#snb imagines

[iimuchakk]

Requested by : Anon xx

“How would Snb Sinbad and Ja’far react to meeting their future self along with their future badass s/o and daughter?”

“This isn’t right. No way would I ever be SINBADS PERSONAL MAID!” Young Ja’far is certainly, at first glance, disappointed. From what he can gather, his future self does all of Sinbad’s work whilst he slacks off. It makes his blood boil and in a fit of anger he may lash out at his future self yelling profanities, only to get yelled back at. That’s when Ja’far realizes - he’s more scary in the future then he is now, and he will hold a large amount of respect for his older self. He is however, a lot more skeptical on having an s/o and child. He dosent feel like he deserves to have either of them two things because of his past and will stick his noes up. Ja’far will warm up to them after a while though, after finding out more about them. He can see why his future self fell in love with his s/o, as whenever he looks at his future s/o he cant help but blush deeply. Also, he could never picture himself with a daughter, and once confronting the young girl, found himself on the floor in pain after being flipped over her shoulder. Never the less young Ja’far smiled widely. He defiantly approves. And will need stitches.

Requested by : Anon xx

“How would Snb Sinbad and Ja’far react to meeting their future self along with their future badass s/o and daughter?”

“Wait so…I do grow old?” At first, it takes a while for young Sinbad to even register the idea of having wrinkles, and it will be left to his future s/o and daughter to pick up the crying violet haired males from the floor. As soon as hes feeling better, he’ll ask his older self a bunch of questions and ask if there is anything he can look out for in the future to prevent bad things from happening. Of course he’ll ask about fun stuff to, like - is he surrounded by a ton of cute girls 24/7? That is when young Sinbad is introduced to his future s/o. The young womanizer cant help but flirt whilst his older self is stood their wondering if this counts as cheating? It feels like its cheating but its his younger self so…When meeting his future daughter, Sinbad will be very happy he has a girl. He is even happier when he realizes his older self has named her Esra. It will make him want to cry but he refrains, and instead tells her to be careful of future lovers. All in all, Sinbad cant wait to grow up.

[visanimus]

Could you write a Sinbad (Sinbad no Bouken) and gentle-hearted Nymph! (or Marid) Reader scenario, where they finally confess their feelings for one another (after months of traveling with Jafar and the others)?

This is a really cute prompt. I hope you enjoy this dear! I ended up doing a mix of both of you don’t mind.~| SinbadThe sea salt sprayed your face as you balanced yourself on the wooden railing that meant safety upon a wooden vessel or fatal drowning if they were to end up on the other side of it. For you, it didn’t mean a difference since you could easily survive submerged in water or above land. Being a nymph meant you could survive as long as you had your necklace with a vial of your original lake water to take with you. It was a superstition, but you wouldn’t risk it reguardless. You would listen to the dungeon spirits that told you to take some water from home before you set out to help the young dungeon capturer. The Djinn that offered your help to the young man with people hair and gold eyes that spoke of Destiny’s waves, also told you to take some water with you as well. You had no idea on how you could help this boy, but the way he glowed had you helplessly captivated by his brilliance. You were the favorite nymph that Valefor enjoyed being around, causally asking you to run small errand for him in the dungeon. How you would take care of the butterflies that devoured the flesh of whomever was unlucky enough to enter into the frozen palace. Valefor enjoyed having you keep him company by how you were the only one of his creations that had developed a conscience, thoughts, and everything that made a human being a human being. Though you weren’t completely human; you were apart of water and ice as much as your creator controlled such aspects. Finally hopping of the railing you fixed your clothing, beautiful crafted silks that never got in the way of your daily activities or human practices during your journey with your creator’s master, before joining the small company of males back to the Empire of Reim. Rurumu will leave with Jafar, Pipirika and Hinahoho and their and son beforehand, leaving you too travel with Sinbad, Mystras and young Masrur to follow suite afterwards.Over the course of many life and death situations, your heart began to beat faster and faster in your chest the moment your eyes land on the young dungeon capturer. ‘Those are romantic feelings _____, often at the person who holds them over you.’ you could Valefor’s voice in your head as he gleefully sang, ‘You have feelings for Sinbad.’“Oh hush master Valefor, I do not.” You muttered out loud under your breathe because of you admitted out loud then it would be true. A wish given life if voiced by the one who denied it’s existence to begin with. Your companions turned to look at you in varying degrees of concern. No doubt Masrur had heard exactly what you had said since his instincts were more developed than Mystras’s and Sinbad’s. 'But you wish he knew how you truly felt.' your mind whispered in your conscience.Shaking your head you sent your companions a soft smile to ease their worry and raised your hands up in mock surrender, "Please, do not worry about me, I was merely lost in thought." You reassured as you maintained eye contact with them until the nodded their head and continued to lead the way to their home base - well, technically, your home - in Reim. "I just want to make sure someone as beautiful as you, ______, was not bothered by something that could be easily fixed." His voice caused your heart to beat like thunder; unpredictable and uncontrollable. His lips curled up into a smile as he offered you a hand to lead you to the roof top of the base of operations.When did Mystras and Masrur leave you both alone?It's as if he read your mind, "I had Mystras walk Masrur walk back to the trading company without us. I hope you don't mind." He hoped as he did his best to tread lightly around you as he didn't wish to make you uncomfortable and frighten of him. He knew you weren't completely human; the glowing ring around your eyes spoke otherwise, but you looked mostly like any other person he had met. "Masrur was a bit worried about you, heard you muttering to yourself about something that could be bothering you since the ship ride back." Sinbad explained himself and didn't want to jump to conclusions of his friends and companions, but you were different. You were someone special to him."I... Thank you Sinbad." Your voice was low and soft, reminding him of ocean waves lapping at the shore, "There has been something bothering me as of late, but it isn't such a big deal compared to you wishing to change the world." Your voice wavered a bit as you did your best to take your mind off of hard your heart hammered against your ribcage. He grasped your hands with his as his golden eyes stared into your soul, "Don't belittle what is giving you so much grief _____. Your one of my friends and I rather you told me what is distracting you instead of bottling up your problems." His voice betrayed how he truly felt, how he viewed you much more than a friend would be concerned for another friend. "Please tell me what is on your mind." He pleaded with a desperate hunger that longed for an answer.Feeling his breathe brush against your skin caused blood to flow faster throughout your body. The tips of your ears burned as you tried to clear your throat since it suddenly felt difficult to speak. Why couldn't you speak? Why couldn't you even form a single thought now?"I....The reason why I am so...." It was now or never. It was time to admit the truth that you had been denying yourself. Were his hands always this warm? Keeping your eyes on your clasped hands you closed your eyes and decided to tell the truth, "I never thought that I would leave the dungeon my creator, Valefor, created in all my time of creation." Taking a deep breathe you focused and allowed your shoulders to relax and grip onto his hands tighter, "I never believed Valefor would allow me to leave the dungeon, or if he would ever find a master to follow. But you," you looked into his eyes and smiled, "You were able to best my master and change the flow of destiny. Following you allowed me to see the world and meet many people in these travels. I was even able to make friends and form friendships with various humans that i never would believe to be possible. And during this time, I even felt my heart start to beat whenever I think about, look at, or even speak to this person."Sinbad felt his heart beat faster. What if this person wasn't him? What if this person was someone that he never saw you talk to? What if you only saw him as a friend and decided to confide with him because you only saw him as a friend?"The person who stole my heart, as Valefor stated, was none other than you, Sinbad. I know you might not return my feelings because I'm not human, but I wished for you to know my emotions. If you are uncomfortable, then I'll keep my distance." Your hands started to soften their hold on Sinbad's and take a step back to walk away.Before you could walk away, Sinbad softly gripped your wrist in his hand, "Please _____, give me a moment to accept your confession." He begged as he held your chin between your forefinger and thumb, "It seems that the only person who could hold my heart in their hands, would be you."

[okiitas-imagines]

Romantic headcanons for Nina with a fem!s/o? Something about how she'd react to physical affection and such

I kinda wrote more general headcanons rather than romantic so I hope that's okay? (I'm awful at romance so I tried)Nina Drango • When it comes to affection, physical or not she can be kind of shy. There's always that fear that she'll turn into a dragon so she has to be careful • Once Nina has been with her s/o for awhile her shyness goes away for the most part and she welcomes all the affection • Nina strikes me as the type to like really laid-back and chill dates rather than something flashy. Though she does enjoy both • She would definitely enjoy walking around town with her s/o even if it's just to get some groceries. She likes holding their hand and pulling them around to look at all the shops • Expect really spontaneous cuddles and kisses that come out of nowhere • She really enjoys giving them the type of hugs where she lifts them up in the air especially if she's excited. It doesn't matter if they're taller than her. Be careful not to get crushed because sometimes Nina forgets how strong she is• Loves to cuddle a lot• Likes to pick out clothes for them and vice-versa. If they're close in size she'll often borrow her s/o's clothes

[iimuchakk]

Requested by : @love-dreams-unless-delusional

“What about a scenario with Sinbad, were he’s stressed and putting on a “mask”. Also, he’s over working himself. His lover notices and wishes to help, but at the same time she wants to give him his space. She let’s him know she’s there for him. (Young Sinbad. If you’ve seen the Snb manga. He’s to absorbed in his own idealism of what he thinks is right, that he forgets he’s only human.”

The study was quiet. The only real noise came from the pen, which softly scribbled away on a white sheet of paper. The paper had been carefully placed down on a large wooden table, filled with other important stacks of files and a few odd trinkets here and there, most likely to remind the occupant of their previous journeys to far away lands they had once explored. The room itself was large and well decorated. On the floor lay the finest of woods, still glossy from when it had been placed and to the left of the desk was a broad balcony with its doors swung wide open. The tender breeze gently blowing onto the fuchsia curtains, that tried their best to keep the moonlight from streaming in.

Momentarily, the only occupant in the room was a young man named Sinbad. His violet hair was tied back into a ponytail, that had a few strands sticking out in a few peculiar directions. Beneath the eyes of his tan pretty face, lay bags that could be mistaken for two large bruises, worst of all, dents appeared to be residing in creases of his slim fingers, signs that he had been softly scribbling away, for far to long. The door to his study was locked tight, and he had ordered Ja’far and a few other close allies of his to not let anyone in. His work came first unfortunately. Despite this fact causing a bitter feeling to dwell deep within his stomach, he knew this obstacle was small. Far smaller then the dream he wanted for both himself and the future people of his country.

As he continued to scribble away. He was oblivious to the figure stealthily crawling their way up to his balcony before eventually landing on the floor with a soft thump. Sinbad, to concentrated on his work, didn't react until a hand was placed on his shoulder. The lords reaction was slow. It took a few moments, but he finally lifted his head, and sent a small smile over to his lover. In his eyes, a spark of mischief and curiosity rose, but his face and body language was more lifeless then it had ever been. “What are you doing here? I thought I told Ja’far and the others to keep everyone out whilst I finish up?” Sinbad’s golden orbs watched as his s/o motioned to the balcony, and his lips made an “o” shape before he chuckled, his shoulders bouncing up and down softly. “You’re here to scold me aren't you? I know what your going to say and it’s the same as what everyone else has told me. You should all realize now I’m part of something bigger, and in order for that to happen, I need to be 100% focused. I know its a bore. But it must be done. So, there is no need to tell me off.”

Frowning, his s/o placed both hands on his broad shoulders, not allowing him to turn. At this action the lords face turned sour, but he was too tired to protest against the action. “I’m not here to scold you Sinbad. I’m just here to say I’ll always be by your side. Whatever you need I’ll give you, but I can only do that if you let me give you what you need.” In a fragile manner, as if they were touching class. His s/o’s hand ran down his bare arm in order to intertwine her fingers with his. For a brief moment, they shared an understanding, one that caused Sinbad to finally place his pen down, something he has not been doing for a few weeks now.

“I love you Sinbad. So let me help you.”