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"Who's Hotter?" Battle of the Anime Mages
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lexsssu · 6 months
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Tame (Ren Kouen)
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TAGS: Kouen/Dragoness!reader pining, arranged marriage, smut, oneshot Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)
The first time he met you, you were a vision in pure ivory as the pearly tresses that crowned your head tumbled down your shapely back in rippling waves. A blinding white light glowed in your dainty hands as you flew in the air with the great wings upon your back.
“ [̷̙̠̣̆͠I̸̭͑̊ġ̴̥̬n̶̩̯̈́̿i̵̥̝̘͌̕͝ṣ̶̳̦͑ ̴̪͝M̴̼̥̌͌͝a̶̫̾́̄x̴̱̉͝i̷͇͘m̶̻̳̎̚ȧ̴̬]̴̩̒ “
An explosion akin to the same that created the universe itself turned everything white and for a moment Kouen thought that he would be engulfed and reduced into nothingness.
“Sorry about that. But I got you now, Kouen-san” 
He feels a pair of soft arms circling his narrow waist and a comforting heat press against his body as if to shield him.
The crimson-haired prince doesn’t remember passing out, regaining awareness as he found himself laid on the ground surrounded by his family and subordinates who all fussed over him. However, there was no sign of you anywhere near him and it is only when he meets with the Sindria faction that he spots you beside one of the generals, most likely your father or older brother given the draconic features you both sported and the protective stance he was in. 
Following behind Drakon as your group approached the Kou Empire faction, you couldn’t help but feel as if you were being watched. You simply brushed it off however, surmising that it was probably just a curious onlooker intrigued by your rather exotic characteristics seeing as you and your adopted father made for quite the pair on the battlefield.
You never catch the heated coral eyes that never stray from your figure during the whole exchange.
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The second time Kouen properly meets you, you are a vision in red. The traditional crimson bridal attire of his kingdom adorns your body beautifully, contrasting against your snowy locks and silvery facial scales, making them stand out even more.
While he did want to meet you again, the last place he’d imagined it was within your bridal chambers as the both of you were wedded to one another as part of a political alliance that ensured continued peace and even mutual aid between Sindria and the Kou Empire. It was inevitable that he would marry for political reasons even before he became the crown prince, but it still feels like a blur that he’d suddenly found himself about to consummate his marriage with the object of his apparent interest.
“Please be gentle with me.” Bashful golden eyes tried to focus on anything except the man, unwilling to meet his gaze as this was obviously a first for their owner.
You’d never even had a boyfriend back in your old world and yet now you’re already married and about to lose your purity!
Despite the power this new body of yours possessed, it trembled and shook ever so slightly in nervousness and anticipation. It doesn’t even occur to you that you’ve closed your eyes until the prince’s low chuckles slithered into your ears and his rough hand grabbed a hold of your chin to tilt your head up. 
“Don’t worry, dear wife. Tonight I shall pamper and worship you the way you ought to be.”
There is no time for you to digest his words as you found your mouth muffled and pried open by another pair of ruthless lips, his longer and more skillful tongue laying claim to every corner of your mouth as if it were territory to be subjugated. Your inexperienced self was no match against the healthy virile man who was not just a leader amongst his people, but also a Dungeon Capturer who wielded multiple djinn under his control. 
Kouen’s hands weren’t idle as they pinched, groped, and kneaded your body until finger-shaped bruises joined the litany of lovebites he’d left with his mouth and tongue. There was barely anything you could do other than squeak, whimper, moan, and cry out as your body was played with until your toes curled thanks to your first orgasm of the night.
The red blush that decorated your cheeks and the dazed expression on your face has the crimson-haired male utterly hard, his cock pressing insistently against the fabric of his own wedding garb. Though he was never as depraved or fond as other men with pleasures of the flesh, there was something about seeing someone so powerful being completely under his mercy. The way your body was so responsive to his touch has his own burning hotter than he’d ever thought possible.
“Bear the pain for now. I promise it will feel good for you soon.”
His gruff voice momentarily snaps you out of your post-orgasm haze, blinking slowly as he finally takes off his clothes to reveal toned pecs, firm abs, and a delicious v-line that trailed all the way downwards into the pulsing girth of his heavy cock. The tip dripped beads of pearly essence, seemingly inviting you to taste it for yourself. However, that was something that had to wait because Kouen was already rubbing the length of his dick onto your drooling lips, the viscous and clear pussy juice coating his pulsating organ until it was fully lubed up.
“Such a generous hole. Squirting so much just so I can fuck it easily...I think it deserves a reward…” His narrowed eyes, the subtle smirk upon his handsome face, and his lewd words has you turning red all the way up to the tips of your ears.
And yet, you couldn’t help but rub your legs as the spot in between them only burned hotter and seemed to weep as it ached for your new husband’s cock.
Thankfully, you didn’t have to wait any longer as the prince grasped the base of his member which was the thickest part of him before nudging the head against your tight hole until the head finally went in. You bit your lip as you felt your cunt slowly being spread open, while not painful there was still a certain weirdness about the feeling of such a small hole being forced wider.  
It was at that point that Kouen slammed the rest of his impressive girth in a single thrust, coaxing a mixture of a gasp and a moan as your smaller body accepted such a long and hard foreign object inside. You felt so full at that very moment while he couldn’t help but feel as if he were swimming in heaven right now as the moist walls trapped his dick in their velvety depths, seemingly unwilling to let him pull back even an inch.
None of the servants stationed outside the quarters could enter even as hours passed by. It was only during the wee hours of the morning that the prince himself exited his chambers, ordering them to wait on his princess hand and foot lest they want to be out of a job and without their life. 
Meanwhile, you slept blissfully unaware of everything else as the sun rose high in the sky.
When Kouen returns after his morning rituals, he is treated to the sight of your ivory tresses spread across the expanse of your shared bed. The blankets haphazardly thrown across the bed, leaving you naked and displaying your tempting body that had yet to heal from his intense pampering the night before.
Though he is self-disciplined as expected of a crown prince and a son of the Kou Empire, no sane man can ever fend off the feminine wiles of his new wife especially when she seemed to spread herself so provocatively for his viewing pleasure.
That is why you wake up in the midst of yet another orgasm as Kouen hugged your waist from behind, his powerful hips snapping up in rapid bursts as he pumped his cum into your own leaking cunt.
“Who’d have thought that I’d have a succubus for a wife? Hn. Very well, I’ll be sure to tame you by pumping you full until you’re practically dripping my seed and carrying my heir.”
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0rah-s · 1 year
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Soo I have a magi ask!!
Possessive!Sinbad who turns extremely jealous of Jafar for spending wayyy to much time with reader even tho he ordered him to protect her 💀
And I hope your having a good day/night
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Possessive!Sinbad x reader
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Tw: possessiveness, might be a tiny abuse of pet names at the end), fluff
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And there he was, acting like a baby (aren't you used to it by now.)
Your big tall muscular man child. Giving you the silence treatment.
Urgh. How did we get to this????
You went around and asked all the generals and they all came to the conclusion (some more amused than others) that our lord was in fact jealous.
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Jealous of the time you spent with ja'far.
which (like the time he tried to build you another vacation house for the sake of it) did not make sense as he was the one that assigned him to you for god knows what purpose.
Regardless, you very much enjoyed your time together ; unsurprisingly, ja'far is great at holding conversation. The both of you engaged in very captivating discussion about : sindria and it's politics, philosophy, academics, and others alike.
Simbad probably didn't like the way you would laugh at his words, and certainly not appreciate how your body seemed to drift toward him when engrossed in a certain topic, and beyond all the way his hand enveloped around your figure that time you almost fell to the ground.
And who cares if you could have fell head first on the floor, no other man should ever be allowed to touch you !!!
And this didn't go unnoticed by ja'far, he found amusement in it.
His boss made him work day and night
A little revenge never has never hurt anyone!
But back to the present now.
"Simbad?" You called. No answer.
"Simbad~" you called. No answer.
This went on and on until you desided to combat fire with fire -you ignored him.
You tried to spend the next couple minutes in silence while still in his eyesight to stir the pot.
Then he yielded.
He slowly made its way to the door, locked it and looked at you.
'Uh oh. What now' you thought
He walked toward you and lightly grabed your arm, led you to a wall and pinned you against it.
After a long moment, quite words came with a sign "you make it so hard for me to work you know that princess?"
You stood there not knowing what to do so you stayed quiet.
His mouth neared your mouth "my darling"
But he did not kiss you.
His mouth neared your neck "my angel"
But he did not kiss you.
He did not kiss you - you grew impatient. He retracted and he saw it - that face.
A slight frustrated expression, a heated face and a flustered look.
He got his revenge.
"now forget every other man and think only of me"
And who were you to argue?
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(The others general were just happy simbad could work again, god help them...)
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nawrust · 21 days
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Magi doodles
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sh1-n0bu · 1 month
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Dear Judal/Judar, (From Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic),
Hello! How are you doing these days? I've heard from a source that you've been busy with your duties lately. It's not easy being a Magi, from what a little boy with blue hair told me.
Do you still take time to care for yourself, such as doing your makeup and hair? I remember it being really pretty the last time I saw it, though, my memory might not be the best. Years of working yourself as a slave in the slave trade does that for you, I suppose.
Right, the reason I'm writing this letter. Today is actually my last day of being a slave. I wish I could say that I'm finally being freed from my shackles from all these years, but that isn't the case.
Unfortunately, I will be killed tomorrow for the death of my master.
I'm writing this letter from my cell while waiting for the executioners to take me away, to the person I value the most. I still can't think of a reason why you helped me that day when I was attacked by those bandits. Perhaps it was for your own benefit, or you simply did it out of boredom. That seems like something you would do.
Or the occasional nights where you visited my barren room to accompany me. Those visits might've been small to you, but to me, they were more precious than any gold or gems I've seen. You made life feel like it was worth living a little longer in.
I may have only met you sparingly, but you've given me advice and wisdom that helped push me forward, to keep striving for what I wanted. Even if it was selfish.
In the end, all I truly wanted was you.
Sincerely, a friend.
I hope this letter finds its way to you, even after I pass.
𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜! 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙪’𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚!
to: judar from magi
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being a magi was, in all honesty, fucking boring. at least, to someone like judar.
he hated the constant bows and kneeling, the constant titles, names that are bestowed upon him. the duties of a magi, of having to choose a king so that one day, his chosen king would actually become a successful one rather than some pathetic excuse of a ruler. don’t even get him started on the annoying meetings, rituals, magoi training, diplomatic reasonings and travelings. ugh. at least he can run away from those boring, long, arduous meeting to have some fun in the gardens.
by fun, the arrogant magi meant slacking off as he bites into another random peach he stole from the kitchen on the way there. or even by running away from the castle’s depressing walls to see what was different on the outside world since the last time he visited. he could also hear some of those pathetic elder magicians cry out as they chase after him in a measly attempt to bring him back to his "duties" as they call it. duties, his ass. all the magi saw were bunch of papers, scrolls and more boring meetings with diplomats. he wanted to have some fun, y'know?!
it was during one of those usual running away from duty moment when he saw something that barely managed to pique his interest. a slave, judging by the chains keeping their feet together to not let them run away, but somehow protecting a kid as they face off against a bunch of hooligans looking to make names for themselves. judging by the lack of magoi fluttering around the adult slave, they weren't a magician, a dungeon capturer, a household vessel user nor even a fanalis. the slave was just some random human who was acting as a hero to protect the kid covering behind them.
judar should have left when the first punch landed and yet something compelled him to stay. to watch how the common, unlucky folk suffer while he goes on about his day and night like nothing is out of place within the safety and comfort of the palace walls. watch as how even when threatened with the most vile and terrifying actions imaginable against them, the human persists to keep a random child safe.
to intervene when the third punch landed.
the dark magi doesn’t know what compelled him to act out or to protect this random slave and a homeless child. they meant nothing to him, just some random poor folk that he saw. yet something felt weird. seeing how the unlucky get treated simply for being born unlucky caused him to stay and to protect them when they could provide him absolutely nothing. not even a fickle of entertainment. magis are the ones who have stayed at the top of the food chain since the beginning of time and will continue to do so. the magois and rukh of the world and people are at their disposal, ready to carry out their command at any given moment.
yet here judar was, protecting some two strangers whose rukhs barely flickered enough to cause some color. such fickle beings, such unlucky creatures and yet here he was… here he was reaching a hand out to help them on their feet, accompanied with a “are you two alright?”. what has gotten into him all of a sudden? whatever it was, it didn’t go away after saving their lives. no, it stayed and lingered on forcing him to do the same.
since there was nothing else to give the twisted magi some sort of entertainment at the time, he decided to continue to stay with the pair. and he continued to do so even at the following days when he no longer needed to save them. just his presence hovering around the pair was enough to shoo away any other assholes that wanted to cause them harm. and in a way, judar felt happy that no one was hurting them, at being their protecter in a sense.
everyday, judar would find himself running away from his duties at the kou castle to pay a visit to the slave he helped. the child had disappeared one day he returned and all the explanation he got was that the child had escaped. how? no one knows. but the adult who was left behind had an odd sense around them. their rukh was starting to dim and become more slower. were they sick? they didn’t look like it. but just in case they were indeed getting sick, he whispered a few health spells on them alongside a protection one before leaving.
each day judar comes to spend some time with the slave — while also using it as an excuse to run away from his magi work — he started to look forward to these little moments in his life. a peach from the castle one day, a fruit on the market square he saw on another day, a beautiful yet a simple looking ring one of the merchants were selling. each time he brings a little gift, the slave always bashfully denies it at first, saying that they were a slave and not a worker. each time judar made them accept his gifts.
judar will never confirm it out loud but he loved the little meetings he had with them. they were… nice. kind to him. not the bootlicking type of kind that he runs into everyday but the kind that is genuinely coming from the bottom of the heart and he felt that. judar enjoyed the little laughs the slave would make whenever he tells a joke or a funny story from the castle. the little dimple in their cheeks and the bright smiles. judar liked the look of awe on their face whenever he showed them a small trick — a little show of rukhs swarming at the tip of his wand or the icy flower he creates at random before tucking it behind their ear.
the prideful magi would never say it, but… he loved this person. this kind person who just gotten unlucky.
“i’ll get you out of here, alright? wait for me. i’ll come back tomorrow to set you free”
yet where were you? the rooms that you usually clean were being cleaned by another servant. when the servant in the room saw him, they dropped their towel to the floor in shock. but judar didn’t care if the servant was about to drop to their knees to honor his title or anything. he had no time for it.
“you didn’t knew, high magi? their master was killed and so, all the master’s slaves must be killed as well” the poor shaken up servant explains, handing him a letter as well. taking the letter, the magi wasted no time in ripping open the letter to read its content. judar was seeing red. he always had a certain amount of hate towards those who worked in the slave trades. he may be egotistical at times but judar still had feelings and emotions.
and right now, he was enraged.
“where? where did the executioners took them?” he asked frantically, almost sounding like a madman as he forces the poor servant to answer him. if his past self had looked at himself now, he would have laughed at the look on his face. maybe even mock himself for even daring to become this soft. but he didn’t care for that or how soft he had grown since meeting them. right now, he was just focused on finding them. and this time, he will hold his promise and set them free.
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sleepingwork · 2 months
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cosplayer. photographer.
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rumanomarika · 4 months
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what would've happened if the Magi verse had more than one language. :p
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mangocatart · 10 months
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Late night doods of my favorite magi boys!
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beluza · 1 year
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I was drawing for Mermay in-between work. Then, Yamuraiha suddenly appeared
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ovenovin · 23 days
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i love this series so much i’ll never forgive them for cancelling it 💔
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yandere-romanticaa · 2 years
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I heard you're open? If you're not, I apologize. But I saw you have Magi on your list of fandoms and I would LOVE something for Kouen Ren with a Golden Retriever personality type Darling. Like, they catch sight of him approaching and rush to meet him with the happiest, brightest grin. And they will eagerly listen to anything he has to say about his day or something he's picked up an interest in. But they also don't mind that he's basically locked them away because he always comes back.
Magi my beloved... Thank you for this!
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Footsteps with barely concealed giggles echoed throughout the semi small study as the red haired prince sat in his chair, various documents sprawled all over the table. The untrained eye would assume that he was completely focused on the paper in front of him but (y/n) knew him better than that. His brow was ever so furrowed and his arm was just stiff enough to give Kouen away completely.
He was watching them the whole entire time.
"Come out already." he said, his voice laced with a slight hint of annoyance and the tiniest bit of amusement.
"You and I both know you aren't going to stay in the shadows forever, dear."
He was right, you thought to yourself. In a flash you revealed yourself and quickly ran towards him, wrapping your arms across his broad shoulders and resting your chin at the top of his head. A few loose strands tickled your by accident which caused you to laugh. A small smirk made its way across the face of the handsome prince as he kept his mouth shut, his curiosity simply brimming with excitement as he wondered just what you had up your sleeve.
It was odd that you made no moves to end his life.
Kouen expected you to end him as that seemed like a reasonable reaction. Slit his throat while you could, perhaps poison his tea? None of it would work of course but that still didn't make your lack of action any less odd.
Perhaps you were crazy, just a little bit.
"What's with that face mister?"
"Huh?"
You had caught him off guard. When did you find the time to crawl on his lap without him noticing? Tracing light and playful patterns across his chin (y/n) looked him dead in the eye, their eyes sparkling with a plethora of ranging emotions. Joy, excitement, thankfulness.
Love.
Kouen's heart raced ever so slightly. It was pathetic at how sweet he could be when it came to his little sweetie. With a voice as soothing as a lullaby (y/n) spoke:
"I'm not going anywhere, you know. I'm perfectly happy here, with you."
Kouen had his reasons for keeping (y/n) locked up at the palace, he made sure to make that clear since day one. But he never imagined that things would work out this smoothly.
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magislut · 7 months
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It's been real Magi on Netflix. You will be missed.
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rene-darling · 1 year
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THEY- treat your wounds
Just a reminder I do more fandoms than just genshin lol
...Judar...hakuryuu...sinbad...
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Judar
Judar never really minded the fact that he couldn't use healing spells
In his words "why would someone as strong as me need healing spells pft-"
But oh God was he eating up his words right about now
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me earlier what if this thing gets... infected?!?" "...judar. It's not like you could help very much"
He knew this he knew he couldn't help with healing spells- he's known this for a long time but- why is it only now that he regrets not trying harder?
He's trying, he's trying so hard to heal you the look of defeat on his face is not a sight you see often sighing, you moved over to judar a little "judar..calm down, we can't go back yet. Just- give me my bag I have some first aid in it.."
Without saying a word he grabs your bag and hands you what he thinks is the first aid kit that you're talking about you take out some things that you're gonna use to clean your wound but soon you run into trouble- see your wound is on your back and as you shift to try to clean it a sharp jolt of pain hits
You let out a small groan but continued as there wasn't anything else you could do but perceiver
Judar watched as sweat drilled from your head as you tried to shift your position to see the tear God..he couldn't handle looking at you like this but he was clueless as to what he should do...
"Just...just- give me that" it surprised you a bit when Judar snatched the cloth from your hand "come here.." he gently? lowered your head to lay on his lap so you were laying on your stomach
Judar has been given punishments for acting out by al thamen plenty of times so he's watched as servants cleaned his wounds before so he's trying with all his might to replicate that
"Just..just tell me if it hurts..or- if I'm doing something wrong.." this was very unlike your judar in every scenario you had imagined him laughing at your injuries but treating them and reassuring you- oh wow
"..maybe I should get injured more often so I can see this side of you eh?-" in response, he didn't say anything but instead pressed a little too hard on your wound which was followed by an array of apologies from you
This- this felt nice contrary to the aching wound on your back, being gently touched by judar as he tried his best to softly clean your wound and apply some medicine was somehow almost soothing
"Thanks..judar " "mh"
hakuryuu
He's more worried about your wound than you- he looks like he's gonna cry-
You spoke too soon he did start crying and like a baby at that
It almost seemed like he was the hurt one
You end up comforting him...
He's crying almost sobbing "hey, haku...dont cry my dear its fine " he's just a mumbling crying whining mess "b-but...you, I, h-...how?" he's just a little crying mess in a puddle of his own tears
You hug him close ignoring any pain from the wound but when he tries hugging you back you let out a slight groan and he realizes what an idiot he's being, I mean your the ones who's hurt what the hell is he doing right now!!
He starts to stop crying still sniffling but it's better than before "c-...come here" he gently helps you lay down as he grabs bandages from his bag
"i-if you feel, any discomfort...tell me, okay?" his voice is small and you hear a small gasp when he gets a good view of your injury "y/n..." he whispers under his breath not sure how he could comfort you...
You can feel his hands shake as he cleans your wounds the little trembles of his body as worry overcomes him "don't worry my dear haku..."
"how...how could I not" you can hear his voice breaking as he quietly sobs once more
Sinbad
He's worried so so worried
The second he hears that your injured he rushes to your side and hold your hand
He's also mad, not at you but himself he should've been there to protect you!
"y/n...how did this...what happend...i-" it seems that for once even so bad is at a loss for words
He brings the best doctors in the nation no the world to come treat you, he holds your hand as they treat you his heart stops everytime your grip gets tighter indicating that your hurting "i-its gonna be...fine, fine...dont worry" it seems the reassure me is meant for himself more then it is for you
After the doctors leave he traces the area around your wound careful not to touch it...sinbad isn't the most caring person in the world and you've never seen him look so...afraid
"y/n...please next time tell me if your hurt, if you need help. Please " it's almost as if he's begging you more then asking
His voice breaks at the end of his sentence as you look at him and nod...you might not do what he says but at least you reassure him
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0rah-s · 10 months
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Sinbad (Magi) and his divorced wife (modern au please, or if you don't feel comfortable with that, you can do it in the regular world)
Reader divorced him because of how he viewed things and how close he would get with other women, she's kinda gay
And Sinbad is kind of sad because of the fact that the only woman he truly loved wants nothing to do with him.
Even add a gremlin, a kid to the mix if it entertains you!!
Pls 💛
You don't have to if you don't want too!!
Sinbad x ex-wife!reader
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Cw: fem reader, written in second person, english isn't my first language, you have an adopted kid, disloyalty from him, idk.
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A/n: thank you for requesting and im so sorry for taking so long to do your request, writer's block be hitting harder lately. Hope you enjoy it mwah!!
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How many times had he entertained the young women who threw themselves at him in the middle of your dates, right in front of your eyes?
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Never could you say anything about it as its not like he was really cheating on you, he was "just playing" as he loved to say. It drove you insane.
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In addition to his borderline unfaithfulness, there was also his questionable morals and the things he did to get what he wanted. All of it always rubbed you the wrong way but you fought to love him anyway.
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But as we all know, ine can only fight for so long.
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All of it kept adding up and and you found yourself bothe sat at the kitchen table. You slide him a paper - a divorce settlement document.
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He tried to give you excuses and promised he would change but you were set, there's no way you'd lock yourself in a toxic cycle of wrong-doing, excises, and forgivness forever.
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After the divorce,
You went on with your life like nothing happend
Of course it still stung to part from the man you loved oh so much but you had to move on.
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Weeks pass and he isn't the same anymore. He went out to different bars and surrounded himself with ladies, reminding himself that he didn't need you.
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What a conman.
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He desperately needed you. Being a man of his position there wasn't many he could trust, somehow he opened up to you and gave you his heart. He knew how precious your love was to him yet he ruined it - entirely by himself. He'll never experience somehing like this again.
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Guilt hollowing him as he grieves the missing part of him and as he thinks of the sadness he caused you. He'd become a waste.
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Fast forward, you grew as a person and became successful, no longer the women you used to be.
Things kept getting better and better for you as if taking the weed out of your life made place for a rich and flowery garden to bloom effervescently.
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You could finally breath.
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Long after, you adopted a gremlin a kid!
You gave them the ever best life they deserved and enjoy life as a successful mother and child. Life simply couldn't get better.
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Then he saw you.
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Then you saw him.
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He couldn't belive it's, the then live of his life standing right in front of him after years of no contact.
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"H-hi..." He uttered, trying his best to make himself sound more confident - it failed.
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"Hello" you replied coldly.
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A long awkward silence took over when you decide to walk away before he starts to question about your life or worst - enter it again.
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"I should go" you sai as you walk past him but barely a couple step away and he grips your wrist.
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Tho he was strong, his hold on you was gentle, almost pleading.
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"Please wait? Can we talk?" He asks trying his best to think of ways to have you remain by him even for a little longer.
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"What is there to talk about sinbad? We're over"
You say curtly, not wanting to go weak and give in to him in the way is face begged you to.
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He notices the young child beside and questions flooded his mind. 'A child? Was it hers? Ours? Hasd she found someone new? How much of their lives have i missed?' Then guilt came back stronger than ever, not being made easy but the way the kid clutched on your trousers.
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"Mom, who's that?" They ask innocently.
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"An old friend, dear" you smile at your child lovingly.
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An old friend, those words rung in his head like hell bells.
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He let go of your wrist and she walked away.
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You sufferd through him, why shouldn't he? Regardless of how he feels you have more to care about.
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He'll find a way to heal, you wish him that much. But for now the only thoughts in your head is what you're going to do today to make this day unforgettable for your child and yourself.
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