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1. my BLOG, PROMO, & DASH BANNER were made by @villainsrph.
• As I RP all three versions of Disney's Aladdin, my Al is often characterized as a mix of all three. Sometimes it will be clearer who I’m portraying because I’ll lean on different facets of their personalities, but for the most part I try to take inspiration evenly from all three of them.
• regular roleplay etiquette is requested, i.e. cutting posts, no godmodding, etc.
• WHEN I SEND ASKS, I’ll usually send a whole bunch of them. This is just to give you options about which you want to answer. I don’t expect you to answer all of them, or any of them, ever! There’s no expectation at all. I’m just chill. It’s rp. We can chill, you know? Also, this all said, please feel free to spam ME with asks!
• MUTUALS, please feel free to reblog any ask and turn it into a thread!
• for personal blogs: I'm very pleased you enjoy my content and I'm happy that you're here ! please refrain from reblogging threads / any posts that are sent in via another rper so as to not clog their feed. if you send in a post, you’re welcome to reblog that, and most headcanons are free to reblog unless tagged otherwise. all posts are okay to interact with, meaning liking / replying. Thanks a bunch!
• I do post & occasionally rp mature themes, i.e. assault, murder, etc., but I won't be writing smut. all posts will be tagged accordingly, but please follow at your own discretion.
• I’m happy to roleplay multiple threads with one person, especially in different aus! I write Aladdin for a variety of canons and aus with my own headcanons thrown in. any of these canons or aus includes placing Aladdin into existing media (i.e. books/shows/movies) or simply things that tickle my fancy at the moment, like historical fiction scenarios (for example, I have a Revolutionary War verse simply because I'm a nerd about the Revolutionary War). I'm happy to write anything I think may be fun.
• please keep in mind that things tend to fall by the wayside. if I am neglecting one of our threads / a thread in general, please don’t hesitate to approach me and ask if I’ve seen it / it’s in my drafts!
• If I don't like a post that you tagged me in within a couple days, please send it to me! Tumblr tends to also make things get lost in the void.
• i am mutuals only, which means we both have to be following one another to rp together. however, i accept asks & dms from everyone, so please don't let this deter you from reaching out ! me being mutuals only is only within my interest of policing my own content.
• THAT SAID, please police YOUR own content. this means that if I post something you don't like, quietly unfollow, softblock, block the tag, what have you. if I'm interacting with something you don't like ( a duplicate, a character that you just don't want to see, etc ) i urge you to softblock them or their tag. blocking at any point is a legitimate and valid thing. this is your experience, and I am not responsible for your happiness any more than you're responsible for mine. thanks !
UNFOLLOW / SOFTBLOCK / HARDBLOCK POLICY
• I firmly reserve the right to unfollow, block, and softblock you. If I unfollow you, I'll softblock you as well. If I do unfollow / softblock / hardblock, please don’t approach me asking why. Please don't make this into a big deal. It is not a reflection on you, but a precaution taken by me.
• if you want to do softblock me and don’t want to see me again, please hardblock me!
My verses are my own, created from my own imagination and headcanons. They aren't up for grabs at any time, even with credit given to me. I work hard on this blog, on my posts, threads, verses, and about pages and sections. Please don’t take what isn’t yours!
SHIPPING.
• I love to ship, so please feel free to approach me with them ! I write Aladdin as bisexual, & really there’s no ship that I won’t be willing to try so long as there’s a possibility of it working (i.e., I don’t think Aladdin and, say, Carpet would be shippable. Carpet... is a carpet.)
IMPORTANT:
• I am not Middle Eastern or Indian. That said, I’m always doing research to ensure that my depiction of Aladdin is as accurate as I can possibly make it. I'd appreciate any help you can offer me on how to improve it!
ABOUT ME.
hi! I'm fia, she/her, 26. I've been roleplaying Aladdin on Tumblr since 2015, which is absolutely insane. I like long walks on the beach and screaming about our characters in DMs.
p.s. i'm really rather shy and anxious and so I find I'm not spending a huge amount of time online, but i promise i'm interested in what you have to say / what we're talking about even if I disappear during the middle. it is only that i am small and easily overwhelmed. it's not a reflection on you at all!
RULES UPDATED AUG 20th, 2025
full name. aladdin (of) ababwa.
aka. al.
birthday. tbd.
age. 17 - 45, verse dependent.
gender & pronouns. male, he/him.
orientation. bisexual, biromantic.
species. human.
occupation. verse dependent.
residence. agrabah; verse dependent.
hair. black.
eyes. brown.
build. slight, athletic.
scars. arms, legs, back.
face claim(s). avan jogia/mena massoud.
height. 5′8″.
zodiac. tbd.
alignment. chaotic good.
positive traits. loyal, ambitious, adaptive, quick witted
negative traits. stubborn, hot tempered, too trusting, generally an idiot
mental. anxiety.
physical. n/a.
phobias. snakes; drowning.
birth place. agrabah; iraq.
ethnicity. middle eastern.
parents. cassim & zena.
siblings. verse dependent.
pets. abu, verse dependent.
education. very little.
notable skills. parkour.
languages. english, arabic.
abilities. several & varying.
Aladdin was born to Zena and Cassim six months after they eloped. Zena, the daughter of a wealthy merchant, had been forbidden to marry Cassim because of their unequal status. Refusing to be forced into an arranged marriage, she ran away with him to the prosperous city of Agrabah, hoping to build a new life with her husband-to-be and the child she was carrying.
Not long after Aladdin’s birth, Cassim left in search of a mythical treasure said to grant endless wealth.
Left alone, Zena raised her son with determination and love. For seven years she devoted herself to Aladdin, weathering every difficulty that came with being a young, single mother. Mischievous by nature, Aladdin was bright and curious, always finding ways to get into trouble despite his good heart.
Because he was conceived out of wedlock, Aladdin grew up with few friends, leaving mother and son deeply dependent on each other. As time passed, Zena’s hope that Cassim would return withered into obsession. She inspected every new traveler to Agrabah, convinced one of them might be her lost husband. None ever were.
By the time Aladdin was seven, he had begun to realize that he needed to care for himself as much as for her. He learned chores, how to scavenge, and even how to steal when necessary. But his mother’s moments of clarity became rare, and her absences—long fugues of grief and exhaustion—grew longer.
When illness swept through Agrabah, Zena was too weak to fight it. She passed away shortly after Aladdin’s eighth birthday. With no family and no home, he was cast onto the streets. Begging brought little, and though he was clever with his hands, his small frame and inexperience made survival difficult. Hunger and sickness set in quickly, and he might have died if not for the mercy of a poor merchant and his wife who took him in.
Under their roof, Aladdin recovered and found comfort in the warmth of a household again. In return, he worked tirelessly—helping with wares, running errands, and selling in the marketplace. For a while, it was enough. But mouths are expensive to feed, and before long, the arrangement became more burden than bargain. Reluctantly, the couple sent him back to the streets.
Nine years old and alone once more, Aladdin wandered into the slums and stumbled upon a crumbling, lofted hovel. Hidden from the guards and forgotten by the city, it became his shelter, a place he could finally call his own.
He tried to blend in with the other street children, but his stubborn streak and insistence on holding to his own sense of self often left him an outsider. Loneliness was his constant companion—until he met Abu, a clever little monkey who had escaped his trader.
The two bonded instantly. Together, they became a notorious pair, partners in crime who snatched food, made trouble in the marketplace, and relied only on each other. They stole what they couldn’t afford—which was everything—but they shared everything, too.
Years passed in this rhythm, until one day something shifted in the marketplace. A girl wandered among the stalls, her presence somehow different, out of place. When trouble found her, Aladdin couldn’t help but step in. It was the only way he’d get the chance to meet her—this girl who felt like the beginning of something new. Somehow, he knew she would change his life forever.
