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Arabian Nights Meme

Scheherazade / Harem Shipping Meme
Straight out of the Arabian Nights, or any variety of the spin-offs and spoofs since, in a beautiful and fantastical realm of magic and djinn. You may be the great ruler, prince, or sultana of the realm, or you may be the tribute, captive, or arranged marriage spouse brought before that ruler.

Scenarios:
1. Arranged Marriage - You’re both royals or nobles of some variety, but one of you has been sent far from home to be wedded to a stranger in a foreign land.
2. Ambition - You’re just one beauty in a harem of dozens—or hundreds—but you’re determined to stand out, to earn the exclusive attention of the ruler, and to take your place by their side as the ruler of this land.
3. Scheherazade - One night with the king (or queen). Perhaps your one-night spouse had their heart broken, like in the story. Perhaps they’re simply a monster, or they have other motives. They may kill you in the morning, unless you can convince them to delay, by at least one more day.
4. Tribute - Perhaps your land was conquered, or perhaps you’ve been sent here to secure an alliance. Either way, this wasn’t your idea, and you aren’t particularly happy about it.
5. Within the Harem - Both characters are residents of the harem. You hardly see the ruler, and they don’t matter. What does matter is the friendship—or love—that you have found within the harem, and, possibly, your plans for escape.
6. Outside the Harem - You’ve fallen in love with someone you shouldn’t. A guard, a servant, or someone outside the palace entirely. But in order to be with them, you’re going to have to break all the rules.
7. Arabian Nights - Wildcard scenario, play any elements from the Arabian Nights that you please. Magic carpets, powerful djinn, curses and treasure!

How to play:
-Post with your character, preferred role (ruler, harem, other), and any other relevant info
-Reply to others. Use RNG or choose your favourite scenario!

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[Harem role. Open to all scenarios.]

Edited 2016-07-28 03:00 (UTC)

[Byakuran was a conquer and a good one to that. Ten years ago he had started from nothing, just a small group of rebels and now he had a vast empire that was only growing and that he miraculously kept under control. An empire of his size should have fallen apart under its own weight by this point, but he manage to keep it together. No one really understood how he did it, but one thing everyone knew. Never ever make him angry while talking to him if you valued your life.

Due to that fact and because people wanted to gain his favor it wasn't unusual for him to gain gifts. Byakuran never asked how these people acquired their gifts. The world was a corrupt place. Some might be given to him in earnest ways, but he had a feeling most of those gifts had been acquired in dubious ways.

And speaking of gifts, he were inspecting a new one. A pretty young man. Pale much like himself, but with less wild hair. Byakuran smiled sweetly at him like he always did. This wasn't the first time a person had been given to him. He was a man with power and got every kind of gift you could imagine.]

What name does a pretty one like yourself have~?

[Abel was just trying not to panic. He'd been kidnapped from his life, his future, at the academy. The rumor among the other captive was that the academy had been razed to the ground in the raids. Some minor warlord who wanted power and was trying to secure it by bribing the neighboring emperor.

All that Abel had heard about the emperor was that he was dangerous. A conqueror. Brutal, no doubt.

Proud despite his fear and the chains that he wore, Abel lifted his chin as the conqueror approached him.]

Abel. My name is Abel.

Abel~ That is a nice name~

[Byakuran could see that pride and fear. Fear was perfectly understandable. After all he would take the wild guess of that Abel had been ripped from his life. The chains were kind of a given on that point. If he would have been willing then those chains would not been needed.]

You have a nice face as well~ Is that why you got picked~?

[The answer did not really matter. He never refused any of the gifts given to him so Abel belonged to him now and as his property he could do what he liked to him. For example reaching out and touching the other's face. His hands were surprisingly soft for someone known to go out into battle.]

[Abel winced at the touch, but he didn't draw back, not wanting to incur the emperor's anger.]

I don't know. I didn't ask.

[Breath coming in quick little gasps as his fear rose, Abel glared stubbornly at the man in front of him, clenching his hands to keep from trembling.]

I think it is~ I think that the man that gave you to me thought I would like you~

[He took half a step closer, invading Abel's personal space, playful smile on his lips. Byakuran let his touch linger a bit before moving his hand down until it finally rested over a chained wrist. All the time he looked straight into Abel's eyes, not flinching at the glare aimed at him or seemed to be bothered by it in the slightest. He seemed perfectly comfortable.]

Want these chains off~?

[All of Abel's muscles tensed as his new owner stepped close. He dropped his eyes, staring at the emperor's throat instead of at his face.]

Yes.

[He knew it might be a trick or a trap of some sort, or that there might be a price to pay if he wanted to be unchained, but he did want the chains off. He also wanted to go back to his safe, familiar life, but that wasn't an option.]

Fufufu~ That is not the proper way to ask for a favour, but I will let it slide for this time~

[Byakuran produced the key to the chains from his pocked and let them fall to the floor, not bothering with them at the moment. They could wait until later. Now he wanted to have fun with his new gift. But he should perhaps let Abel know after what rules he had to live by from this point on first.

Grabbing Abel's chin, he made him look back up into his eyes. He might still be smiling in a friendly manner, but his eyes had a sharp edge to them.]

I expect you to do as I command you and not cause any undue trouble or try to escape. Those chains could easily end up back on you. Or something worse might befall you if you cause me enough ire. Do you understand, Abel~

[Abel tensed his jaw, a little bit of his rebellious glare returning as he met his owner's eyes.]

I understand.

[He didn't necessarily intend to obey, but he understood. He wondered what kind of 'worse' the emperor meant, but very much didn't want to find out. If he saw an opportunity for escape, though, he thought he just might take it.]

Good boy~

[All the sharpness in Byakuran's eyes melted away and he petted Abel on the head like he were a dog. It would honestly not surprise him if Abel would try something at some point, but he would take care of that once it happened. No need to punish a crime not yet committed.]

Now why don't we go and take a look at your room~

[He turned around and walked out of the small room they had been in, expecting Abel to follow.]

[His room? His own room? Unable to help his curiosity, Abel trailed after the ruler. He was confused by the cheerfulness and the pat on the head, but none of that was worth being concerned about. He hadn't been hurt yet, and the emperor seemed inclined to gentle treatment and possibly even offering favors, as long as Abel behaved.

Abel kept his eyes open as they left the room, trying to memorize the layout of every hallway he saw and watching for guards so that he could try to assess the security of the place.]

[There were a few guards strewn around, but surprisingly few. It was as if Byakuran had no care in the world if someone would try to come in and attempt to kill him. That wasn't the case however. He had more guards around, only that they were not dressed like guards at all and had concealed weapons, blending in with the servants, nobles, visitors and ministers. They were his shadow guards. Moving around without causing suspicion towards themselves and making the security of the palace seemingly lacking.

Byakuran easily led the way trough the hallways and the twists and turns, humming as he walked along. They reached the door to the room that Byakuran had made the servants prepare as soon as he got the new that his gift were of the human variety. It wasn't big, but roomy enough. A comfortable bed, a desk with a chair, some empty shelves, a drawer and a wardrobe.]

This is your room from today on~ It should have all the comforts you need, if a bit bare at the moment~

[Abel had assumed he was going to be used as a pleasure slave. Having his own room, simple though it was, made it seem as though he was going to be allowed to have some sort of life of his own here.]

May I have some books?

[Well yes, that was the intention he had for Abel, but he would not be able to be with all the time. So much better to keep him content with a sense of freedom then. It would decrease the risk of any rebellious acts.]

What kinds of books~?

I...

[Unsure of his footing now and hopeful, Abel hesitated for a moment, not sure what to ask for. The library at the academy was gone, and Abel would be happy with almost anything, at least until he'd read it and needed more.]

All sorts. Histories, languages, natural sciences... Is there a palace library? May I access it? Please?

You like knowledge, don't you~?

[Byakuran let out a small chuckled. Knowledge was power. Power was not a thing that should be given to someone essentially a prisoner, but he never really had been one to follow the norms.]

You may access the library, but be careful with the books~ Some of them are one of a kind~

Thank you. I'll be careful.

[Abel was surprised, but grateful, and he certainly didn't want to dissuade the ruler from allowing him access to the library.

He kept his distance, rubbing nervously at his wrists, which were still sore from the chains.]

What are you going to do with me?

You are a smart young man, I'm sure you already have a hum~

[Byakuran stepped into Abel's personal space again. This time he wasn't touching him, but he were still close. Close enough for their breaths to mingle.]

[Abel grimaced, heartbeat quickening with fear. He retreated a step, hands clenching nervously at his sides.]

I suppose it doesn't matter that I don't want... that?

[He was a virgin, having been too focused on his studies for any distractions. Nor had anyone at the academy turned his head. The ruler, he couldn't deny, was handsome.]

[Byakuran easily took a step forward to close the gap between them again. He would go on doing that either until Abel stopped on his own or bumped into something that would force him to stop.]

Why would you not want it~? Are you trying to claim that no one have made a move on you before this point~?

[Now that was amusing. Abel was good looking, would not have a hard time at all to hook up with someone if he wanted to.]

Have you ever wondered how it would feel like to be held by a man, to make love and be filled with pleasure~?

I haven't been interested in anyone.

[Abel kept retreating until his back hit a wall. Breath catching, Abel's eyes widened, staring up at the ruler with fear in his eyes.]

I've... I've wondered, of course I have.

[Abel knew enough about himself to know his type. Male. Confident. Pushy. He just hadn't expected it to be like this.]

[With Abel backed against the wall, Byakuran placed his hands on each side of his head, boxing him in. His smile turned a bit more into a smirk, but he had yet to do anything extreme, like wrestling him down on the bed and just taking him.]

Then I can see no reason as to why we should not do it~ You want to know and I hold the key to that knowledge~

[It was hard to argue with that logic. Particularly when the emperor was so very lovely, with his soft purple-white hair and muscular physique.]

I...

[Abel clenched his fist, trying to will himself to stop shaking.]

Will it hurt?

A bit at first, but it will soon fade into pure pleasure~

[At least he were honest. It would most likely hurt somewhat. He himself had experience, but Abel did not and that would make it harder for him to relax and relaxing were key to avoid any pain.

Byakuran moved one of his hands to trail down Abel's side and rest on his hip, drawing small circles with his thumb.]

You are too pretty to not sleep with~

[Abel's lips parted at the touch, breath coming in soft little gasps. His gaze darted back and forth between the ruler's eyes, not sure whether he could trust the man's word.]

I don't... I don't even know what I'm supposed to call you.

Abel | Starfighter (Comic) | M/M

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y hello thar

Hello. How are you doing?

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Nice to see you as well~

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