ORG.EST. 12/2024 || A very Selective ALADDIN from Disney's 1992 movie of the same name with original lore and source material woven with canon || Triggering topics present and tagged + Multiverse + Kingdom Hearts friendly || friend priority and ship selective || AS ADORED ETERNALLY BY KOSM. 25+
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short simple rules until my carrd is available
Mixed Canon. His canon comes from the 1992 movie and tv series, with small additions for my own interpretations and the original story the disney movies was based on, so he's not going to be quite the same as his movie version. I don't recognize the live action film.
Aladdin is Arab. I am not arab, but I have Arab friends, live around a large muslim community, and have been studying the culture as one of my oldest and most prominent oc's is an arabic woman. I do my best to always educate myself when portraying him
nsfw will be present. I write horror and romance so you will see a mixture of that here. I describe things like blood, gore, etc, as for smut, I'm on the fence. It depends on my partners' feelings on the subject.
Aladdin is 19.
shipping. Aladdin is a bit of a flirt, he's just a natural charmer, that does not mean I am wanting to ship. I don't ask to ship and I don't approach for it due to personal reasons.
drama. keep it away from me, unless the person in question is a danger to the children or the community.
mun is 34, I'm autistic and have ADHD. I'm in a lot of pain everyday so while I may always be home, I won't always be online. I'm writing a novel and drawing a comic based on my own lore, so I'm full on creativity day to day when i'm not housecleaning. here's where you can read my stuff, if you're interested
You think Aladdin would like dinosaurs? I was trying to think of how he'd fair in a stardew situation and honestly I can see him struggling a bit. He'd either be a struggling but gradually growing farmer or he'd be a bachelor working odd jobs and hanging around the desert haha
10,000 words all proofread, perfected, and edited . . . I have around 40,000 more words to go before it's ready. I've found a few publishers I'm sending it to, along with a manager to help me speak to them and get what I need together before sending it out. I'm happy, I'm thrilled. It's always been a dream of mine to write a book and it's very close to coming true.
I'm enjoying my break from fandom and tumblr, I think I really needed it. Been thinking of remaking but I'm not set on the idea yet. For now, Miss Qistina will be here and I'll update the drafts of her chapters as I go through them. miss you love you
[ play ] – for the sender’s muse to run their hand up the receiver’s shoulder and play with the hair at the base of their neck as a means of comfort.
the intimacy of hands.
shivers dust along his body by each press of her fingers, involuntarily raising his shoulders in response to the sudden touch, trying to smother the warmth in his cheeks by thinking of something – anything – else ; but it was impossible. When had been the last time anyone had come to him with a soothing touch? To comfort him? To heal him? He did not remember. Abu certainly gave him a bit of comfort from time to time but it was nothing compared to the connection that another human could give. Thoughts like this, he tends to keep far from his day to day, much preferring to keep a more positive and cheery note to his disposition and yet –
when the thought of loneliness comes, he returns to himself.
he wonders now if Ariel would laugh at his attempt to hide that part of himself, if she would be angry – knowing he always had her to turn to if he wanted to talk to a friend, but each of these options wasn't something he wanted to think about either. It was too much at once, too vulnerable. But, he would put a smile on, just for her.
“ Okay, Okay, I got it! ” he laughs, wondering if it sounds genuine. “ I'm fine, really! Don't give me that look, I'm fine, Ariel! I didn't mean to get so down, I'm, Maaaaaybe a little homesick, that's all. Don't worry about me, hey I promised I'd help you around the village, didn't I? "
bg3 perhaps?
by bg3 rules, Zariel Tiefling, Rogue Urchin. I think tiefling makes sense given how he was treated in the movie, and aladdin having horns is also... pretty cool
kinda ship him with either laezel or karlach. but especially karlach. you think his face is too handsome? its hard to think of a real looking aladdin
Aladdin hadn't had meat for nearly his whole life until he met Jasmine, only able to steal and eat on the run, not able to cook -- so the first thing he had when in the palace as Ali Ababwa was a roasted lamb and it was the single most delicious thing he'd eaten in his entire life. now he will eat lamb with everything.
insurance wont cover my medicine yippie wahoo here's my kofi I do graphics and I can make some sketches if anyone can help me out ~ i'll love you forever
Here's a little plotting call ~ lately i've been having tons of ideas developing him and jasmine's relationship, like in my head, but I really need some that are maybe a bit more in depth to him as his own person, you know? hmu
The cub was exhausted. Wandering around an unknown city was confusing enough but finding a place to sleep was a different story. All the houses he passed seemed occupied which meant that Simba had to fend for himself. It was when he spotted a small monkey climbing a building that the lion followed, poking his head around the corner to reveal hanging sheets of fabric and other things. Perhaps he could stay here for the night if he were quiet enough when he sneaked inside?
unprompted
Not a tiger. Definitely not a regular street cat. It looked friendly enough to approach, or maybe he was just a bit too brave to be stepping toward a large, strange animal, one that Abu was being very adamant about shooing away. Aladdin was different. Aladdin was what the people call a ‘sucker for animals.’.
. “ Heyyyyy there, big kitty. Whatcha doin' all the way up here and away from. . . ” he hadn't considered himself to be an expert on exotic animals. He knew the basic animals of the kingdom and of the large tiger in the palace, even of fake animals like dragons – nothing about this animal was familiar. It had the shape and size of what would probably be a tiger cub, but none of the color. Didn't some animals have different colors as babies? He'd have to ask Genie whenever he decided to pop up again. For now, the man held out his open palms in an effort to beckon it closer, showing he meant no harm. “ C'mon now, cooooome're, there ya go. I won't hurt ya. ”
Her eyes, innocent as a lamb's, closed while a soft giggle emanated from rose-tinted lips. They may have only been acquainted recently but Rapunzel trusted Aladdin, he didn't seem like the type who would attempt to cut it or try something else of a nefarious nature. She could sense the kindness in his heart and wanted to believe in it.
"I wouldn't have been able to on my own, that's for sure." she confessed, lithe form stayed perfectly still as he began braiding. "Thank you for helping me ..." and then she smiled, wide .. pearly white peeking out. What a sweet thing to say - .... "I'm... glad you like it. You know, I've met a few people who found it a bit ... weird - .... not that I can blame them."
. Weird it was, but being ‘weird’ had its own merits that others would be proud of. He'd be proud to have hair like hers – golden, extremely long and powerful enough to not only fight with but to do things with her hair he would never have even dreamed of before today. Wonders of what cruelty she must have encountered before today pass with each turning of strand, each carefully handled braid. It hadn't been the first time he touched a girls hair, but it was the first time that the hair had given him such an easy time when braiding it.
“ Hey, don't mention it. ” Loop by loop, strand by strand, additions of flowery and stem woven like loomed fabrics, weaving a coat of a magnificent plait fit for a beautiful princess – she deserved it. “ It's not weird either. Just. In case you don't know. It's not weird. I've seen a lot weirder, believe me. ”
"I've actually never tried them," the hidden gem of a princess sheepishly admits to her lack of knowledge, knowing well that the oddly kind fellow before her would understand that sometimes, perhaps all the time, as a royal, you only get the best of the best, and nothing short. "This would be my first time."
she looks at the dates between the two of them with a curious look, young and full of energy, despite her being of marriage age to her father, the sultan. "Is there a way we're supposed to dry them? Or do they come dried already?"
. “ Never tried them? Neeeeeeeever? C'mon, really? ” the whole wide world on her plate and she'd never tried dried dates before? He'd could be laughing at how ridiculous a question it was, but he was much too busy with studying each soft curve of her ever striking visage ; large and expressive eyes washing over each fruit as if counting golden coin, that for how priceless she looked there could be something even she hadn't ever gotten to do before. All things in this world should have come so easily for her – “ That's a real shame. ”
“ Well, you can dry ‘em yourself in the sun or just eat ’em as they are! Crushing ‘em up and drinking ’em works too but, it's not as nice as when they're dried. Keep ‘em in your bag for when you get hungry. ’Course, you don't ever go hungry, but – uhm. " he was doing it again, bringing up her riches, bringing himself down – Aladdin took a few of the dried dates and began juggling them slowly, looking away from her. " Anyway, most fruits you get in the marketplace can be dried or made into juices and they're mostly pretty good – Ahh especially melon. You've had melon right? Want some? ”
"It is only safe if you ignore the fact that anything can live within those waters." she smiles warmly at the nearly child-like curiosity that curls across the boy's face, and to her, most younger than her were only children. even if they held wisdom, that did not mean they bore age. "I kid. Yes, the waters are safe, both to wade in and to drink. Perhaps even more so than most other sources."
. “ You sure don't sound like you're kidding. ” he takes a tentative step within the pool of deeply blue water, admiring the cool touch against his overheated skin. Everything about it looked normal, but its feeling wasn't like any water he had experienced before. Something in its smell. Something in its touch. “ Feels nice. ”