#genie au

[rockyteriyaki]

slacken, tense by @rockyteriyaki

galex genie au, rated e, 10k. completed!

The word ‘wish�� refuses to register, popping up and then redacting itself like Netflix when George forgets his VPN. “If I, hypothetically, were to wish for, er—three rubber ducks, one after the other, that would—liberate you?” And Alex looks at him then, properly, and it’s really quite striking. He has a very intense look, George realizes, when his face isn’t being warped by squinting eyes or a laughing mouth. “You could wish for that,” Alex says slowly. “But come on, George. Is that really, like, your deepest desire?”

written for @motorsport-halloween!!!! officially the longest fic i have EVER written and a massive learning process for all involved. shoutout to redscarez for the beta :-)

[sourtomatola]

I started these a while ago and forgot about them, but after seeing agent-darkfest's Jinni AU, I wanted to at lest finish what I had planned for this ^^

I've got no story for this or anything, I just freakening love all powerful wish granting tricksters

[browneyesandhair]

Incorrect Bridgerton Quotes Penelope: Now, thought of any wishes, yet? Colin: Not really? But I do have more questions. Penelope: We’ll get back to them. What about wishing for fortune?  Colin: I already have that.  Penelope: Fame? Colin: It came with the fortune.  Penelope: A big family?  Colin: I have seven siblings.  Penelope: Are you kidding me right now? What do you want?!

Insp: IDO

[aut2imagineart]

This is a commission I made for @ironbar36. It's a genie au where Velvette from Hazbin Hotel is an evil genie who's also a fashionista and skilled potion maker. This was a fun one to do, especially doing her outfit which is inspired by Zeta the sorceress from the Nick Jr. show Shimmer and Shine. Though I'm going to be busy this month with work and trying to dedicate my free time to making Christmas themed content I may conceder taking commissions more actively in January or February.

Hazbin Hotel belongs to Vivziepop.

As always, comments and critiques are welcome.

[metalatias5]

AU Summary of my Genie AU

This is GenieSimon

In this AU Simon actually decided to get on the bus with Betty, which lead him to come across different artifacts than in canon.

One such artifact was an empty genie lamp which sucked Simon in to turn him into its new genie when he rubbed it as a joke.

Once she got over the shock, Betty rubbed the lamp and became Simon's first master, trying to free him with her 3 wishes, but no way she tried to formulate it worked.

Once Betty's wished were wasted, Simon got stuck in the lamp and Betty held onto it, trying to find a way to get Simon out until she inevitably lost it during the mushroom war.

Little Marcy became Simon's second Master when she found the lamp in the rubble while looking for food and water.

Simon, seeing the situation the world and this lone little girl were in got Marcy to wish for him to take care of her for as long as she needed him. Her second wish was to change the lamp into something more huggable and despite his warning, she tried to use her third wish to free him, wasting it.

Thanks to her first wish, Simon was still able to leave the "lamp" though until she got old enough to take care of herself, then he was once again stuck inside the now plush-toy lamp.

Marcy held onto the Hambo-lamp until Ash sold it to some wizard. She tried to get him back, but was always one step behind as he got traded or stolen further until he eventually ended up in Finn & Jake's treasure pile.

[moreespressoformydepresso]

New ask gameeee thanks for the tag @ylvisruinedmylife and @majorsoapfan

send me an emoji and i'll write a couple sentences for the corresponding WIP, both ongoing works, things I haven’t started yet but want to, and the travesties in the making that reside in my drafts✨

Don’t question the emojis they make sense to me and me alone I fear. I tried to summarize as best as possible but while brevity is the soul of wit, I fear I am terminally stupid:

❤️‍🔥The Losing Battle(We Won’t Stop Fighting) Treech and Lamina stay together during the Hunger Games

⛲️ I Didn’t Think I’d Care (But I’m Not Letting Go) the zoo gets blown up and the kids stay with their mentors, somehow this causes the end of the games and the downfall of Gaul’s career and plans

⚜️ Ragtag Group Of Kids Separately Escape Death Through Various Increasingly Stupid Means And Wreak Havoc, More At 11 crack fic where all sorts of fix-it ideas are mashed together to create the end of Gaul’s career, the President’s dignity, and the Capitol’s ego. It’s funny to me but I am not funny so…

🐍 Vipsania’s Version: Realizations Vipsania Sickle’s POV of the events of When The Clock Stops Ticking (We’ll Be Painted Red) where Treech and Reaper meet, fall in love, and lose each other as Treech becomes the victor of the 10th Hunger Games

🕰️ Treaper: The Extended Universe Time Travel AU of When The Clock Stops Ticking (We’ll Be Painted Red) @tumblingghosts graced me with where Treech and Reaper travel back in time following the events of the 10th Hunger Games to the first time they saw each other in the train, decide that they’re not gonna suffer through this all over again and change the world through the power of teamwork and emotional manipulation

🪷 Flowers Bloom In The Ash Of Our Past Where Treech is a Jehova’s Witness and Tanner is a leather wearing social outcast in High School. One learns to open themself up to the world beyond their rigid upbringing, the other learns to not judge the person based on their beliefs, but on their actions instead. And perhaps they can both find each other in the middle

🪸 Mythical Creatures All the tributes are some kind of mythical creature and the first part of the mentorship assignment is for the mentors to earn their tribute’s trust. This forces them to learn more about the districts as a whole and makes the Capitol realize the districts all have cultures just as rich, if not more so, than the Capitol itself. The tributes get to blow up Gaul’s lab and thus the Hunger Games with it.

🦊 They Don’t Bite (Yeah They Do) The districts are all animal shapeshifters and their cuteness ends the Hunger Games. No that’s it that’s the fic it’s just cute animals ruining Gaul’s life

🧞 A Girl On A Mission And Her Anxious Genie Lamina hates life until she finds a lamp, cleans it, and gets herself a genie named Treech in return. A very cute genie who gives her three wishes a day and is curious about the human world. On her quest to get back at bullies and solve the problems that pop up in her life, she drags her new genie friend around on adventures and may just score herself a boyfriend in the process.

🖋️ Written In Ink, Printed In Gold Lamina’s a famous author who meets Treech on a boulevard where he’s trying to sell his own books because no agent will take him for totally not racist reasons. They fall in love at first nerd-session and Lamina loves his book so much she vows to get him and authors like him the attention they deserve.

�� The Author And The Actor Lamina’s a world-famous author working on the adaptation of her most recent work when she overrules a casting decision made by the director because she thinks Treech, who was originally rejected, perfectly captures her vision of the male lead. Her originally white male lead. The people object, Lamina rejects their objection, bing bang romance.

⚔️ Of Medics And Mercy Non-romantic WW2 AU: Treech is a young Japanese war medic sent to aid the Germans in France in the summer of 1944. Tanner (USA), Reaper (Canada), Marcus (UK), and Facet (French resistance member) are a group of allied soldiers trying to take back France. They meet in a small French town when Treech ignores his orders to retreat to help an injured Tanner.

🔮 Growing Pains Harry Potter AU where TreeMina are childhood friends. Treech is a muggleborn sorted into Slytherin and Lamina is a pureblood sorted into Hufflepuff. They grow apart, especially when Lamina’s new friend start to bully Treech for being in the “bad house” and her attempts to remain ‘neutral’ push him away further and further. Years later, she realizes just how far apart they’ve grown and just how deep her love for him runs, but is it too late to fix things?

❄️ Charmed To Meet You Lamina, a Gryffindor whose friend group is known at Hogwarts for fighting a new evil each year, is trying to find a solution for an obstacle on their latest adventure when she stumbles across Treech. A Ravenclaw (in)famous for playing around with magic of all kinds purely out of curiosity for what might happen and occasionally inventing new spells/potions in the process. When he offers to help her in hopes of learning something new, he not only becomes a valuable part of the team by creating a new spell for them, but also possibly Lamina’s date to the Winter Ball…

♈️ Heavens Know What Earth Must Learn

The Districts all have Zodiac-related magic, but they can only use it when summoned by someone who has their Rune, an object that acts as the key to temporarily activating one’s magic. Whoever holds the Rune can force the person tied to it to do as the holder pleases. When the Districts lost the war, they were forced to give their magic item to a Capitol citizen once they’re old enough to use that magic. The mentors come in possession of the Runes of their canon tributes (no games in this universe though) they learn how cruel Capitol citizens can be and begin to realize the flaws in the system, slowly rallying the people behind them and overthrowing the government.

I’m going to tag @persephoneprice, @tumblingghosts and @cleverqueencommander (I’m gonna post about Descendants again soon I promise I’m just still trying to recover from The Rise Of Red) I am very sorry if you’ve been tagged already

[thavron]

New Figment Chapter!

Finally! Chapter 5 of Figment (aka Genie AU) is done!

Aziraphale is as patient as Crowley is old.

[theprofessionalpromptmaker]

4! (2024-2025)

Person A is a wish granting entity who only comes out during New Years, because people’s desperation and hope is strongest and that’s what fuels the wishes they grant. Person B made an odd wish, and Person A grants it, but due to the power of Person B’s desperation and hope, the magic of the wish begins to untangle the very fabric of reality to remake it to perfectly and permanently grant Person B’s wish.

[gamerbearmira]

Some poor gullible shmuck: "I wish i can fly!" Genie! Camilo: "Your wish is granted!" *turns him into a fly*

I would actually riot

[rockyteriyaki]

last lines game!

tagged by @powerful-owl to share the last lines of my latest wip (which is, coincidentally, also my motorsport halloween fic 👻)

It’s not often that adrenaline runs through George’s body unchanneled. There are well-worn straits for his panic, carved pathways that turn raw emotion into turning and braking and gripping. None of that is here for him now. He grabs the flashlight, holds it in both hands like it’s a firearm. His fingers find the gummy rubber switch and it slides on its tracks with barely any force at all. A blinding beam of light throws itself into George’s room. In the center of the spotlight, throwing a hand up to guard against the brilliance, is a man. George falls out of the bed.

tagging anyone who sees this & wants to participate!! tag me if you do >:)

[lili-divine-artist]

Little drawing in preparation! Have you guessed who it is :3

[browneyesandhair]

I dream of ...

Snippet from the chapter:

“What was that?” She demanded, her pointer finger poking his chest with each word.

“My first wish?” He said, hesitantly.

“No, Colin. You can’t just do that. I am immortal. There is no need to save me. There is only a need to save yourself. I can’t die. Any pain I feel would be temporary, especially when compared with your mortality.”

[aut2imagineart]

Here's the demon version of genie Emberlynn Pinkle. I don't usually draw things resembling furries but they did such a good job on her demon form IMO.

Helluva Boss belongs to Vivienne Medrano (Vivziepop).

As always, comments and critiques are welcome.

[metalatias5]

How Finn and Jake find Genie Simon? Or is it Marceline who recognizes him when she visits and sees his treasure?

Man, Iimagine their reunion must be very moving

PS. I love your art and your AUs are just amazing! ❤️

Thank you! ^^

I haven't planned out exactly how GenieSimon would reunite with Marceline yet, though most likely she's already friends with Finn and Jake by the time they discover GenieSimon so they would reunite through them.

Finn and Jake basically just kinda picked up his "lamp" (Hambo) along with some treasure and tossed it in their treasure pile, probably not really paying any mind to it, not even enough to wonder whether it's a regular plushtoy or something cursed or whatever, they definitely didn't know that it was something Marceline had been searching for for years at that point.

It's BMO who eventually discovers GenieSimon and allows him to come out again when he finds the plushie between all the gold and gives it a hug, becoming GenieSimon's next master (since the lamp was changed into a plushtoy the requirement to rub it has been replaced with giving the plush a squeeze).

my first colored drawing of GenieSimon shows BMO meeting him after squeezing Hambo (I only drew the characters in this pic, the background is a shot from the series)

[echoghost1]

All You’ve Ever Wanted Chapter 2

Summary: Not everyone who dies is gone for good. Not everyone who comes back, comes back as a ghost.

Sometimes, if just the right criteria are met, they become something much more powerful.

Chapter Word Count: 1,610

Prompt: Instead of becoming a halfa, Danny became a genie upon his death. He gets captured and enslaved by Vlad who uses him to fulfill all his wishes but Desire eventually notices the disturbances caused by another genie and rescues him. She becomes his mentor/mom.

For: @ghostboidanny

You can read on AO3 or down below the cut

Chapter 1

Danny sighed as he looked out the window. If it weren’t for the trees, this would be a wonderful spot to stargaze. The house was far enough from the nearest town that the light pollution was nonexistent. But even with the leaves gone, the branches were still blocking the view.

He turned away from the window and lay on his bed instead.

The artificial stars on the ceiling twinkled for him, but it wasn’t the same. Even if they matched the sky perfectly.

He rolled over to his side and pulled the nearest pillow into a hug.

He wanted to go home.

But he couldn’t.

He wasn’t even sure he could call it home anymore.

His sister didn’t want anything to do with him. If his parents knew what had happened to him they wouldn’t like him anymore either.

Then again, even if they did want him, it didn’t matter.

He couldn’t leave.

He couldn’t do anything.

Not unless Master wished it.

Danny shuddered in annoyance. He hated that he had to call him that. Even in his own head.

Stupid rules.

Danny got up from the bed and threw the pillow at the wall.

He wanted out but he wasn’t allowed.

He had to stay in his room until he was called.

He wanted to scream but nothing ever came out when he did.

He wasn’t allowed to be loud.

Master could have soundproofed the room, but Master thought it was funnier to soundproof the boy.

Danny screamed his silent scream at the door.

He wasn’t sure why he kept doing that.

It never made him feel any better.

The lack of sound was one thing, but it was his inability to run out of breath that hurt more.

He sank to the floor and tried not to think about that too much.

He shifted his legs into a tail and rested his chin on his knees, or what would be knees if he was using his legs.

He didn’t want to think about it.

His eyes watered, but he held it in.

He didn’t want to think about it.

The tears spilled over and fell down his cheeks.

He didn’t want to think about it.

His face couldn’t be wet, because he wasn’t sad.

He couldn’t think about it.

He could pretend they weren’t tears. They were just shooting stars.

He couldn’t think about it.

He was just a young genie with too many wishes ungranted. He just had to manifest them. He was just turning the wishes into shooting stars so they were easier to share.

He couldn’t think about it.

He couldn’t think about how his life was over.

Couldn’t think about how he died.

Couldn’t think about how he’d never seen anyone he cared for ever again.

Couldn’t think about how he was a prisoner.

He couldn’t think about any of that.

He couldn’t because that would make him sad.

If he was too sad he’d cry.

But he wasn’t crying.

His face wasn’t wet. 

It was just a little shiny from the stardust.

“Oh Daniel?” Master called. “I wish you’d meet me in the library. It’s time for another lesson.” His voice wasn’t coming from outside the door or from over a speaker, but from inside Danny’s head.

Whenever Master spoke to his lamp he could hear it.

Whenever he held the lamp he heard him.

Danny wiped his not-tears away and muttered a quick, “as you wish,” to himself before appearing just outside the library doors.

He took a breath he didn’t need and pushed away his distracting thoughts. It was time for his lessons and he needed to focus.

He floated into the room and found Master standing near the large picture window in the back of the library.

"Good evening, Master." Danny greeted once he was close enough.

"Ah, there you are Daniel. Right on time." Master said as if Danny could ever be late.

Instead of saying anything about that, he asked, "What's tonight's lesson?"

Master smiled at him and closed the distance between them, "always so eager."

Danny returned the smile. It wasn’t quite praise, but it was close enough.

“I just got word that my request was approved.” Master started only to pause.

“Congratulations,” Danny said knowing that’s what Master wanted to hear.

“Thank you,” Master said with a tone that was more akin to someone who was proud that their pet did the trick they had commanded them to do and not actual gratitude.

He didn’t understand why Master bothered doing things the normal way when he was right here. He could just wish for it and it would be his.

Whatever his greedy little heart desired.

“I’m sure you’re curious as to what it is?” Master said.

“Of course, Master. Do tell.” Danny said politely.

Why did Master insist on all of these games? Why did it always take so long for Master to say anything? Why was he always so dramatic?

“The anniversary of my college graduation is coming up soon. 20 years, if you can believe it.”

“Really? You don’t look that old.” Danny said.

Then he froze. He wasn’t supposed to interrupt Master. It was against the rules.

But then again, he shouldn’t have been able to say anything. He couldn’t break the rules. He was physically unable to break the rules.

Master made sure of it.

So then how did he do that?

Danny racked his brain trying to figure out what happened. Then he realized what it was.

A loophole.

Danny wasn’t allowed to interrupt Master when he was speaking.

Danny must always compliment Master. The more genuine the better.

So he couldn’t interrupt unless he was giving an honest compliment.

It was kind of stupid but it worked.

“Thank you,” Master said and for once sounded like he meant it.

Master took a moment to compose himself and then continued, "The reunion. l have been given permission to host and I'll be having it here, in my castle."

That did sound impressive. No wonder Master was in such a good mood.

"I believe it will make things easier if I don’t have to call for you when I need you during the party. It would draw too much attention if I had to pull out your lamp every time."

Danny nodded along, curious to see where exactly Master was going with this.

"Tonight's lesson will focus on your shape-shifting abilities. We need to figure out what your limits are and what role you could fill."

Danny nodded. He wasn’t sure he had limits.

"First let's try age. I wish you looked older."

"As you wish."

Since he wasn't sure how old Master wanted him, he let himself age gradually.

It was a little strange doing this. Aging. Not only doing so in this strange almost time-lapse, but because he never would ever get any older.

He was fourteen forever. Too old to be a child but not old enough to be an adult.

He couldn’t think about it.

He stopped somewhere in his early twenties.

Danny looked himself over in the reflection of the window. It was dark enough outside it worked perfectly as a mirror.

He was taller, his shoulders broader, and the beginnings of facial hair on his chin but nowhere else.

He wondered if this is actually what he would have grown up to look like or if Master had an influence on his current appearance.

"Hmm, no, I don't think that will do." Master said with a shake of his head, "I don't plan on using you as a bodyguard."

Danny slimmed himself down again, narrowed his shoulders, lost the muscle definition and the facial hair. He let himself shrink to be just a little shorter than Master. He looked closer to an 18-year-old now.

"Ah, much better. Now I believe a suit would be more appropriate, don't you?"

Danny did as he was told and now wore a suit. Nothing as fancy as Master's but it was still nicer than anything he had ever worn before.

He added a pair of cufflinks that matched his lamp. They even glowed a little.

It wasn’t much, but it made him smile.

"Very good," Master said but he was still pondering something.

As much as Danny wanted to ask about it, he obediently didn't.

He wasn’t allowed to interrupt.

"As good as this is, I feel you still look too much like, well, you."

He really wanted to ask why that would be a problem. Would any of his guests even know him? It was a 20-year college reunion.

"They really didn't say anything?"

Master's question only confused him more. 

"Daniel, did you not even question why I was in your old bedroom the night I released you?"

Danny felt a chill on his cheeks. Is that what it felt like to blush as a ghost?

Master pinched the bridge of his nose, "Of course you didn't, you stupid child."

Danny looked to the floor. His embarrassment quickly shifted into shame.

"I was at your house, during your wake, because I knew your parents. I met them over 20 years ago. In college."

Oh.

Master was right. He wasn’t very smart.

A smart person would have figured that out.

Or at least questioned it.

Then again if he was smarter he would've found a way to get Jazz's attention before Master came.

If he was smarter he would still be alive.

"Oh stop moping."

"Sorry Master."

He couldn’t think about it.

He wished Master would make that a rule.

Wished he couldn’t think about it.

But he couldn’t grant his own wishes.

No matter how hard he tried.