#aladdin oneshot

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Grin and Bear It

By taytayloulou @bunny-lou

On Archive of Our Own 

Status: Complete; Oneshot; 45,526 words

Summary: The VKs finally meet the heroes of their parents' stories. It all goes to hell. 

My thoughts: Very good writing. There's time spent on each VK as they do their best to not make waves and fail miserably. Feel guilty, royalty of Auradon.

[animefankotaro]

Trans Aladdin

Aladdin couldn't believe where he was now. Not long ago he and Abu were living on the streets. They were stealing food from shops and lived in an abandoned old building. That all changed when he saw Jamine. He didn't know she was the Princess at first. But he didn't care; he loved her either way. When he got Genie he wished to be a Prince so she would fall in love with him. He knew it was wrong as he lied to her. That wasn't the only thing he lied to her about. There was one other thing he was keeping a secret and he knew he had to tell her.

“What a day.” Jasmine said getting ready for bed. She has a night gown on and has washed off her make up. “I never knew shaking so many hands would be so tiring.”

“No one said being a princess would be easy.” Aladdin told her.

“I suppose that's true. Though it did involve a lot of reading as a kid. I was always jealous of all the normal kids getting to run around outside while I was stuck studying.”

There's some good to that. Some of those kids didn't have real homes. Some of them... didn't have parents.” Jasmine frowned. She realized that she did have it better than others despite a non-normal childhood.

“Do you remember your parents?” Jasmine asked.

“Yeah. My mom died when I was a kid. She did everything she could to help though. After she died I was on my own. It was hard at first but I adjusted. We all have to take care of ourselves eventually.”

“And your father?” Aladdin looked down not speaking for a moment.

“He left our family when I was little. All I have to remember him is a dagger.” Aladdin was silent again. Jasmine wrapped him up in a hug.

“I'm sorry.” It's okay. I've always had Abu. I also have a new family now.” Aladdin smiled at her. She really was beautiful. He could see why many princes tries to court her. “At least I'll have you with me.” “And I'll have you.” They gave each other a small kiss.

“You also know what it's like to lose a parent.” Aladdin said.

“My mother and I were pretty close. She used to tell me stories about how she met dad and that one day I would find a husband of my own. She would play with me in the yard and read to me.”

“How did she die?” Jasmine sighed.

“She got sick. There was nothing the doctor could do. Daddy and I were my her side when she went. She was holding my little hand and looking at me. She wanted the last thing she saw to be her most precious.” Jasmine cried a little.

“I'm sorry. I should not have brung that up.”

“You were going to find out sooner or later.” They were silent a moment before Aladdin spoke.

“Jamine.” He said rather nervously.

“Yes.”

“There's something I need to tell you. Something important.”

“Can it wait to tomorrow?” Jasmine yawned ready for bed. She stretched and got in bed.

“No. It can't. I need to tell you the truth.”

“The truth. You already told be the truth.” Jasmine looked rather confused.

“Not the prince thing. It's something else. It's the was I was born. I'm not like other guys” Jasmine looked more interested now. She looked at him with a curious eye. “I don't have the same body as most men.”

“What do you mean?”

“There's a reason I wear underwear to bed and don't allow you to see me naked. Under these clothes I'm like you.” “Jasmine looked more confused now.

“Like me. I don't understand.” Aladdin was quiet a moment before speaking again.

“My dad left before I told him so he never knew. He still doesn't know. When I told my mom I didn't know what would happen. Would she be mad or sad about it? Would she put me in a mental hospital or abandon me? But I couldn't live like it any longer. I couldn't be.... a girl any longer.” He looked at Jasmine who was looking at him. She didn't quite get it yet. “I was born a girl.”

“You were born a girl?” Aladdin nodded.

“Yes. I even had a different name and wore dresses. But it didn't feel right. Luckily my mom supported me and I became Aladdin.” Jasmine looked as if she had a millinon questions but she didn't look upset.

“So does that mean down there you don't have male parts?”

Yep.”

“How is your chest so flat?”

“I few years ago I had an operation done. It was probably stupid as it was a doctor in an alley rather than a real one but it was all I could afford. I had to steal a lot for that to afford it. But he took my breast off. If you look closely you can see some scars here.” Jasmine looked at Aladdin's chest and did see some scars on his breastplate.

“Did it hurt?” Jasmine asked concerned.

“Is Jafar evil?” Jasmine chuckled a little. “I know that mind change your thoughts about me but I...” “You're still Aladdin to me no matter what you look like under your clothes. Prince dress or rags.” She hugged him and he hugged back. “I have a question though. Why didn't you just wish to be a boy from the Genie?”

“Well I only had three and I wanted to make sure they would get us together. Besides, I hoped wishing to be a prince would do the trick. It didn't.”

“It doesn't matter. You're Aladdin inside which is all that counts.” They were about to kiss until the Genie got in the way in front of them.

“Th th th th that's all folks!” Genie said as Aladdin and Jasmine were wondering who he was talking too.

[lemkanada]

So who should I use in an desertic, Aladdin like AU thematic, rich/poor with you, reader being Noble? Meeting in a very specific way only for the other ending up following you around like a puppy. Ends up working for you.

Accepting humans or humanoids only.

Choose wisely, since the character will be a poor but handsome person. Being mistreated by most while they're trying to survive.

Its gonna be sweet fr fr.

Ty for yall help. 🙏

[nanamiscocksleeve]

For my request, can you write a oneshot featuring Nanami and a woman reader in an Aladdin AU with chastity and edging please? In the story, Nanami has been hired to work as a palace guard for the sultana aka the reader. But he realizes too late that part of the job involves having his cock locked in a chastity cage and enduring various edging tests to determine his willpower. What do you think?

As You Wish, Princess

I'm so sorry this took so long! Here you go! I truly had fun writing this because subby Nanami isn't requested too often. Also, the premise was really fresh, which is something I've been struggling with. Ideas for JJK seem to be going like hotcakes, and while I can appreciate different takes on the same idea, I always want mine to be different, even if it's slightly.

Warnings: MDNI, coercion, male chastity, edging, ruined orgasm, power dynamics, dubcon

Applying for a position as a palace guard for the precious sultana was something Nanami had done for two reasons; one, the pay was amazing, and two, the position came with living quarters. As someone who had lived a hard life in the small streets of the marketplace as a laborer, there had been no qualms in his mind when a man from the palace had walked through the dusty roads calling out that the palace was hiring help. 

When he’d arrived at the outer courtyard, looking dog-eared and dirty, the designated official had looked at him up and down, wrinkling his nose, but had refrained from saying anything on account of his impressively muscled and toned body, the long hours spent dragging bags of rice, wheat, and other essential grains making him akin to a sharp, chiseled, marble statue, something that should belong in a museum for others to wonder at. He towered over the puny official who had directed him to the head guard. They had an array of tests that he needed to pass and he had done so with ease; running a mile within a few minutes, climbing various obstacles to check his core strength, and how quickly he could escape when surrounded on all sides. The only test he had almost failed was swordsmanship, barely managing to take down his opponent, winning by a hair. 

“The sultana has a final test of her own, after which it’ll be determined if you can keep the job. Wait here.” The head guard walks off into the cool, marbled entrance of the palace, and Nanami paces, awaiting his return. It takes a while before the guard comes strutting back, and then beckons him to follow. Nanami walks unassumingly behind him eyes scanning the opulence that is the palace. The marble seemed to shine, spotless and polished, with hints of gold tucked away artistically. Small murals adorned the walls and ceilings, rich tapestries hung everywhere. 

The guard leads him to a private wing where there is a single door, quite plain looking and rather lackluster. “The sultana is waiting in there. And remember peasant, whatever she tells you to do, do it. No questions, lest you want to be beheaded for impudence. Now go on. Don’t keep her waiting.” He knocks on the door and leaves. 

Nanami waits, wondering what kind of test this would be, and then startles when the door opens. You look at him with pretty eyes lined in kohl, dressed in a simple, flowy, full-armed, muslin dress that managed to flatter your figure despite not giving anything away. He bows and waits. 

You giggle. “Well, aren’t you polite? Enter, Mr…?”

“Kento Nanami,” he supplies as he raises and walks into the room. The shades were drawn despite the heat, and the room was lit by dim oil lamps scattered across the room. He awaits his permission to sit and hears the click of the door as it shuts behind him. You move towards him, admiring the thickness of his biceps, the broadness of his shoulders, and the sinew and tightness of his thighs, barely contained by the threadbare flowy pants he was wearing. 

“What brought you here?” you ask, circling him. Nanami is acutely aware of your gaze but he acts indifferent. 

“I was told the sultana needed a bodyguard. It’s a job preferable over manual labor.”

“Oh,” you titter, then come to a halt in front of him. He’s tall, and you have to tilt your head up to look at him. “Is that all? You didn’t come to admire my beauty and grace? Or for the prospect of being the only one who would be accompanying me everywhere? While I’m eating, bathing, changing my garb…none of that came into your mind?”

Truthfully, it hadn’t. The promise of gold, a roof over his head, and food in his belly had been his only motivators. But now as he gauges you standing so sweetly in front of him with those doe-eyes and full lips, he realizes that it made sense you were asking him this. The sultana’s bodyguard needed to have self-control after all, given that parts of the job required being somewhat intimately in proximity to her, as far as the decency laws allowed. 

“I admit sultana, no, it hadn’t. But if you are worried about me behaving indecently or taking advantage of you, there’s no reason to worry. I understand my limitations and would never compromise your purity.”

“You wouldn’t?” you cock your head to the side and tsk. “How boring.”

Taken aback, Kento stares at you, unsure how to respond. It wasn’t a reply he had been expecting. Your eyes are glittering now, full of mischief, and he wonders for a split second if you were toying with him. Surely not? The sultana had a reputation to maintain. You may have said it as a joke. He mustn’t take it seriously if he wanted this job.

“I was told that the final test before qualifying to be your bodyguard was set by you, sultana,” he ventures, hoping to change the topic. “If your grace so allows, may I ask what it is?”

You hum, then wander over to one of the divans and settle down on it, fiddling with your neatly styled hair, wondering. Kento truly was a treat for the womanly eyes. How such a delectable-looking specimen had managed to stay hidden for so long truly boggled your mind. However, he was a man, and men were fallible to their desires. 

“Have you ever been with a woman, Kento?” 

The muscled man looks rather startled at the question. Purity laws meant little to those who were not nobles. Of course he had been with a woman, many in fact, but he remains silent, trying to arrange his features into one of polite inquiry. 

“I beg you pardon your grace?”

“You see, our laws dictate I cannot intimately know a man unless he is wed to me. I must remain chaste and pure for the man who is to be my future husband. And that means that whoever becomes my bodyguard must remember this at all times, even when I am in immodest situations. After all, the sultana’s bodyguard remains with her at all times, sometimes right outside the door as her husband makes love to her.” You watch him squirm uncomfortably under your gaze and he quickly bows to you.

“I beg your forgiveness sultana but I cannot discuss this matter with you. It is very unbefitting for a woman of your birth.”

You giggle at his response. “A woman of my birth? Oh, how considerate of you Kento. So am I to assume you were a rogue out in the lawless streets beyond the palace? Have you tumbled with many a maiden then? Jumping from bed to bed whenever it suited your fancy?”

The color rises in Kento’s cheeks and he continues to keep his head low. “Sultana, I understand if this raises concern for someone such as yourself but I assure you, my intentions are unsullied. If I was hired to be your bodyguard, I understand I cannot live as I previously did. I will reform of course, to your bidding. I would consecrate my life for you, your grace. No one, man or woman, is a higher priority than you.”

You consider his words but can’t resist the unholy thoughts forming in your head. His clothes were so worn that you could grab his shirt by accident and it would tear. At least, you would make it look like an accident. You wondered how those muscles would ripple if you ran your fingers across them…maybe even daring to dip your fingertip into the little depression of his belly button. 

“So incredibly dedicated. I suppose I won’t find a bodyguard who passed all the other tests and also be this devoted would I?”

“I promise your grace you will not. I will be the only security you will ever need.”

“Then you won’t mind if I test your willpower? Put you to your limit and see how much you can take before you finally snap under the tension?” There’s a strange lilt to your tone as you speak, and Nanami can’t help but have his interest piqued.

“Not at all sultana.”

“Very well. Now remember, you must obey my requests without question. This is about me ensuring you have what it takes to be my personal guard, even if what I’m asking seems…unorthodox.” You sit up straighter on the divan. “You may begin by removing your clothes.”

Kento’s eyes widen in shock his mouth going dry. You were surely joking? “Sultana?” he asks hesitantly, hoping he’d misheard you. 

You giggle. “Oh, I assure you that you heard correctly. Remove your clothes.”

The burly man looks down at himself uncertainly. Sensing his doubt, you repeat the command with a firm touch of authority. “Your sultana, the person whose life you will be responsible for, has already made her request twice. Do not make me say it again.”

Kento’s jaw clenches as he tries to think of a good way out of this. Was this a test? Was he supposed to try denying you again? It didn’t feel so, not with the way you sat with your arms crossed impatiently over your chest, the fabric of your muslin dress curving over your bosom. Kento quickly kills that thought, images of food, fresh clothes, and money in his pocket tugging at his indecisiveness. He swallows causing his Adam’s apple to bob, a gesture that does not go unnoticed, as you wait for your unwilling prey to make a move. 

You can see the cogs in his brain turning, trying to think of a strategic way to another path forward but you know there are none. He was at your mercy if he wanted the job. Kento sighs, and then to your satisfaction, his hands start to bunch up the fabric of his thin tunic.

Kento is blushing as he pulls the cloth over his head, and he stands stripped to the waist, all hard muscles and veiny arms, looking like a delicious cut of steak. Your eyes wander over his skin, tanned from the sun, with a tatch of golden hair on his pecs that trailed down over his belly button and disappeared below his pants. He truly was a stunning specimen of masculinity. You can see him growing shy, grappling with the idea of whether or not he should continue.

“Everything looks good from here. Please continue.” You prompt him, unable to stop your lip from curling as he jerks his head in your direction. With shaky hands, he undoes the drawstring that holds up his loose cotton trousers, and with a soft swoosh, they fall to the floor, leaving his powerful thighs and toned calves bare. You’re pleased to see there’s a prominent bulge in his underwear. 

“Come on now. That too.” You say cajolingly glancing at his underwear. He can barely keep his head up and he pulls them down with trembling hands and your mouth waters as his cock finally springs free, looking so pretty and needy as it rests against his belly. 

“Hmm that's more like it.” You rise gracefully and saunter over to him and before he has a chance to react you grab his erection. His mouth falls open and his eyes widen in shock. 

“You keep insisting that you’re dedicated. But I wonder how much restraint you have when you’re frustrated? Or when your patience is running thin. I believe it’s better to test it now.” You run your thumb over the head of cock, feeling the telltale signs of precum beginning to form in the slit. 

Kento was in hell but he doesn’t dare move. He knows how precarious this situation was. If anyone were to come in here and see them like this…it’s his head they would be after. He watches your small fingers wrap around him, barely touching around the column of heated velvet. He grits his teeth, a strangled grunt leaving him. What was your goal?

As you start to pump him, you can feel the angry throb of his cock, feel the pulse and observe the way the little veins bulge as you tend to him. You knew you had him cornered. He couldn’t cry for help. If he did, you would act as innocent as a lamb. You preferred it this way. Subservient guards were the best. You continue to play with him, even going as far as squeezing his balls, giving them light tugs that has him moaning, his hips bucking in hopes of finding a release. His eyes close and you can tell he was anticipating a sweet climax…before you stop, removing all physical contact and letting his cock hang in the lurch.

His eyelids fly open wildly and he looks at you in what looks like disbelief. You laugh at his state and run a finger down his brawny chest. “What did you think was going to happen here?” You see the confusion in his eyes as he tries to bring himself back to reality. “Did you forget this was a test of willpower?”

His eyes nervously follow yours as you stalk your prey. “You should be thankful I stopped before you came all over yourself. It would be messy to clean that up and there are no wash chambers nearby. You would have to go all the way down to the servant’s quarters. And I’m sure everyone would be curious as to why you’re leaving your meeting with the sultana with various stains on your clothes.”

Your eyes gleam as Kento blushes at your description. “Now, we are going to repeat this over and over again until I’m satisfied you can control yourself.” You gesture to a pouf and indicate you want him to sit down. Kento backs down shakily, unsure what to say. Morally, he knows this is wrong. But the authority you’re taking over him, this confident ownership, was gnawing away at his strength. Because didn’t the sultana own all her subjects? He was at your mercy, obliged to indulge your whims. He was ashamed at his arousal, at the thoughts forming in his head about what he would like to do to you now. He could imagine tearing off that frumpy muslin gown, exposing your nipples to his mouth while his hand presses against the tatch of curly hair between your legs while he stroked you to ecstasy.

His thought are interrupted as you kneel before him. You pump his cock again, and make direct eye contact. Wordlessly, your mouth opens, and Kento’s heart shoots into his throat as he realizes what you’re about to do. With a slurp, you take his heated flesh into your mouth, the hot wetness of it enveloping him like a glove. His fingers dig into the soft cushion and he bucks with abandon. He knows you weren’t planning on letting him cum but maybe if he was quick enough he could before you took your sweet, wet, cavern away…

You’re far too observant and quickly pull away your mouth and Kento is left heaving, an animalistic look in his eyes. He had been so close, had felt that telling scrunch of his balls before you abandoned him again. There’s a numb sensation of pain in his tip and he lays back trying to gain control.

“Not bad. Most men would be trying to pounce on me by now I suppose.” You stand, wiping saliva from your mouth, feeling the lingering aftertaste of his salty beads of precum that had escaped into your throat. You smack your lips, then make up your mind.

“You have the job.”

Disbelievingly, Kento looks at you. His cock pulsed from unleashed need. You quirk an eyebrow. “Unless, you don’t want it? Perhaps you’re a lion pretending to be a meek little kitten? Are you waiting for my back to turn so that you can pounce on me? Catch me unaware?”

Kento scampers to his feet and bows, his cock comically flopping as he expresses his gratitude. “Not at all sultana. I’m…” He clears his throat, trying to catch his breath. “I’m very thankful you’ve chosen me.”

You grin wickedly. “Of course. And I find the best guards are the ones that are always on high alert. Therefore-” You gesture at his semi-hard cock, “I think it’s best if that remains unrelieved.”

Kento feels his mouth go dry. “Unrelieved?”

“Don’t tell me that you weren’t planning on jerking yourself off once I’d dismissed you?” Your eyes gleam as he shrinks at your words. “That simply won’t do. You’re my personal guard now. Therefore, you must always be on my schedule.” 

You walk to a cabinet in the corner of the room and Kento watches you dubiously as you bring out a sort of cage made of metal. “Do you know what this is?” you ask, letting the contraption dangle from your finger. He shakes his head. He honestly had no idea.

You giggle and slip a metallic ring over his cock, pushing his balls through it and securing it behind them. The coldness makes him hard again. “Oh perfect. Makes this part easier.” You slide the strange, curved, cylindrical, device over his cock and he watches in fearful fascination as it lines up with the ring behind his balls. You smirk and slip a lock between the two, securing it in place, his cock contained inside.

“This is called a chastity cage. Think of it as a way to help your urges. From now on, your pleasure will be on my time.” Kento’s mind goes blank as he watches you pocket the key.

You chuckle. “What? This is what it means to devote your life to the sultana.” You pleasantly hand him his clothes. “Report to the main security quarters where they will give you your new uniform as well as information about your wage and living quarters. Report back here once this is all taken care of.”

You start to saunter out of the room, leaving Kento looking dumbstruck. At the door, you glance at him over your shoulder.

“Be prepared for regular testing from now on. Nothing like frequent training to keep your skills sharp hmm?” 

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[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Hi! Can I ask of its okay to ask/request?

If so, Could you do with Samon, from Nanbaka, with Reader, as an inmate, and has an animal companion, a literal Monkey, Kinda like Aladdin and Abu?

These two, Reader and Monkey, has closed bonds since their were little, that they understand and learning what they know each other, like climbing or understanding each others language, etc.

This monkey known for being mischievious/prankster to others and being protective & aggressive at men, who're trying to court/flirt/pervy towards Reader.

(also you can add this, if you want; monkey can kill or make 'unfortunate' accidents that even S/O and others didn't/don't know how it happens)

Gokuu Samon - Inmate Male Reader With A Mischievous Monkey Companion

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Hey anon, I saw the ask you sent before this second one, but since this one is the most recent I'll use it instead of the first. Anyhow, I'm glad you sent me a Nanbaka ask, I love that anime, and Samon is one of my favorite characters, so I'll handle this ask with care. Oneshot and headconnons combined~ This ask is written in the third person because I can. The lyrics quoted in this one are from the song “Doing Time” by Lana Del Rey. —Benny🐰

                                                                                                   

🐒•♡•🐒•♡•🐒•♡•🐒•♡•🐒•♡•🐒•♡•🐒•♡•🐒

❝𝕺𝖓 𝕷𝖔𝖈𝖐𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓, 𝕷𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝕬 𝕻𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖗𝖞- 𝕾𝖍𝖊 𝕾𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖘 𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖎𝖓' 𝕬𝖑𝖑 𝕺𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕾𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝕳𝖔𝖒𝖊, 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝕹𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖋𝖙 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝕸𝖊~❞

. . .

🈯  It would seem that poor Inori gets the brunt of Abu's fury, the boar-like man having a small crush on the handsome new inmate much to the little monkey's chagrin. Abu put the poor guard through the ringer; stealing his hat and armband, hiding his keys from him, and throwing random objects at his head. This poor man has been reprimanded by Samon so many times now it's not even funny. Yeah, let's just say that Inori steered clear of [Name]'s cell for quite a while after that, it just wasn't worth it in his opinion. Surprisingly, the other guards had a much easier time with the little monkey; so long as they didn't linger in front of the cell for too long Abu didn't have any issues with them.

🈯  Something interesting that the monkey-like man has noticed in his time spent observing [Name], as he does with every new inmate or guard, is how he and Abu seem to be able to understand each other without issues despite the language barrier. Although, he's pretty sure that that damn monkey is secretly talking shit about him; it's making him feel insecure, okay? He also noticed how Abu seemed to act almost as an extension of [Name]; the two worked together seamlessly, perfectly in synch. [Name] could be in the cafeteria and as he goes up to get his meal, Abu would simultaneously grab him a drink, always being rewarded for his thoughtful actions.

🈯  Samon does not like Abu in the slightest; there's only room for one monkey in Nanba and that's him! Abu also has a mutual dislike for Samon, but this is mostly because the building supervisor keeps separating him from [Name] during training and the scowls he receives from the green-eyed man. Samon also has a sneaking suspicion that Abu is responsible for the fact that he keeps finding random items strewn around on the floor in front of [Name]'s cell; he even asks the inmate about it but [Name] only shrugs. The supervisor can always feel the little monkey's taunting stares whenever he passes by the cell, like the little monkey is trying to provoke him.

🈯  [Name] and Abu often end up skipping daily training and Samon is pulling his hair out in distress, just train for a little bit, it's not that bad! Usually, the supervisor finds the two inmates lounging in a tree or swinging and hanging from the branches; although he often gets a stick to the head courtesy of Abu whenever [Name] looks away. Samon just can't win with those two, no matter how many times he drags them back to the field, they disappear up a different tree just seconds later. That is the reason he separates the two during training; so that [Name] can focus on the task at hand while Inori is (bullied by) watching Abu. 

🈯  The inmates from the cell just across from [Name] and Abu's, cell 8, don't mind their new neighbors too much, mostly focusing on their own thing. However, they sometimes get pretty annoyed at how loud Abu can be and at how they skip out on training to just laze around, but the last one is just annoying to Liang. 

. . .

❝𝕺𝖓 𝕷𝖔𝖈𝖐𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓, 𝕷𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝕬 𝕻𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖗𝖞- 𝕾𝖍𝖊 𝕾𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖘 𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖎𝖓' 𝕬𝖑𝖑 𝕺𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕾𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝕳𝖔𝖒𝖊, 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝕹𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖋𝖙 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝕸𝖊~❞

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For my request, can you write a oneshot featuring Toji and a woman reader in an Aladdin au with drowning, gags and humiliation please? In the story, Toji is a street rat who's thrown into the sea to drown. But before he dies, he finds a lamp at the bottom of the sea that contains a genie aka the reader who's become enamored with Toji. So she exploits his drowning situation by making him her new sex toy. You can decide on the sexual acts as long as Toji is kept shackled and cloth gagged.

For saving your life~

Warning: smut, heavy smut, noncon, unprotected sex, bullying, Yandere, obsession, shy boy Megumi, obsessed reader.....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

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A group of rowdy men stood around it, their laughter carrying on the wind as they tossed Toji's limp body back and forth. They had found him hiding in an abandoned warehouse, stealing food to survive, and decided that he was no better than the rats that scurried through the streets. His crimes did not warrant a trial, in their eyes. No, they would simply take matters into their own hands and dispose of him.

They decided to throw Toji in the sea to die. They brought him to the sea. They started tying him up with chains and tied a metal ball with it. Toji was begging them to stop but they didn't even listen to him. They threw him in the sea.

Toji started drowning. He could barely breathe. His body started getting limb. His eyes were about to close when he saw a lamp. He have seen this lamp in many posters before. People says that there's Jennie inside. He heard if someone rubs that lamp a genie will appear and she'll grant a wish. Without thinking anything Toji started rubbing that lamp for his life.

Y/n's POV

I felt like independence. I came out of the lamp. But when I saw who it was. I saw a guy with short black hair. He was handsome. "So... you make me out of the lamp?" I asked. "Yess... yes.... please help me I don't wanna die " he said. "But you have to agree with me for a deal if you want my help" I said. "I'll do anything!!!" He screamed. I smirked.

Time skip

Now here he was. All tied up on the bed. Without any clothes. "Don't struggle... you accepted the deal" I said stripping out of my dress. "B-but...." He tried to say something but I tied his mouth with a cloth. "Shhhh....you should shut your mouth" I said and sit on the bed.

I trailed down my hand from chest to his clothed erection. All I could hear from him was gags. "You are mine now" I said and started unzipping his pant.

"mmhhhmmm" he tried to stop me. I pulled down his pant and started undoing his shirt. "P-please *gag* stopppfff" he asked. I could hear his breath uneven from fear. I started rubbing my hand on his boxer on his erection. His breath hitched. " You should accept your fate" I said tugging on his boxer. I pulled down his boxer.

"PLemmm.... mmm stopmmm...." he begged between gags. Tears started forming in his eyes. I grabbed his dick and started stroking it. He squeezed his eyes shut. Tears started falling from his eyes. I licked his chest and bite on his nipple. I heard him groaned at that. I smirked.

I went down to the level of his dick and put it in my mouth. He moaned loudly. I started rubbing my tongue around his dick. His dick was too big. Barely fitting in my mouth. I stroked the rest with my hand. I sucked on his tip harshly and pull out his dick with a 'pop'. I looked at it. His tip became so red I had barely done anything yet. When I pulled out his dick his hips automatically bucked upwards... seeking for release. I smirked at that.

I went up. He just looked at me with teary eyes. I tighten my grip on his chin. "Now stop struggling, whore!!!" I said. He nooded. He accepted his fate. Tears still falling from his eyes. I smirked. "That means I can make you mine" I said and took off my skirt and pantie. His eyes widened. I lined my entrance with his dick I went down and we both moaned loudly.

I started riding him. Going as fast as I can. We both were moaning like sluts. Noone could ever imagine that his dick could be that long. His dick was touching the deepest parts inside me. I knew I couldn't hold it long. He was still struggling and sobbing and babbling words like I can't even understand. My pussy clenched around him and he moaned out so loudly. After a few minutes we both came together. Toji became so weak he fell on the bed and I fell on top of him. We both breathing heavily.

"You were being a great whore ~" I whispered. Now he accepted his fate that he's tied with me like that forever.....

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[enbyenvy666]

So for my next request, can you write a oneshot featuring Mirio and a male reader with harem boys, chastity and hypnosis please? In the fic, Mirio goes to an Aladdin themed spa for a part time job. There he meets the reader manager who grants him his harem uniform, plus chastity cage, and explains the types of jobs he'll be doing. But what Mirio doesn't realize is that the reader is using hypnosis on him to make him want to stay at the spa. What do you think?

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hope you enjoy :)

CONTENT WARNINGS - 18+ MDNI, dubcon, hypnosis, chastity cage, hair pulling, oral (r!receiving), reader has a hypnosis quirk, harem, sex work, dom reader, sub mirio, no beta we die like men

w/c - 1k

Mirio found himself hesitating as he stood before the dark wooden door. While the air of the spa was heated, his bare chest still felt cold, his lower half barely covered by a loin cloth. The metal jewellery around his neck and wrists felt like nothing compared to the cold metal of the cage encasing his cock. He wasn’t sure how he managed to fit inside the small device, but he did. 

Eventually, he steeled his nerves enough, taking a deep breath to calm the anxiety swirling in his stomach. Knocking on the door, a call for him to enter quickly replied. With a smile to hide his nerves, he entered the room. The smell of incense flooded his senses, the room a little hazy from the smoke. Other men were in the room wearing the same uniform as Mirio, and he found himself wondering if they were also made to wear a cock cage.

Lounging on a plush chaise lounge in nothing but a silk robe, you smiled when you saw Mirio enter. You noticed his nerves, even as he tried to hide it, in the way his muscular shoulders tensed and how his eyes flickered around everyone in the room. Standing from the velvety chair, you met Mirio halfway into the room, reaching out to cup his face in your hands. 

“Don’t be nervous, darling.”

Your voice sounded like honey, and it would’ve calmed him if he hadn’t noticed the eyes of every other man in the room, some with jealous expressions. Realising it did nothing to calm him, you reached for his hand, fingers running over the cold bangles on his wrist. Pulling him over to the day bed, some of the men reluctantly moved out of the way so he could sit with you. He had to resist the urge to apologise to them, ever the people pleaser. You brought his attention back to you by cupping his cheeks once more and leaning in close. He gasped softly, but that was perfect as you breathed out, making him inhale the intoxicating air. 

His muscles relaxed, his nerves tingling and his brain turning mush. He leaned into your touch and the men around you chuckled as they watched the newbie turn to mush in your hands. You hummed happily, letting go of his face to hold his hands instead. 

“What’s your name, darling?”

“Mirio Togata,” he replied, eyes watching your lips, in search of whatever made him feel so good.

“And what did the manager tell you?”

“To do whatever you want.”

“Will you do that, Mirio?” The blonde hesitated again, his mind running wild with what ‘whatever’ could be. You leaned in close again, breathing out again as you asked, 

“Will you be good for me?”

It was at this moment that he realised there wasn’t any incense in the room, the sweet smell and the haze were from your hypnotising exhales. But as he breathed it in again, he didn’t care anymore. As the calming waves washed over him, he thought about how good he wanted to be for you. The thought sent a pulse to his cock which ached painfully in its cage. He winced before he could respond to you, shifting uncomfortably. You pouted sympathetically and lifted his loin cloth to eye the cage. 

“If you’ll be my good boy, I’ll take it off for you,” you offered, stroking over the metal device. He couldn’t feel your touch but he wished he did, he prayed he could feel your soft hand around him. He nodded vigorously, trying his hardest not to grab you, touch you and feel you. But you felt how his hands shook, gripping his jaw and pulling him close. 

“Kiss me.”

He didn’t need any convincing, kissing you like a man starved. Your saliva was more intoxicating than your breath, and goosebumps rose across his skin. He lost his self-control when your fingers weaved through his blonde locks, gently tugging on them. He pushed you back until your back met the raised backrest of the lounge, hands tugging on the tie of your robe. You didn’t have to tell him what you wanted, with every kiss he knew exactly how to make you happy. 

Pushing the silk robe aside revealed your hard cock, standing tall and proud. He was quick to wrap his hand around it, making you hiss through your teeth. Mirio shuffled back on the lounge until he was face to face with your length, gazing at your reddened tip. 

“He’s an eager one, isn’t he?”

Your teasing question was met by chuckles from around the room which turned to coos as you moaned from Mirio’s tongue gliding up your cock from base to tip. As he took you in his mouth, he watched the hands of the others caress your bare body. One of the men began to kiss you, and an almost jealousy swelled in the pit of Mirio’s stomach. Determined to make you focus on only him, he hollowed his cheeks and bobbed his head. He felt some satisfaction when you pulled on his hair, hips thrusting up into his wet mouth, cock hitting the back of his throat. One hand massaged your sack, the other reaching down between his legs, hoping to alleviate the painful ache. 

If he made you feel good, you’ll take it off. If he makes you cum, you’ll take it off. He told himself over and over, motivating him almost as much as when you would curse from pleasure above him. Swirling his tongue over your tip had you roughly tugging on his hair, but taking you down to the base had you moaning and groaning, more of that hypnotising breath leaving your lungs. Your hips stuttered, twisting his blonde hair in your fist as your orgasm came to its peak. Roughly shoving his head down until his nose met your pelvis, your cum rocketed down his throat, to which he hungrily swallowed. 

Sitting up, beady blue eyes glaring impatiently down at you, waiting for you to unlock his cage and give him the relief he prayed for. Instead, you smirked at him, slowly stroking your flaccid cock, slick with his saliva until it began to inflate again. 

“Do it again, won’t you?”

For a second, Mirio felt an almost sense of betrayal and confusion, until you leaned in close and sighed deeply.

“Won’t you, Mirio?”

[ohimsummer]

Based on jjk, can you write a oneshot featuring Gojo and a female reader in an Aladdin AU with humiliation please? In the fic, Gojo and the reader are a prince and princess who are organizing a royal party. But the reader fondles Gojo throughout the party which leads to him orgasming in his pants. So now he has to continue attending the party while trying and failing to hide his cum stain. What do you think?

okay I changed this up a little, hope u enjoy it regardless! :3

— minors dni, prince! satoru x princess! reader, exhibitionism, royal! au, satoru x reader, fondling/groping, handjob, gojo cums in his pants lol

Gojo doesn’t know what’s worse: what you just put him through, or the utter embarrassment afterwards.

He finds his hand lingering over the stain in the crotch of his pants. Even if it’s not that noticeable, it feels like everyone is looking. Every time he catches your eye, you give him some cheeky, innocent smile and the tips of his ears start burning all over again. He’s certain you’re enjoying this, watching him obviously try to hide something so humiliating from so many people.

It's more than a little amusing watching guests of different status inquire about the wet patch on his pants. You can only imagine the excuses Satoru come up with, but no one's caused a scene over his display or cast you any strange looks yet, so you assume he's got things under wraps. You don't regularly take joy in watching your prince of a boyfriend squirm and flounder, but consider it payback for all the times he's done the same thing to you.

It started out as a small caress of his thigh under the table, you working back a grin at the way Satoru side-eyes you in the middle of his conversation. He discreetly shoves your wandering hand away, but that only eggs you on further. It’s only a couple minutes before you’re fully massaging his cock through his slacks, your own pussy growing wet at the feel of the hardening bulge beneath your palm. And it’s just your luck that there’s a crowd sitting at the table waiting to talk to you both. Satoru is stuck there with you toying with him, muttering filthy nonsense under your breath that only he can hear. “I’m so wet right now.,” you basically whine in his ear. “Really want you to touch me, Satoru.” All this between snippets of casual dialogue with other people. It’s all so exciting, especially when you accidentally edge him because his best friend, Geto comes from behind for some small talk. Gojo’s dick twitches against your hand, now placed on his thigh because of course neither of you want his friend to suspect anything, right? And the second Geto turns his back, you return to rubbing Satoru’s painfully aching cock, thoroughly satisfied at the way he can’t stop the occasional moan from slipping into his conversations.

“No, I’m alright.,” he reassures someone again. “It’s just the heat, p-pretty warm in here. Hope I'm not getting, u-uh, sick.” You begin jerking him off through his pants, and Satoru’s fist clenches so tight, you think the glass in his hand might break. “I- I might need to go change actually–“

There’s a celebratory commotion nearby that draws everyone's attention, and Satoru is grateful their heads turn right as he messily shoots cum into the fabric of his underwear. A long groan regains the some of their attention, and they stare at him with wide eyes.

Satoru interrupts before they can ask him yet again if he’s okay. “This heat is really gettin’ to me, I’m gonna go outside for a couple minutes.”

You softly grasp at Satoru's sleeve as he moves to get up, savoring the way he tenses beneath your gentle touch. "Everything okay, Satoru?"

Your boyfriend hesitates, letting out a shaky gasp, before slowly turning his head towards you. "Yup. Fine."

Head tilting, you smile gracefully at him, as if you're not the cause of his current stress. "You don't look fine, should I accompany you?"

He lowers himself to your level so that his mouth brushes your ear. Before he speaks, Satoru glances around just to be sure there's no one within earshot for what he's about to say.

" 'm so gonna fuck you up later.," he mutters in your ear.

“Sure you will, love.,” you taunt, totally nonchalant and swirling the red liquid in your glass.

“And you’re damn right I will.,” he hisses immediately through clenched teeth, before straightening his back and heading through the crowd to the direction of your shared bedoom. You know it’s a promise, but you also choose not to worry about it right now. It was definitely worth the fun.

[ms-fade]

The favorite.

Street!Rat!Izuku Midoriya x Chubby!Prince!Reader. 18+ Drabble.

Ask: For my request, can you write a oneshot featuring Izuku and a chubby male reader in an Aladdin AU with chastity and servitude please? In the fic, Izuku is a street rat who becomes a harem boy to the reader who's a prince.The prince takes a liking to Izuku and offers him food and wealth on the condition that Izuku serve him and be kept in a cock cage.

Warnings: MxM, C*ckcage, Harem, Slight SlavexMaster, Collars, short. Izuku is 19 and reader is 21.

Izuku was a lonely boy who roamed the streets for work and food, stealing on occasion. His mother was sick and needed the most attention so the rest of their life saves went to her medical care and left them scrounging around. He loved his mother so he did everything for her. He worked hard jobs that meant he wouldn’t come home for days without sleep. Until one day his luck ran out and started.

“What did I tell you boy.” The merchant yelled at Izuku as he laid on the stone street. He had been caught stealing a loaf of bread, and not the first time he had done it either. “I should cut off your hand for this. I know it has been you stealing from my store,” the man raised his hand to give him another hit to match the blood lip he already had. A strong hand grabbed ahold of the merchant and caused a groan in pain at the force.

“That is no way to treat someone,” izuku looked at the person that came to his rescue. A large man that hide behind a cloak. His face chubby but handsome as could be, soft skin with no dirt. “May I pay for the man?” Izuku eyes followed his hands that reached behind the cloak and pull out a large coin purse. His eyes widened at the sight, this man was wealthy and not just the money gave it away. His hands showed nothing rough or any cuts on them, showing no sign of a days work.

The man slammed it into his hands with a hard slap but a smile on his face. “You should go back into your shop now, no need to cause less trouble.” His tone didn’t match the look on his face. The merchant rolled his eyes and rubbed his now sore hands and went back into his stop leaving the two of them. Izuku watch him step closer and offer him a hand to pull him up.

That’s when it all started.

He was offered everything his heart desired. Money for his family or the things he wanted. Gifts everyday. The most fashionable clothes to wear and the best food one could have, all for a small price. The man who saved him was the prince of the kingdom who wanted the boy for his harem of men and woman. To belong to the prince. With the offer he was promised his mother to be looked after by the best doctors he could find from all over the world. So he took it.

But his role was just beginning and he fully was owned by the Prince Y/n. A golden collar stayed around his neck at all times with red and silver jewels. It was heavy but bearable. He wore silk and lace blue outfits that showed off his chest and skin. He was bathed every day and dinned on the finest food. And at the end of the night we was called to the princes chambers. But the collar wasn’t the only cage he wear.

“My pretty boy,” thick fingers ran over the boys lips. Izuku whined under the touch from the man above him. “Look at you, your cock is so red and aching to be released.” The prince coo’d at his lover. The bigger man towered off him with a chubby but broad build, so much larger then izuku.

The thick cock inside of him was making him limp and weak, begging for a release from the cock cage on his own. “Please.” The sweet whimper leaving his lips made the prince smirk down at him. A jolly chuckle came from his throat as he pushed izukus knees into his chest, making his cock slid farther in.

“Oh, fuck.” Izuku closed his teary eyes as the tears rolled from the sides. His head lifted up and his back arched at the feeling. “You know,” the prince started and leaned down and began to trust again into his hole.

“You are my favorite.” Y/n licked his ear and kept his pace fast and rough making izu scream and hum in pleasure. “I treat you so well, get better things then the rest. Makes you feel special doesn’t it?” His big hand played with the metal on the cage around izukus cock making him twitch.

No answer was heard from izuku as he tried not to break underneath his prince and keep his composure. If he knew how good the prince could make him feel he would have offered himself a long time ago.

“Awe, come on.” Izukus cheeks were grabbed and pushed together by a strong hold. “All you have to do is take my cock and you get the things people would die for. Tell me how thankful you are.” The princes eyes glared slightly and the roughness on his voice stood out.

Izuku opened his eyes and looks at him, a weak look on his faces from pleasure. “S’good. Treat me so good, I’m forever thankful.” He cried. “Fuck me well too, all I could ever want.” The prince buffed out his chest making his chubby stomach stand out. Izuku loved the prince’s stomach and in these moments he couldn’t get enough, the sight of it pressed against him made him so close.

The prince was happy with that answer and began to lift his hips up and tried to get himself as far as he could. Izuku was his and filling him to the brim was all the prince could think about. When he was with the others it was izuku’s name that feel from his lips.

The street rat had won his way up in the world all from taking a cock.

[emo-trash101]

Stone x M!Reader that's like his polar opposite?

love the previous stone one shot!!!

Yeah 100%! Also I'm doing this as a oneshot cause I lowkey feel like it, but if you want headcannons just let me know!

Is this Left or Right?

Stone x Opposite M! Reader

Pronouns: Second person, implied male

Word count: 312

Tw: Alcohol, Stone being...Stone.

You look Stone directly in the eyes, panting slightly. You had just finished going on your 3rd rant or the day about some random book series you found on the street. Yes half the pages were ripped and covered in mud and essentially illegible, but that didn't stop you whatsoever from getting obsessed.

"I'm too sober for this shit..." he says before essentially chugging down half a bottle of alcohol with the vigor of a parched man drinking water for the first time. "So...his dad's a god?" He asks after he sets the bottle down. "Yes! But not only a god, one of the big three!" You say excitedly.

After about 3 hours of attempting to explain the lore of the singular book series you found to Stone, you eventually give up on him understanding how amazing this book is. You become noticeably deflated afterwards, and decide to just sit down next to him and keep reading the book. Stone looks over at you and frowns, more than usual.

"So uh...who's the best character?" He asks, and you can tell he obviously doesn't know much about what he's talking about, but it's the effort that counts. "Oh! So there's this character named Nico! He's the son of Hades who is also part of the big three and he's like super emo..." And you continue speaking. Now many weren't there to corroborate this, but some (you) say that there was a small grin on Stone's face.

After about 30 more minutes, you've quieted down, and resorted to resting your head on Stone's shoulder as he smokes. Usually you hate the smell, but Stone seems happy. Unusually happy. "So why is he the best character?" He asks in between puffs of smoke. "Well because he reminds me of you!" You chirp happily.

...Stone then proceeded to shove you off him. (But at least he was blushing first.)

Yes I incorporated Percy jackson into this, if Aladdin can exist in this world, so can PJO.

[fatkish]

For my request, based on MHA and Disney's Aladdin, can you write a oneshot featuring Aizawa and a male reader with bondage and gags please? In the story, after being inspired by the bondage scene from Aladdin, the reader and Aizawa go to a love hotel to try it out. Aizawa would be the one who'd have his hands and barefeet shackled, his mouth cloth gagged, and would even wear an Aladdin prince costume as part of the set up. You can decide on the intimate acts as long as Aizawa is kept tied up and gagged the whole time. What do you think?

Aizawa x Male Reader NSFW: Pretty Boy

After watching the new Aladdin movie during one of their dates, (y/n) begged Aizawa to let him be the dominant one and have an Aladdin inspired sexual experience. (Y/n) managed to convince and persuade Aizawa into letting (y/n) book a room at a love hotel and they would have their fun there once (y/n) collected all the necessary toys and equipment. He told Aizawa the date they agreed on and told Aizawa to wear a butt plug on the way there so that he’d be somewhat prepared.

 The next few days passed as (y/n) made sure to prepare everything, he bought a vibrating cock ring for Aizawa to wear as well as a sexy male belly dancer costume. Then he made a special order for a gag veil to be made for Aizawa to wear. Then (y/n) was able to buy some incense and candles. After buying all the stuff he ordered and putting it together, he informed Aizawa that the room was ready for their arrival at the hotel.

When (y/n) got to the hotel, he paid for a room and make sure to set the mood with lighting, turning the lights of and lighting the candles and incense. (Y/n) then pulled out a Bluetooth speaker and pulled out his phone to play some Arabian music. The room was painted with black walls and had a large four poster bed with red silk sheets. (Y/n) grabbed a towel and laid it down on the bed. As the incense and candles burned, the scents of cinnamon, spiced chai tea, sage and bergamot filled the room.

While Aizawa changed in the bathroom, (y/n) prepared and laid out all the toys and equipment. When Aizawa exited the bathroom, wearing the costume and the gag, (y/n) wolf whistled in appreciation. As Aizawa walked over to (y/n), (y/n) made sure to tie his hands up. (Y/n) then used his foot to spread Aizawa’s ankles and secure a spreader bar to them. After that (y/n) made Aizawa bend over the bed, brushing the cloth skirt aside as he pulled out the plug that Aizawa wore.

After pulling out the plug, (y/n) applied lube to his fingers and pushed them deep into Aizawa’s ass, spreading and scissoring his hole as he fingered Aizawa. (Y/n) then grabbed the vibrating cock ring and slipped it on Aizawa’s cock. Next, (y/n) grabbed the egg vibrator and spread Aizawa’s cheeks, pushing it in and up against Aizawa’s prostate. (Y/n) turned both toys on causing Aizawa to choke and make muffled sounds of surprise. (Y/n) then flipped Aizawa onto his back and began to play with Aizawa’s nipples, pinching and pulling on them while he began to fist Aizawa’s cock.

(Y/n) then turned up the vibrations and began sucking on Aizawa’s nipples. Swirling his tongue around and nipping them.

“Mrph erm” Aizawa groaned as he was panting into the gag as (y/n) gave Aizawa’s cock a firm squeeze. Aizawa began to groan softly and seized as he came.

“You’re doing so well for me, baby. Do you have it in you to give me a few more orgasms?” (y/n) asked as he looked down at Aizawa.

“Mrh hm”

“Good boy”

(Y/n) the grabbed the bottle of lube and poured a bit onto his fingers. He then reached behind him and began to slowly finger himself. He grabbed the vibrator’s remotes and turned the vibrations up higher. Aizawa’s thighs tensed as his back arched in ecstasy. (Y/n) then pulled his fingers out as he poured some lube onto Aizawa’s cock.

“I hope you’re ready, cause I’m going to ride this pretty dick of yours.” You said as he hovered over and carefully sat down on Aizawa’s cock. Aizawa closed his eyes and breathed deeply as (y/n) sunk down on his dick. Once fully seated, (y/n) clenched his inner muscles making Aizawa give a groan. (Y/n) started to bounce slowly, as he looked Aizawa in the eyes. (Y/n) then grabbed the cock ring’s remote and turned it all the way up.

“Erm! Urhmm, ermph rrm hrm” Aizawa cried into the gag, as his thighs tensed. (Y/n) began to speed up him bouncing as Aizawa tried to thrust up into (y/n).

“Are you close?”

“Mmhmm”

(y/n) then turned the egg vibrator up to the max setting causing Aizawa to scream into his gag as he came while (y/n) slammed his hips down and ground down onto Aizawa.

“Do you think, you can give me one more?” (Y/n) looked down at Aizawa as he nodded after taking a moment. (Y/n) then got off of Aizawa and turned him over. (Y/n) then pulled the egg vibrator out, and attached the vibrating nipple clamps to Aizawa. (Y/n) then bent Aizawa over as he grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some out onto Aizawa’s anus. After that, (y/n) pushed three fingers into Aizawa’s ass. (Y/n) then curled his fingers, digging them into Aizawa’s prostate causing him to thrust his hips. After pulling out his fingers, (y/n) then applied lube to his own dick.

“Last one pretty boy, you ready?”

“Mrph” Aizawa nodded as he looked back at (y/n).

(Y/n) then slowly pushed in, sink each inch in slowly. But before he fully sheathed himself inside Aizawa, he slowly pulled back out till his head was the only part left. (Y/n) the grabbed Aizawa’s hips and pulled him back onto his cock.

“Erm!”

(Y/n) began to thrust into Aizawa at a moderate pace. Reaching down between Aizawa’s thighs to give his balls some attention. As (y/n) thrusted, he palmed at Aizawa’s balls, gently squeezing and rolling them in his hand. After a moment (y/n) increased his pace, speeding up and pushed Aizawa down face first into the bed.

“Oh, baby, you feel so good squeezing me like this. You’re so tight and hot, I don’t think I can last long.”

“Ersh erm mer ert!”

Aizawa shouted into his gag as (y/n) pounded into him, hitting his prostate with every single thrust due to the new angle. After a few more minutes, (y/n) came with a shout, hunching over Aizawa’s back and gripping his hips. Aizawa then came a final time as his spend shot out onto the towel beneath him.

After a few moments, (y/n) turned the toys off and removed them. He then released Aizawa’s restraints and let him remove the spreader bar. After cleaning and putting the toys and equipment away, (y/n) came over to Aizawa with a damp warm towel and cleaned him up. (Y/n) then picked up the towel off the bed and set it aside in the bathroom.

“Thank you so much for indulging me on this baby.” (Y/n) whispered into Aizawa’s ear as he gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Next time, I’m tying you up and edging you. I’m going to make you cum and milk your prostate, see how you like it” Aizawa threatened as he closed his eyes and relaxed his sore body.

“Sounds like fun, rest now love, I booked the room for the whole day and night so you can sleep and I’ll be back with food when you wake up”

(Sorry this took so long @princeasimdiya12, I haven’t finished the drawing yet so I’ll add it once I’ve finished it. I hope you enjoyed this, it’s kinda my first time writing something like this so I hope it’s good)

[swanimagines]

DISNEY AND PIXAR AO3 SERIESES

These only contain the "traditional" movies and live action remakes. Other movies like POTC and Sky High have their own lists.

EVERYTHING FOR DISNEY AND PIXAR

BIG HERO 6

Tadashi Hamada

Hiro Hamada

GoGo Tamago

Fred Frederickson

Cass Hamada

ALADDIN

Aladdin

Jasmine

ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE

Audrey Ramirez

Kida Nedakh

Helga Sinclair

Lyle Rourke

Vinny Santorini (coming)

MULAN

Mulan

Li Shang

SLEEPING BEAUTY/MALEFICENT

Aurora

Diaval

THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Gaston

ROBIN HOOD

Robin Hood

THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE

Basil the Mouse

CINDERELLA

Cinderella/Ella

TANGLED

Eugene Fitzherbert

THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME

Quasimodo

RATATOUILLE

Alfredo Linguini

Colette Tatou

ONWARD

Ian Lightfoot

Barley Lightfoot

THE LITTLE MERMAID

Ariel

THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG

Tiana

MISC

Preferences

(Sorry for them not being in alphabetical order, Tumblr won't let me to rearrange...)

(Any of the other characters don't have any requests written nor pending as for now, so I'm unable to have serieses for them as AO3 requires you to have at least one oneshot written to be able to add it to a series, and I can't promise serieses for characters who don't have requests pending/I have no ideas of my own for them)

For anyone who's concerned, THESE ARE NOT ONESHOT COLLECTIONS, they are made using AO3's "series" feature.

If you want to be informed about new fics for Disney movies or its individual characters, create an AO3 account and subscribe or bookmark any of those serieses listed above. There are buttons at the top right corner for those, or on top on mobile. I do not do Tumblr taglists anymore.

Also, if you're wondering, requests are ALWAYS open and you're welcome to leave one or multiple. Just remember to read my rules and pick a request type from this list.

[tpq-heritage-posts]

Our Fandom

@hazellevessque - Alice | Me, The Aiden Mutual, fandom therapist

@queenofapeacefuldawn - Dawn | The Mindy Mutual, Rosh’s SECRETary

@ssj2hindudude - The Blog for TPQ stuff no one they needed, our token boy (?)

@livie1507 - Liv | SHE’S BACK BITCHES

@parrotxx - CJ | The Suyodhana Guy

@sleep-can-wait - Archivist | TPQ Fanfic Dealer

@writergracethepanda - Grace | Our Token White Person, The Rudy Mutual, The Mom Friend

@silverstarssart - Silver | Animatic maker

@thx-sunsxts-addrxss Loife | sunset girl

@burntchickennugget2468 - Hirynne Mutual, fanartist

@fish-ofishial45 - Fishy/Angel | Family Tree Creator

@pinkroses23 - Krithana Prequel Truther

@swans-chirping-in-the-distance - Bee/Bug | KOTLC fangirl

@moondust-on-the-hijabi - Aylin | Obsessed with the moon

@mxnkeydo - Rithi - The Youngest

@maitaiwiththecorpses - Mat | Randomly online, drops the best oneshot ever and leaves, has majestic rizz

@izzy246girl - Isabella | She read it because of me

@autumn-equinox-04 - Equinox | Aladdin AU

@dream-of-potter | Not always online but we love her

@k3bookwormalert - K3G | Yes, like the movie

@sunflxwcrs - Persephone | Chronic slayage

@owocontroversy - Pineapple | Took a lap in the park when she read CoG

@honeyphobia - Loves Spider-Man

@anonymouscuzwhynot001 - Dolphin | Mostly on Wattpad

@windybitzh - The Lurkers

@the-ultimate-bookworm - V | I’m so sorry idk what to put here

@rosaadiazs - April | I always forget to change her url here

@kotlcswiftie - LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO

@blujaishah - LAST NAME IS SHAH

@book-girl4evaaa - Bea | Shut up Heather!

@my-life-tis-broken - Coming for ssj2’s crown as token boy

@sxturn-to-mxrs - Mini | Why did I not put you here earlier oops embarrassing for me

@strawblob - welcome to chaos

@bharatiya-naari-sab-pe-bhaari - new!!

@shrxe - Shree | WHY THE FUCK DIDN’T I ADD YOU BEFORE I’M SO SORRY IM SO FAKE

@telugu-girl-13 - Hasini | Somehow remembers every detail from the books it’s kind of terrifying

@bookworm-fangirl1 - Ali | Multifandom as FUCK there are so many fandoms she’s in I swear

Let me know if I forgot got you!

Silver has a YouTube channel called I See Silvered Stars

Grace has a TikTok called sheepishreader

This is the link to the joint Foul Lady Fortune AU concept our fandom has (and the blog @tpq-flf-au)

Official TPQ magazine @theofficialtpqmagazine

[avatarchic]

works in progress !

updated: 2024/04/03 note all content tags and blurbs are not finalized and may appear different in published works ; fics are not posted in any particular order

bold = current focus

(?) = undecided content tag

started works

BURNED INTO OUR SKIN zuko x reader, soulmate!au, sfw, oneshot When you turn sixteen, and your soul mark burns itself into your skin, you're proven just how strong fate can be.

HOMEWRECKER gojo satoru x reader x geto suguru, university!au, nsfw, oneshot After your landlord kicks you out, you have nowhere to go, so your best friends invite you to stay with them. When you said yes, you didn't expect to become a third wheel.

BRING ME TO THE PACIFIC shinso hitoshi x reader, pacific rim!au, sfw, oneshot Years after losing your brother to a Kaiju, you're brought back to pilot an old Jaeger as a last-ditch attempt to save the world.

BABY'S BREATH miya atsumu x reader, hanahaki!au, sfw, oneshot Miya Atsumu is the biggest idiot you've ever met. He irritates you to no end—simply being in the same room with him is enough to raise your temper. Why, then, does your breath catch whenever you see him?

accepted requests / upcoming

SERVING THE SULTAN [TBD] aizawa shota x male!reader, aladdin!au, nsfw, oneshot

UNUSUAL COMBINATIONS [TBD] bakugo katsuki, tamaki amijiki, todoroki shoto, yo shindo, monoma neito, kaminari denki x reader (paired), nsfw, headcanons

MINE, ALL MINE [TBD] bakugo katsuki x kirishima eijiro x kaminari denki x midoriya izuku x todoroki shoto x reader, nsfw, oneshot

ROCKSTAR [TBD] karasuno x reader (separately), sfw, headcanons

OFFER [TBD] kenma kozume, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintaro x reader (separately), nsfw, headcanons

LESSONS [TBD] gojo satoru x reader x nanami kento, nsfw, oneshot

LITTLE WHITE LIES [TBD] monoma neito, kirishima eijiro, todoroki shoto x reader (separately), nsfw(?), headcanons

PLAYTHING [TBD] kaminari denki, kirishima eijiro, ida tenya, sero hanta, shinso hitoshi x male!reader (separately), nsfw, headcanons

APPLE OF MY EYE [TBD] akaashi keiji, kenma kozume, kita shinsuke, oikawa toru, miya atsumu, miya osamu x reader (separately), sfw, headcanons

SHARING IS CARING [TBD] todoroki shoto x reader x bakugo katsuki, nsfw(?), oneshot

FOREIGNER [SEIJOH EDITION] seijoh x reader (separately), sfw, headcanons

©AVATARCHIC please do not plagiarize, repost, translate, or copy any of my works.

[nanamiscocksleeve]

Key:

🥖Nanami 😎Gojo 🐒Geto 🌻Higuruma

🍭 Kusakabe 🩸Choso 🦄Multi-Character

Miniseries:

The Office Pet - Part 1 🦄 - Part 2 🦄 - Part 3 🦄 - Part 4 ����

2. Natural Breeding Clinic: -Teaser 🦄 - Prologue 🦄 - Patient 1 😎

3. Perverted Professor Nanami - You're Nervous Before a Mission 🥖

Oneshots:

- Masturbating After Kento's Death 🥖 - Worshipping Kento's Cock 🥖 - Kento Pet Play 🥖 -Kento and Your Boobs 🥖 -Kento Being a Cunt Teaser 🥖 -Blossoming Milk 🥖 -Livestream 🥖 -Glory Hole Janitor 🌻 - A Sword For a Sheath 🦄 - A Helping Mouth 🥖😎 - Sucker For You 🐒 - Use Me 🥖 - As You Wish, Princess 🥖

Headcanons:

-Werewolf! Omega! Nanami -Too Sweet Song Thoughts - Reading While Cockwarming Them 🦄

Thirsty Weekends Masterlists (JJK only):

Thirsty Weekend 1 Thirsty Weekend 2 Thirsty Weekend 3 Thirsty Weekend 4

Confessionals Masterlist:

Confessions Round 1 Confessions Round 2 Confessions Round 3 Confessions Round 4

Games Masterlist:

Game 1 Game 2 Game 3

Upcoming Works:

Fertility clinic patient 2

The Office Pet Part 4

Aladdin AU with Nanami (oneshot)

The Culling Cumming Games (Coming soon) Link to idea

[butterfly-writer]

For my request, an you write a oneshot featuring Aizawa and a male reader in an Aladdin AU please? In the fic, Aizawa is a street rat and is childhood friends with the reader. But as they become adults, their friendship/relationship becomes strained as Aizawa keeps getting into serious trouble with the palace guards while the reader tries to maintain his career as a merchant. What do you think?

Trouble

Street!Rat!Aizawa x Merchant!Male!reader [Aladdin AU]

Summary: Aizawa and Y/N had a good friendship that blossomed into a relationship. But as days went on, Aizawa started to trouble the palace which left him getting chased by the guards. A well-connected merchant to the palace can’t be associated with street rats.. Right?

★☽A/N: I think it’s a really good request! Though it did take a while for me to figure it out, but I hope you like it!!

Contents: ANGST - SLIGHT FLUFF? - ALADDIN AU

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Y/N was a well-connected merchant, having a really close relationship with the king along with his daughter, the princess.

When he was younger, his father was in charge of a small region in the kingdom before being brutally murdered by the residents’ nobles. His father and the king were close since little lads so the king offered a place for him to stay in the palace after his mother died from an illness. As Y/N grew older, he had trouble in the palace, as some of the servants saw him as a "charity case" for the King. They never treated the boy kindly and would often trick him.

Tricking him into getting out of the palace before locking him out. They would sometimes even seduce or bribe the guards into not letting the boy inside which resulted in him having to stay the night outside. Because of this frequent “accident,” he eventually built a small fort for himself. It was in the corner of the library that he was given permission to take shelter at. The librarian was a close friend of his so she allowed the boy to stay there. He made it out of pillows and such.

But during his frequent stay, it was rather lonely. Atleast.. That was before Shota came into his life. The boy ran into the library and caused a small ruckus, the librarian scolding him for being loud in the quiet space. The boy apologized and made his way into the library’s halls of books. He didn’t like reading much, but he loved reading about how things worked and ideas to cause mischief. He was looking at the books and went to the end of a hall and saw Y/N in the corner with a book in his crossed arms as he slept in the small fort of pillows and blankets.

By curiosity, the black-haired boy inched closer to the fort, carefully making his moves in fear of awakening the sleeping H/C boy. But as he inched closer, he felt his wrist suddenly get grabbed. By shock and fear, he yelled and started to swing his hand to try to get the hand’s grip off him. His eyes trailed from the hand gripping him to the face of the person. It was the sleeping boy who was now awake, his slight sleepy E/C eyes looking at him.

“Who are you?” The H/C cautious eyes watching the black-haired boy. “Why should I tell you?” The boy answered stubbornly. The black-haired boy just stayed silent in response. The now awakened boy just scoffed, “Leave me alone, will you?” He groaned, letting go of the boy’s hand and rolled over to the side to not see the boy’s face.

“You look a bit too young to be out here,” the boy commented, getting a groan of annoyance in response from the other. “You look about my age, aren’t you?” The other boy with H/C hair said in a harsh tone, still faced away from the boy. “I’m 12, you?” The timid looking boy asked. “13,” he answered back. “Oh, you’re older than me,” he realized, shocked.

The black-haired sat down beside the H/C haired boy and continued to sit there in silence for a few hours. Eventually, the 13 year old boy started to feel annoyed by the other’s company. “Would you leave me alone?” He asked with an irritated voice. “If you tell me your name then I might.” The other responded. The 13 year old sighed in defeat and mumbled his name. “Repeat that?” the now curious boy requested. He sighed again and answered with a much clearer voice, “Y/N L/N.” 

“See, that wasn't so bad, wasn’t it?” The black-haired boy smiled.

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From that day forward, those two were inseparable and would spend time with each other up until they were young adults. It’s now time skipped to their 30’s. Shota being 30 and Y/N being 31. By this time, Shota had the reputation of “the street rat” who hung around with a young boy named Aladdin. While Y/N had the reputation of a successful merchant who was close with the king and his princess.

Originally, the king wanted his daughter to marry Y/N but Y/N protested and had to admit his sexuality. The king was mad at first, clearly enraged by this information but after some time, he started to accept Y/N for his likings.

Though the king never thought Y/N L/N, a practical son to him, would love a street rat like Shota Aizawa. L/N loved Aizawa and he loved him too and started to hang out more often. But Y/N felt some sort of uneasy feeling about the blackhead’s reputation.

If anyone were to find out his relationship with the well-known thief who was friends with another thief and their monkey, his reputation as a merchant would be torn apart.

But he tries his best to spend time with his beloved. Y/N would travel out of the city and would help prosper their kingdom and its wealth. And sometimes he would make an excuse, saying he’s going to another kingdom to get some wealth for the kingdom, but in reality, he was visiting Aizawa and his friend, and the monkey of course.

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For the past week, Y/N has been…concerned about Aizawa. He has been getting in trouble for years, sure, but now he has been troubling the guards and would always have to run away from them before he could get arrested. And Y/N ended up arguing with him about keeping a low profile.

“Just, please stop! You’ll end up in the dungeon!” Y/N said with a concerned voice. Aizawa just scoffed, “So what? I can always break out,” he said in a relaxed voice, rolling his eyes. “That’s not what I meant.” The H/C haired straightened his posture, he was clearly pissed at his response. “What? That you’re lovey dovey with a thief like me? And you don’t want anyone to know it?” Aizawa also started to lose his temper. “I..” Y/N paused, looked down in some guilt. “Of course, you’re ashamed of me,” Aizawa scoffed. “Oh, don’t twist my words,” Y/N spat with venom. “What? It’s the truth,” Aizawa spat back.

They argued for hours. Each word led to more conflict between them. They said words that they didn’t mean to say. Some words were hurtful too, commenting about their bad childhood and commenting about their personality now. It was a heated argument and it ended not how the two wanted it. It was in heat of the moment and Y/N didn’t mean it when he said,

“Maybe I don’t need someone like you in my life!” In his angered tone. But when he realized his mistake, it was too late to apologize. Aizawa looked at him with shock which turned into disgust and anger and slapped him across the face. “You’re nothing but a privileged man! Don’t ever contact me again,” Aizawa spat out. Y/N wanted to respond, desperate to apologize but Aizawa wanted nothing to do with Y/N at that moment. He left Y/N who stood there frozen, and couldn't utter a word, except two. He spoke to them with such softness, Aizawa couldn’t hear his woes.

“I’m sorry..”

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★☽A/N: That’s all for this one! But would you guys want a second part? I already have an idea in mind! I know this was a oneshot but I wanted to try doing a cliffhanger! lolol