hey it's sinbad. i rule sindria but jafar owns my ass

i am the actual sinbad, other versions are awesome but i am the real one

Now I wanna play AC…

I hate this Nordic air and I want to go home

tjapa I have sick brain. I can’t think

my writing tonight is legendary

officialsinbad sent: my Jaffa senses were tingling... I'm here to save the day

workaholicadvisor:

officialsinbad:

workaholicadvisor:

"For once, I am glad to see you!"

Sinbad grinned. “Of course.”

Ja’far sat there while his face turned red like a cooked lobster. “I hate you sometimes,” He didn’t actually mean it.

"I love you always." Sinbad made his way down to Jafar’s thigh and began to kiss it.

IM SORRY I LITERALLY CANNOT WRITE SMUT WHILE IM THINKING ANOUT DENNIS REYNOLDS

officialsinbad sent: my Jaffa senses were tingling... I'm here to save the day

workaholicadvisor:

officialsinbad:

workaholicadvisor:

"For once, I am glad to see you!"

"Are you going to make me guess?" Sinbad turned his minister around so they were facing each other on the bed. "Hm, you want my mouth, don’t you? But… let me see, is it here?" He kissed Ja’far on the lips.

He blinked a bit from the kiss, but melted slightly. “No, ugh I mean. That’s not even sexual.” He was stumbling over his words. God, why did Sinbad have to play these games? “I want your mouth here,” He took his king’s hand and placed it between his legs.

Sinbad grinned. “Of course.”