Once Upon a Dream

Independent Multimuse RP Blog featuring canon and OC muses from Disney's Descendants, The 100, and more. X Private X Independent X Multimuse X Multiverse X Multiship X Please read the rules before interacting. Muses || Thread Tracker || Mun

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Hi guys! Just popping over here to say that I will be recreating this multimuse as a sideblog at some point in the very near future with some muses added/taken off. The url will however be the same. 😁

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Snakesandspells - An independent roleplay blog for the Descendants of Jafar

✯ Private/mutuals only

✯  10+ Years RP experience

✯  Blog features Jay and Jam, the twin Descendants of Jafar

| Main | Rules | Jay | Jam | Ask |

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Snakesandspells - An independent roleplay blog for the Descendants of Jafar

✯ Private/mutuals only

✯  10+ Years RP experience

✯  Blog features Jay and Jam, the twin Descendants of Jafar

| Main | Rules | Jay | Jam | Ask |

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Snakesandspells - An independent roleplay blog for the Descendants of Jafar

✯ Private/mutuals only

✯  10+ Years RP experience

✯  Blog features Jay and Jam, the twin Descendants of Jafar

| Main | Rules |  Jay | Jam | Ask |

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PSA

Hey, Lana, what have you been up to recently?

I’m glad you asked! I have decided to officially move Jay and Jam back to their own blog. I feel like creativity-wise it’s just the smartest option for me right now. I’ve gone from having Jay on his own blog, to having Jam on a blog with him as a private muse, to going full multi-muse, and now I’ve just decided that what works best for me is having Jay and Jam together on their own official blog as they are and have always been my loudest muses since I started RPing them. That being said, I am not dropping any current threads. This is not me trying to run and hide from something, this is me just needing a change in scenery. So I’ll have the promo up shortly and I hope all my Descendants RPers follow me over there.

As for this blog, it is going to be put on indefinite hiatus. It is likely that I’m going to turn this URL into a multimuse sideblog in a little bit, but for now I’d rather just focus on my wonder twins.

tl;dr: Jay and Jam are moving, this blog is on hiatus.

I love you all.

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A cool breeze blows through the halls of the palace as Jam slinks along, leading Evie through the palace. A soft sound escapes her as she shakes her head, “You poor thing,” she says, half full of sarcasm, half genuine. “You bruised his ego more than anything, you know. But you’ll relax around here before long.”

She leads Evie into a vast room, splashes of red, blue, and gold material adorning the stone walls, a warm fire crackling away in a large fireplace, “I mean, I imagine it sucks right now in your head. Your mother sold you to the king as a war prize and is probably off living some incredible life now, while you’re stuck here with a king you don’t even know and being used as you are. Don’t worry. It’s not all bad here. And my brother really isn’t that terrible.”

As she speaks, Jam fills a large claw-footed tub with steaming water, her eyes glowing as her magic fills it. Sweet smelling bubbles start to join the water and Jam motions to it, Evie’s chains disappearing as she does so, “Go on. I know your skin must be crawling.”

Evie did her best to keep her arms wrapped around her as the woman spoke and she stepped into the room, looking around. It was not like anything she had ever seen before. It reminded her of the king himself and she felt her stomach drop. Did her face show the pain that she felt inside – the way her stomach dropped? Now that she was away from the king, she found herself exhausted. She was drained and just wanted to vanish from the world.

“It is easy to say from the outside,” she whispered softly as she moved to the tub and rubbing her wrists before she stepped into the tub. The woman was correct, her skin was crawling in ways that she had never thought possible. She wanted to scrub her skin completely clean until she had a completely new layer than what the king had touched. Arms remained wrapped around her as she sank into the water. 

A tear rolled down her face and disappeared into the water as her exhaustion finally hit her. She couldn’t be strong anymore, not as what had happened started to land on her shoulders. “You act like my mother was given a choice,” she whispered. “Or do you not know how war works?”

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Jam’s eyes flash for a moment at Evie’s words, “I think you are the one who has very little idea how war works, Evie,” She says with a shake of her head, her tone soft. “Especially in our world.” She holds out her hand and some soap and shampoo appear on the edge of the tub, “You were bought for my brother, but he didn’t choose you personally. We have men who do that. And your purchase was hardly mandatory. If your mother wouldn’t have accepted the offer, they would have moved on to someone else. Your mother is the one to blame for your fate, not Jay.”

The princess could understand where Evie was coming from, though. She was probably hurt and confused and had gone through a lot in one day, “I’m sorry that you are hurting right now,” Jam says, sitting down on the edge of the tub for a moment. “You’re just innocent in all of this, really. You didn’t ask for any of this. But you might as well make the most of a shitty situation. You’re living in a palace, and you’ll be taken care of. And my brother really isn’t the worst person in the world. Just give it some time, you’ll adjust to all of this.”

A hint of a smile appears on Jam’s face, “And, I’m happy to help you, if you need it. I like to think that I’m not completely horrible either. But maybe you have a different opinion of me, and that’s okay too.”

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 “Quit going easy on me.” ( training turned tension starters, for Jay, perhaps pre-D1 on the Isle? )

@ladymalevxlent

He doesn’t mean to go easy on her, not really. But it’s almost instinctual to Jay to protect Mal, not try to hurt her. He knows that’s completely useless to Mal, though. She’d asked him to train with her for a reason, and it wasn’t just so she could admire the way he moved, he knew. Or at least he told himself to try and get himself to focus. And at the moment, he was currently the one on his back anyway.

“What, you mean you don’t like getting me on my back?” He teases. If it were anyone else, he would be frustrated by how they had taken him down, but joking with Mal was easy in any situation. He groans softly as he gets back to his feet, bouncing lightly on the balls of his feet, “Okay, okay. No more going easy, I promise.”

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“You’re crushing me.” - for jay (if your still accepting stuff on this blog for him) - devillains

@devillains

Yes, I am still doing stuff for Jay and Jam on here for a few more days. The new blog is basically set up but I’m having nerves about moving them officially 😂

A snicker escapes Jay’s lips, his dark eyes glowing ruby for a moment before he pushed himself off of Carlos. The half-genie straightens up, sweeping his long hair back before holding out his hand for Carlos’s, “You and I both know that I am not the biggest thing to take you down,” Jay comments, his eyes glimmering playfully. “And we both also know that you have taken down things that are bigger than me before, so I’m not sure if you’re just not fighting back, or if you’re distracted by something.”

Jay licks his lips and watches the other curiously, panting softly, “Are you okay, though? I know this is hardly the Isle, but sparring never hurt anyone. It never hurts to be prepared, right? If I’m going too hard on you, all you have to do is say the word.”

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training turned tension starters

Or more specifically, “two characters who have been sparring or in combat training together and almost kiss at the end of their practice fight”. As requested ! Feel free to make any changes.

“Is that the best you can do?”

“I won’t go easy on you.” / “I’ll go easy on you.” / “Quit going easy on me.”

“Hit me with your best shot.”

“You need to do better if you want to meet your goal.”

“I’ve been wanting to kick your ass all week.”

“Is this necessary?”

“Try again.”

“You’re pissing me off.” / “If you’re mad, why don’t you use your anger? Beat me at least once.”

“Here, let me show you how.”

“Woah! [falls on top of __]” 

“Nice moves.”

“[pins __ to floor]” / “[pins __ to wall]”

“You’re…really close right now.”

“G–get off of me.”

“You’re heavy.” / “You’re crushing me.”

“Sorry–are you okay?”

“You’re really red right now.”

“…Do we always end up on top of each other?”

“Are you still panting?”

“I told you, it was an accident.”

“…Why don’t you just kiss me?”

“I’ll consider kissing you if you can beat me.”

[musingmemes]

suggestive starters meme ( nsfw )

why don’t you make me?

i like you better on your knees.

i can think of a few ways to shut you up.

i wonder if you’re as loud in bed as your are everywhere else.

try and stop me.

is that a complaint i hear?

i hope you’re not too fond of that shirt.

why are you siting over there? there’s a perfectly good lap right here.

i thought you liked it when i was bossy.

are you saying this doesn’t turn you on?

i can tell you’re hot and bothered from all the way over here.

i hope you don’t plan on walking much tomorrow.

you’re not the boss of me.

you’re hot when you’re angry.

don’t make me come over there.

i’m this close to taking you over my knee.

you’re being an awfully bad boy/girl.

you know you want it.

you sure talk a big game… but can you live up to it?

i’m not sure you could handle me.

is that a challenge?

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It’s not real, it’s not real, none of this is real, Jam kept telling herself over and over again as she glanced around, the dimly lit room so horribly familiar to her, as though she expected Jafar to just pop out of a doorway or something. Her heart jolted painfully against her chest, her breath coming in sharp pants. Sometimes she went days without having these panic attacks, but today was one of those days where they just kept coming. She would give anything to make them stop, anything to stop coming back to this wretched place.

And then she felt something different; something she’d never felt before. She felt a warmth on her body, surrounding her, holding onto her. It was unfamiliar, but familiar at the same time, as though she’d been waiting all her life to feel it. She draws a shaky breath, focusing on the feeling. It isn’t until her vision clears again that she realizes Finn is holding her, and it’s him that’s making her feel these things. She’d heard that being in contact with your soulmate did things to you, felt differently than being touched by anyone else, but it wasn’t until this moment that she truly experienced it for herself. And suddenly there was no where else she would have rather been

“F-Finn,” Jam’s voice cracks as she blinks again, her vision continuing to clear. She leans into him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she dissolves into tears in his arms. She hadn’t meant for any of this to happen, but suddenly she never wanted to let him go. Why had she been fighting him so hard? Suddenly she couldn’t remember, “I’m s-sorry... I’m so sorry....”

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–&& This roleplay blog is my hobby.

I will be online whenever i want to. I will reply whenever i want to. I will reply to whoever i want to. I will reply in the order i want to. I will write whatever topic i want to. I will ask for as many threads & plots i want to. I will drop things whenever i want to. I will create/take down as many muses as i want to. I will refuse to write/plot with whoever i want to.

I will have fun with my blog, in any way i want to.

[mutememes]

SEND ME A SYMBOL !! #2

A bit more NSFW than the last one. Add ’ +’ to reverse.

💋 - to kiss down my muse’s body. 👅 - to have oral sex with my muse. 👂 - to sensually lick my muse’s ear. 💤 - to cuddle up with my muse, after sex. 💦 - to give my muse an orgasm. 👕 - to undress my muse. 👀 - to admire my muse’s naked form. 🤳 - to take a picture/record our muses. 🙈 - to have 1st time sex with my muse.

[horrorempathya]

hey!!!   this  is  your  reminder  that:    you’re  worth  it.

your  writing  is  beautiful  &  i  just  hope  you’re  enjoying  it.   your  portrayal  is  amazing  &  i  just  hope  you  feel  the  same  way.   you’re  irreplaceable.    have  a  great  day.   <3

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If we could just speed up to next summer, that would be great.

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D3 + Dance Numbers ( Radio Disney Insider: Sofia Carson & R3hab )

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Dark eyes flutter shut and Jam finds herself leaning into Jace’s touch almost instinctively. She doesn’t mean to do it, but she does it before she can stop herself. Her cheeks burn slightly as she realizes she’s doing it. It had been a while since she’d had any kind of touch, being locked up in that horrible room, an experience she never wanted to relive. And yet she found herself feeling as though she was going from one form of hell to another, “No,” she says softly with a shake of her head. “Tell him I’m going to get some rest. It’s not a lie, really. And tell him to go see Sol. He deserves to get out a little and stretch his legs after being locked up in that room with me. I’m pretty sure he’d much rather go see Sol than worry about his little sister some more.”

Part of Jam still couldn’t understand why Jace was still being so nice to her. He’d gotten what he wanted from her. Agrabah was free. Her inner voice was telling her that this was all too good to be true. That Jace would dump her the first chance he got. But so far she hadn’t been given any indication that that was the case. A yawn escapes her as she settles once Jace adjusts her blanket, her head going to her pillow. Once again, she feels that strange sensation in her stomach as she watches him, as though something is moving beneath her skin, just waiting to be let out.

“Are you sure?” Jace asked gently. The one thing he had learned about Jam was she often put everyone else above her. If she truly wanted Jay there, she wouldn’t say anything – she would tell Jace to do the exact same thing. He could respect it, but she was still his sister and his responsibility. “Get some rest. I’ll bring you some tea and some food.” The guard stood up and pressed a kiss to his sister’s forehead out of instinct before he left the room, leaving the door open a crack in case she needed him. 

He entered the kitchen and started water for tea before he grabbed a banana and went to talk to Jay. “She’s gonna try and get some sleep. I think everything has been really hard on her,” Jace said softly. “I know they haven’t been easy for you either. If you wanted – you could go to the palace and see Sol. I’m sure that would make him just as happy.”

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Jam watches Jace go through tired eyes. She finds herself surprisingly comfortable in the bed, and suddenly exhausted. She feels like something is missing, though. Her eyes glow for a moment and one of the boxes suddenly opens, her own spell book floating out of the box to settle beside her on the bed. She makes no move to open the book, but rather rests her hand on it, her fingers gently tracing the pattern on the cover as her eyes close.

Jay, meanwhile, had remained settled on the couch, taking interest in Jace’s dogs, rubbing one of the large one’s bellies. He had expected Jam to tell him to go do something, to start to move on with his life, even though something was clearly wrong with her, “You’re telling me,” Jay says softly. “I was the one who spent the week in that horrible room with her. Talk about crushing someone’s spirit.” He gives Jace a concerned look, “She is going to be okay, though, right? I mean, she’s never had a problem healing herself before, even if it took some time.”

The half genie cocks his head slightly, “Am I allowed to do that?” He asks curiously. “Just walk back up to the place and ask to see Sol? I would have thought they’d do anything in their power to keep me away from the palace....”