#space aladdin au

[chettyspagetti]

He’s protecting his kitten

[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

[moonpetrichors-blog]

hey could i please get a lo'ak x f!reader oneshot where lo'ak goes to see payakan (by himself) and he is just chatting payakans ear off about y/n ans how amazing he thinks she is and payakan was like "confess to her???" or something and he was "nahh i cant do that, she doesnt even like me like that" but payakan wasnt believing him so he asks to see her and lo'ak agrees and when y/n and payakan meet payakan "accidentally" exposes lo'ak about his feels, and lo'ak is super embarrassed trying to deny it but y/n cuts him off saying she likes him too , tyy :>

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Confess Already

Tags: Lo’ak x Reader, Oneshot, Fem!Reader, Hella Fluff, Lo’ak Talks Like Aladdin LMAO

Warnings: None

Lo’ak is whipped for you. He’s always chatting Payakan’s ear off about how pretty and amazing you are, and he’s had enough of him not gathering up the courage to confess yet. Payakan is many things; a tulkun, an outcast, but best of all, a wingman.

An AU where Payakan’s not a cockblocker, but a wingman for once LMFAO also im not sure if u meant to be anon or not but like i gave u a hashtag anyways so😜🤝

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Lo'ak went swimming alone with Payakan, as he regularly does.

Splashing and playing in the sea was something they did all the time. They'd explore the reef or Lo'ak would cannonball off Payakan's back, but Lo'ak was absorbed by his thoughts today.

Payakan whistled in irritation at his spacing out habit, and Lo'ak swished his legs back and forth in the water lazily. He didn't realize Payakan was talking to him until he submerged his fin.

Lo'ak sputtered under the water as Payakan hoisted him back up, his arms outstretched in bewilderment. He glared at him, and Payakan blinked back with the same force. He whistled again as if to ask, "what's wrong?"

Lo'ak ran a hand through his braids, and sighed wistfully. He shifted his body to face Payakan properly and began to sign with his hands.

"I met a girl."

Lo'ak could tell Payakan was intrigued, but did not know who he meant.

He groaned. "Y/N."

Payakan laughed out loud with a succession of clicks. Lo'ak ignored his response and persisted.

"Eywa, she's beautiful. You have to meet her! Every time I'm around Y/N, she's just so amazing... She’s got these eyes that just... And her smile!"

Lo'ak rolled onto his back and laid on Payakan's fin, returning to his daydreaming about you. Payakan was dissatisfied. Lo'ak could determine from his expression that he was perplexed as to why he hadn't confessed to you yet.

He sat up, frustrated. "I can't do that! She doesn't even like me like that. What if Y/N rejects me?"

Payakan whistled again in disbelief, then asked Lo'ak to meet you to make sure of it.

"I could bring her to our swims, but I doubt she even sees me that way..."

Ah, if only he knew.

...

You agreed to meet Payakan, much to Lo'ak's consternation.

So there you were, caressing Payakan gently while marvelling at how Lo'ak managed to befriend him. That was a story he could tell you another day, but for now he was anxious about what Payakan was up to. Why on Pandora did he want to meet you?

Payakan watched Lo'ak's dopey expression, evidently unimpressed, while you gushed at how incredible the tulkun was. Lo'ak was completely smitten by you, his bright smile reaching the corners of his eyes as he observed you.

Payakan, the filter less tulkun that he was, began clicking at Lo'ak.

To Lo'ak's chagrin, he knew you comprehended what the tulkun's clicks implied, and your countenance transformed from awe to uncertainty.

You drew back from Payakan. "What's up with him?"

He kept laughing at Lo'ak, and you whirled around to see what was so hilarious. You noticed Lo'ak's lingering gaze and realized what was happening. Then, a deep flush enveloped his features, and he averted his eyes from you; his skin was flushed and feverish.

Payakan hummed, mocking Lo'ak about his crush in an inadvertent (but not really) fashion. Although Lo'ak couldn't fully grasp what he was saying, he understood the gist of what Payakan meant, and instantly became mortified.

He turned to you, and desperately tried to deny it. "It's not true, Payakan is just a pathological lia-"

You silenced him with a finger against his lips. "I like you too."

That really shut him up.

Lo'ak felt himself go into cardiac arrest and slowly sank backwards into the water, similarly to a dead fish. You thought his reaction was sweet, but Lo'ak assumed he'd finally learned the way of water; perhaps he'll bury himself beneath the sand, too.

He started sinking.

You shouted in a panic. "Eywa, Lo'ak!"

You hurriedly plunged your head to swim after him and haul him over the surface of the water. You tightened your grasp on his waist, and once he regained consciousness, you began to smirk at him.

You giggled. "Did you serious pass out because I said that?"

Lo'ak tore your hands away from his shivering waist, and shielded his face with a clenched fist. "Shut up!"

You could still see the evident blush dusting his features. What a cutie.

[sikyecng]

Kataang au? Do tell me more pls 👁

omg hello anon again!!

recently i stumbled upon a kataang titanic AU fanfic called unforgettable feelings by futureairbender18 on ff.net (sadly it hasn't been updated since 2011) but the fic is really good so i've been wanting to draw them.

as i fell back into the kataang rabbithole, i've also been thinking about similar ships and parallels in other media. ppl have mentioned everlark, percabeth. i've also seen spirited away, howl's moving castle, and nutcracker fanart of kataang which are all brilliant.

don't @ me but kataang WALL-E/EVE??? wall-e/eve dancing together in space reminds me of kataang penguin sledding.

the kataang cloudbending scene in the fortuneteller reminds me a lot of hiccstrid's romantic flight (i'm surprised i haven't seen kataang/hiccstrid parallels yet lol). the way katara wakes aang up from his hundred years of slumber makes me think of sleeping beauty lol (one of my favourite movies).

upon rewatching the first two episodes of atla, seeing katara struggle with her identity as a waterbender while nobody else understood her until aang shows up and opens up her world reminds me a lot of beauty and the beast (watch the kataang beauty and the beast edit on youtube by kataang videos) and aladdin.

kataang growing old together but aang passing away early reminds me of the movie "up."

anyways i have a lot of ideas we shall see how many actually see the light of day.

[k0yaz]

Based on danganronpa, can you write a oneshot featuring Kaito in an Aladdin au with a male reader please? The reader is a prince who sneaks into the city of Agrabah and meets Kaito, a heroic boy from the streets with big dreams. What do you think?

unfamiliar

Pairings: kaito momota x male!reader

CW: sfw, aladdin au, male reader, prince reader, reader doesn’t know what commoners are lol, can be read as platonic or romantic, street violence, not proofread, um stealing?? I eated the wall woah, nomnomomom, concrete looks yummy, can I eat concrete idk what else to put lol

A/N: this was actually so fun to write hello??

Sweltering heat blistered along your skin as you trudged through the streets of the infamous city of Agrabah, feet burning up slightly from hot sand. the As the sultan’s son, you never exactly found it easy to get out of the palace. Your father had always been quite overprotective and sheltering, constantly fearing for your safety.

“(Name)! Don’t go out, there’s too many crooks in the city that want our money! (Name)! A young prince like you has no business with those commoners! What if something happens to you? You are far too delicate to let even a merchant’s goods so much as graze your clothing!”

You swear. You’ve heard it all from your father. No matter how many times you attempted to reason with him or prove him wrong, the old man never let you go. So now here you were, strolling in between the bustling stalls with a tattered brown coat draped over your body, the hood successfully cloaking your face. Crowds of people shoved past you, racing towards stalls of various goods and consumables. They sure were eager.

Desperately clutching at the coat concealing your form, your nails practically dug into the abrasive fabric uncomfortably brushing across your skin like sandpaper. Swarms of people pushing past you made it quite difficult to keep the sleazy scrap of cloth on your body, forcing you to trudge through the claustrophobic spaces. The crowd reeked of sweat and potent spices, making your nose slightly scrunch up from the sting of the unfamiliar scent.

Once you made your way past the suffocating array of citizens, you decided to head into a seemingly more comfortable place—and what else would be closer to home than a spacious and enticing restaurant? Upon entering the dimly lit local restaurant, a divine aroma wafted through your nostrils, giving you a pleasant feeling and also fueling up an appetite for you. Deciding to head towards the desk, cloak still covering your body, you booked a table and ordered your food discreetly, even going as far as changing your tone of voice as a precautionary measure.

The receptionist guided you to a rounded table beside a window giving a view of the street vendors and stalls, albeit a bit hesitantly considering that you were covering yourself completely. However your payment shut his suspicions right up when you just casually tossed a hefty bag of coins on his table. You stared outside, being left alone with your thoughts in the process.

It had always been tough to prove yourself among commoners. Especially as a child, you always found yourself approaching groups of other young boys, asking if you could play with them. Of course being accustomed to the pampering life of the palace, you often weren’t familiar with the usual roughousing and foul language from other children. To say that the sultan held a sort of disdain for this style was an understatement. He hated that his son was even thinking of associating himself with such preposterous behavior. So whenever you even tried to approach commoner children, he would frequently call the guards to come to your side to serve as a factor of intimidation against the children. The palace guards would often make others keep their distance from you, in an attempt to avoid any conflict with the guards.

This resulted in you being painfully lonely as a child, longing to have the same life that the others had. Your father always attempted to soothe you, not very effectively mind you, but would still attempt to tell you things such as— “Look around my boy, you’re better than them. You don’t need such silly things, you’re a prince!” Or “(Name), these commoners are no better than mere servants for us, they should be graced in your presence not see you as another one of them!”

The heated banter outside the window made you think to yourself…maybe father was right? Perhaps palace life is much less violent than the beatings people would receive, or the suffering of poor citizens in the crevices of Agrabah. Watching a poor man—possibly even a child, being threatened by the throat for not being caught stealing a potato or two, only emphasized on your thoughts, showing how cruel the streets of the world were, and how apparent poverty was.

“Kaito you damned scumbag!” A gruff voice called out, catching your attention. You looked outside, curiosity piqued from the sudden yell as to what the hell was even going on. Spiked dark violet hair flowed through the streets as a boy darted between the stalls, carrying large tied sacks along with bunches of fruit in his arms. He briefly peeked behind him, still running with his arms filled before picking up the pace, the nimble dart of his feet kicking sand into the pursuer’s face. The large man tailing the boy coughed, holding his face and spitting out the beige grains.

Curiosity got the better of you. You could just mind your own business, but you’ve already snuck out of the palace. So finding the mysterious thief would be insignificant in the scolding your father would give you once you got back. Quickly, you left the restaurant while still covered in the cloak, not wanting to arouse any suspicion as you left.

“Kaito..” you hummed, recalling the boy’s name. Trying to remember his appearance wasn’t much of a struggle, since he was wide out in the open. As you walked in the direction you believed he could’ve headed, you thought hard to yourself, attempting to trace back bits of his appearance.

Violet spiky hair and eyes…a short goatee, energetic, wearing clothing you would associate with someone who..wasn’t very rich.

You had reached the outskirts of Agrabah’s busy streets, still lost in thought as you kept thinking about this mysterious person who had caught your eye mid-meal. Just then, you crashed into someone chest to chest, tumbling back and causing your coat’s hood to fly back from the breeze. Standing up, you huffed and brushed the sand off of yourself, looking down at a young man holding several sacks in his hand. You instinctively reached your hand out, attempting to help him up.

“My apologies, I didn’t-“

Suddenly, you paused, noticing his distinct appearance. Violet spiky hair..a goatee..and poor clothing. Was this the so called ‘Kaito’ you were looking for?

“You..you’re that boy who was getting chased.” You remarked, his expression looking surprisingly casual despite being caught. “Wow, you saw that? Well, atleast I got away.” He replied, a joyous smile still stuck on his face. He picked the sacks in his arms back up, carrying them with increased fervor. “Need some help?”

He simply nodded, allowing you to take two sacks in your hand. “So, you must be Kaito.” You acknowledged, following him with the bags in hand. He nods, trudging through the pale sand to an unfamiliar location. Still deciding to persist with knowing more about him, you followed up with your questions.

“Why was that man chasing you?”

“I didn’t pay back my debt, in fact I stole more. And I also stole some food as well.”

Your eyes widened at his confession. Why was this man saying it so casually? He shamelessly stole for god’s sake! He stole hard earned money! Kaito suddenly spoke up seeing your expression, still moving as he avoided eye contact, as if he was anxious about leaving a negative impression.

“They’re just a bunch of stupid loan sharks. Harming people from the streets even if they do pay them back. They raise the interest constantly while we don’t even have enough to eat.” He scoffed, gritting his teeth. Softening your gaze, you looked at Kaito’s annoyed expression, feeling bad for assuming that he was an immoral thief. His pace slowed down, halting by a cramped street corner reeking of humid pollution. The walls consisted of several people huddled together in unrealistically small and congested homes, and clearly lacking several basic facilities.

You watched in reverence as Kaito handed out some of the fruit he was carrying, along with handfuls of coins to several people and families. Once he was done he bounded back over to you, flashing a proud grin.

“I’m going to be honest, I didn’t think the prince himself cared much about us common folk!”

At the mention of your status, you immediately scrambled your hands against your face, trying to catch a feel of your dusty hood. Shit. You couldn’t hide anymore from him. Heaving a defeated sigh, you gave up on attempting to wear your hood, hands hanging at your sides. Kaito just patted your back, his expression unchanging.

“Let’s go see the sunset, I know a great spot near the outskirts!”

Reluctantly, you followed him, circling the rim of the city along with him as the two of you took a seat at the edge of the wall. You stared out at the glimmering sun peeking from the horizon, growing slightly dazed from how much you’d ventured today. Well, you were gonna be a deadman by the time you were back at the palace. You just couldn’t help but notice Kaito grasping onto the sides of the wall, staring out with a content expression. Perhaps there were good people still out in the city, maybe...just maybe Kaito was living proof that your father was wrong.

Tugging off your cloak, you tossed the old thing to the side, scratching your skin upon feeling the discomfort it caused you kick in. The tattered rags mixed with the blistering heat caused your skin to feel all scratchy, as if someone had scraped sandpaper against your body. You abruptly cleared your throat, turning to Kaito to start up a conversation before the sunset.

“So, you got pretty big dreams from what I’m seeing. What even is your ultimate goal? What do you hope to achieve, Kaito?”

Kaito just smiled, turning back to the sun and proudly declaring with his chest puffed out.

“I want to give the street commoners, a better life. Even if it’s little by little, I want to bring a better system to Agrabah!”

A/N: yay this was so fun to write but I’m sorry if the end seems less detailed then the first half cause it’s like 2 am and I’m sleepy but I couldn’t sleep peacefully if I didn’t finish this awaaaaaaahsbdbdbdbf anyway goodnight I’m going to bed enjoy

@princeasimdiya12

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

BNHA AU Masterlist

Updated!! 2024 version!!!!

Current AU Count: 81 (the ones on this list)

I will try my best to link any info posts and update this when I can! Please Feel free to send in asks about my aus!

Gods au

Fallen Deities au (needs to be updated, has changed)

Fantasy au (here)

Neon Souls au (couldn't find the lore post, so have this instead)

Pirate au (no lore post yet, but here's the fic link)

Corrupt Horrors au (again, lore post has been eaten, have this)

Masquerade au (one of my more recent favourites)

Villain au (here)

Regal au (edgejeanist designs) (ectoloader designs)

Circus of Death au (here)

Space Rangers au (here)

Radioactive au

Broken Dollhouse au (here)

A Little Mermaid au (no lore post yet)

Forest Keepers au

College au

Supernatural Beings au

Roleswap au (snippet)

Mafia au

Siren au (again, no lore post so have mermay post instead)

Ghost au

Game over au

Peaceful au

Commission Kids au

Actor au

Trapped au (no lore post yet)

Heist au

Haunted au

Spy au

Secret Identity au

Single Parent/Teacher au

Royal Bodyguard au

Personality swap au

Fusions au (here)

Greatest Showman au

Revenge au

Maintenance au

Secret Fairground au

Jar au

Childhood Friends au (each ship has its own)

Denial au

Grief au

Pirates/Mermaids au

Deep sea Creatures au

Fish au

Dance au

Pilots au

Airport au

Hospital au

Olympic au

Winter olympic au (they are only slightly different)

Superhero/Bartender au

LoTR/Hobbit au

Orchestra au

Racing au

Celestial Bodies au

Assassins au

Teeny Beans!! au

Real Nightmares au

Immortal/Reincarnation au

Space Time Reality au

Wolf!Tsu au

Fox!Shinya au

Shifter au

Modern Devil au

Reforged Scraps au (of which Silver has joint custody over)

New Unnamed Fantasy au

Eldritch Forest au

Time Travel Dr-who-inspired au

Tangled au (edgejeanist)

Cinderella au (edgejeanist)

Aladdin au (mirukyubami)

Beauty and the Beast au (ectoloader)

Submerged Secrets (NEW)

Universe Hopping au (NEW)

Archeology au (NEW)

Sentience au (NEW)

Tormented Masterpieces au (VERY NEW)

Kingdom au (ALSO VERY NEW)

AU's made with the lovely @laughteronsilverwings:

Interdimensional Therapy au

Ass^2sins au

[indireneedofsleeeep]

Here comes (finally) that Dreamling Aladdin AU I’ve been talking about. There’s more to come but hey, have this beginning 😊

A long, long time ago, Dream lost a game. The name of the game matters little, unlike that of his opponent. Lucifer Morningstar, the fallen angel, was mighty, proud and resentful. As winner, it was their privilege to decide what forfeit had to be paid. They didn’t hold back. Dream was trapped in a lamp, never allowed to leave its small and cramped space unless he had been summoned by the lamp’s current owner. Dream’s owner. His “Master” as he has to call them. Because whoever owns the lamp is granted power over him: they get to voice three wishes, and Dream has no choice but to grant them, making the lamp a much coveted objet...

For years, the lamp passed from hand to to hand, forcing Dream to grant wishes after wishes. Some rather altruistic, other purely egoistical, and every shades in between. There were men who thanked him, other who blamed him for the unforeseen consequences of poorly thought requests, but, all in all, most of them didn’t care enough to think much of him at all. After all, what was he but a tool, meant to serve and then be discarded?

Then, one day, the lamp was lost. Buried in a secret place by some jealous owner who died before they made use of the last wish they kept for “later”. People looked for it for a while, but to no avail, and, eventually, the lamp became a legend. A made-up tale that only fools would lose time searching for.

Now, Roderick Burgess certainly doesn’t consider himself a fool, but he is set on finding that legendary lamp and put it to good use. Better than that actually: after years of long and tedious research, he thinks he knows where it has been hidden.

Of course, he won’t retrieve it himself. The cave he located is dark, deep and,    in all likelihood, protected by magic, and Burgess fears magic almost as much as craves for it. So he hires someone - some drunkard he found in a tavern - to do the Job for him.

That’s how Robert - Hob - Gadling finds himself in the bowels of a strange, humid and stinky cave looking for some old lamp some old guy paid him to bring back. Has the magic gone old or had the last owner of the lamp been too stingy to waste any magic on its protection? Either way, Hob doesn’t encounter any major difficulties. He does dirty his clothes beyond repair and bumps his head a few times on the cave’s low ceiling but he finds the lamp and is quick to climb back to the surface, where Burgess is impatiently waiting for him with his two most trusted henchmen.

For the thing is, Burgess doesn’t intend on leaving witnesses. The world has forgotten about the lamp and he likes it that way. It’s ironic  somehow: in that tavern, that Gadling guy had been bragging, telling anyone who would listen how he was never going to die, as if he could simply decide not to. Maybe that’s why Burgess chose him. The man was fearless, and enough of a fool to accept such a strange mission from a stranger.

But Hob Gadling may not be as much of a fool as Burgess assumes. No, he hasn’t seen the knives hidden under the henchmen's coats. But the knives won’t come into play before the lamp is placed inside Burgess’ hands. And, well, Hob doesn’t intend on giving it to Burgess...

See, Hob is not a thief, but he isn’t against a little robbery every once in a while. And, although he doesn’t see what Lord Burgess can find in that dusty old thing, he probably isn’t the only one looking for it. Who knows if some other rich prick won’t pay him twice the price Burgess agreed on? He could even make them compete, have them raise the bids until they reach this lamp’s true value!

With that in mind that, Hob emerges from the hole in the ground, the lamp safely tucked in his jacket’s inner pocket. Burgess is eager, his eyes hungry. “Has he found the lamp?” “Has he brought it back?” “Can he show it to him?” Hob gets up and brushes some dirt off his clothes before offering a partial answer. Yes he found it, he says, for he knows the man needs to be reassured. But, he adds, there have been some complications...

Carefully, Hob takes one, two steps, not directly towards Burgess, but slightly sideways. He’s been observing their surroundings on their way here, and he knows exactly which way to go. Burgess’ minions are watching him suspiciously, knowingly, but it’s alright. They are tall, burly, and look intimidating in their matching suits, but Hob knows how to fight, and he should be able to take them down - maybe he won’t even have to if he manages to outrun them and slip away into the night.

He’s about to break into a sprint when a solid form crashes into him, almost knocking him off his feet, and he realises his mistake. Focused on the henchmen, he omitted to pay attention to Burgess himself. The old man moves fast - faster than Hob could have anticipated - and his greed makes him stronger than he should be. His grabby hands are searching, threatening to tear Hob’s clothes appart to get to the lamp Hob must be hiding somewhere.

Hob reacts on instinct, stepping backwards to get out of the man’s reach. He trips on the edge of the cave’s entrance and falls straight into it, bringing a shower of rock in his wake.

(part 2)

[ghostlyforxst]

So for my first request, can you write a oneshot featuring Leorio and a male reader in an Aladdin AU please? In the story, Leorio is a street rat who's arrested and brought towards the reader who's a prince. Rather then imprisoning him, the reader decides to punish him with public humiliation. So he has Leorio's hands and feet in gold shackles, his mouth covered by a multilayered cloth gag, and his cock locked in a gold chastity. Then he forces the street rat to follow him as he roams around the kingdom so everyone can see Leorio's new appearance. You can decide on the intimate acts between them. What do you think?

GENDER: Male Reader

WARNINGS: Aladdin AU, Inappropriate Language, 18+, Humiliation, Degrading, Slight! Praising, Chastity, Oral (male receiving), Anal (dry), hand job, Gagging, and Grammar/Spelling Mistakes

CHARACTER: Leorio Paladiknight (+ mention side characters)

WORD COUNT: 1.7k

A/N- Had myself blushing throughout writing this, but I hope this was to your liking!

     Leorio leaps from the rooftop with a thud of his feet, panting, a loaf of bread in his hand as he charges into the crowd of people—veering away from the guards that jumped at him. 

     “Stop! Thief! You won’t get away easily this time, street rat!” The guard shouted from behind, furiously. 

     Leorio sends a person into the guard, nearly being yanked back by his tattered vest by the guard, peering over his shoulder as he cackled. Leorio whirls back around, shouting as he collides into a clothes line and hurling the clothes onto the dirt ground and him.  

     “Owah!” Leorio cried as he was snatched up. 

     “No more running, thief. You’ve been a problem for months now,  I’m sure the prince would be glad to handle you.” The guard grinned, dragging Leorio away. 

     “Shit,” Leorio mumbled. 

_

     Kneeling before you was a man, a thief, a fairly handsome one at that—despite his ebony hair shrouding his face as he bowed. You peered down at the man, smiling smugly.

     "What is your name, street rat?" You inquired, thrumming your jeweled fingers against the golden-engraved arm of the throne. 

     “Leorio,” the thief murmured. 

     “Your words cannot be heard, now speak up and give me your attention.” You frowned, scooting further off your seat to eye him closer.

     “...”

     Gesturing a hand to your royal guard, the guard’s gloved fingers entangled with the man's rumpled hair and forced his head back, a pained whimper stifling from him. Your eyes broaden as you hide your face with your hand, confounded with his personable features: his teary eyes, his trembling lips that mutter excuses, and his defined features.    

     "Oh would he make a fine pet," You pondered, "maybe that should be his punishment."

     “Leorio,” he yelped, “ Leorio Paladiknight.” 

     You hummed and rested back into the cushioned chair, “a petty thief you are, thieving a loaf of bread. That didn’t get you far, hm?” 

     Leorio scowled, “it was for my sick friend-”

     “Hush now, I've already decided your penalty.” You interrupted, rising from your seat to shadow over him.

     He lowers his soft and rich brown eyes defeatingly, submitting to you. 

     "You'll be sentenced to public humiliation.” you declared before turning to the guards. “Strip him and chain him in the finest, including his dick, and then bring him to me at the gates.” 

     Leorio’s eyes widen, speechless, turning away as you invade his breathing space.

     “Be a good boy and I’ll fuck you tonight.” You susurrated, lifting your chin with an impish grin. 

     You wave your hand at your guards to haul the eye-catching thief away. You already felt aroused, envisioning Leorio suggestively, pinching at your tightening trousers—impatient to see him.  

_

     Your heart thud against your heaving chest, you’ve had many concubines before but they have never made you feel this exhilarated and captivated—what was it with this street rat?

     Your breath hiccuped, the clattering of chains drawing you from your thoughts, as you felt your cock twitched at the sight of him; his lean physique was exposed, giving you the pleasure to view his caged girth. His wrist and ankles were fastened with quality-bejeweled chains— it was a praiseworthy sight. 

     He halted before your eyes, waiting in his nakedness and gilded binds, with blushful cheeks. 

     “There's my little slut.” You smiled, happily throwing your hands up. 

     “Please your majesty, please I'll take any other punishment than this!” Leorio pleaded, his waterline glistening with pitiful tears. 

     “Tempting, but did I give you permission to speak?” You questioned, seizing his chin.

     He nodded his head no and sniffled. You plunged your hand into your pocket and probed around until you retrieved a flashy and garish gag, thrusting it between his lips and strapping it around his head. “This will assure that your chattering mouth will stay quiet throughout the ball.”  

     “Plwsh!” Leorio choked, his cheeks wettening. 

     “Hm?” You hummed, chuckling.  

     “Prince Y/N.” The servant addressed, bowing. 

     “Yes?’ You answered, raising a brow. 

     “Queen M/N and Princess Machi are waiting for your arrival.”      

     “Alright, thank you.” You nodded, reaching for the leash of the chain. “Let us depart.”  

     You stepped up onto the arrayed camel, with help of servants, heaving Leorio up and into your lap. Your lips kissed at the skin of his nape, teasing the sensitive skin between your teeth. 

     “Mhmph.” Leorio groaned, his ass nudging up against your hardened dick. 

     “Patient,” you laughed, “you’ll receive pleasure after your punishment, my pet.”

     He whined, avoiding your amused eyes, embarrassed by his desperate actions. 

     “Another whore?” Machi commented, eyeing Leorio as her camel came to rest alongside you. 

    “Jealous my dear sister?” 

    Her eyes rolled and simpered, “He is cute.” 

    You smiled huffily, stroking your hand along Leorio’s thigh. 

    "Mother is waiting, c'mon." 

_

     The marketplace was crowded, you felt Leorio’s heart throbbed restlessly as the local’s nosy eyes watched you all pass through—lingering on Leorio’s bare body.

     “Look at you, gathering all the people’s attention. Is that what you wanted, to be noticed, to be the centerpiece?” You speak against his ear softly, reaching to trace the slit of his cock. 

     Leorio whined through the gag, drool dribbling down his chin, and slouching his head. Soon the streets were swarmed with the local’s gossiping voices, sharing their thoughts with their friends and family. 

     “Must be the prince’s new plaything,” One whispered, curiously. 

     “Understandably, the man is quite attractive.” Another answered, their lips curling upwards. 

     The remarks at the tawdry and thronged ball were worse, the words were more suggestive as if it was ordinary. They were handsy, their accessorized fingers dancing around his barren skin and their nails nipping at his flesh teasingly, it made him squirmed beneath their touch. 

     “He has a nice girth to him for being a street rat,” Prince Kurapika mentioned. 

     You nodded your head in agreement, discerning Leorio’s tightening grasp on your arm. You observed him as he stared at you teary-eyed, stepping in front of you.

     “Kan weh leaveh, yourr mmajesth?” Leorio asked behind the gag, gripping at your clothed chest.  

     You tugged him from the noisy ballroom into the placid hall, whisking him further away into an empty room. You shoved him against the wall, your heart racing with unsteady breaths, you tore the gag from his lips and forced your lips against his desperately. How could you resist him? His embarrassment excited you, wondering if he would make those same facial expressions when he was underneath you.

     You withdraw from the kiss and moisten your lips with your tongue, “Do you want this?”

     “Yes, yes please.” Leorio whined, his chained hands tugging at your shirt. 

     Your lips grinned lopsidedly, “Alright, but we got to make it quick. Don’t need people to come looking for us.” 

     Your hands take hold of Leorio’s shoulders, urging him to his knees. “Remove my trousers.”  

     Leorio grasped your pants feverishly, yanking them to the ground along with your briefs. His fumbling finger enveloped your erection, caressing your dick steadily as he closed the space between the both of you. His tongue pokes from between his lips, lapping at your oozing cock before taking you fully into his mouth—bobbing his head persistently, his tongue swirling and pressuring competently. Your head rolls back, pinching your bottom lip between your teeth, fingers stroking over his head with a groan. 

     You stared hazily down at Leorio, “god, did he feel so good~” 

     You grabbed a fist full of his dark hair and forced your cock down his throat, his muscle constricting around you as he choked. Leorio’s hands clawed at your hips as you plunged yourself into his mouth, fucking his face wildly. 

      “Your mouth is fucking me so well,” you keened, “s-so close!” 

      Leorio whimpered around your dick and you gasped, your hips stilled as you spewed your steaming release down his throat. You watched as he gulped down your cum, opening his mouth to present you his tongue and empty mouth. 

      “Such a good whore.” You mumbled, kissing him.”so fucking gorgeous like that, spread  yourself out for me like a good boy.” 

     Leorio pressed his face into the chilled-marbled floor, spreading his cheeks and flaunted his pucker, whining.

      “Quiet.” You snapped, rubbing the head of your cock around his hole. 

      “Please-ah!” 

      You sheathe yourself into his ass dryly, your hands on either side of his head. “I told you to be quiet, do you want to be gagged again so early?” 

      Leorio only cried in response and thrusting his hips back. You chuckled, pulling back before thrusting yourself back in and repeated it. “Desperate little thing.” 

      His lips parted with a restrained wail, scratching at the floor as his body jerked with each ram of your length.

     Fat tears drizzled down his cheeks, the chastity denying him any pleasure. Leorio was on edge, unable to attain his own orgasm, thrashing and pleading. “Please,,,remove the chastity!” 

    “Beg for it.” You snickered, sending your cock into his prostate. 

    “Please your majesty, I’ll do whatever you desire if you grant me the wish to cum.” Leorio begged, sobbing into the floor. 

     “Fine, since you asked so nicely.” You purred, digging into the pocket of your trousers for the keys and unlocking the chastity. 

     “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” He repeated, rolling his hips against yours hastily. 

     “Calm yourself.” You grunted, returning to a leisured thrust. 

     “Mhm.” Leorio hummed, dumbified as he slobbered on himself. 

     “Fuck.” You cursed, picking up your pace.  

     The room resonated with a slick smack and it smelt of musk, grunts and moan unveiling the real reason for its smell and noisiness. Your bodies were flustered and doused in sweat, becoming exhausted as the both of you neared your ends. 

     “Can I cum, sire?” Leorio mewled, his legs spreading further. 

     You didn’t answer, waiting for your second orasgam to approach, and driving your cock vigorously. 

     “Now.” You breathe, burying your face into his back as you coated his pliable wall with cum. 

     A guttural moan emits from Leorio as his thick cum spurted from his dick and onto the expensive floor and onto his heaving chest. 

    “We’ve gone longer than we should've, clean up quick and let’s leave.” You ordered, snatching your pants and briefs from the ground. 

     “Yes, Prince Y/N.” Leorio spoke sluggishly, crawling from the floor. 

     You brushed your hands through your hair, neatening your sex hair, before retrieving the chastity and gag from the now cum stained marble. “C’mere.” 

      Leorio stepped towards you and you grabbed his wrist, yanking him closer and securing the gag back around his head. You crouched below Leorio’s waist, flicking his drooping cock, and guiding the chastity back onto him. 

      Leorio’s eyes tighten shut with a wordless choke and goosebumps crept up onto his skin.  

      “Let’s go, I’m sure my mother is questioning my absence.” 

_

     “Where has your brother wandered off too?” The queen asked, her eyes searching the just-about vacant ballroom.

      “Probably fucking his new toy.” Machi mumbled, huffing.

[lsleofthelost]

this is a thing that’s been in my brain for way too long, so even if it’s kind of half baked i’ve decided to release it into the wild

so, before i’ve watched the descendants movies (can u believe there was a time when i didn’t have all of them marinating in my mind…) i kind of assumed that by Descendants, they meant like really descendants, as in 2-3 generations at least, not just children of heroes and villains. i remembered that a couple of months ago, and thought well, that could make a great AU, where we keep all the characters but we make them a little more distant in generations. and because i love historical dramas, i’ve created a whole fake history in my head.

here’s what i have so far:

The timeline is that King Adam created the Isle when he did, and sent the first batch of villains then. The action of the films that historically take place before that are shifted to take place practically simultaneously or soon after Auradon forms (Hercules, The Sword in the Stone, Mulan, Aladdin, The Sleeping Beauty, Emprerors New Groove, Pocahontas) so all the villains and henchmen are sent there as the first experimental batch. They get an Island from the Olympians, the Island that before was serving as a prison only for the God of the Underworld, Hades. They call it Le Carcéral, which just means The Prison. The magical cage at that point is different, it allows everything to come in, but it doesn’t let anything or anyone leave. So the magically inclined can summon their belongings, even parts of their castles, perform magic, etc. but if they tried to curse someone outside, it would either bounce back inside or just dissipate at contact with the barrier.

During Adam’s reign, there is still unrest in other Kingdoms, and with their strong military (backed by Wei, the Empire from Mulan) and experience in dealing with villains, Auradon helps them to catch and neutralise the threats by sending them to Le Carcéral in exchange for these Kingdoms either paying a tax or joining the Union and also pay the tax but now getting offered military support, trade agreements, political unity etc. So the films that take place during this are: Rapunzel (Corona joins), Frozen (Arendelle doesn’t, they already trade well and have a good military), Alice (Wonderland can’t really join, since it’s kind of like a dimensionally weird space + value privacy in their politics, but they get some trade agreements because they have unique products to export, still pay the prison tax), Cinderella (i’ve long ago decided to call their Kingdom Sujeong, also join; but stay pretty closed off politically, not letting Auradon interfere a lot), Ariel (Tirulia, which is what I think Eric’s Kingdom is called, enthusiastically joins, Atlantea doesn’t, still pretty hostile to humans).

So there are all these new villains and their henchmen, but there is also a pretty steady, if small, stream of prisoners accused of the worst crimes. Treason, practicing dark magical arts (magic overall is still legal), first degree murder, mass murder, drug trafficking, etc. The Island becomes crowded, so the fairies bring up more territory all around to enlarge it. This is also the time where they realise that by enchanting the barrier to let absolutely nothing leave, they made it so the prisoners’ years and even souls are trapped, they are sort of preserved in age and can’t even die. They modify the enchantment but that turns into a huge riot and a lot of people, including the Auradon patrol guards and some volunteers, die, so they reverse it. This is around the time when Le Carcéral becomes The Isle of the Lost colloquially for the prisoners.

Sometime during the calmer times, I’m thinking soon after Corona joins, Belle gives birth to their first son, securing the line of succession with Le Grand Dauphin Marcel. They have three more children, two girls and a boy, but only the girls survive. Elisabeth marries the Camelot prince, and Adelaide marries an Auradon noble who was gaining traction to start a civil war.

King and Queen start being more religious after the loss of their son, and proclaim Catholic Christianity the official religion in the Union. They don’t outright ban practice of other religions, but Agrabah leaves nonetheless, they still house their worst prisoners at Le Carcéral, so they now pay a bigger tax but they are an incredibly rich land, they can afford it. (The Hunchback of Notre Dame takes place around here)

With more religion, they start to introduce and enforce more and more laws against magic.

Marcel marries the princess of Schwarzwald, Charlotte, Snow White’s oldest child, and has a child of his own, while Adam is still ruling, Benjamin. Marcel dies unexpectedly, when Ben is only five, so the title of heir apparent, Le Grand Dauphin, goes to him.

Adam is already in his fifties-sixties when the events of Peter Pan (Auradon and Camelot don’t consider the native population and proclaim the islands theirs, and cleans away the pirates in the surrounding waters), Atlantis (the discovery of Neverland spurs more exploration missions, but theirs is officially fruitless since the members of the crew decide to keep Atlantis a secret from the world), The Princess and the Frog (yes this opens plot holes by being so close in time to Pocahontas, but this is my fictional world so i’ve decided it’s just two different places, so the land Tiana is from is just New Orleans, a country in the Commonwealth of former Auradon colonies. They join but Naveen’s Kingdom doesn’t, since they are majority Hindu), 101 Dalmatians (the downfall, capture and imprisonment of Cruella de Vil make huge news, as she was regarded as The Style Icon of all Kingdoms). The fact that as much as they punish villains, new magical villains, or villains using magical artefacts, are still so active makes Adam outlaw magic fully, with only exceptions having to get the Crown’s personal approval.

When Benjamin is around 13, Adam dies, leaving him with the tension at the border with Aragon, Moors and Ulstead (Kingdoms of Aurora and Phillip). They want to make a bid for overturning the Union and coming out ruling over it. Some reasons are that their House has strong connections, through history and marriage with many other Union Kingdoms, they want to reverse the magic ban, and they own more land than Auradon and have to pay huge taxes for it. Queen Regent Charlottes rule is spent in trying to minimise the threat of war, small battles at borders, and protecting Benjamin. When he comes of age and is crowned King (at age eighteen), he is also continuing that. But he sees an opportunity for peace when he learns that Princess Audriana has been presented to society and has yet to have an official marriage contract. They get married, and pleased to see someone of Amanacer House on the throne and to have their taxes reduced, the war actions seize.

Once the threat that has been hanging over his head for more than five years is taken care of, Benjamin starts looking at the project that his father has been passionate about but been turned away by his grandfather. Freeing the trapped descendants from the Isle of the Lost.

[jessicas-pi]

(looks at ask game) (grabs dice bag and pulls out 2d10)

24, 34, & 18?

Excellent choices!!

24. the modern AU where Jyn and Cassian work at a motel!

Jyn leaned back in her chair. “Your turn to deal with them,” she whispered to her coworker. “It’s always my turn,” he complained, but sat up straight and smiled at the guests. “How can I help you?” She zoned out while he checked the guests in, counting the dirty ceiling tiles for the hundredth time, and in a minute or two, the guests were gone, leaving them alone again. Cass hummed to himself, spinning back and forth in his chair. “Did you forget your book?” Jyn asked, surprising them both. He looked over at her, brow furrowing. “Huh?” “You usually read, but today, you don’t have your book. Did you forget it?” “No. I finished it.”

34. Lost In (Wild) Space (Lost in Space/Rebels crossover!)

(This AU was started ages before the Ahsoka show was a thing, and we thought Ezra was in Wild Space/the Unknown Reigions. Just for context.)

“Wait. Wait.” Penny held her hands up. “What did you say your name was?!” The man looked at her, seeming confused. “Ezra Bridger?” “Mmm. Mmhm. Yeah.” Penny cleared her throat, then crossed her arms. “You, um. Does the phrase Spectre 6 mean anything to you?” Clearly, it did, because he stared at her in shock and suspicion. “So what, if it does?” “Penny?” Mom asked, frowning. “Do you know this man?” “Yes. No. Sort of.” Penny clapped her hands together, and took a deep breath. “Guys… we are in a galaxy far, far away.” “Yeah, we know,” Will replied, rolling his eyes. “No, I mean—” Penny huffed. “A Galaxy Far, Far Away! Do you seriously not remember? Star Wars? Star Wars: Rebels? That show I watched nonstop when I was a kid?” She waved her hand at their new guest. “Ezra Bridger! The Jedi! Guy who only wore orange all the time! Space Aladdin! Got kidnapped by the purple squid-whales! Come on, doesn’t this ring a bell?” “Wait, is he the one you had the really big crush on?” Judy giggled, raising her eyebrows. “Wuh! Bup! Bap-bah!” Penny objected quickly, pinching her hands in shut your mouth motions. “That is not the bell we’re ringing right now. Ring a different bell.”

18. All I've Learned Has Overturned

“Third Sister. Didn’t think you were still around.” “That was kind of the point, Seventh Brother.” Reva treaded softly across the sandy ground, unlit blade in her hand, circling the Inquisitor as he circled her. “Or should I call you Cal Kestis?”

[mmufanatic]

Here's the MMU/ Red Dwarf AU that nobody asked for! You probably don't need to have watched Red Dwarf to understand this.

-So, Daisy, Hazel and Alexander work on a mining ship (yep, ship in space and no, I have no idea what century this is) called Red Dwarf as maintenance crew

- On one of the planets they stop at, Alexander finds a pregnant stray cat that's ill

-Alexander being Alexander takes it in (completely throwing my 'Alexander is scared of cats' headcanon out the window) and looks after it. Only Hazel knows.

- Someone hears the cat meowing and reports it.

- Alexander and Hazel are told by the captain that they either tell them where the cat is or spend 18 months in stasis ( suspended animation). If they tell them where the cat is, it will be chucked out because it was unquarantined.

- They refuse and are put into stasis for 18 months.

- During this time, a radiation leak occurs, killing the whole crew, including Daisy, but Hazel and Alexander are safe in stasis.

- The cat was sealed safely in the hold ( idk how it got in there, but lucky for the cat!) and had the kittens. Over 3 million years, they evolved into a humanoid cat species that formed a society very similar to humans given that there was human stuff in the hold so they adapted to use it and learnt societal rules based off the books that they found there.

- Over time, the cats are pretty much human, except they have sharp teeth, some have claws, they purr, hiss, growl and love wool or string.

- One of these cats is George.

- Supplies are low and there aren't many of the cats left (George's parents are dead).

- The radiation is now at a safe level so they can leave the hold. They decide to take a smaller ship and leave Red Dwarf to find a new home.

-George is left behind because supplies are low and there isn't much room on the ship so someone has to stay behind, and thanks to a mix of racism and ableism, it's him.

- He's alone for a few years and he gets really bored in that time.

- It occurs to him that none of the cats looked around the rest of the ship, other than the hold, because they didn't know what killed the crew so they didn't want to risk it

- He looks around and finds the sleeping quarters and BOOM! There's CDs, DVDs, books, clothes, blankets, cushions - there's so much stuff to keep him entertained.

- He takes what he wants down to the hold so it feels more like a home

-He still feels really lonely though, especially at night

- Once the ship's computer is absolutely sure that the radiation levels are safe, Hazel and Alexander are let out of stasis.

- They go straight to the hologram projection suite and upload Daisy's disc (they create a Daisy made of light, basically. It's Daisy but technically it's not. Long story. Anyways, Daisy's back! Yay!)

- They go to their sleeping quarters and are more than a little freaked out to find a lot of their stuff gone.

- Hazel's all ' The ghosts of the crew took it! They're angry that we're alive when they're not!' bc I think Hazel would definitely have survivor's guilt.

- Daisy is very annoyed and wants a logical explanation so she scans the ship for life signs and gets a reading from the hold.

- They go down there, armed to the teeth, and find an Aladdin's cave of all their stuff, with George in one of Daisy's dresses, reading an Agatha Christie.

- Needless to say, this was definitely not what they were expecting.

- It takes a lot of explaining from Hazel, Daisy, Alexander, George and the ship's computer but eventually they work out what happened. They even find out that they're all the same age.

- Trouble is, George isn't very keen on giving up their stuff.

- They realise that he's really into politics (there were a lot of books on politics and history) so they try to explain it to him like that

( 'So... I colonised your wardrobe?'

'Yes.'

'And now I have to give your things back? Like the British Museum should give the stolen things back?'

'Yes.'

'....Ok.')

- He's still not very happy about it though

- At first, George is quite scared of them because they burst in with a load of guns.

- He soon learns that they're not a threat though and is just annoyed with them because in his mind, it's his ship and they just turned up

- As a compromise, they agree that some of their stuff is off limits, but some things can be shared.

- George still doesn't trust them

- Daisy and Hazel share a room and are really close.

- Alexander's in a room on his own and a bit lonely- he's quite jealous of Daisy and Hazel

- George finds the hold lonely and a bit scary when he's trying to go to sleep and he's vulnerable but he doesn't trust the others so he stays there.

- Then, after a while, there's an emergency, which gets sorted out pretty quickly, but George's routine is messed up, it was loud and overwhelming and since Daisy, Hazel and Alexander turned up it feels like everything has been one change after another.

- He goes down to the hold and has a pretty bad meltdown.

- Alexander was worried because he left abruptly so he goes to see him

- He finds him and ends up helping him through the meltdown.

- George isn't expecting him to be nice about it because he got used to ableism from the other cats

- But Alexander's just like ' Oh, I get them too, they're horrible aren't they'

- Once he's calmer, they read for a bit but once it gets late George doesn't want to be alone.

- And Alexander has a spare bunk!

- George stays in Alexander's room for the night and they both get a better night's sleep.

- After that, George stays in that room with Alexander and they become close friends.

- Alexander finds it very cute that George purrs when he hugs him

- George is just annoyed that he can't stop it.

- All four of them become good friends, although they are still a bit annoyed at George when he takes their stuff without asking.

[singswan-springswan]

okay but considering the space aladdin Aladdin AU, genie Kanan is never one to skimp on dramatics not only did he make his new son a prince, but he also actually magicked an entire kingdom into existence Over There complete with a legitimate history and real people and planted the memory of it in the mind of the world and put it on maps and wrote it in books and to top it all off he fabricated a whole life's worth of memories for ezra of actually growing up as the prince of that kingdom. the only thing he forgets to do is give ezra a fake princely name so when the sultan asks who he is he blurts out "Jabba the Hutt" and the crowd goes wild

[dreamsofalifeold]

((I have a Disney’s Aladdin verse, and because I’m super cringe, it’s actually a crossover AU with my Gem Verse.

Basically, Peach Pearl had accompanied Sphalerite to a desert Kindergarten location a few thousand years ago to assist her in Gem production. However, it was quickly destroyed and in the ensuing chaos, Peach got poofed and ended up abandoned in the wreckage. Her pearl was found and traded hands for awhile before ending up in a marketplace in a familiar kingdom.

When she finally reformed, she was quite confused; she’d never seen organic life before, nor as many panicked faces as these, nor did she quite understand what they were so upset about. But, she was here, and there wasn’t much she could do about it other than try to acclimate.

Peach is often mistaken for a Genie, despite not having the magic powers...well, unless you count the ability to manipulate sand and summon her claw weapons. She’s very curious about the world and asks a million questions, though she usually forgets them as soon as they’re answered. Because of her constant resets by Sphalerite, she’s easily confused and tends to space out or wander off. But when push comes to shove, she’s a clever and brave sort of Gem who loves her friends and is loyal to a fault.))

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The Luxurious Appeal of Shaggy Rugs for Modern Homes

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Lol—Thrawn is a wonderful example of a fallen hero, victim to his own conviction to the point of delusion. I hate ‘Rebels’ frankly—too kiddy, and way too bizarre in the ‘mustachio’d villain’ portrayal (also, did no one notice the way bizarre resemblance between the actor playing Paul Atredies in ‘Dune’, and space Aladdin/Erzra? Will NEVER unsee that, just like LiveActionPrawn as Blue Data/Elon Musk…lawd’ help me!). Tainted by the compromises made to rise through the ranks of Imperial hierarchy, and the best part, ar’Alani calls him out on it…it’s also why, Thrawn becomes such a fascinating fanfic AU study in redemption arcs. I don’t follow Deus Ex Baline—though borrowing from canon, and merging with Legends EU (and AU crossover with Firefly/Serenity and the Keltiad), does grant some interesting source matter from which to draw. When everything you’ve built, bled for, sacrificed principles and identity in order to conform and adopt a persona acceptable to a new power structure (bc one’s convinced it’s for ‘the greater good’—defeating the Grysk/YhznVong) unravels, how does one secure resources to adapt, but also answer to accountability from those who challenge the ethical/moral convictions? Like JorgCar’das or Ar’alani, or even the cause of the NewRepublic—Luke/Leia primarily. That’s what makes Thrawn so interesting, and heartbreakingly tragic—I want that fic where he’s forced to face the consequences of his actions, where those actions actually result in the destruction of the Chiss homeworlds, just when he feels he’s secured their future as their savior…in one sense, I do see where the old Thrawn trilogy (in combo with Hand of Thrawn duology/and the stand-alone tales tales Zahn write like OutboundFlight), ties into the Newer Ascendency trilogy, and Thrawn/Empire trilogy. They follow the evolution of an ideologue and idealist, who ends up on the wrong side of the moral balance. The slow slide of absolute power corrupting absolutely, even if Thrawn’s end game wasn’t necessarily piwer for the sake of power, but power in order to ‘save the Ascendency/Galaxy’ in the way he felt possible (via Imperial Hegemony), with Thrawn calling the shots. Zahn created a fascinating antagonist, so much do that I’d argue Zahn’s own writing ability can’t quite capture the subtleties of emotional conflict which belie the subtext of Thrawn’s internal vs vs external motivators. Though, I blame that more on the scope of plot-driven vs character-driven writing which embodies the kind of military sci-fi genera writing Zahn mostly produces…just my humble opinion tossed about for spice. There’s certainly no shortage of fics exploding through AO3/ffn.net engaging this very topic…

I dunno, and I haven't read the Ascendency novels to be clear, so I can’t speak of who he was before his exile - but maybe Thrawn accepting Grand Admiral for that shitshow on Batonn sealed his fate. Maybe he wasn't the one to pull the trigger, maybe he was appalled by the needless death - he still took the promotion, even if he didn't want it. The moment he took the rank plate was the moment the blood on his hands became insignificant in the grand scheme of things. The moment where all his intentions begin to be buried by his actions.

Everyone is all about how Thrawn isn't that bad of a guy - and honestly I do agree that his character is misunderstood more often than not - but he still did terrible things with the Empire. Turned a blind eye and condoned much more with silence.

Because the fall of Nightswan and Batonn may not have been his fault - but he accepted the stain when he took his promotion.

For all you try to keep things fair, it doesn't matter if you're working in a system that is instituted to be cruel. And while Thrawn had never claimed to be a good man, and had only joined ultimately for the protection of his own people, there's something to be said of this deterioration of morality. How he doesn't understand politics, but is still shaped by the dangerous and vindictive workings of Imperial political scene, forgoing honesty for station.

Pirates and smugglers turn to insurgents and rebels. Capture turns to execute. He kills to prove a point.

He develops for the worse. For all he shapes the Imperial Navy, it shapes him all the same. I dunno. Complex character and all o that. He’s no scum of the earth true evil, but he’s no shining star either.

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Star Wars Rebels Prompt: The Tale That We Tell

Inspired by InkHeart

In a small, suburban town, lived the Jarrus-Syndulla Family, your average every-day family. Hera and Kanan were a young married couple, raising their young son together.

Kanan owned a Bar/Restaurant, Hera ran the local library while Jacen attended the town elementary school. From a young age, Jacen developed a love for stories, he enjoyed reading the books in his mothers library.

Every night, the boy would ask his parents to read him a bedtime story, but for some strange reason, his Dad always refused and his Mom would read to him instead. Something Jacen never questioned.

One evening, while his parents were working late, Jacen decided to read his favorite stories to himself.

The Darksaber, a tale of a warrior who fights for her kingdom with a powerful sword, The Legends of Lasan, a book about a kingdom of Lasats fighting a war against an Empire, and Arabian Nights, the story of a street rat from a distant land that stumbles across a magic lamp.

That evening, when the family all went to sleep, something magical happened. From each book that Jacen had read aloud, the heroes of the stories appeared in the family’s home.

Garazeb Orrelios, Captain of the Honor Guard of Lasan, who had just been defending his people from invaders. Sabine Wren, Protector of Mandalore, who had found the Darksaber, the only thing that could save her kingdom. Ezra Bridger, a street rat from the kingdom of Lothal, who had been trapped in the Cave of Wonders upon retrieving a Magic Lamp.

It was that evening that Kanan revealed a secret he had kept hidden for years; Kanan was born with the power of a SilverTongue, meaning he had the power to read people and objects out of books. Now, Jacen had that ability as well.

Now, Kanan and Hera have to figure out a way to send the three travelers back into their stories, while keeping them and Jacens’ power a secret.

Meanwhile, many miles away, a villain from another story dwells in the darkness. The villain had been trapped in the mortal world ever since Kanan read him out of his book decades ago.

Now that he finally found the SilverTongue, he can finally unleash his dastardly vengeance upon the human realm.