As MagiWeek2022 is coming to a close, I’m reminded that there are Magi fans still around. And some of those fans of Ja’far.
I’m on a discord server for Ja’far fans and we’ve been working on a zine since Feb. We’re planning on releasing it completely digital and free in PDF format next year.
We can always use more artists and writers if anyone would like to submit something for the zine. Or even photography/cosplays/etc or editors.
For more details, please join the Ja’far Appreciation server and we have a section of channels just about the zine. (Of course you can stay for the rest of our ja’antics or join for the ja’far/magi discussions and not worry about the zine)
If Ja’far is not your character, feel free to pass this along to anyone who might be interested. Much appreciated!
You woke up to see him sleeping soundly next to you every day.
Just not today.
You couldn’t explain why Ja’far was missing from bed. Usually, he would tell you in advance if he needed to wake up earlier than usual, but you couldn’t recall him saying anything of the sort the night before. Your heart felt heavy, yet you knew it was too soon to overreact. He must have his reasons, you assured yourself. There was no need to get upset over it just yet.
Your worry nearly doubled in intensity when Ja’far was absent from breakfast as well. You searched all over the palace, spotting his white hair a few times but as soon as you tried to approach him, he slipped around a corner and disappeared altogether. It was evident he was avoiding you, albeit the reasoning was still a mystery to you.
Fortunately, the king of Sindria wasn’t as difficult to find as your lover. Without even intending to, you ran into Sinbad whose eyes grew wide upon seeing you. He attempted to give a curt apology for bumping into you before walking away and you almost let him if it wasn’t for his unusual behavior.
You’ve known Sinbad for as long as you could remember and you couldn’t recall him ever acting this strange. His flirtatious demeanor never ceased to be, not even after you and Ja’far became a couple much to his annoyance. If you didn’t know any better, you would’ve assumed that the king himself was hiding something from you…
“Do you know where Ja’far is?” you questioned before he could get away.
His body grew frigid for a single moment, just long enough for you to notice. He turned around wearing a fake grin. “You tell me. He never showed up today for the meeting between the Eight Generals.”
Your eyebrows scrunched together and you scowled. “You and I both know he wouldn’t miss out on any of his duties. I know you’re covering for him.”
Sinbad’s smile faltered, but he continued to keep up the act. “I’m telling you the truth, [name]. I haven’t seen him-”
“Please, Sinbad,” you begged, your wavering. “He’s never done this before. Have I done something wrong? Is this his way of saying he doesn’t want to be with me anymore?”
Tears shone in your eyes and you quickly brushed them away before they could be shed. You refused to cry, especially not in front of him. Sinbad sighed, looking defeated. He wasn’t about to break his promise to Ja’far, but he didn’t want you to get the wrong idea either.
“Look, Ja’far just has a lot on his mind right now. Take a few hours to calm down and clear your head. By then, he should be ready to tell you himself.”
You slowly nodded, hoping he was right.
* * *
You did as Sinbad asked. You spent a few hours just walking around Sindria in hopes to clear yourself of all your worries, but Ja’far never left your mind. Sinbad made it sound as if something was troubling Ja’far, yet he never mentioned anything of the sort to you. Why would he keep something like that from you after you told him everything?
As upset and hurt as you were by it, you knew you needed to keep your faith in him. He’s never done anything to betray your trust in the past so there was no need to start doubting him now. He wasn’t obligated to tell you of everything that bothered him no matter how much you wished he did.
The sun was setting by the time you made it back to the palace. You spent a few more minutes searching for him there before giving up with a sigh. When Ja’far was ready to speak, he would come to you. Going out of your way to find him wouldn’t do any good.
In the end, you were right. As you opened the doors to your shared bedroom with him, there he was standing out on the balcony, staring up at the stars above. He didn’t turn around to face you, even though you were sure he noticed your presence by now. You walked out onto the balcony and stood beside him, waiting for him to turn and say something, yet he never did. After a whole day without speaking, you couldn’t wait any longer.
“Are you okay?” you hesitantly asked, placing your hand on top of his.
He smiled at the contact and turned to face you. It was only then that you noticed the newly developed worried lines on his forehead, yet he nodded anyway.
“Yes… I just had a lot to think about today. I wanted to be sure I was doing the right thing.”
“What-”
Before you could finish your sentence, he cut you off. He kneeled down on one leg and pulled out a ring from his pocket, holding it up to you. Your mind and body were frozen in place, not being able to initially comprehend what was going on. Not until he spoke the words that nearly made your heart stop:
A/N: I have been kind of going through an episode, off and on, and Jafar is one of my comfort characters. I also wrote this in about 3 hours, so sorry for any errors or if it seems rushed.
Summary and content: Silk sheets, a beautiful view, and good people is what reader has. But something nags at them. Whispers in their head and made up words their friends have never spoken. Comforting visits with words only Ja'far knows how to say. No use of pronouns, no use of y/n or any variations, I tried to keep it as neutral as possible between romantic and platonic.
Warnings: Depression, mental health themes, angst(?) with comfort, reader admits to feeling gross, dependent, and like nothing. Not proof read.
Not requested
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Soft silk. Cloud like pillows and cushions that rest under you. A heaven in the morning and in the night. All or more than one of any class can ask for. The sun peaks in from the open curtain windows. The lightest breeze lets flow in the room through the cracks between the floor and the doors that lead to a view of the ocean. Heaven. A blessing. A gift. You are lucky. You should be grateful. You are. You just do not know. You do not know what to do. Why you… just are not yourself.
The wind comes through the cracks of the door and floor, but whispers come through, too. Whispers that sound awful like your own voice. Someone else's, too, but mostly yours. Your muscles feel heavy. Unmoving. Stiff, almost. Tired, no matter how often and long you sleep.
You long for something. Certain words from certain people. Or just one. Maybe you do not actually know what those words are or should be. So how can you tell that to anyone? How can you tell anyone you want to be left alone? Unless… it is just a sliver of affection from him. But he's busy. He always is. He tries, though… and that is what moves you. A little at a time. You still can not just get up.
You have been here so long. Rotting. You feel disgusting. A weight. Like a leach. Unmoving and unmotivated. You have been here so long. Everything seems dark aside from the middle of the morning light. The light where you know there is a clear, blue sky just right outside. A barren. A curse. A parasite. Too dependent. Too much of everything.
Why would he want to come here? In this room that goes to waste with you? Why would he want to touch you? The beautiful man you know. So full of heart. So eager to work. So eager to spend time alone… with you.
Every sensation on your skin feels heavy, even when it is under you. Every noise just beyond that door feels irritating. Too loud.
What can anyone do? Does anyone want to see you fixed? Or just watch you rot? Slowly..?
Knock-knock. A call of your name just beyond those doors. The doors you feel too exhausted to even look at. Ja'far.
He walks in with no word. No word from him. No word from you. You do not turn to face him. You remain on your side, back to him. Though you wish nothing more to look at him. To hear his voice, not muffled from behind the door. That door you could not look at. That door you could not walk through.
“It is good to see you,” Jafar walks around the bed. The bed that is starting to hurt your aches.
You hum, acknowledging his words. You can barely see him. He is just out of sight. You whisper words Jafar barely catches. “I am tired…“
He hears you, and walks closer to you.
You found the small bit of energy that laid inside you, sitting up. When you move your head to look at him, the movement still feels heavy, but he smiles. He smiles at you. Jafar, the beautiful man you get to know.
You feel a tear well up in your eye and sleep down your cheek. “I am exhausted doing the smallest of things.“
Jafar sits with you on the bed. He joins you. “Then I will help you.“ He pauses for only a second. Looking to the lightly flowing curtains, then to you. “Whatever you need.“
“What if… What if I do not know what I need,“ you shake your head, looking down.
“Then…“ He thinks, “I will wait with you.“
Your eyes start to water again, but tears do not fall. You look to your lap, where you have placed your hands. “Jafar,“ your voice soft and quiet, “I want to go outside, but I believe it may be too much.“
His eyes close, as he moves his hand to touch you, but he stops. His hand begins to fall before you pick it up. You hold his hands in your heavy ones. “I feel beyond broken.“
“You are not broken. You are human.“ You bring his palm to your cheek as he speaks. You love his words. You love the way he talks. You love his voice. You love the mouth the voice comes from.
You are starting to feel better. A little. You will still be in bed tomorrow, but Jafar will still visit tomorrow. He usually visits when he can, which is usually in the afternoon. Late, just a few hours before he allows himself to retire. Maybe tomorrow, when he visits again, it will be in the morning again.
Despite his words, you still feel heavy and bitter. Still, his words make it just a little better. The words from the whispers that made their way through the cracks in your mind slow down.
“I will always be here, even when you can not see me. I will wait with you when you need me to.“
You push your nose into his palm. A thank you. You find yourself unable to talk again. You find yourself feeling small, but not as much as it was.
Jafar is with you. He tries to talk to you, but he stays silent with you, too. Sometimes words can be just as much as actions, and actions can just be as much as words.
His action of staying with you, despite his work, is just enough. His action of letting you hold his hand is enough. His action of hugging you when you lean into his chest is enough. This moment is just enough.
The whispers are still loud. The sunlight outside those curtains is still bright. The blanket and your clothes are still heavy. The bed is still harsh under you.
It is just bearable enough, however, when he lets you cry. When he lets you talk. When he lets the world inside the room be a little quieter. When he is just there with you.
Everything about him feels light, and quiet, and gentle.
Could I get hcs or a senario for Ja'far with a male S/O? He's outgoing, friendly and he's super sweet when it comes to Ja'far, he wouldn't force anything on him. (They probably met during Mahrajan, accidently bumping into each other)
Of course! I hope you like it! (o＾▽＾o)
Ja’far:
The relationship would certainly feel weird at first to the advisor on account to never really having feelings for a man.
He wasn’t too nervous about everyone’s reaction to your relationship mostly because Sin is bisexual (you cannot prove me otherwise) everyone is very accepting.
A week into the relationship Ja’far would be the happiest man on the earth.
You truly are a gem and the most romantic man he’s ever met.
Those subtle kisses you sneak onto his lips always make his day and makes him fall for you all over again.
Although, Ja’far sometimes gets apprehensive because you two haven’t gotten to the intimate part of your relationship, but you’re always quick to reassure him and tell him that he doesn’t have to.
Your favorite place to hold Ja’far is his waist, as he’s always been known to have a slender waist.
Your favorite attribute of him is his legs because just like his waist, they are very slender.
You also love kissing his freckles and the adorable blush that comes along with it.
Can I pls get some headcanons for a modern au where Ja'far finds an abandoned baby and adopts them and how he would tell them the truth abt their adoption when they were old enough if that's okay?
Hopefully, I didn’t butcher this…
Ja’far:
He’d be leaving work to finally go home until he saw a child abandoned on the street.
He would immediately pick them up and take them to the nearest hospital for a doctor to check on them.
After finding out they were perfectly fine, he was relieved. He immediately took them home.
After bringing them to work a few times, everyone called Ja’far a momma duck, on account to the kid always following him.
As they grew up Ja’far couldn’t help but be emotional about the whole ordeal, there were some rough years, but they were growing up too fast.
But of course, every child missing a parent would have that lingering question, “where is (missing parent)?”
It was hard to tell them the truth, but it was needed. He was relieved to know that they didn’t hate him in any way.
No matter what happens his kid always loved him more than anyone in the world.
Headcanons for Ja'far, Sinbad, and Hinahoho to where they had adopted a child who was still to young to realize they were adopted and keeps asking who/where mommy is until they find their father's crush (future S/O) who has the same hair color or eye color as them so they start calling her mommy and thinking they're her child? Sorry if this is confusing.
Ja’far:
“Papa, where is mama? I haven’t seen her anywhere.”
Ja’far couldn’t help but flinch as she asked that question again. She had asked before, but at that age, she got distracted easily.
“Umm…”
Fortunately, he didn’t have to answer because you had just walked in with more work for him. “Sorry I was so late, Ja’far-sama. I ran into a few obstacles…” You slammed the scrolls down on the table and pushed your h/c locks out of your face.
A light blush dusted his cheeks, “don’t worry about it and drop the sama.”
You rubbed the back of your head, “oh… right…”
“Mommy!”
Your eyes widened as a girl with h/c locks and e/c eyes ran up to you, everyone knew this bundle of joy as Ja’far’s adopted child. As the child jumped into your arms you held her securely at your hips.
“I’m sorry?” You asked confused.
“Mommy! Come play with me and papa!”
Both you and Ja’far had heavy blushes on your faces as she referred to you two as mommy and papa. Your blush was soon replaced by a smile.
“Well, shall we, papa?”
Sinbad:
The king groaned as his advisor set another pile of work on his desk. “You knew you wouldn’t have this much if you would just do your work more often,” he commented, leaving the room.
Sinbad only pouted and crossed his arms, procrastination was a hard thing to deal with, especially if you’re the womanizer king of the seven seas.
Nonetheless, he did his work so he could be with his favorite girl later on. After a few minutes of working, it looks he didn’t have to wait as the door of his study burst opened and in came in his favorite girl along with you panting at the doorway.
“Forgive me, king Sinbad! She ran off and I wasn’t able to stop her!” You wheezed, leaning against the doorway.
The little girl immediately climbed onto his lap and hugged him close, “papa! I found mama!”
Sinbad’s eyes widened and for a moment he actually thought she had managed to find her mother, that was until she pointed at you.
“She is my mama, isn’t she? We have the same hair and eyes.” His child beamed. You began to blush as the child pointed at you and called you her mother.
Sinbad smirked, “of course she is. Aren’t you going to give papa a kiss, mama?” He asked, beckoning you.
His child seemed to agree with him, “come and give papa a kiss, mama.”
You had no choice but to comply, after all, you weren’t going to upset a child.
Hinahoho:
Hina looked around frantically as tears ran down his kid’s face, “what’s wrong?”
“W-Where is mama?! I want to see her!” They bellowed as they rubbed their face with their chubby hands.
Hina sighed, he didn’t know who she was. He didn’t think he would ever find out on account to the poor child being adopted.
Hina hugged his child close, “I’m sorry.” The child only continued to cry.
Fortunately, you had been walking by the garden and noticed the two of them. “Hina, are they okay?!” You yelled as you ran up to the two of them.
As you kneeled down to examine the kid their eyes gleamed, “mama!” They stretched their arms out to you.
Your face exploded into a blush and you pointed at yourself, “m-me?”
The child nodded frantically and gestures for you to carry them. As you did Hina couldn’t help but blush as he looked at you carrying his child, he pressed a kiss to your head.
Could I get hcs or a senario for Ja'far with a male S/O? He's outgoing, friendly and he's super sweet when it comes to Ja'far, he wouldn't force anything on him. (They probably met during Mahrajan, accidently bumping into each other)
Of course! I hope you like it! (o＾▽＾o)
Ja’far:
The relationship would certainly feel weird at first to the advisor on account to never really having feelings for a man.
He wasn’t too nervous about everyone’s reaction to your relationship mostly because Sin is bisexual (you cannot prove me otherwise) everyone is very accepting.
A week into the relationship Ja’far would be the happiest man on the earth.
You truly are a gem and the most romantic man he’s ever met.
Those subtle kisses you sneak onto his lips always make his day and makes him fall for you all over again.
Although, Ja’far sometimes gets apprehensive because you two haven’t gotten to the intimate part of your relationship, but you’re always quick to reassure him and tell him that he doesn’t have to.
Your favorite place to hold Ja’far is his waist, as he’s always been known to have a slender waist.
Your favorite attribute of him is his legs because just like his waist, they are very slender.
You also love kissing his freckles and the adorable blush that comes along with it.
Could I get a senario for Sinbad, Mystras and Ja'far? They are walking around with their fem!S/O during a festival at night, and she's literally shaking from the cold but when they ask she just denies it or says that she can take it (she can't)
Sinbad:
“For the last time Sin, I’m fine!” You snapped while rubbing your arms. Sinbad frowned at you, you had been like this all night and it was obvious you were cold.
“Y/N, don’t be so stubborn and let me help you! Unless…-” he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close- “you want to try some other activities to keep warm.” He smirked down at your flushed face, although he wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or his advances.
You sighed and pulled his jacket off his shoulders, “let’s go back to the company…” You gave a kiss on the cheek and began walking away, avoiding his eyes so he wouldn’t see your blushing face.
Sinbad sighed in disappointment and followed you back.
Mystras:
You reassured him by patting his shoulder, “please don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.”
Mystras gave you a concerned expression, “are you sure Y/N?”
You smiled up at him while trying to subtlety rub your arms, which was wasn’t working. Mystras felt guilty as he didn’t even have a jacket to cover you with as he did always wear armor.
But as he saw you shivering he knew what he had to do, he scooped you up in his arms and began to walk back to the company.
“M-Mystras!” You yelled as a blush spread across your face. He had never been this bold before which was a shock to you, but as you saw that he had a blush on his face as well it was obvious he was just as embarrassed as you.
“We’re going back to the company, you’re too cold to stay out here!”
You smiled and nuzzled yourself in his arms as he carried you back. He truly was one of a kind.
Ja’far:
The advisor sighed as you were shivering when a breeze blew by and it was obvious why. Pisti had decided it would be amusing to dress you in a bellydancer outfit for Maharajan.
And although Ja’far did appreciate the outfit, he didn’t like seeing that you were freezing. “Y/N, just go change. Pisti won’t notice,” he persuaded.
You gave a violent shiver and turned to him, “she will notice!”
Ja’far only sighed and took off the top of his robes, leaving him in a button up white shirt and gray pants. He wrapped it around your shoulders and kissed your head while wrapping an arm around your shoulder’s.
Can I get headcanons for Ja'far where a ghost starts haunting him, but it turns out to be a smol little girl who doesn't know she's dead and just wants someone to spend time with since she's really lonely?
Ja’far:
He’d be doing his work like always until he saw a silhouette in the corner of his eye.
Ja’far would almost fall out his chair in surprise to see a little girl standing at the foot of his desk.
Most likely he’d start acting like a momma duck like always and begin asking her questions like what’s her name? What’s she doing in the castle? And etc.
He would think it’s adorable how she only wanted someone to play with.
One day when he goes to hug her he grows upset to see when he only goes right through her.
He deduced she might’ve died during the fall of Sindria in the castle.
He wouldn’t tell her though cause it seems like she doesn’t know.
May I pls have some headcanons for if in a modern au Ja'far's future s/o (like if they were coworkers but didn't know each other that well yet) begged him to marry her for the sole purpose of her adopting two little girls because to do so she has to have a nuclear family?
Of course! I actually enjoyed this request, it was cute. (* ^ ω ^)
Ja’far:
That would be the most surprising day of his life.
He had seen you around a couple of times before but he had never really spoken to you.
“Please help me, Ja’far-san!” He’d be taken aback seeing your hand stuck out at him.
He would want to help and he’d also be flattered to know that you chose him instead of any other worker.
During the interview, he’d actually feel like an actual couple as you held his hand.
He’d be pretty upset when the interview ends, but the sadness would end once he met the two girls you were adopting.
Needless to say, they were adorable.
Fortunately, the girls thought of him as a father so he got to spend time with them, which also meant spending time with you.
This all ended up with the two of you getting to know each other better and eventually dating.
Sooner or later, it would end in marriage and you, Ja’far, and the girls couldn’t be happier.
thank you for replying my request (kouen, hakuryuu, muu trying to impress their crush). it was so quick hahah do you mind if i ask the same request, only it's for ja'far, lo'lo, and koumei? i hope that's okay!
No problem! Hope you like this one!
Ja’far:
He doesn’t seem like the type to impress someone, he’d probably try his best to spend as much time with them as possible.
Although, if he had to try and impress them, he’d make sure they’d be watching while he takes down a sea monster.
Around them, he’d feel slightly nervous but hopefully, it wouldn’t show as he accidently drops scrolls as he gazes at them.
Lo’lo:
He would act very bold around them and wouldn’t waste his time trying to impress them.
He thinks them just seeing his rugged good looks would be enough.
Although, if he had to try anything he’d definitely challenge the captain of the falanis corp to a fight and hope you’d be watching.
Koumei:
When they’re around he’d be glad that his bangs cover most of his face, then they can’t see his blush.
Around them, his normal stoic composure would be nervous and embarrassed, he would only hope it doesn’t show. It does.
He’d definitely try to impress them with his knowledge and quick thinking.
How would Ja'far react finding out his S/O is a magi? Like, she/he never really planned to tell him since she/he was afraid of Sinbad using her/him, but everyone found out when she/he joined to protect Sindria and it became obvious that she/he is more than just a simple magician
Ja’far:
Obviously, he would be surprised and wouldn’t really know how to tell them that he knows.
But once he does, the reason why they hid it would be even more surprising.
He reassured them that no matter what, their power wouldn’t be taken advantage of and if Sinbad ever tried he’d have to go through him.
He’d tell them he found out when they were protecting Sindria, they would soon understand and reminisce on how reckless they behaved.
Yam wasn’t going to say anything but she knew all along, she is a magician after all.
Ja’far would only hope that they wouldn’t hide any more secrets.
Along with Ja’far, everyone would reassure them that they are in good hands.
can you do one for ja'far finding out his crush or s/o is actually non-binary by slowly piecing together things like how they mumble under their breath about being non-binary or cringing at she/her or he/him pronouns? sorry if this is a weird request! thank you!
Don’t worry you’re good!
Ja’far:
As the advisor was doing work he couldn’t help but notice you mumbling to yourself. He could hear slightly but not good enough, so he came closer, turns out you were good at mumbling.
He rose a brow, “Y/N, are you alright?”
You jumped after not hearing his voice after a few hours, “oh, don’t worry I’m fine.” You chuckled and went to whatever it was you were doing.
Ja’far only nodded and went back to work, he was going to start keeping a close eye on you.
Ja’far rolled his eyes as he walked by while Sharrkan was telling one of his many stories again. He could almost hear Yamraiha rolling her eyes, “whatever you say, stupid swordsman.” She quipped.
Sharr glared at her, “don’t believe me, stupid magician? Ask Y/N, he/she was there!” He pointed to you only to see you cringe. Ja’far noticed this too and rose a brow.
“Something wrong, Y/N?” Asked Sharr.
Hearing your name you looked up, “huh? Oh, I’m fine. What were we talking about?” You asked cluelessly.
Sharr groaned and began to retell his story, “you were there when…”
Ja’far had already tuned out Sharr’s voice and looked to you, was there something that was bothering you? Just as he was about to ask you a large group of servants began bombarding him.
“Ja’far-san!”
“Ja’far!”
“Ja’far-sama!”
He sighed, looks like that’d have to wait for later.
He groaned as he walked into the bedroom you shared with him, it was obvious the work had taken him forever to finish and he was ready to sleep, but that would have to wait until he spoke to you.
He was relieved to see you weren’t asleep and only reading a book. Ja’far walked over to your side and rested a hand on yours, you perked up as you didn’t realize he was there on account to you being busy with reading.
“Hi, Ja’far!” You exclaimed cheerfully.
Ja’far smiled at you but it soon faded as he asked you something, “Y/N, is something wrong? You’re always mumbling to yourself and when people use your pronouns you look uncomfortable.”
Although the advisor wasn’t ignorant and already had a theory as to why he didn’t want to say anything on account to upsetting you.
You took a deep breath and said it, “I’m non-binary.” You said quickly as if ripping off a bandage. Your eyes were closed on account to not wanting to see his reaction.
You opened your eyes to hear him chuckling, “what?” You asked, confused.
“I’m sorry, but you sounded so afraid. What did you think was going to happen?”
You only shrugged sheepishly and sighed, “I’m sorry, I should’ve told you from the beginning…”
Ja’far pressed a kiss to your head, “it’s fine, now let’s go to sleep.”
You smiled and wrapped your arms around him, happy to be falling asleep against his chest.
can I get a prompt for sinbad, ja'far and spartos? for some reason their crush (future s/o) keeps making up silly pick up lines all day, and using on them in front of everyone
Sinbad:
“Ne, Sinbad.”
He looked up from his cup of wine and turned to you, “hm?”
You smirked and leaned your head against your hand, “I think your suffering from a lack of vitamin me.”
Sinbad blinked, processing the pickup line, “what?”
You only smirked and walked off leaving him gaping at your retreating figure.
Ja’far:
You walked up the advisor’s desk and wrapped an arm around his waist, “baby, I’ll treat you like my work cause I’ll slam you on the table and do you all night long.”
Ja’far face broke out into a blush,” Y/N, t-that really isn’t a-appropriate.”
You only laughed and pressed a kiss to his cheek, “see you later~.”
Spartos:
You giggled as you stared at Spartos’ retreating figure. You ran up to him and wrapped an arm around his hips, “Is there a mirror in your pants? Cause I think I see myself in them.”
You pulled him closer to you and pressed his forehead to yours. His face was as red as his hair and as he stared at you, with your lips a hair away from his.
Can I request Ja'far with a S/O who has real bad social anxiety?
I hope you don’t mind but I did head cannons, but if you want a scenario I will gladly do one.
Ja'far:
He’d want you to be around him 24/7 because you’re usually fine when he’s around.
The first time he asked you if you wanted to meet his family (Sinbad and the generals) he could tell you were nervous but promised that you would be fine.
He would have to scold Sharrkan later for harassing you with all types of questions and comments.
Needless to say, you avoided Sharr after that.
Ja'far would try to get you to get over your anxiety but little by little of course.
Although, it would usually just be himself talking to you instead of looking for random people for you to talk to.
If you’re ever feeling uncomfortable he’d hold you close and whisper sweet words of reassurance in your ear.
