4 Works in Sultan of Agrabah/Jasmine's Mother (Disney)
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Inheritance by Isilzha
Fandoms: Aladdin (2019), Aladdin (1992), Aladdin - Menken/Ashman, Ala ad-Din | Aladdin (Fairy Tale)
01 Aug 2020
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Aladdin sibling AU where Aladdin and Jasmine are long-lost siblings.
Original idea from this video (Jacobs Siblings sing a Broadway Lovers? Medley) and the comments below: https://youtu.be/4fkAvwLwsMk
Will use references and lyrics from both movies and the Broadway show. I own nothing except my original characters; all rights belong to the original creators. -
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Nasira’s features were etched in elegance. A gracefully high forehead and set of pronounced cheekbones that complemented her deeply set eyes and arched brows were what stood out to Sadira. Bearing a Romanesque nose, hair shades darker than her own and a dancer’s body, Nasira reminded her of a painting in the halls of Quataru that depicted All-at, goddess of the moon.
The brother was, objectively, just as handsome. Jafar’s wavy, dark hair - even with it pulled back - and knife-edge cheekbones were practically a copy of her sister’s, but the resemblance ends about there. Tan skin, a straight clean-cut nose, and acute jaw line brought forth an attraction to him. Meanwhile his hooded ebony eyes, haughty brows and thin, defined lips gave Sadira the impression of a dangerous self that lurked behind those polite words and courteous manners. Jafar had something to him that spoke of a fatal allure - much like the beauty that you would expect in poisonous animals of nature.
Despite lacking in either crown or throne, she now had an idea of who really ruled the country.
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Blossoming Sultana by Muse_Calliope
Fandoms: Aladdin (1992), Aladdin: The Animated Series, Aladdin (2019), Disney - All Media Types
10 Oct 2019
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A key figure forgotten in history. Her memory kept alive only by her husband and daughter. She was Sultana Azalea, Queen of Agrabah and former Princess of Sherebad.
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The Sultan of Agrabah's eldest son came to court her late in the day, on the third new moon since her father had announced her eligibility. He was a plump man, and stout as well, with a kind face. She watched him come through the doorway, bracing for another recital of resources and fashions. He glanced down at her seega board, his face lit up.
“You play?” Ahlam was shocked for a second, she felt her snake tighten sympathetically around her shoulders.
“I... I do. I play against myself mostly, it passes the time between suitors.”
“Ah, then you must have been practicing quite a bit.” He winked at her: playfully, not seductively, and his mustache ruffled. “I'll have to be at my best form.”