Sindria's Advisor

❧ Independent RP blog for Ja'far. from 'Magi - The labyrinth of magic' Advisor, household member, former assassin and tea lover Please read my rules before sending me asks or starting an RP. Thank you M!A: none Tracking: #freckledadvisor

[magi-masterlist-blog]

Considering how I am on pretty much everyday. I thought I’d give it a shot and make a master list of all the active magi rpers in this fandom. Mostly because some I seen doesn’t get updated ever so often and I ain’t the only one looking for more magi rpers. So please, do me and the other rpers a favor and like or reblog this post if you’re a magi rp blog. Oc or not doesn’t matter~

[crimsonflameprince-blog]

It was not really surprising to hear her ask exactly that question. The man -now woman- was not exactly the most self-confident among Sinbad’s people and with someone like the king himself so close to her, this question had to come sooner or later. Even though Kouen had to admit this was a lot sooner than expected. She really needed to work on her insecurities, after all there were more important things than looks and being a womanizer.

With a little sigh, the prince sat down next to her and directed his gaze at the calm waves. “Why, you ask. Do I really need a reason? I could tell you I like you because you’re smart, like to read and know how to use words, but I doubt this would convince you. I like your eyes, your freckles, the pale skin, but I guess even this is hard for you to believe. No matter what I say, you will still question my words.” He slowly turned his head to look at her. “Just know, that I don’t have any reason to lie to you and that it is not because of the state you’re in at the moment. I can have them all if I wanted, but I don’t need the most beautiful woman by my side, neither do I want the most handsome man. I prefer someone who’s honest with me and I am sure you are. You don’t like me because I am a prince, or rather the future emperor. In fact, I guess you’d prefer it if I weren’t. After all this only brings problems for you, doesn’t it?”

He leaned closer and  raised his hand to brush away some of the light streaks of hair that were falling into her face. “I am sorry to trouble and burden you so much Ja’far. This is the first time I ever regret to be who I am.” His fingers brushed down her cheek until they rested at her chin. Never before had he felt so unsure about anything, never before had he wanted something to be perfect like now. His thumb slowly brushed along her lower lip, his eyes still focused at hers. “You are so beautiful Ja’far, you just can’t see it.” He mumbled as he raised her chin a little.   His thumb brushed along her lip once more before it was replaced by his own.

[freckled-advisor]

Maybe it would have been better if the white-haired general of Sinbad had not questioned the prince's decision. It would have spared her heart to skip another beat and that flushing red color would not have reappeared on those pale cheeks within an instant. All those compliments raining down on her. It wasn't exactly that she did not want to believe Kouen's words, but there were so many of them directed not only at the looks of the advisor, but towards her intellect as well. It seemed he really kept a close eye on her all this time and maybe that thought was the one she took to her heart the most. It was a precious thing, even if it was something said between the lines. Ja'far's small feet brushed over the beach, toes crawling into the warm sand as result of the nervousness left within her. She felt like telling him that she would bear with all the questions and results of what happened right here, right now. But that skill of using words the dungeon conquerer praised some moments ago, it was completely gone. Taken by the wind and carried away beyond the point where the ocean met the sky. A smile flickered over the woman's features when Kouen praised her once more, knowing that he referred not only to the general's current state, but also her male self. Not that she wished to go back to that state at the moment, but it washed away some of her worries located deep inside of her. Gray hues widened a bit when the freckled general realized that Kouen slowly closed the already small distance between them. A moment of hesitation, heat dwelling within her even worse than all those times before, but what exactly was she afraid of? She wasn't sure. That man reciprocated her feelings and this was exactly what she wished for, no... what she had dreamed of. Ja'far's heart pounded heavily against her chest when their lips met for the first time. It almost felt like she ran some miles and that, if it grew any worse than this, she might collapse, but that was surely just her imagination. Her hand slowly moved forward in search for Kouen's chest to lean onto and once the petite fingers touched the fabric, she held onto it firmly. What happened was completely different than what the woman had imagined it to be like, but it was perfect in it's very own way. Ja'far wasn't sure if it were mere seconds that passed or more than a minute while the both of them underlined their feelings in a way without words. There would, if everything worked out, be another hundret kisses between the two of them and she knew it, yet she held onto the prince's lips until she ran out of air.

At least that reddish color gracing those freckled cheeks had died down mostly during those moments, yet her heart was still racing. "I--I'm sorry for running from you... and thank you for keeping up with all of this. If you hadn't I-- we-- Maybe I would have screwed this up entirely."

[freckled-advisor]

SUMMARIZING ME ATM! OH GOD! IT HAPPENED!

[magiofkou]

"Heard you talking about me, stray cat?"

"Was forced to. Would never do so if I didn’t have to, filthy lapdog."

[magiofkou]

"You wish… in the end you’d be sad because your life would turn boring in an instant."

[freckled-advisor]

"You're underestimating the amount of work Sin is giving me. Aside from that, once you are gone I don't have to worry about you when it comes to Kouen."

[magiofkou]

freckled-advisor replied to your post:NSFW ship meme: Judal and Ja’far

if you feel bothered by them, just delete them. you know they are not from me and it’s a little disrespectful to send those over and over again even though you said several times that you don’t ship it except for times with your waifu.

outofmakeup: Nah, I don’t really mind. I mean.. I can always fill those in for you~ It just confuses me 

[freckled-advisor]

I feel so loved now. Maybe I should be online more here again.

[magiofkou]

"Heard you talking about me, stray cat?"

"Was forced to. Would never do so if I didn’t have to, filthy lapdog."

[freckled-advisor]

"I hope that peach gets stuck in your throat..."

[magiofkou]

Spit it out! ;D

Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!

"Bacon is magic."

[freckled-advisor]

"And I thought you're into peaches... Does that mean you're also saying you like Sinbad and actually prefer me?"

[wishfuldesire-blog1]

Pixiv ID: 34281979 Member: ✿遊兎ルコ✿

[wishfuldesire-blog1]

@trosros

[freckled-advisor]

"Spit it out, old man!"

Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!

"It hurts when I breathe."

[freckled-advisor]

"Spit it out... please?"

Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!

"You’re scaring me!"

[crimsonflameprince-blog]

The corner of Kouen’s lips twitched when she apologized to him once more. Then again how could he blame her? The situation was totally screwed and so were they. Ja’far was even crying. With a sigh he pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her fragile frame, one of his battle torn hands in her hair to caress the skin of her head. “It’s okay, Ja’far. I won’t go anywhere.” In fact he could simply stay there, standing all together for the rest of the day. How funny to see everything screwed up like that. He intended to spend a nice evening with Ja’far, nothing more, nothing less and now he gained so much more after almost losing it all. 

How long they stood there, he didn’t know and he didn’t really care, but the way they stood started to feel uncomfortable and so he loosened his embrace and took half a step back. “I suggest to sit down if you want to stay here for some more time. And no, I don’t mind either way. I simply wanted to go to the festival because it seemed appealing to have you around. So don’t even start to worry about this. Just tell me what you really want to do, because I am totally fine with everything as long as you’re happy with it.” At least for now. It would be a lie to say it would be always like that. There were obligations and things that needed to be done, but right now he wasn’t the first prince, he was only Kouen. Maybe that was the reason why he allowed himself to feel comfortable with the stupid thing he had just done. This would lead to problems sooner or later, but he could start to worry about that after this day was over. 

Before she was able to give her answer, the prince leaned forward a bit and place a little kiss on her forehead. A real kiss simply didn’t feel right at the moment. They were both confused and a little more time to adjust to the situation maybe wasn’t the worst thing to allow them both.

[freckled-advisor]

The moment Kouen embraced the smaller woman her heart jumped a little, not only due to surprise but out of happiness. Ja'far had wished for something like this to happen a long time, but now that those thoughts became real all of a sudden and she would definitely need a bit of time to adjust to this even though the man with the crimson hair made it so simple for her. Those thoughts of betraying her king and friend would possibly never leave her alone and chances were high that nightmares would haunt her each and every night, but right at the moment it did not matter. Fragile fingers clung to Kouen's clothes. Up until now the both of them had never been that close and if it were for Ja'far, she would not let go of the prince again. The faint pinkish shine on the advisor's cheeks had become a flaming red, matching the older male's hair perfectly now that his lips touched her forhead so gently.  How to reply to those kind and loving words? Was there even need to answer them?

"T--Thank you, Kouen." she whispered the moment his arms let go of her. Of course, she could have said a thousand words to express herself, but she was sure that the other understood perfectly. A smile reappeared on Ja'far's features before Sinbad's second let her gaze fly over their surrounding. She had run quiet a distance, but at least there would be no one spotting them if they would just sit down here in the fine sand of Sindria's beach. Ja'far did not feel like going back to the Maharajan immediately and the redhead already stated that he liked it here, so she followed his suggestion to sit down. "Can I ask you something?" It felt a little awkward to be so straight forward, but now that the two of them finally talked about the things it seemed to be a legit question. "What exactly do you like... about me?"

Most of the time Ja'far had the feeling that people deemed her to be boring and even a bit annoying due to working most of the time and being a fun killer. The advisor also never had a chance in a psychical compare to the fellow generals or king Sinbad when she was still a male. So, being attractive to someone was a bit confusing. He was a very handsome man, charismatic like the Sinbad and strong on top of that. If he wanted he could surely have at least a hand full of ladies, the pretties under the sun, at his side. However, he decided for the freckled general. Then again, maybe she was just something to toy around with, to anger the purple-haired royal. But Kouen did not seem to be a sly person like certain other people and it was hard to walk the path of truth and trust for a woman like her who lived together with someone bending reality if necessary. All she could hope for was that the first prince meant it.

[crimsonflameprince-blog]

"Uhm... If I'd leave Sindria... theoretically speaking of course... would you... and me... have a future?" (fem!far)

Did that just happen? ”…yes” of course they had a future. 

The first prince sighed and shook his head. “How am I supposed to answer this question simply with yes or no? Anyway… is there even the possibility you’d do that?”

[freckled-advisor]

"I... I... just wanted to hear it from you." he stammered highly embarrassed for asking such a question. "Well, I-- need to go. So much work to do!"

[sidestuiff]

Send 'SPIT IT OUT!' and I'll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!

It’s gonna be a mixed bag. Go with caution!

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[laetationis]

SPIT IT OUT!

Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!

"We’re breaking up."

[freckled-advisor]

"Did you drink with Sinbad...?"

[himes-assistant-blog]

ff+ja'far *cackles in the shadows*

Send me "ff+" and a character name and my character will react to finding and reading a graphic and sex-filled fanfiction of themselves and that character.

Ka Koubun sighed as he carried the documents that needed reading and singing from Princess Kougyoku. He entered her dorm after knocking, placing the few pieces of paper on a table and informing her of what needed to be done. He collected a few of his own and sat at the chair across from her.

He began to work. Normally what he would do was to read the document, inform the princess of its context and have her sign it in order for her to have less to read. It was no fun though. Thankfully Kougyoku realized his work and even offered some tea which he gladly accepted.

He took hold of the first paper he’d picked up, bored eyes beginning to read the first line.

"Tonight," Ja’far whispered into Ka Koubun’s ear, his voice seductive and welcoming to the Kou adviser. Fingers lingered lower and lower as his eyes met with the others and again, whispered,"You’re mine."

Ka Koubun spit out the tea he’d been drinking, leaving nothing behind. Kougyoku yelled at him for doing such a rude and disgusting thing all of a sudden, but her servant was too focused on whatever— whatever this was to notice her.

Ja’far moaned loudly as he c—

⌜⋨⋩⌟—”WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!” Ka Koubun suddenly shot up from his chair, holding the pieces of paper with a death grip. Each one, now scattered across his chair and the floor, read a long and graphic event between him and Ja’far. Ka Koubun was not very pleased.

Despite Kougyoku asking what was wrong and demanding to know, Ka Koubun quickly gathered the papers, ripped them apart and disposed of them. Then, he walked back into the room, his face reddened to an impossible shade, his mouth closed shut. No matter how much Kougyoku asked he would not speak. He would never speak of this to anyone. But was determined to find whoever thought this was funny.

[magiofkou]

"Ja'far and you are gonna be parents!" greetings Schnakenzähmer

Send me “(NAME) and you are gonna be parents!” and my character will respond.

"Exactly. This will happen the moment that I’ll become emperor of Kou and Ja’far becomes my wife… which means never."

[freckled-advisor]

"This is more a matter of me becoming king of Sindria and you becoming my wife and sadly, this is highly possible. I mean, look at Sin. He's getting himself killed sooner or later... or drinking himself to death. As if I’d become a girl and bear your brat…"