot about him." And based solely on what he had said? Pisti was sure she would have liked him a lot.

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Masrurs Opinion on Vittel:

"...Vittel was a good friend."

Masrur didn't like thinking about the War, about who they had lost. The memory of standing vigil over Rurumu... still felt fresh despite the years that had passed. But he inhaled deeply, glancing to the side. "He was always looking out for the younger members of our group.." he didn't get it at the time, but he appreciated it now. "It's a shame he's not here." that any of them weren't here. He didn't seem to want to say anything else.

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Kouhas Opinion on Kou!Aladdin:

"Aladdin is pretty fun." Kouha hummed at the mention of his countries Magi. "A bit naive, but I appreciate him." He did stop, glancing around to see who was near before continuing.

"Theres something about him. A look in his eyes... I just hope he stays safe. That's all."

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Starter call

Theme for the day: 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒/𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈-𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐒

Hit this for a small starter from one of the muses listed below and IF there's a muse I have you think I've missed and would be considered a villain or anti-hero then don't shy to DM or even comment.

Gilgamesh

Amakusa Shirou

Arsene Lupin

Sesshoumaru

Eren Jaeger

Sinbad

Goku Black

Kazama Jin