It was mid-morning when someone knocked on their door. Morg wouldn't be back for a while and it was too early for lunch. Aladdin and Alibaba exchanged a look. The older called out, "Who is it?"
"It's a me'a: Morio!"
"Um?"
"Who?"
"Should have realized that reference would go over your heads. Sorry about that... It's me: Mori."
A shiver ran down both of their spines.
"I want to talk to you both about the visions I have for your futures."
They invited her in and sat by the windows. Both boys planted themselves amongst the floor cushions. The way Mori sat felt deliberately slow to their nerves. Her smile did little to reassure. "First, Alibaba, I should have asked this much sooner, but were you bitten by a snake on your last day in Balbadd?" Both boys blinked at her. "On your left shoulder."
Alibaba touched his bare shoulder at the mention. "No. I think I had an injury there, but I would have remembered if it was from a snake." Aladdin also shook his head.
The Prophet raised both of her hands and splayed her fingers with a smile. "Good news: you aren't possessed by a member of Al Thamen! That'll make things much easier for a while."
The ex-prince wrapped his arms around himself. "What?! I was almost possessed??"
She put one hand down and gestured with the other. "In one of the possible fates I saw, a snake bit you on your last day in Balbadd but it wasn't a real snake. Ithnan used the snake to implant his magoi in you, but since you weren't bitten that means we don't have to worry about him for a while." ((Now to figure out how to warn Hakuryuu so he doesn't get possessed in the dungeon.))
Aladdin asked, "Who's Ithnan? What's Al Thamen?"
Mori froze. "I'm explaining things out of order. Sorry about that. Ithnan is the member of Al Thamen that was giving information and weapons to Kassim." Her smile soften until it dropped completely as her explanation grew more serious. "Al Thamen orchestrated everything that happened in Balbadd from both inside and outside the Palace while working with the Kou Empire; and Balbadd isn't the only country they are after. They want the whole world destroyed through the same black Rukh that killed Kassim and the others.
"Kassim was being manipulated by people like that? My brothers too?" The ex-prince's heart raced. His voice trembled. "I had no idea."
Aladdin had been watching his friend but he looked down at the ground in front of him. His fists clenched around the fabric of his pants.
The Prophet hummed watching him. "Aladdin." Her voice got his attention. "I know about the memories you saw when you were gifted Solomon's Wisdom." His eyes grew wide in recognition. "Al Thamen's goal is exactly what you're afraid of."
"Miss Mori, in all the futures you saw did they ... achieve their goal?"
Alibaba looked up confused by how cryptic the other 2 were being.
She looked between them before giving her answer. "They got very close to succeeding. Thanks to you and Alibaba rallying everyone together only part of the world was destroyed." Her grip of one hand tightened over her other. "Of course it was also thanks to both of you and many others dedicating years to getting stronger before hand."
"Wait a second." Alibaba finally cut in. "A secret organization, the end of the world- Aladdin, did Ugo really tell you about all this?"
The boy wouldn't look at him.
"Why didn't you tell me? I know there's been a lot going on and I haven't exactly been responsive this past month but..."
Aladdin's eyes widened at his friend, "It's- It's my responsibility so I thought-" and flitted to Mori for a moment.
She cut in. "It's everyone's responsibility to protect the world they live in. One person trying to carry all that weight will break."
Alibaba put a hand on Aladdin's back. "Yeah. You've been helping me a lot so let me help you too." He looked up at their guest. "You said we have to get stronger in order to stop this destruction of the world. How do we do that? Sinbad was teaching me before but he's this country's King. Even if he was here he wouldn't have the time to train me."
"That's right." Mori agreed. "There are other people that will teach you both here so you can get to the next level before you continue your adventures, but one is currently with his Majesty and the other might need King Sinbad's permission to be able to teach you."
The young Magi looked up at her with big eyes. "Are we just supposed to wait for Mister Sinbad to get back? That's still months away, isn't it?"
Alibaba noticed Mori freeze at Aladdin's cuteness. He pushed her with some pity of his own. "Surely there's something we can do while we wait? I know I'm still in mourning but now that I know there's something I can do I won't be able to lay around anymore."
"Guys, the whole reason I came and told you about your futures and all this is so you could start training sooner."
"Oh." Both boys responded in unison.
Mori's laugh caught them off guard. Neither had seen her look so relaxed before. "Look. As guests you both already have access to the training grounds of the Silver Scorpio Tower, and the libraries and classes of the Black Libra Tower. I'll send word to both so that they won't be surprised to see you when you're ready to start training."
"Thank you!"
"Yeah. Thanks."
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~POV Mori~
The two boys followed me across the courtyard to the Black Libra Tower. Honestly, even while I was verbally explaining to them the layout of the Tower and what to expect, internally I was celebrating. I knew they wouldn't want to lay around crying all day for 6 months. And even if they don't dedicate themselves fully right away while they're still mourning, it was better that they didn't learn these things from Sinbad. I made sure to not encourage them to tie themselves to the King of Sindria. They both have goals that can't be achieved by relying on someone else. And even though I became Sinbad's Prophet, I will still do everything in my power to make sure he nor anyone else can form a global monopoly. Sinbad was made by Ohtaka in reality and Ugo in the story to be the ideal perfect king. However history has proven that all monopolies are the death of growth. The power bubble will eventually burst when enough of the people at the bottom crumble.
I stopped when we reached Yam's office. "Aladdin, you will be on your best behavior." I looked back at the Magi. "If you act like you normally do then she will boil you alive with her magic, understand?" Technically, Yam used steam on him, but my point stood regardless.
The young boy gulped and both of them nodded.
Yamuraiha's office was full of scrolls like mine, but she had just as many stones and various devices for casting magic and managing her active spells. And just as relatably, she was so engrossed in her work that she didn't seem to notice when I knocked or invited myself it. "Yam! Hey!"
Big eyes looked up at me half startled. "Mori? How long have you been there?"
"Only a few seconds." I gestured to the boys behind me. "Do you have a moment? I'd like to introduce you to these 2."
There were only 3 people who came with me to Sindria and they were the only people I could introduce to anyone on this island. Yam's nearly fell over as she jumped up. "Ah- yes! Of course." Her cheeks reddened.
I walked back inline with the boys and put a hand on Aladdin's shoulder. When the mage stood up, her assets bounced and the Magi's eyes glittered. "As you probably guessed, this little one is the magi Aladdin, and this is his King's vessel, Alibaba."
The young pervert exchanged looks between Yam, my grip on his shoulder, and my own eyes before looking back to Yam and meekly saying "It's nice to meet you."
Alibaba gave his own greeting with a blush and hand through his hair. "Yeah. It's nice to meet you."
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~POV Sinbad~
The King loved traveling. The surprises that arose during a journey were often the most exciting. But the rest of the time could also be the most tedious. Back when he was young and was a member of crews he often found himself zoning out while staring at the waves, or letting his mind wander while escorting a carriage. Now that he was a King and no longer a crew member he had even less time he needed to be vigilant while traveling.
Using Zepar on the first day to visit Mori had set a bad precedence for what he could do with the extra down time. But he also couldn't find a reason to not spend as much time with her as possible -even if he had to possess a bird to it. 'Not like there's anything else to do.' And he had plenty of magoi to spare. The biggest down side was that the bird was loosing some of its anonymity that was so crucial for his ability to gather information.
At the same time, however, watching Mori work was almost hypnotizing for him. When she was always so expressive around him. He only really got to see her more serious side during meetings or when something went wrong. She bounced between all of the expressions he knew while she gave lecture -neutral during most explanations and more emotive when something was of personal interest. But when she was writing or drawing or reading, it was like she was a different person. Her resting expression was so serious it worried him that something was wrong the first few times. The way his Beautiful Prophet would melt into a smile at the smallest chirp or click that he made with the bird eventually made him realize that Mori was actually okay when she looked like that. She was just so focused that her emotions gave way for her progress.
After that discovery there was another shift in him. The utter focus in her gaze made Sinbad's heart race at times. Was this the same total focus that she used when studying her visions of him? It was certainly the gaze she often had while writing down and drawing his Fate even while he watched. How would it feel to be studied by her directly like that?
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~POV Mori~
A familiar fluttering and chirp woke me from my nap. The afternoon sun poured in through the windows of my office and hit me where I lay on the couch. I made a groan as I stretched to get myself moving. I couldn't have been out for more than an hour. After propping myself up on an elbow, head in hand, I addressed my welcomed intruder. "Heyo Handsome," ~yawn~ "come here often?"
The possessed bird stood on its perch near my desk. Its head flicked to the side to get a better look at me.
"What?" I fully sat up, rubbed my face to remove the last signs of sleep and adjusted my glasses so I could actually see him instead of a fuzzy blob of colors. Something in its lack of expression made my stomach clench. "Is this about Aladdin and Alibaba training in the towers after I talked to them?" The bird's visible pupil adjusted in size. I sighed. "I basically told them some of what you would have told them when you get back. Stuff about Al Thamen to explain what happened in Balbadd." I started gesturing with my hands as the knot in my stomach tightened and the world shifted sideways from moving too quickly. Thank goodness I was already on a couch. "I directed their desire of not repeating the past towards forming bonds in Sindria just like you would have, so you didn't miss an opportunity. I promise."
Guilt. Fear of retaliation. I had made a point of going to those 2 specifically when I didn't have a avian tag-a-long. My half truth was still a lie via omission.
Sinbird gave me a body scan before looking back at my face. The waves gave a hint to what he was thinking, and as if to confirm this new line of thought he flew over to the sofa I was on and perched above me. His head looked between the plush seating and me.
"Wait- is this about me napping every afternoon?" Its chirp was confirmation. 'He was worried about me, not- not his ambitions.' My face grew warm from the shame and relief. "I originally went to my room after lunch every day, remember? That was partially to nap in peace. But now that all of my work is in this office I figured I could take my naps here too."
The bird's stare seemed softer somehow.
I waved his worries away with one hand. "Look. A few months before I came to this world I got extremely sick, and now I struggle with chronic fatigue -well, worse than I did before. It's getting easier by the day though. At the beginning I could barely stay conscious for more than 2 hours at a time. Now I can go around 6-8 hours before needing a nap."
((Now it only happens 1-2 times a month :D but it does last for 16~36 hours when it hits. I took potassium, magnesium and iron supplements the last 2 times I felt it coming on, and it didn't make me unconscious!! I was only kinda tired through it :D Who knew vitamin deficiencies could affect me like this?))
The bird hopped closer and leaned it's head towards me in a gesture I had learned over the past weeks. I pet its head gently with 2 fingers. "I'm okay. This is actually the opposite of me getting sick again." The ache in my hips made a pang of guilt at how much I was omitting. I let myself fall back down onto the couch. "Okay, so it's a bit more than that. I also have chronic hip and back pain so the idea of descending and climbing stairs in 2 towers just to rest isn't exactly appealing."
The bird hopped down onto my stomach with a slight flutter before getting comfortable.
"Um..." I looked at him in disbelief. "You're lucky that belt is layered so your claws don't poke me... That's probably why you chose that spot, huh?"
"Kree." He gave a small definitive peep and closed his eyes.
'I guess he noticed that I have some pain right now. It's really not that bad though.' I groaned as I put my head back down. There was no point in fighting the King's orders. 'I really need to start the physical therapy from the Writer's memories. The chronic pain will continue until I do.' I typically rested for a bit longer anyway so I wasn't too upset about getting a bit more in. I pulled my glasses back off and hooked them into my waist band.
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~POV Sinbad~
Mori fell back asleep in minutes. He could tell by how their breathing slowed under the bird. There had been something about this in the report he got from Sindria's doctors, but seeing how the fatigue hit in person made a knot form in his stomach. Mori would be fine and focused one minute and then next they would be about to fall unconscious.
It worried him.
It worried him so much that even though the bird he possessed wasn't a hawk, he started watching over Mori as if it was one. He had to remind himself that it wasn't "Fate" that he finally saw her in that state.
---
~POV The Generals~
"Alright." Hinahoho put down his cup. "It's been one month. 'Everyone on board for the next bet or not?"
The Generals regularly had late night get-togethers, but this one was a little different and not just because 2 of the Generals were only able to attend via the Eye of the Rukh. All of the bets around Sinbad realizing he was in love had came and gone with the majority as winners.
1. Was Sinbad in love? Yes. (Sharrkan was the only loser and put all 3 bets on it.)
2. Will Sinbad realize he's in love before leaving for the Kou Empire? Yes. (Hina lost.)
3. Will Sinbad immediately move Mori to the Purple Leo Tower. No. He waited a whole month. (Drakon, and Masrur won.)
Each General said something equivalent to "Count me in." There was some surprise that Ja'far was taking part, but even more shock that Spartos had agreed to join in this time.
The news that Mori chose a room other than the Queen's Suite gave them all a new opportunity. The new bet was simple. 'How long would it take Sinbad to convince Mori to move into the Queen's Suite?' However, they all agreed to wait until one month after Sinbad left Sindria to hold the bet. This would give them all time to see just how the 2 love birds were being affected by the separation. Would the Sin become too impatient and more likely to offend Mori upon his return? Would the Prophet to be so lonely that they'd give in?
Sharrkan and Spartos would place their bets last. Since they had no way of observing Mori they were at the biggest disadvantage. Going last would let them use the others' bets as reference. Yamuraiha had the biggest advantage since she worked with Mori regularly and was the person who had the Eye of the Rukh paired to the one Sinbad carried with him.
~POV Yam Flashback~
Yam was looking for a specific reference when she noticed Mori coming pacing in her direction. It was a fact that the Prophet had become increasingly unfocused in the days since Sinbad left, but they denied it. They walked the libraries like a sentry but were not paying attention to where they were going. The water mage put her staff into their path like a gate.
Mori walked into it, "Oh," and regained their senses before colliding with a pillar. "Oh my gosh. I wasn't paying attention at all."
~POV Yam flashback over~
This was never a question about whether or not their feelings were mutual. It was really about how stubborn Mori was and if Sinbad could earn their trust enough to break through. Yamuraiha looked at the group. "I'm betting on 2 years from the time King Sinbad returns."
Ja'far froze. Drakon hummed. And Hina, observing the group, sighed before commenting, "This will be another boring bet if most of us pick the same thing again."
Drakon crossed his arms. "The Prophet is just as focused and driven as Sinbad. I doubt they will be open to a relationship before the issue of the 1st Calamity is solved."
"Is there anyone not betting on 2 years?"
"I'm betting on a year and a half from our return." Spartos's voice was firm and confident which was just as shocking as the fact he was actually partaking in the bet.
~POV Spartos Flashback~
Something wasn't right. Sharkkan was celebrating with the sailors after defeating a South Sea's creature, but the King wasn't celebrating with them and that was strange. In fact, it was around the time that the creature attacked the ship that his Majesty vanished. Since Sinbad wasn't anywhere to be seen, he had to be below deck.
The knight made his way to the sleeping quarters. His King was someone that could take care of himself, but he was also someone that tended to cause almost as much trouble as he solved. Spartos found King Sinbad below deck, but he definitely wasn't in his own room.
"What are you doing?"
The man, the myth, the legend flinched at being caught crouched over Sharkkan's luggage. He recovered quickly like always. "You know that scroll Sharkkan's been reading? He's hides it every time someone gets close, and I want to know why."
Sinbad the King was amazing in all that he did for his people and the world. If he wasn't, then Spartos and the other Generals wouldn't be so loyal to him -nor would anyone else. Sinbad the person, on the other hand, often gave them reasons to second guess their life decisions. "I can't believe a King is invading the privacy of his own vassals like this."
"Found it!" Sinbad unrolled the scroll. "Huh? What's a 'Fuckboy?'"
"A- A What?" Spartos leaned over to read with him. Even skimming this was a gold mine. It was a guide for how to stop being not just a womanizer but a pick up artist, ways to untrain those types of habits, how to treat women with respect, and be genuine. The General coughed into his hand. "Actually, your Majesty, I think you should read this several times. It seems that there are times when such invasions of privacy are excusable."
The man before him was quiet. He gave a simple nod before committing the document to memory.
~POV Spartos flashback over~
Spartos wore a smile of pride. "You see. I truly think our King is reforming himself."
The rest of the Generals agreed but that was why they thought it would take 2 years instead of never happening.
"Boring~!" Pisti stretched across the table with a groan. "I'd rather bet on when they're finally gonna bone."
Everyone looked at the tiny pervert and then at each other.
Masrur slid a few coins to the middle of the table. "I give them 4 months;" the implication of course being after Sinbad returns.
"I give 'em 3." Yam added to the pile.
Pisti jumped back upright. "Ah~! I want to say 2 hours but Mori got too much baggage or whatever, so I guess.. 2 months instead." She put in just as many coins into the pot.
Yam clutched her staff not like a string of pearls, but like a baton at the ready to cheer along. "'2 hours?!' What gave you that idea?"
~POV Pisti Flashback~
The 2 horniest royal Generals were proud sponsors of Sindria's red light district and proudly supported an ongoing sexual revolution. Mori propose glass dildos for safety reasons; Pisti and Sharrkan would not let this end in Sindria's Redlight District or tourism. Hilohapt was one of the leaders in glass production, and Artemyra absolutely centered female satisfaction and could sponsor. Sindria would handle distribution. They just needed to get both countries on board.
Pisti entered Mori's room unannounced to tell them the wonderful news as soon as she got it. She snuck through the rooms of Mori's suite with the scroll in hand. She *was* going to yell about the surprise as soon as she found the Prophet, but Pisti was the one surprised instead.
Mori was in a side room with huge windows. Some of the curtains on the wall were pulled aside to show a painting of Sinbad -confident, relaxed, and far less dressed than he typically is. His violet hair fell over one shoulder in an inviting way. Mori stood on the other side of the room admiring the art dressed a bit provocatively as well.
"Oh wow. Where did you get that painting of his Majesty?"
"Ah!! Pisti! What're you-?!?!" Their face started burning like the sun would in an hour when it sets.
"Did he pose for it? It actually looks just like him."
Mori covered their face with one hand. "N-No. He had already left for the Kou Empire. This is um the affect of having a muse, inspiration, and a mind that works best when looking at the reference separately from the piece." Their face slowly returned to normal as they explained.
"Oh." The princess looked at it for a few more moments. She tilted her head to the side. "I don't think I've seen this artist's work before. Ja'far has every artist and artisan sponsored for exports."
"Oh hey! What's that scroll you have with you?" Mori deflected with expertise.
Pisti remembered why she was there. "The agreement deal was finally signed!!" She waved a scroll at her target. "As soon as we finalize the designs, we'll send the samples to Heliohept and they'll produce them for us!"
"Yo, for realz???" Mori grabbed it and read it. They walked over to the wall and unhooked the curtain to hide the painting while not looking away from the scroll.
~POV Pisti Flashback over~
"Oh you know," she responded in sing-song.
Ja'far looked to the 2 oldest Generals in some hope of decency to shut this down.
Drakon built up his hopes with, "Sin is serious about their relationship. I'm sure he will take things more slowly even though he'd rather not," and smashed them with, "I say 7 months." He slid some coins to the center of the table.
"I'll take the 5 month mark if no one else is going to." Hina added his bet to the pile.
Spartos wouldn't bet on something so vulgar. He was only willing to bet on when Mori would officially move into the Queen's Suite because it was the same as betting how long it would take them to marry- "I'll bet 1 year. Both his Majesty and the Prophet seem to be the types to engage in premarital intimacy so I'm sure they will require at least that long to be sure before marrying." He was dead set on that year and a half marriage date.
Ja'far rubbed his temples. "We're really doing this, huh?" When everyone looked at him expectantly he place his bet on the pile. "Fine then. I give them 8 months." He rested his head defeated in his hand, his elbow making a thump on the table when he hit the position. Mori had mentioned that around 4-6 months after Sin's return would be his first chance to prove that he wouldn't repeat the mistakes from her visions. It would take a bit longer than that for her to fully accept the change, but that would be the earliest moment she'd let their relationship become anything resembling official.
"What about you Sharrkan?" Hina's voice directed everyone's attention. "Are you gonna join this one or sit this one out?"
"Oh man I don't know." His voice drawed through the Eye of the Rukh. He was no longer in the view being projected. "How would we even know if they'd done it?"
The others laughed, and Hina explained, "I don't know about Mori, but Sinbad is definitely the type to kiss and tell. We've all had to sit through him recounting their dates. There's no reason this will be any different."
A groan came through the stone on the table. "Fine. Put me down for a year and 2 months. I'm not betting as much as last time though."
(Betting Chart)
How long will it take for Sinbad and Mori to have sex?
2 months Pisti
3 months Yamuraiha
4 months Masrur
5 months Hinahoho
7 months Drakon
8 months Ja'far
12 months Spartos
14 months Sharrkan
((HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
I had to get this out before the turn of the year. I was delayed a bunch from last minute crunch at work, the fatigue ep that follow, but I somehow managed to finish!
Hi, I saw that requests were open and love the way you write! Is it possible to do more Sinbad headcanons ( anything romantic) or do the NSFW alphabet with either Kouha or Judar (both from Magi). It's no problem if you don't want to!
Hi! I hope you don't mind that I kind of did more general headcanons for the requested characters. If you'd like more in depth HCs from the NSFW Alphabet though, please feel free to send in an ask with the letters you'd like me to write :)
Various Magi characters x GN black reader
Warnings: NSFW under the cut, some slight swearing, toxic relationships / toxic relationship mention
A/N: Tbh I think I could've made the relationship dynamic for Judar more fucked up.
Sinbad
Your relationship with Sinbad is heavily influenced by your social standing
Though he's not the type of person to let your social standing effect his treatment of you, I don't think your relationship would progress beyond the surface level if you're royalty from another country.
This stipulation is why he's garnered a kind of reputation for flirting. Combined with his general lack of interest or investment in romantic relationships, Sinbad can come off as incredibly shallow.
Conversely, if you come from poverty, it wouldn't be a barrier to your relationship but he'd be incredibly upfront about the additional difficulties you'd likely face due to a lack of financial/social capital.
Ultimately, in order for you to enter a relationship with Sinbad, you'd need to click with him--finding that initial spark is easy enough-- but then you'd need to be interesting enough to hold his sustained attention, and you'd most likely need to be from the merchant/noble class.
He'd do really well with somebody who's also very independent, he doesn't care for clinginess in a partner and he values self-sufficiency above all.
Once you're in a relationship with Sinbad though, it just works. The two of you have a relationship where you could go months without seeing the other but still pick right back up where you left off upon meeting again.
Sinbad's very flirtatious, he loves engaging in back and forth doscussions that, to the untrained eye, appear tense but contain a thrumming undercurrent of desire.
Another aspect of your relationship that may seem contradictory is Sinbad's clinginess.
Though he's clingy, he's also very busy, his day is often too packed for him to fret over missing you. Being able to see the trail of rukh that leads to you does help when he gets particularly lonely.
Sinbad is also very indulgent. He insists on buying you the finest things money can buy.
Anything that piques your interest is immediately purchased and delivered to you posthaste.
He also enjoys being sent on tasks by you (a power that no other has over him), something as miniscule as a forgotten hair tie is treated with all the seriousness and gravitasse of his typical grand adventures.
This also extends to any rare items that may tickle your fancy. Though he laments not being able to personally procure every single item for you, he relishes in the status reports sent from his undercover guard.
Additionally, your relationship with Sinbad is incredibly deep. Your love is often hailed as an example of the unshakeable bond that exists between two souls cut from the same cloth, though neither of you care about that.
Most nights with Sinbad are spent with the two of you telling each other stories, whispering the sweetest words in the other's ear, before your words slowly dissolve into sighs as Sinbad steals your breath away from you.
Kouha
A relationship with Kouha is...stressful to put it lightly.
He's very whim driven and since you're most likely a servant in the emperor of Kou's palace, the consequences of his actions often fall back onto you.
For a while, the situation is quite precarious, with Kouha often summoning you (so he could sit and stare at you to figure out why you made his heart feel funny) which led to you getting punished by the head housekeeper for falling behind on your duties.
Eventually, Kouha catches wind of the matter and threatens any who dare chastise you with death (which then puts you at odds with your fellow servants).
It isn't until you grow sick with a fever that ravages the Kou Empire that he genuinely feels a bone deep fear that he might lose you.
He visits your bedside, despite the many warnings of the healers, and tends to you himself, with little more than a demand that you get better.
When your fever breaks, you blearily gaze up at him (had you possessed the slightest bit of self-control that day, you'd have never said this) and smile, telling him that he really is a kind soul.
After that day, you fortunately recover and Kouha declares you as his, consequences be damned.
(Honestly, the only one upset about the situation is his stepmother, the empress.)
Kouha is very protective of you, he loves passionately and fiercely and he treats any harm that befalls you as a wound delivered onto his own body.
He laments the fact that your respective duties keep him away from you at times. He relishes in your company and if it were up to him, the two of you would be glued at the hip 24/7.
One of his favorite things to do with you is to spar in front of you. He yearns for your approval and he wants to show you the extent of the power he possesses in the hopes that you'll become half as taken with him as he is with you.
*NSFW Headcanons*
As far as sex goes, Kouha is very bratty.
He likes to monopolize your time by working you into a lust-filled frenzy so that you have to seek him out. After all, who better to fulfill your needs than he~?
He doesn't mind being on top or bottom but he does like to boss you around, make sure to put him in his place every once in a while so that he doesn't get too rowdy.
Kouha's got a thing for exhibitionism. He loves openly proving over an over again that he is the only one who has your love.
He's also got a thing for toys, particularly vibrators. He doesn't care who they're used on but the moment he buys a new one, be aware that you've got maybe 48 hours before he'll be expecting it to get put to use.
Judar
If you thought a relationship with Kouha was stressful, welcome to the thunderdome of toxic relationships
To start off, Judar is incredibly arrogant and childish. He believes that you should be grateful that he considers you worthy of his attention.
It doesn't really matter how the two of you met as you're most likely going to regret it either way.
Admittedly, he's not all bad. He doesn't have a healthy view on love but he does know that the feelings he has towards you are some of the only positive feelings he's had towards another person in his life.
Dates with Judar are never boring. His position as one of few Magi in the world grants him access to a lot of things you'd never dream of and his connections to Al-Thamen fill in the rest.
Judar often finds himself seeking out your company. He grows bored easily due to the scope of his power and the fact that he's essentially surrounded by a bunch of yes men all day, he likes the variety you provide because you don't fawn over him all the time.
One challenging aspect of your relationship is that you are likely the only person in his life that pushes him to be a better person. If you ask him to be kinder, he'd genuinely consider it. It can be difficult though because he's surrounded by people who want and expect the worst out of him.
Another challenging aspect is the fact that Judar has insane issues with jealousy, to the point that he may accuse you of cheating if you so much as smile at another person.
His jealousy is probably the biggest point of contention for the both of you. It gets to a point that it becomes stifling and you might separate from him if he doesn't work to fix it.
Of course, anytime he fights with you (though he's started most if not all of them) he becomes a pissy little brat, lashing out on anyone that isn't you. The silent treatment is unnaturally effective with him, reducing the great Magi to nothing more than a man pleading with you anytime you glance in his general direction.
The makeup sex goes crazy though.
*NSFW Headcanons*
As mentioned above, makeup sex between the two of you is insane. He brings out the worst in you, egging you on so that he's covered in a litany of scratches, bites, and welts by the time the two of you finish.
(Did somebody say masochism?)
Judar's brattiness also carries into the bedroom. He likes to piss you off so that you fuck him so stupid he can't even think. He'd also never admit it but he likes when you degrade him, it makes his overinflated ego sing.
With that said, because of the vulnerability (and general shyness he has towards expressing certain types of intimacy/ his inexperience with relationships) he takes on when the two of you have sex, Judar's surprisingly pretty private about when and where the two of you have sex.
Sure, he may talk a big game, and he has no problem groping you in public but, when it comes down to it, Judar's clearing the area and making sure that he's set up a secure barrier before he even removes a bracelet.
He doesn't use toys in the bedroom. He has a strong dislike towards them and the only time he'll even slightly tolerate them is if you're using them on him. He refuses to allow you to seek pleasure from anything that isn't him, and yes he will get jealous of an inanimate object, don't test him.
The father coaxed, trying to lure the attention of the little guy in his mother's arms. He extended both arms, waiting to catch the small, squishy body that was just so incredibly huggable.
However, the only response was silence. It left the father feeling a bit anxious—wondering if this 'mommy's boy' didn't love him. But before his confidence could crumble entirely...
"Pa... Papa," a babbling voice chirped as **he** reached out **his** tiny hands toward his father.
"Oh!! That’s it, Xinxin! Come to Papa!" The father moved in to take him, only to freeze mid-motion.
The little body he was supposed to be cuddling merely gave his chest a few light pats—**peck, peck**—before turning back to snuggle into his mother’s soft embrace as before...
It was as if he were telling his father that he just didn't quite measure up...
If I had a nickel for every trustoworthy adults the sand sibs had growing up I'd be more broke then Suna. Temari trusted her mom (mom died to furthur Rasa's political goals when Temari was like 5), Gaara trusted Yashamaru (lol. lmao) and the only adult Kankuro has EVER trusted was Temari (temari is. 2 years older then him.)
affirmations they will not kill me at work today. it is not in my job description to get killed. if they did kill me at work that would be weird and probably not worth it for them
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