#rewritale

[wulfdreaded]

@rewritale location: le forest

portals.

zeke  ..hated  them,  he  hated  that  all  the  realms  were  connected  without  even  asking  him  when  his  home  was  part  of  the  deal.  his  forest.  it  was  now  also  connected  to  places  he'd  never  seen  before  &  places  he  didn't  want  to  see.  he  didn't  even  want  to  know  they  existed.  his  forest  didn't  need  strangers  wandering  about.  but  he  needed  to  know  what  was  out  there  in  order  to  protect  himself  &  his  home.

it  wasn't  curiosity  that  brought  him  to  a  land  ...different  to  his  own.  it  was  caution.  if  he  learned  about  them,  he  could  prepare.  right.  he  let  out  a  small  sigh  as  he  wandered,  taking  in  the  sights,  the  smells  &  all  the  other  different  first  impressions.  even  the  ground...  felt  different  under  his  bare  feet.  senses  in  overdrive,  the  wolf  pranced  through  the  strange  forest  with  caution,  catching  a  scent  that  had  his  mouth  water.  boar.  he...  was  due  lunch,  might  as  well.

quick  on  his  feet,  the  wolf  was  off,  chasing  a  scent  &  nothing  could  stop  him.  not  until  he  was  ..snacking.  with  no  water  source  nearby  &  a  lack  of  motivation,  he  just  stayed  where  he  was,  hands  &  mouth  bloody  after  tearing  through  flesh.  he'd  made  quite  the  mess,  the  boar  had  ...fought  &  squeaked,  probably  drawing  attention  to  him.

leaves  rustled  close  by  &  zeke  was  on  his  feet  in  seconds,  growl  on  his  lips.  mine.  when  he  saw  a  …man?  emerge  from  the  brushes.  “i  caught  it.”  voice  low  &  velvety,  but  it  carried.  mine.  if  it  was  his  -  or  if  he  had  a  problem,  well  -  he  was  too  late.  why…  did  he  not  catch  his  scent,  though?  had  he  been  too  distracted  with  lunch?  “who  are  you?”

[excaliburwielded]

for: merlin, @rewritale location: arthur's bedchambers

sunlight cut into the room between the curtains; not blinding but a gradual warmth that stirred arthur awake; that and the subtle movement and drip in the mattress. the king stretched languidly in his extremely large bed — big enough for more than three people even — letting his muscles and body wake up with him. enjoying the morning that he got to sleep in a little more than usual. he had most of the day free, the first in a long while; barring some emergency. perhaps he could explore the woods and enjoy the forest air in his lungs later.

naked frame covered by the blanket, he turned to his side... only to find his bed mate already getting dressed. the fabric of the blanket slipped down his torso and he propped himself up slightly, revealing his muscular pectorals. "leaving so soon, my dear wizard?" a small pout on his face that turns into a grin, hand reaching out to pull merlin back onto the bed.

[talebytale]

m/m nsfw gif starters: [ 02 ] for khan and bagheera

[02]

How long had it been since his arms had been wrapped around the other? To feel the other jungle cat's body heat against his own? Their paths had crossed a few times over the years since Bagheera left the cartel due to their... differing opinions on the man-cub, but their reunions always ended like this. "Still so tight for me, huh? Bet no one can fuck you as good as I do," Khan stated with a hint of a growl in his tone as he used his strength to lift the other were off of the bed, using his brute strength to fuck him on his cock.

[shoedropped]

@rewritale (kamran) location: north pole / some library

to  read  about  something  was  one  thing,  but  to  see  something  you've  read  about  as  a  child  come  true  was  quite  ..jarring,  in  a  way.  maybe  liberating,  too  -  up  to  some  point,  but  mostly  just  jarring,  because  reality  never  exceeded  expectations.  quite  the  opposite,  reality  often  fell  short.  in  this  case,  he  was  less  eager  than  usual  to  witness  it  for  the  sole  sake  of  ...  not  wanting  to  be  disappointed.  but  kit  went  &  he  felt  the  urge  to  accompany  his  fiancé.  what  would  people  think  if  he  didn't?  probably  nothing,  but  still  -  he  wouldn't  risk  that.

but  it  was  too  crowded,  too  social,  the  pressure  simply  was  ...  too  much.  he  held  &  he  held,  but  at  some  point  he  couldn't  anymore.  he  bolted  &  went  to  find  some  place  safe.  some  place  familiar.  surely  nobody  would  mind  him  exploring  the  library,  right?  he  was  surprised  there  even  was  one  here,  but  then  again...  where  there's  people,  there's  books,  right?

after  letting  himself  inside,  strolling  through  the  many  shelves,  fingers  running  over  the  backs  of  a-many  books  in  his  search,  he  finally  found  something  that  called  to  him.  the  peace  &  quiet  in  here  was  ...  better.  he  enjoyed  it  greatly.  it  wouldn't  have  to  be  long.  he  just  needed  to  recharge  a  little  bit.  book  clasped  in-between  fingers,  ella  went  searching  for  a  comfortable,  secluded  place  to  sit  ...  only  to  find  someone  else  already  here.  "oh."  glancing  around  to  see  if  it  was  just  them,  or  if  he  missed  someone  else's  presence  in  here,  he  shot  the  man  a  little  smile.  "you  uh...  you  mind  if  i..?"  motioning  at  the  seat  next  to  the  man,  shoulders  pulled  into  a  little  shrug.

[onceuponers]

@rewritale

Hook ran his ship like, well, the Navy —not that he would know what that is— which meant nothing happened on there that he didn't have express knowledge about. Nobody dared cross him. If they did, they found out the hard way just how expertly he manipulated his titular appendage.

So this one quiet night, hearing a commotion in his private cabin, he needed to set someone straight.

"Who dares board the Jolly Roger without my approval...?" Hook asks, slowly approaching the noise, his hooked hand guiding the way. "Choose your words carefully, matey, as they may very well be your last..."

[princetaled]

int.        john   clayton   i's   makeshift   cabin.        night.

"       we   really   should   stop   meeting   like   this,   my   friend.       "                       john   says,   chuckling   softly   as   he   applies   more   of   the   healing   salve   on   martin's   wounds.   they   were   only   cuts   and   bruises,   thank   god,   but   this   one   in   particular   has   bled   quite   a   lot   when   he   moved   him   to   the   cabin.   far   from   recovered   even   after   a   day   of   healing,   but   at   least   the   bleeding   have   subsided.

kneeling   by   his   side,   he   places   a   hand   against   the   other's   forehead,   then   his   cheek   a   little   close   to   his   mouth   to   feel   his   breath.   his   fever   has   gone   down   as   well.   all   good   signs.        "       your   fever   is   going   down.   that's   good.       "        he   says,   nodding.        "       you   should   be   healed   in   a   few   days.   is   there   anything   you   want?       "

for @rewritale.

[rewritingtales]

technically they're his first? vilem might not know what jeb is exactly, but he knows that they're nothing like the were-creatures that he's had to deal with in the past. no, they're something much more sinister than that. “in the way that you're thinking, yes, you're my first.” he shakes his head almost faster than the words are able to come out of his mouth. “no, i wouldn't.” magic like that comes at a price. plus, he's not meant to live forever. he's human for a reason. “i'm happy with the way that i'm aging.” vilem sticks his chin out and puffs out his chest a bit.

Jeb can smell the faint fear... no, alert. Wariness wafting from their new friend. That delights them. They are monsters by their nature, and they exist to be feared and shunned and hated. "Does that make us your first?" They ask as the mist spills out of their form, clinging to Vilem along with their arms. "Would you like to live longer?" Their question rings dark and hollow, with unearthly glints in their eyes. Many humans they have encountered wanted immortality without knowing the risk of being endless. Of course, Jabberwocky can help them exist forever. Within their domain. Lost in the mist forever.

[wulfdreaded]

@rewritale (jeb) location: zeke's forest hehe

zeke  had  been  feeling  a  little  ...on  edge  about  it  all.  the  portals,  new  enemies  &  old  now  with  a  direct  path  to  each  other.  an  easy  alliance  to  be  formed  against  him.  yes,  he  had  been  pardoned,  but  for  starters  -  zeke  didn't  even  know  if  he  wanted  to  be  &  more  importantly,  he  didn't  think  those  who  wanted  his  head  would  be  stopped  by  the  king's  announcement.  zeke  carried  guilt  with  him  that  could  never  be  washed  away.  not  that  he  actually  felt  guilty.  but  he  had  blood  on  his  hands  (it  was  tasty)  some  would  never  unsee  &  he  knew  what  he  was  doing  when  ...he  did  it.  all  of  it.  not  once  could  he  put  the  blame  on  someone  else.  it  was  his  doing.  he  was  proud,  truly.

but  so  he  knew  to  keep  his  eyes  open  &  his  ears  on  alert.  fluffy  &  definitely  better  at  their  job  than  the  human  version  he  wore  some  days,  he  was  strolling  the  forest,  patrolling  &  observing,  but  he  was  also  hunting.  it  was  early,  maybe  he  could  grab  breakfast  while  out  here.  sniffing  wildly  as  he  walked,  he  caught  a  scent  unlike  anything  he  ...ever  smelled  before.  nose  scrunched  with  the  impact  of  unfamiliarity,  a  low  growl  rippled  through  him.  no,  not  squirrel.  cheeky  little  fuckers.  it  was  ...something  else.  someone  ..else.

he  tracked  the  scent  -  carefully,  hidden  in  brush,  in  the  shadows  as  he  trailed  alongside  the  path  leading  through  part  of  the  woods.  never  leave  the  path,  the  humans  had  funny  rules.  he  found  ..  a  man.  he  looked  like  a  man.  but  the  scent  ...  was  off-putting,  it  was  ..  strange  &  he  was  curious  &  anxious  at  the  same  time.  not  afraid,  but  ...  cautious.  yes,  cautious.  staying  hidden,  he  growled  lowly,  "who  are  you?  why  are  you  here?"  something  he  learned  from  the  metal  man.

[talebytale]

Where: Kamran's Chambers @ The North Pole

Who: Solamir (Genie) ft. Kamran (Jafar) @rewritale

"Yeah, I'll be there," had been the words that Solamir stated when the sultan requested his presence in the various realms - to use the djinn's magic for protection, or to grant him his every wish, or for other reasons - because, really, that's all he could say. The djinn knew that they were bound to the sultan, that they couldn't say no - after all, it had been the sultan's last wish to free him from the lamp... but bound him to him so that he could use his cosmic might however he saw fit.

Some days, he wondered if it would've been better to suffer through being in the lamp for eons until they awoken, crick in the neck or not.

Still, the wish had been granted and Solamir had to do as his master wished, and so, in a puff of blue smoke, they teleported themselves to the North Pole where the next celebration was being had. Dusting himself off, as they were sure they still had some sand on their clothes, Solamir began to make his way to the quarters that his master was staying at, and he let his knuckles rap against the door frame.

[khaoticfairytails]

LOCATION: The Royal Kingdom of Arendelle MUSE: Elsen Agnarrsdattr & Myriddin Emrys Wyllt STATUS: Closed | @rewritale

The regal King was always fond of the beauty of Arendelle. He found joy and happiness within the confines of the palace and would forever enjoy showing it off to newcomers and visitors who wanted to explore the cultures and world of the city. To his surprise, a passing-through encounter led her to Merlin. Known as Myriddin Emrys Wyllt. He was accustomed to the name Merlin because of his magical gifts and power of cryokinesis. As the long winter blue robe trailed behind the King, Elsen slowly approached the legendary magician and offered a greeting. "Thank you for visiting Arendelle. We are definitely pleased to have you here. I am sure you have visited such lands before, in your time. But we would love you to stay and explore what the palace has become."

He was poised and firm - everything that a king was supposed to be; he led by example and wanted to keep a safe environment for his kingdom. Which often times included extended olive branches to those who could have been a future ally. But at the moment he wasn't sure if it was an olive branch he wanted to extend or if there was something that caught his eye.

[onceuponers]

Carmine is, regrettably, very easy to flatter, and he enjoys being pandered to. Perhaps Kamran perceived as much about him and modulated his tone to better serve them both.

"Carmine, King of the Reds," he returns, nodding. This was a sort-of diplomatic trip, and any new allies he could make here would only help him and Wonderland in the long run. "The honor is mine to share."

"Agrabah... I am not familiar with this realm," he muses to himself. "But to be fair, I do not know much about the universe beyond Wonderland. I suppose it is why we are all here tonight, no?"

Kamran appraises the man in front of him and makes some quick observations. The regal, commanding presence, attires that befit a ruler and dotting yet frightened attendants lurking about... Of course this man is a sovereign. Kamran is quite familiar with that sort of men. Powerful, self-assured and demanding men. He knows just how to please and entertain them. His years as a consort and royal vizier were not wasted. "No, please, I'm the one who should be apologizing for my poor manner. After all, I was imposing myself without a proper introduction." He offers a simple smile, not quite apologetic but polite enough. He is a ruler too. No need to grovel.

"I'm sure you are being modest. Surely a man with your raw charisma wouldn't live in a quaint palace." A little bit of subtle compliment and... "I find frilly a bit of a waste. Though sometimes luxury is necessary, I am if anything a man of science and industry. And please pardon me, I've dismissed my attendants so I must announce myself like a common man," Kamran sighs rather dramatically before introducing himself. "Sultan Kamran Jafar Barmaki of Agrabah. If I could make your acquaintance, I'm sure it'd be a great honor."

[talesofwxnder]

who: @rewritale

where: wonderland

Wonderland was full of fascinating creatures, Jasper should know after all he was one of them. Though he spent most of his time in his cat form when he was in wonderland he found himself spending more and more time in his human form. He had to admit there were quite a few drawbacks to his human form though. He was much more confident in the quickfooted form of his cat. So he found himself slinking through the woods of his home in search of something to keep himself entertained when ha happened upon a figure in the woods.

He took perch in the branches of the trees for awhile just watching his find for some time deciding what he wanted to do. For most in wonderland he would jump from the high branches and shift to his human form just before landing in front of them to give them a good scare but for this particular resident he held back. He was never quite sure of the welcome he would receive when interacting with Jebediah and he used caution approaching him.

Scampering down from his tree he shifted forms and approached him with a grin looking over his shoulder to see what he was up to. "Hello there lovely. What are you doing out here in the woods today? Are you perhaps looking for some fun as well? We can go find some nice birds to terrorize if you want! I haven't chased a bird in days."

[sosangthehollowx]

Special Delivery for @rewritale (Martin)

Location: Martin's Forest

Parin usually had some pretty good luck, honestly. People generally liked him. He didn't have a whole lot to worry about in the grand scheme of things. However, everyone had a bad day at some point in time and today happened to his. When he was busking, trying to make some coin, some kid came by and took all the money he had earned and was gone in a flash it seemed. How disappointing. With that unfortunate turn of events, Parin knew that he should probably keep busking, but he really needed to take some time to relax and breathe after that debacle.

After a quick pop though a portal, he decided that a nice peaceful place was the forest. No one ever robbed him there. He walked for a few minutes, wanting to find a nice, plushy spot to sit and eventually plopped down with a huff. He pulled is lute off his back and laid down, crossing one leg over the other. Parin wasn't a huge fan of silence, even though he was trying to relax, so he found himself pulling out his pipe and began to whistle a dulcet tune.

[thrcughthewccds]

where: agrabah palace | when: day | whom: @rewritale Kamran

Flynn loved exploring castles. Partly because he can't really sit still, but another because his old habits of casing places is hard to get rid of.

Sure, he's not going to steal anything, but it doesn’t hurt to know as many exit points as possible. He's got to protect Ray, obviously.

Of course, old habits really die hard because he (unconsciously, he swears) lifts some monkey trinket off some display or something. It's gold with rubies and sapphires adding details. He'd mainly thought Ray would love it, but of course, he's rusty and got caught. So now he's being brought before their gracious host, the sultan, getting shoved down to his knees.

[taledhq]

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@rewritale

[talebytale]

@rewritale

When the weretiger had heard that the other had shown his face around, Khan knew... He had to do something about it. He had to make sure that his inner circle, those that were part of his crime syndicate that were weres, knew very well that one didn't just cross Khan and get away with it - and Bagheera had certainly done so. Leaving the organization so he could take care of the man cub had angered Khan, profusely, but he didn't waste any of his resources hunting the man down because he knew... one day, he'd return.

And then he would get his revenge.

"Bagheera, my old friend..." Khan spoke, his amber eyes gleaming with something sinister as he approached the other were-creature, moving to place a hand upon his shoulder. "Why now of all times did you show up, hmm? Especially here, now?" With the portals having been opened, their reunion could have potentially been elsewhere but... as it stands, it isn't. "You know I have to make an example of you, boy. You know no one crosses me without paying the price."