Welcome to the Forty Thieves!
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blacksandslord:

Cassim: YOU HAVE GOOD GENES MY SON

Moze: OMG YOU KNOW WHAT I JUST THOUGHT OF?!

Cassim: WHAT WHAT WHAT?!

Moze: 

PASSED DOWN THE ABABWA FAMILY FOR GENERATIONS

Cassim: ………..HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA OMFG

TRUE THAT, SON. TRUE. THAT.

OOC: A sample of our insanity.

OOC: Note to self

ababwa:

Don’t leave the Aladdin fandom alone by itself in a chatroom late at night.

[[ Okay… I am dead. Hit my limit. TOO MANY EMOTIONS. XD

I shall reply… later! Hopefully tomorrow auuugh I need to do stuff with this guy again he’s too idle AND HAS SO MUCH TO TAKE CARE OF

I’ll write something about his healing process tomorrow. Sounds like a good plan. *nods*

‘Night everyone! ]]

@MY (see again, MYYYY) son

blacksandslord:

“My arch enemy thinks I’m his son, wants to take me to his home and act big brother to his child,” he said clutching his hair and trying to breath.  ”She’s got long hair.  It glows when she sings and heals.  And it’s got a tiny waist.”

“And that won’t happen. Put it from your thoughts.” Cassim said calmly, squeezing his shoulder reassuringly. “…Ahh, I see. So she has some magic, too. Well, she certainly must be a pretty thing to have caught your eye… though I know there also must be more to her than that. Unless her looks and power were enough to draw you in?”

@MY (see again, MYYYY) son

blacksandslord:

“Yes,” he said running a hand through his hair.  ”To a princess.  She asked, I said yes.  Her kingdom is powerful and Jafar is trying to ruin it.”

“My son is getting married… huh.” He let that sink in for a moment. That would mean both of his sons would have a wife… the thought made him smile. He shook out of it at his next words. “Calm yourself, I don’t think that’s what this is about. He is under a spell, remember? This isn’t intentional. Breathe, Mozenrath. You need to regain rational thought. Tell me about your bride, that should help take your mind off it.”

@MY (see again, MYYYY) son

blacksandslord:

“My wedding,” was all he said muffled in his arms.  ”It’ll put me more in power than him, he’s trying to mess with my mind!”  His head shot up.  ”Oh Shiva, no.  Rapunzel can’t know.  The queen can’t know—she’ll rescind her blessing!”

“Whoa, whoa - your wedding?” Cassim shook his head quickly in shock, needing to understand this before he could take in anything else he said. “You mean, you’re getting married, Mozenrath?”

Anonymous asked: I bet Nasira and and Cassim really are your parents.

blacksandslord:

NO.

…I don’t even know who that is…

[[ NO. ]]

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beard-is-so-twisted:

OK It’s 2:30 AM. I gotta get up in less than 4 hours.

CASSIM. YOU. ME. FISTY CUFFS. AT SUNSET. oractuallymorelike10:30PM

*rolls about* I for one am having fun with this. Even though my soul wants to die because Jafar is screaming internally.

*loves on everyone anyway* <3 Goodnight!

WE’RE DOING THIS MAN

WE’RE MAKING THIS HAPPEN

myeverythingisscreamingIcan’teven

blacksandslord:

ababwa:

cassim-thekingofthieves:

ababwa:

[[ ALADDIN OH ALLAH COME TO ME *HUGS AND SOBS* I LOVE MY SONS SO MUCH OKAY NO OTHER MAN CAN EVER BE YOUR FATHER I WON’T LET IT *EMOTIONS ALL OVER THE PLACE* ]]

(OOC: FSHKDJHFSKJGDF *IS PULLED INTO A HUG* I- UH- UM- OKAY. HI DAD. I, UH, LOVE YOU TOO?)

((I WILL NOT HUG SAM I AM I DO NOT LIKE GREEN EGGS AND HAM))

[[ …*PULLS MOZE INTO THE HUG TOO AND CRIES MORE* I JUST LOVE YOU TWO SO MUUUUUCH ]]