#verse: lamp

[kingsblaze]

@dragondancee asked:

Pets the genie's head

The reaction to tilts his head into the touch was automatic, almost as if he was ready for such affection.

“Mmrph... Master?”

[kingsblaze]

@cottonthumb from here:

The moment his cloth covered hand rubbed across the smooth gold surface, the lamp warmed considerably. Not enough to burn or even be unpleasant. After only a second more did the hand held decor started to shake and tremble ferociously, tumbling from the farmer’s hands and to his floor.

Thick smoke poured from the spout like water, pooling until the surface itself disappeared, leaving the man stranded in his seat at the kitchen table. Whatever questions or shouts the young man had didn’t make it passed his lips with how quickly his environment changed. In a flash of bright light and heat, a man appeared, wiping whips of flames from his form as he sent a dazzling toothy grin to the farmer.

“Well, hello friend,” He speaks at ease, his hands on his hips that lead- to nothing. He doesn’t seem to have legs, only more smoke pools from his waist.

“You must be my new master. Let me properly introduce myself-”

The being does a small bow at the waist before he snaps his fingers and the farmer’s kitchen melts away and he sits in a comfortable plush chair at the edge of some grand stage. The strange new being stands at the center, his smile never changing as he handles a long shining rod of light, twirls it and tosses it up into the air.

It then promptly explodes into lights and colored smoke, spelling out the name:

LEONEL, Genie At Your Service

“I’ve been at this for quite some time now, granting wishes, making dreams become reality, being this world’s greatest match make- just to name a few exploits. I’m sure you will be no different, Master.”

He steps forward right up to the edge of the stage, flicking his hands to either side, jostling the gold and chain less cuffs around his wrists, “I can give you power, recognition, companionship, prosperity, hope, joy- whatever you can name, I can make happen.”

As he spoke, bolts of fire landed onto the stage, creating heaps of money and gold and jewels, scantily clad women and men (all beautiful), even sculptures of the farmer’s likeness made out of marble and stone and gold.

In a blink, the being, Leonel, was off the stage and sitting beside the man, his legs crossed at the knee as he reclined back.

“Now- there are some rules despite all that I can do, but I’d rather hear from you now before I go into details, Master. What do you desire?”

[kingsblaze]

@honedclaws​

It’s not the best way for this to come about, downright dangerous actually at the speed of which this lamp rockets into the Champion’s window, and shattering it into hundreds of pieces. There’s nothing else, but the lamp that lays amongst the shattered remains of glass.

Well, okay there’s like one note tied to it.

Which reads:

Sorry about your window, this lamp will cover it.

[kingsblaze]

@dragondancee asked:

Holds the genies hand.

The Djinn looks to where their connected, confusion clear in his features. He didn’t hold back the hand immediately. Unsure if that was wanted.

“...Master?”

He questioned, still staring at their hands.