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nrdmssgs · 7 months

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can you write something with reader and gromsko and how gromsko would treat her if she was his wife? i’ve heard some seriously questionable things about polish people from my boyfriend, he could be biased but from what i know they are super misogynistic and gromsko gives off traditional vibes yknow.

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Wow, that is a very interesting request, actually!

First of all, I am very sorry, that your boyfriend had bad experience with Polish people and I really hope, that things get better. My very first work was in a Polish company, and I've met the sweetest, nicest people there. There was literally one issue - I was young, tiny and underweight, and they all felt sorry about that and constantly tried to feed me.)) So the reason I'm telling this here is to highlight, that there are so many different people in every country.

I don't have anything against authors, who chose to depict him as very traditional (in a negative way) person. It is always important to not forget, such people exist. But I want to offer you a slightly different approach to him. Let's just call it an experiment and see, if it works both for you and me, ok? We will keep this guy traditional more or less, but shift him to a non-toxic side.

Husband Gromsko HCs

Long before the marriage, he takes you with him on a trip across Poland to meet his relatives. Won't stop until you meet everyone. Grannies, aunties, nieces - everyone. You are about to become part of his family and it's important to him, that you are truly integrated in the family and shown love from every single part of it.

He asks his parents to bless your marriage, and definitely asks your parents to let him make a proposal to you. It is not that he is dependent - he was raised in a culture, where respect to elderly is everything.

Regardless of how devout he and you are (even if you are an atheist), Gromskо will persuade you to a traditional wedding ceremony.

If you do not belong to any church or are simply a representative of another faith, he will not rest until he persuades the priest of his native church to allow you two to marry.

Yes, this guy will start to fight for your marriage long before it even starts. He doesn't try to force you into faith though. If needed - he is ready to pray for you both. Because you are his love and Sobieslaw has enough faith to keep you in Gods good books.

Once you are his, truly and finally his - Sobieslaws mind is all concentrated on two objectives: domesticating you and welcoming children in your family.

His biggest fear is to fail you. And in his mind, keeping you on your work equals failing you. If you worry about money - it means to Gromsko, that he doesn't provide well enough.

It will take a lot of talking to change his mind. But eventually he will understand. No matter, what he is taught to believe - you, his wife, love of his life, come first. Always. If you are 100% sure, this is the way, you want to live - he will support your choice to keep your work.

He wants children. Not a single child - children. It will break his heart, if you are not in the same boat with him on that one. He won't push you too hard, won't give ultimatums - but he will constantly try to bring the similar wish into your mind.

He is a 'look how adorable these little ones', 'look how tiny this baby beanie is' type of guy. Watches his friends kids on the playground, while embracing you lovingly and whispering 'they are sweet, but our little treasure would be the sweetest'.

If you are as enthusiastic as he is, and you get pregnant - prepare to meet doctor Gromsko. He won't leave your side, not for a day, even if it affects his career. Who gives a f**k about work stuff, when the most important person out there prepares to gift him the second most important person in his life?

He will monitor you constantly, take you to every single check up, make sure you get all the essential vitamins, have enough of fresh air daily and NO stress.

Will welcome his child with tears, will cover your face with frantic, desperate kisses afterwards. "Dziękuję kochanie... dziękuję, dziękuję,dziękuję*!"

Gromsko loves it, when everybody knows, that you are his and he is yours. So please, if you take off your wedding ring for any reason - wear it on a chain as a necklace. Otherwise, he will be terrified, that it is a sign, you don't want him by your side anymore.

He is constantly worried, you might get sick, so he makes sure, you are always warm, you eat well (no matter what your body type is, his granny will still call you too thin, so Sobieslaw will worry about that), you get health checkups every now and then (even if you are feeling perfect!!!).

The most supporting guy, if you decide for any reason, that you don't want to work actively and choose to stay at home.

Gromsko won't just settle with 'ok, good, now I finally have a stay at home wifey'. He will make sure, you like every part of your home, have enough time and space for your hobbies, feel safe and loved.

By the way, the guy looks like the 'I'll build our house on my own' type. Who, if not him, knows better, what makes an ideal home for you and him? Of course, you can choose all the decorations, materials and so on. But he is the one, doing the building.

Dziękuję kochanie… dziękuję, dziękuję,dziękuję - Thank you, love... thank you, thank you, thank you.

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ellecdc · 3 months

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hello loveeee 🩷

can i request cbbh universe jily take harry to diagon alley and shop for school supplies before he goes off to hogwarts for the first time 🥹 i cant stop thinking of their reactions when harry gets matched with a wand (+ jily getting emo remembering their first time at ollivanders too 🥲) and james hyping his boy up as they get him his broom 🥹

this is totally not me tryna heal from canon trauma ha ha…

I fucking loved this - thank you for requesting! May we all heal from the trauma that was the canon HP universe.

CBBH James Potter x Lily Evans Potter // Sirius black x Vixen

The boys were practically vibrating with excitement as the group of six made their way to Diagon Alley. And by boys, Lily meant Draco, Harry, Sirius, and James.

“Okay, so we’ve got to go to Ollivander’s for your wands, Flourish and Blott’s for your books, Madame Malkin’s for your robes, and the Apothecary for potions ingredients. We’ll also stop to get you your own cauldrons...” Lily read from her list methodically.

“And we’ll go to the Pet Emporium and then we’ll get you brooms!” James cheered like a kid at Christmas. Lily wanted to chide him, but she was (nearly) just as excited as her husband and son.

“Okay,” Y/N said as she patiently patted her husband’s shoulder, urging him away from his best friend (and thus, a source of trouble). “why don’t you go with your mum and dad Harry, and Sirius and I will take Draco.”

“Wait.” Sirius barked dramatically. “Can we do the fun parts together?”

“It’s all fun, Pad’s.” She chided.

Sirius grumbled but continued. “I mean the brooms and the pets. I bought my godson’s first broom – I’d like to buy him his first school broom too.” He stated with pride.

“And I’ve always wanted to carry on the tradition with my godson!” James said excitedly.

Draco laughed. “Aren’t mum and dad technically my godparents already?”

This earned him a gentle pat up the back of the head from Sirius. “Don’t talk back to your godfather.”

“Yes sir.” Draco said good humouredly and shared a fond eyeroll with Harry.

“Okay. Why don’t we complete our checklists and then meet at Florean’s for ice cream before we do the fun stuff.” Lily relented.

Sirius and James cheered while Draco and Harry shared a high-five.

“Onwards!” James declared.

It was very important to Lily to get this experience with Harry, as well as for Draco to get this experience with Sirius and Y/N.

Draco already lost the opportunity to experience this with his birth parents; he deserved this chance to make happy memories with his parents like Lily and James did at his age.

And she couldn’t help but marvel at the fact that had the war gone differently, she may have never gotten the chance to do this with her son.

Remus and Regulus agreed to spend the day with Jasmine (Potter), Aurora (Black), Posie (Potter), Lyra (Black), and Leo & Stella (Black) at home for both sets of parents while they were off with the boys. Regulus grumbled and complained but also showed up to the playroom with an astronomical amount of craft supplies, while Remus was out-and-out giddy at the prospect of spending the day with his nieces and youngest nephew.

Lily and James decided to let Harry choose which order they did their shopping in.

They began by getting him a cauldron and his potions supplies. James moaned and groaned the entire time, muttering about “Slytherin’s this” and “Snivellus that”, but Harry (the good lad he is) just assured his dad he wanted to get the boring bits out of the way first.

Then they went to get his books, which Lily was most excited about though James continued to whine.

“Next year we should let Uncle Moony bring you to get your books, he’d be in heaven.” James said.

“Okay but only if mum can come too!” Lily called from somewhere else deep within the store.

After they left the shop, Lily started trying to redistribute the bags so that they weighed roughly an even amount as they got heavy. She suddenly realised her son and husband were laughing at her.

“What?” She spat in faux irritation.

“It’s like you forget you’re a witch.” James said as he looked at his wife’s confused face with unconditional love.

James quickly cast a weightless charm on the shopping bags and shrunk them down to fit inside Lily’s tote bag.

“There ya go, love.” He said with a smack of a kiss on her cheek.

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the heat moving to her cheeks. Some habits were hard to break, she supposed.

They then continued to Madame Malkin’s to purchase Harry some uniform robes. They bumped into Sirius, Y/N, and Draco whilst they were there, and James and Sirius spent the entire time pretending to be strangers to one another exchanging pleasantries.

“Ah, nice to meet you, good sir. First time?” Sirius asked in a deep register.

“Yes, yes. This is my first born, Harold Jameson Potter the Seventh. And you?” James responded in like.

“Naw, this ain’t ma first rodeo.” Sirius said, transitioning to a (terrible) Southern American accent.

“Yippee ki-yay.” James returned.

The boys were giggling from their platforms as they were being fitted, causing Mrs. Malkin to shush them as Harry received a stray pin to the shoulder.

Finally, the part everyone had been most excited about, was Ollivander’s. Lily couldn’t help but remember her poor muggle parent’s – dragging a petulant Petunia behind them – trying to be supportive of Lily even though they had no idea what anything meant.

When a witch or wizard get their wand – the hope is that the wand will remain with them throughout their life. The wand chooses it’s wix, and throughout the user’s life, they learn from the wand and the wand learns from them.

A wand is nearly synonymous with a marriage: perhaps more.

Lily chose James and James chose Lily – but both could function without the other. If they fell out of love tomorrow, they’d both find ways to move on.

But Lily’s relationship with her wand is her longest relationship of her entire life, and without it – she would feel naked. The wand provides her with protection, strength, knowledge, and power. Without it, she’s just a girl.

And today, she gets to watch her son as he finds the wand that will provide him protection, strength, knowledge, and power throughout his whole life. She felt her sinuses sting as the bell rung above the door.

“You okay, love?” James whispered into her ear as Harry eyed the rows and rows of boxes lining every wall.

Lily didn’t trust herself to speak, so she simply nodded and offered him a watery smile.

“Oh, my flower.” James said as he rubbed his wife’s back, but Lily didn’t miss the wetness of his own voice. She knew he was probably thinking about coming here with Effie and Monty at Harry’s age (and his near doppelgänger) to choose his own wand. His parents would have understood the significance of finding his first wand - how momentous this moment would be – just as Lily and James did now.

“My, my, do we have another firs- oh!” Mr. Ollivander started as he poked his head out from the back room, interrupted by the scene in front him.

“Why...it can’t be...but, wow!” He cheered as he came around the register.

“Introduce yourself, Haz.” Lily encouraged her son.

“I’m Harry P-”

“Potter, yes." Ollivander completed for Harry. "Of James Fleamont Potter who was matched with an 11-inch mahogany wand with a dragon heartstring around this time about twenty years ago. And Fleamont Hari Potter some thirty-eight years before that. My...”

“I never forget a customer, you see.” He clarified when Harry turned to his parents somewhat concernedly at this stranger’s familiarity.

“It’s nice to see you again, Mr. Ollivander.” Lily said with a smile.

“Ah, and you, Miss Evan’s, or, Mrs. Potter, I suppose.”

Without further ado, Ollivander started pulling boxes from the stacks, trying Harry on for size.

The first one nearly singed everyone’s eyebrows off and was quickly returned to its box.

“Temperamental, that was is. Hm,” Ollivander said mostly to himself as he carried on.

The second set off the sprinkler system above them and got sent back to its home as well.

Finally, a wand was handed to Harry (the wand) from the stack. An 11-inch holly wand with a phoenix feather core. Harry picked it up, and (quite beautiful, in Lily’s opinion) fireworks sprouted from its tip.

“An odd combination of wood and core – I’ve not seen many like it myself.” Ollivander admitted.

“Well, Haz is a bit of an odd guy.” James said as he ruffled his son’s hair.

“Dad!” Harry screeched as the two began to roughhouse.

“Okay, oi, this store is not big enough. Boys!” Lily reprimanded.

The trio finished up their shopping and headed towards Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream parlour. Sirius, Y/N, and Draco were already seated, which Sirius was very smug about.

“Must be hard being second best at everything, Potter.” He called out to James. This resulted in James leaping over the barrier of the parlour’s patio seating area and landing on Sirius. Y/N had her face in her hands and Draco was (unsuccessfully) trying to smother his laughter.

“Oh, for Merlin’s sake.” Lily grumbled as she shot an auguamenti at the two boys men.

The two men shot apart like cats in an alleyway after someone threw something at them for howling in the middle of the night.

“Go get your wives and sons ice cream.” Lily barked at them.

“Yes ma’am.” Sirius and James responded, each bringing their first two finger to their forehead and offering a salute before walking marching inside.

After their quick treat, where Draco and Harry compared their wands and showed each other all that they had bought, they carried on to the ‘fun stuff’.

“Have you thought at all about what kind of pet you’d like, Draco?” Y/N asked the boy.

Draco appeared to consider something before a blush permeated his cheekbones.

“I think...I think I’d like a cat; like my mum had.” He admitted quietly.

Sirius offered a sad but delighted sigh at his son and Y/N pulled him into an embrace.

Narcissa Malfoy attended her first year with the company of a regal white long-haired half kneazle. That cat (monstrosity, if you asked Sirius) was her most prized possession for years to come after that.

“That sounds like a beautiful choice, my love.” Y/N offered as they made their way to Magical Menagerie.

There was a pure white long-haired kneazle cross available that Sirius was positive Draco would beeline for.

However, surprising everyone, Draco found a small tortoiseshell kitten with a missing eye. “This one!” He proclaimed.

And so, it was.

He named her Larissa – after one of Neptune’s moons, and in the same vein as his mum’s name Narcissa.

Harry insisted on getting an owl so he could “race them with his new broom.” He landed on a beautiful snowy owl with piercing yellow eyes. Lily found her a little off-putting; “no owl should look like they know so much” she had said.

To name her, Harry decided to flip open to a random page of one of his textbooks. Harry named her Hedwig, which he found on page 158 in Bathilda Bagshot’s book “A History of Magic”.

Y/N and Lily found a bench near Broomstix and watched as the four boys walked (skipped) into the store, speaking over top of one another in their excitement.

“God we’re so lucky.” Y/N said quietly.

Lily felt like her heart was a well that was just overflowing with love.

“We really are.” She agreed.

@ttulipwritezz

#marauders era #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #marauders come back be here #reader insert #self insert #sirius black #sirius black x reader #Sirius black x you #Jily #james potter x lily evans #James Potter x lily evans #marauders fix it #diagon alley #ask elle

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yakuzacanons · 4 months

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hi !! could i request some general dating hcs for tachibana ? thank uuu (≧∇≦)/

Anything for our best boy in real estate. Thanks for ur patience, hope you had a happy new year celebration and all that jazz! Mild NSFW down there btw, gang.

Extremely shy and introverted. Doesn't put himself out there a lot, primarily because he's preoccupied with work. He's more likely to meet a significant other via work than anything, if he's being honest.

It likely wouldn't be an immediate click between the two of you. Chances are you two met via some work event or other, maybe you're even his coworker or secretary. Tachibana isn't actually above mixing work with pleasure, although many people think he would be.

Tachibana absolutely plays his cards super close to his chest so he'll hold off confessing for as long as humanly possible. Extremely skilled at gauging situations and is quite calculated in his interactions to see if this could actually turn into something. Type of guy to make you wonder "Was he looking at me?" or "Did he mean to touch my hand or was it just an accident".

Quite a traditional man when it comes to dates. Very much a pick-you-up-take-you-to-dinner type of guy. A good dresser and always polite. Holds off on being physical on the first date. You'll likely get a kiss out of him on the second date though.

It's important that he has a partner who understands what's he's going through and what he's been through. It will take him time to open up to you about the details, but he'll be upfront about the fact that he's by no means a man with a clean slate of a past. If you can accept that as a baseline, then he'll feel much more comfortable about you.

Unlike Majima who will likely not divulge much about his past unless asked, Tachibana will make a point to eventually lay it all out in front of you. In a serious relationship, he feels he can trust you with this knowledge and that in love there's no need for him to keep anything from you.

He's similar to Daigo in that his work is an overpowering force in his life and he's exhausted a lot of the time. He'll make a regular effort to call you from the office on late nights, or if you work in the same place as him he'll regularly check up on you throughout the day.

Out of all the boys, he's the most likely to ask to meet your family someday, especially your parents. Blame it on his difficult past regarding his own family; he's by no means using you and your family as a replacement though. The lack of his own family makes him value the idea of it more.

Despite his outwardly shy demeanor and calm voice, Tachibana is kind of a freak in bed. Certainly not shy when it comes to kinks and can actually top with the best of them.

If you work in the same place as him, office sex WILL happen. It is inevitable. He's kind of always wondered what that would be like as a general fantasy but once he gets a taste, he can't get enough.

Not super physically affectionate in public, mostly a kiss on the hand or cheek kind of guy. At home, he's not much a cuddler but you can absolutely just lean on him whenever. Lean your head on his shoulder, lay your head in his lap, lay your entire body on top of him, he will not mind at all.

One final note: don't make fun of his bedhead in the mornings. It takes effort to get that clean, slickback look, you know. He can't help if he tosses and turns in his sleep!

#majima megaphone moment #yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza headcanons #yakuza imagines #ryu ga gotoku headcanons #ryu ga gotoku imagines #tetsu tachibana #tachibana tetsu #yakuza 0

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transhawks · 1 year

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Not to start shit but even though the whole thing abt touya being the firstborn would affect him given how japan works how is ppl not paying too much attention to that means dabi being misunderstood by readers? That was not the point of his story was it?? I mean the only thing enji denied touya was a normal family life with not abused ppl. And we saw touya feeling the pressure of him needing to be The Best/Strongest so that endvr would at least look at him like??????

I think there's a lot of holdover to pre-reveal, in the sense where a lot of us assumed Dabi was Shouto 2.0. At least I get that sense when I see how much people really like fanon!Dabi.

we assumed that he was abused and forced into training and resentful of it from the start, much like we see Shouto is. (Not saying he was not abused, but the way he was abused and his own perception of it was very different). The assumption was that Touya would have never wanted to be a hero, to do what his dad wanted, etc. The speculation was that Endeavor pushed him harder and harder to meet his expectations when it was the opposite. Enji ran off like a coward, unsure of how to be a real dad, Touya then pushed himself to death trying to retain any bit of his father's attention and love the only way he knew how.

We were very wrong, essentially, and the birth order and cultural expectations only accentuate how much more Touya was willing to follow in his father's footsteps. Where the bulk of his contention with his father was his father's abandonment and inability to be a father to him outside of hero parameters.

That's why Deku's it's your power didn't work. Where Shouto struggled for a sense of self and autonomy outside of Endeavor, that was not what Dabi wanted, Dabi wants his father to choose and see him, he wants his father legacy, his father's love, etc. Yes, he is aware his father is abusive, the whole marriage and premise of their lives was fucked up from the start. But I keep saying just because Touya knows this rationally doesn't mean it really sinks in - he's jealous of Shouto, he wishes he was in his position and outright tells Shouto that Shouto is squandering it.

And yes that means also just his rights as firstborn. Endeavor throwing aside tradition - what did Touya have? Not his dad's love, not his name, not his place in the world. I think this is probably where Western readers struggle most of get how much life has traditionally been decided for you worldwide by your parents.

I think this is why the nepotism debate to me is wild too - people following in their parents' footsteps has always been the norm rather than exception. Japan had a whole caste system originally based on employment for centuries. Your life was defined by your great x10 grandfather was a gardener and you had no choice but to be a gardener too.

Enji destroyed that sort of life for Touya. Our parents love is about so much and a lot of it is about our parents being able to raise us into people who can take on the world. Touya was discarded; the place in the world he should have had as a firstborn was destroyed through his father's ambitions. Enji replaced him not only in his own personal ambitions but in his place as a son.

And again, Touya loved his father. I keep emphasizing this but he is not Shouto and the two have very different relationships to Enji early on. The lack of love back is really exemplified in how much Enji doesn't account for Touya's future and what it looks like to so openly throwaway the expectations you would have in an old titled family like Rei's in favor of the youngest son.

Yeah, I just think the cultural nuance is important here. It adds weight to Touya's devastation and why he wants his father's attention and approval as much as he does.

#asks #dabi #todorokis #meta

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georgie-weasley · 1 year

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Clandestine pt 2 S.B. x Slytherin!Reader

Warnings: Sirius and Regulus have beef but I think that's all. As always let me know if I missed anything

Word Count: 3k

Pairing: Young Sirius Black x Slytherin!Reader

Summary: Ordered by your parents to stay away from Sirius, you two agree to meet in secret. You aren't as sneaky as you thought and get caught and your parents have a life changing surprise for you

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“Darling, your father and I need to speak with you.” The voice of your mother interrupted your reading. It was the summer after your fourth year and you were hoping to get some reading done before Sirius and his family came over. Your mother stood in the archway of the library, waiting.

“Of course Mother. What is it?” You asked, setting your book to the side. As you did this, your parents came into the room and sat on the couch across from you. She kept looking over at your father as if she was confirming this conversation needed to be had.

Your father opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by your mother. “First, how was school this year? Who are your friends?”

That was odd. You wrote letters to them frequently while in school and told them all about your friends. Maybe she was stalling. “Well, Sirius and I are still best friends. He’s tried to introduce me to his friends but I don’t see them that often. I’m fairly good friends with Evan Rosier and Regulus. Why?”

She sighed and with another look at your father, she knew there could be no stalling. “Is there anyone you fancy?”

“No.” Even if there was someone you would never tell them. It was private.

“Well, you’re getting older and soon you will think of someone in a way other than just friendly and when you do, there are some things you need to know.” She patted your leg as she continued. “It is very important that the person you date and one day marry are purebloods as well. And preferably they’ll be from Slytherin as well.”

That’s what they needed to tell you? Why did it matter to them who you dated or when the time came, who you married? Shouldn’t they just want you to be happy? “Why does it matter?”

“We come from a very long line of purebloods and we must uphold that value. We cannot allow our family tree to be tainted by anything less than perfect. As the heir of the family, it is your job to carry that tradition.” Your father said as he stood. He said what he needed to say; there was no reason to stay and debate this.

How stupid. Blood status was nothing important. Maybe it was for them and their parents but it never mattered to you. So many students were brilliant while being the first witch or wizard in the family. Lily Evans was incredible and she was a muggleborn. In fact, she was better than almost everyone else in the school. Sirius had mentioned his parents having a similar belief and part of you wondered if this was something your parents had picked up from them.

“If you are looking for the perfect boy,” your father said in the archway, “Regulus would be an excellent choice.”

This would only be the first of many similar conversations.

The summer was possibly the longest summer of your life. While Regulus and his parents still came around for tea or dinner, Sirius was never there. You didn’t expect him to come since he was kicked out and all but part of you hoped he would show. It’s not like he ever listened to his parents before they kicked him out so there was no reason to start now.

There had been no communications between the two of you either. At one point you think Sirius tried to contact you because that evening your father was throwing letters in the fire. The only thing that kept you going was school starting soon. While they could censor your letters at home and keep you locked away like a prisoner, there was nothing they could do while you were at school.

As soon as the train left the station and you could no longer see your parents, you hunted the train for Sirius. After a few moments, you finally caught sight of him in a room. Almost as if he was alerted to your presence before you made a sound, he looked out the door and locked eyes with you. You barreled into the compartment and threw yourself at him, much like you did the day you first kissed him.

Sirius wrapped his arms around you and held you close, hiding his face in your neck. As soon as his arms surrounded you, your body relaxed. You didn’t know just how tense you’d been the past few months without seeing him and holding him. Finally in his arms, you felt safe. Sirius pulled away just enough to look at your face, memorizing the color of your eyes and the shape of your lips and you did the same. He kissed you softly, his lips parting just a little as he smiled.

“I missed you.” He whispered against your lips. “I haven’t heard from you since school ended.”

He had no idea what happened after he left home. You sighed and climbed off of him, sitting in the seat across from him. The sheer joy you felt when you first saw him was quickly put out. “My parents aren’t very thrilled with your exit from your family.”

Sirius sighed and looked at his lap. “This is what I was worried about. Is that why you haven’t written to me?”

You nodded. “They were reading my letters before I sent them and checked them before I could read them. If they were from you or mentioned you, they were burned. Effective immediately, I’m supposed to cut off all ties from you.”

The compartment was silent except for the sound of your heart pounding in your ears. What if this was the end of everything? Sirius didn’t care about what your parents thought and he sure didn’t care about his. But he did care about you and your relationship with your parents. He wanted you to be loved and cared for like he wasn’t. He didn’t want to be the reason it fell apart. “So what are we going to do?” He was leaving this all up to you. Sirius didn’t want to force you to continue seeing him if it could ruin everything else. Part of you wished he would make the decision for you.

“They can’t do anything while I’m at school. If we just keep it a secret, then we’ll be fine.” You didn’t want to lose Sirius but you didn’t want to lose your parents either. They were flawed but they raised you.

Sirius smiled and seeing it lifted a weight off of your shoulders. He was ok with this. “Then we’ll do that. After all, we snuck around a bit last year. I think we can pull that off.” Sirius grabbed your hands and pulled you back onto his lap. “Since we’re alone right now, I think we should make the most of it.” He smirked and leaned in, planting his lips on yours.

You smiled against his lips, happy that he was alright with the situation but you pulled away. “We won’t be alone for long. I saw James on my way here. The only reason he isn’t here yet is because he probably got distracted by Lily or the snack trolley.” The pout on his lips was hard to ignore but unless you wanted to get caught only minutes into the school year, you would have to leave. “And I need to find your brother.”

“My brother?” Sirius asked, his nose wrinkling in disgust. “Why do you need to see that prat?”

“My parents are still trying to be friends with your parents and since I’m not supposed to see you, their only way in is for Regulus and I to be friends. He’s not that bad, you know.”

Sirius only rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. “I think we might have to agree to disagree. Just don’t get too attached to him.”

You laughed and planted a kiss on his lips before climbing off of him. “I promise. You’re the only one for me.” Before he could protest your leaving, you slipped out the door and headed off to find Regulus.

It was easier than expected. Only a few compartments away you saw him, sitting by himself. As you opened the door and came inside, he looked up from his book. “I see you’re already starting the reading for this year. Anything good?”

Regulus only shook his head and went back to his reading. You had never been very close to the younger Black brother but you two were friendly. You both were in Slytherin and you saw him more than you saw Sirius some days. Regulus was also a pretty good person to spend time with. He was quieter and more relaxed than his brother and he was excellent in school. He was usually kind enough to help you when you had a particularly hard time with a lesson. Assuming he didn’t want to talk, you sat and looked out the window.

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The first few weeks were strange. Usually Sirius came and saw you at least once a day but with this new dynamic, both of you had to stay away from each other. People had noticed this as well. Friends were constantly asking you if something was wrong between the two of you and while you wanted to tell them it was the opposite, you had to play the part. If they told anyone who told someone who could tell your parents, everything could crash and burn.

Not only had you not seen Sirius in public, you hadn’t even seen him in private lately either. After you saw him on the train to school and told him what was happening, you didn’t have much time to see him at all. It was the last year in school and you both had a lot on your plates. Not to mention, your parents were very adamant that you spent time with Regulus.

Finally after three long weeks, the stars aligned and you and Sirius agreed to meet at the astronomy tower at midnight one Saturday. Sneaking out was pretty easy. There were many times you snuck out with Sirius to cause some mischief. You knew all the secret passages and hiding spots by heart at this point.

As silently as you could, you made your way to the top of the Astronomy tower. Sitting by the railing was Sirius. You tried to keep it together and walk slowly and not seem desperate to see him but as soon as he looked over his shoulder and smiled at you, you lost it. You took off running and luckily he jumped to his feet and caught you in his arms, lifting you up and spinning you around. If he had been sitting you might have tackled him to the ground. Sirius didn’t even set you down before his lips crashed into yours. Finally you felt at home.

“I am never going this long without you again.” Sirius whispered against you as he set you back on your feet. His hands gripped your hips and pulled your body flush against his. “Never again.”

You smiled and rested your head on his chest, breathing him in. Distantly you could hear owls hooting and trees rustling in the wind. The September night air was beginning to cool but it was still comfortable. Soon winter would come and snow would cover the ground. Perhaps if either of you were lucky you would be able to sneak into a common room and sit cuddled up by the fire. “I don’t want to leave you ever again. I’ve missed you so much.”

“I see you’re listening to your parents and staying very, very far away from my brother.” There in the doorway, you saw Regulus standing with his arms over his chest. For a moment no one moved. Sirius still had hands on your hips and your arms were still wrapped around his shoulders. There was no avoiding this. Regulus caught you two not only seeing each other but he saw you kissing Sirius. He was going to tell your parents.

“What are you doing here?” Even with the only light coming from the moon, you could see the fire in Sirius’ eyes; he was pissed.

“What I was asked to do which is more than either one of you can say.” Regulus rolled his eyes. “Why don’t you two separate yourselves from each other so we can talk about what’s going to happen next.” Sirius only held you tighter but if he refused to listen, things would only get so much worse. You moved away from Sirius and leaned against the wall, not trusting your legs to hold you up. For one second you felt at home and like everything might be right in the world and in another second it all came crashing down.

“Regulus, please,” you whispered, hiding your trembling hands behind your back. “What are you doing here?”

“Your parents asked me to keep an eye on you. They assumed you would try and talk to Sirius. Of course I don’t think either of them thought you would be shoving your tongue down his throat.” Sirius took a step forward, no doubt ready to fight but your hand on his arm made him stay. “They asked me to tell them if you were breaking the new rule. I wasn’t expecting to need to do that so soon.”

Regulus was your friend and maybe as a friend, he would be on your side. You didn’t have much hope, knowing he was more like his parents than Sirius ever was but you had to try. “Reg, please don’t tell them.”

“Don’t beg him Y/N. He’s not going to listen to you. He’s as slimy as they come. As soon as he leaves he’ll be off to tattle like the perfect son he is.” Sirius hissed.

“I wasn’t planning on telling them.” Regulus rolled his eyes and turned away from his brother to look at you. “Clearly you’re willing to risk getting kicked out of your own family for my brother.” Sirius’ mouth dropped open as he stared at his brother in shock.

“He’s lying! There’s no way this scumbag would ever do something like this! He doesn’t have a heart.”

“Y/N, can I please speak to you away from this oaf?” Regulus huffed out and walked down the stairs and walked into the small hallway outside the stairs. You gave Sirius what you hoped was a reassuring smile as you followed the younger brother out. Once the door closed behind you, Regulus pulled you a little down the hall to make sure Sirius was a safe distance away.

“So you aren’t going to tell my parents?” You asked as soon as he stopped walking.

“No. All I ask is that you try better to be more secretive.”

“You don’t want anything in return? I can do some of your homework or something.” Honestly you would do anything he asked you if he would keep this a secret.

Regulus only shook his head. There was a small sad smile on his face as he looked you over. “You’ve always been a good friend to both of us and despite that idiot getting himself kicked out, he is still my brother. I had no trouble following you here. Just please for all of us, do a better job being sneaky. That’s all I want.” There was a sadness in his eyes and it must have been because of Sirius. They were so close when they were kids and then Sirius was put in Gryffindor and the gap between them grew into a chasm. Carefully and slowly, you wrapped your arms around his middle and pulled him into a hug. He was stiff as a board; hugs were not common in his family and your heart shattered to think of him and his brother growing up without them.

“Thank you Reg.”

He nodded and left, leaving you in the hallway trying to wrap your head around this.

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It took Sirius some convincing for him to believe his brother wasn’t going to expose either of you to your parents but when a week passed and there had been no word from either family, he had no choice but to believe him. True to your word, you and Sirius were sneakier. Remus knew as he also caught you two nights after Regulus did but there was no doubting his support. He let you borrow the Marauder’s Map frequently and with that sneaky map, you had successfully met with Sirius in secret for the past few months without being caught. Your friendship with Remus was an unexpected bonus that came with getting caught. Regulus was another bonus. He still spent a lot of time with you, no doubt trying to do as he was told, but he would conveniently look the other way when Sirius passed you in the hall and touched your arm. Things were starting to look up and you would think you would have learned not to get your hopes up but you didn’t.

Christmas break rolled around and while you wanted to spend it at Hogwarts with Sirius, there was no way you could so you went home. On your last day back, your parents invited the Black family over for dinner because there was an announcement they needed to make. At dinner, Regulus sat next to you in the place that used to be for Sirius. Your mother’s eyes kept darting around the room and she looked everywhere except for you. The one time you caught her gaze, she spun her head to talk to Walburga so quickly you thought she might break her neck.

As dinner ended and everyone ate their desserts, your father stood and cleared his throat. Immediately the room went silent as everyone stared at him. “Good evening. I want to thank you, Orion, Walburga, and Regulus for joining my family for dinner tonight. There is something I wish to announce. After much discussion between Orion and I, we have decided the best way to make sure our families both prosper and continue down the pureblooded and right path. After graduation, Y/N will join the most noble and honorable house of Black and marry Regulus.”

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Willex Red White & Royal Blue AU

So me being me, of course my brain has been toying with a Willex Red White & Royal Blue AU since becoming obsessed with the movie and the book but I don’t think I will actually write it because, though having some changes, it’d still be so close to rwarb that it wouldn’t be that exciting but I thought I’d share my ideas for it for Willex Wednesday this week and you guys can imagine the scenes for yourself without me having to write a whole long fic about it.

So. Long musings to follow (it helps if you know the book/movie but you don’t really need to if you’re just here for some fun willex au though there will be tons of spoilers of course). Also there be some smut here because these are two horny idiots for sure!

Also thanks to @merihn for looking it over and making sure that the changes I've introduced to the rwarb plot fit the new characters.

Okay, here we go.

On the American side we have Caleb as the president (yes, I know, it’s a man now but he would have so much fun being a politician and making everyone his bitch).

Willie is his nephew who has been living with him since his own parents died in a car crash when he was like five. He’s not really that interested in politics per se though he supports the more liberal side of his uncle’s program. Generally though, he dislikes the whole publicity stuff and would be much happier just being an obscure kid skating around. He is, however, out as bisexual. I know that an important part of rwarb-book!Alex’s journey as a character is his discovery of being bisexual but I just cannot picture Willie not knowing he’s attracted to guys. Or being able to hide that. So he knows and the country knows. He mostly tries to stay out of trouble but he doesn’t always quite manage.

Rose Molina is Caleb’s Vice President (with Ray as her puppy husband who’s too nice for politics, really) and so Willie and Julie live together in the White House and are best friends. Julie’s other best friend is Flynn (they go to the same college?) so they mostly hang out as a trio.

Willie has been slightly into Prince Alexander from the British Royals since he was a teen, ever since seeing a poster of him in some teen magazine (because I love that bit from the book!!). Although I’ve also been toying with the idea of him discovering him much earlier and including him in his childhood games, ie. saving or being saved by Prince Alexander and stuff like that. Very innocent of course but I think it’d be cute.

But the first time he actually meets him at some official thing (Melbourne Climate Conference ;D) goes really poorly.

Switching over to the British side: Alex is of course our repressed English prince. If I actually wrote the thing it’d mean finding a bit of a new voice for him that’s a blend of jatp!Alex and rwarb!Henry but for this little headcanon thing, it doesn’t really matter all that much.

Alex’s grandfather is the king, his parents are both still alive and massive assholes and very overbearing. He has an older brother (let’s keep Philip) who is also an ass. And he used to have a sister but she died (switching up the rwarb trauma backstory wound but it makes more sense for me with canon jatp stating his parents were ‘not really cool’). His sister was the only one in the family he really got along with and trusted so now she’s dead he’s even more isolated. He is, naturally, gay as a maypole but of course he hides that because he has to maintain the traditional royal image and also because of anxiety.

Getting back to that first meeting of Alex and Willie: Alex basically falls in love/into attraction with Willie at first sight but also knows it is a VERY bad idea so he tries to keep as far away from him as possible. Also it’s shortly after his sister died and the Palace insists on parading him around so he’s just generally not in a good state and being a panicky prick, basically.

For Willie though, it reads as ‘of course the pretty prince is really just a stuck up elite and entitled white boy who’s a massive homophobe (and also maybe a racist).” An impression that is cemented afterwards because Alex keeps on avoiding him.

Since Willie isn’t that confrontational, I think he’d go about his rivalry a little differently than rwarb!Alex, so I just picture him and Julie, with Flynn’s invaluable help, starting to prank Alex whenever possible. Nothing too serious because he’s still a British prince and they can’t afford an international incident (hah!) but just in a subtle way that could almost be accidental.

Alex does realise what’s going on but he’s almost relieved because if Willie dislikes him there’s less chance of bad things happening between them (ie kissing). So he plays along with the animosity and acts the petty prick around Willie so Willie will never ever become a danger to him and his hidden homosexuality.

And then, of course, they topple into a cake at a Royal wedding (Phillip’s) and suddenly have to play nice with each other. Maybe the whole cakecate is less Willie being confrontational and more they crash into the cake because maybe Willie wasn’t looking where he was going and stumbled and grabbed the nearest thing to stabilise himself (Alex) but they just both topple the cake in the progress. The end result, however, is the same: they’re on the floor, covered in cake, and the whole world gets to see and laugh and there is an international incident after all.

I’ve cast Aunt Victoria in Zahra’s role as campaign manager. Different vibe than in rwarb but I think her mixture of affection for the children and strictness could work really well here. I’m not sure if she’s actually Rose’s sister but she does have all the children call her Tia anyway. Couldn’t really find a match for Shaan in jatp canon so he stays as Alex’s equerry (aka personal assistant). They can totally have a love affair on the side as well. Good for you, Victoria!

Anyway, Willie gets sent over to London to do damage control and to pretend he and Alex have been best friends for ages. Willie does not look forward to it. Alex is getting slightly panicky but tells himself everything will be fine. Because it’s going to be totally fine, right? Sure …

They do the photo ops and interviews, hiding their animosity behind polite petty backstabbing, and then go to visit sick children in the hospital for a PR thing and then get shoved into a closet together at the perceived threat of a gunman (really just a kid bringing fireworks for a friend). I’ve cast Dante and Fuego as Willie’s secret service agents, btw.

So, closet time. Willie is not happy but Alex is now really having a panic attack so Willie helps him through it, because Alex may be a dick but panic attacks are no jokes. A little bonding experience but not the talk they have in rwarb.

Still, once Willie is back in the states he starts texting Alex to check up on him (I guess they officially swapped phone numbers for the whole ‘pretending to be friends’ thing) and they start talking.

Alex knows it’s a bad idea to get closer to Willie but Willie is very insistent and charming and hard to say no to so they talk more and more and Alex lets more and more of his real personality shine through and Willie is fascinated how different Alex, the guy in his phone, is to Prince Alexander. So far, it’s just a bit of fun for Willie, and he keeps the flirting light. But he loves the sarcasm and intelligence and honesty he gets to see from Alex.

Alex, of course, just falls deeper in love with him and suffers.

Also I think Willie is the only person really calling him “Alex” instead of “Alexander” aside from his sister (dead) and his best mates, Luke and Reggie (yes, that makes them British. Yes, I can’t really picture that either. Just go with it. Or maybe they’re American exchange students who stuck around. I’m sad to say they’re not all that important here so just go with whatever version you prefer). And I think that is not very helpful for Alex.

At Willie and Julie’s famous New Year Party, Alex is required to put in an appearance and things are going fine even though Alex has to struggle hard to hide how much he is in love with Willie. Flynn totally clocks it though. And Luke and Reggie already know of course (they were brought along as moral support and so they can meet the girls).

Since their friends helpfully ignore them and abscond, Alex and Willie talk a lot. Willie tries to get Alex to dance, but although Alex loves dancing, he doesn’t really do that in public so he’s a bit stiff and reluctant.

At the chime of midnight, though, things fall apart (how fairytale of them) because Alex watches Willie being kissed by random people, both girls and guys, and he flees the party tent, unable to handle it. Only Willie gets the absolutely wrong idea. Because he thinks that his first impression of Alex as a stuck up homophobe was the right one. That Alex went along with the texting and chatting only for as long as he wasn’t reminded of Willie’s queerness but the moment he sees him kissing a guy, it’s all back.

So he follows Alex, intent on confronting him but when he accuses Alex of being homophobic, out there in the snow, Alex just laughs a little hysterically and denies it (hello beloved squeaky voice). Willie doesn’t believe him and pushes and then Alex’s brain short circuits, he says “Okay” and he kisses him.

It has the desired effect of shutting Willie up but of course that kiss was exactly what Alex had tried to avoid so he flees once again. Now the whole continent.

Willie, on the other hand, calls in an emergency meeting with Julie and Flynn the next day (both of whom are very sad that Luke and Reggie disappeared along with the prince) to discuss what happened. Flynn immediately claps her hand and smugly declares that she called that, Julie is swept up in the romance of it until Flynn reminds everyone that “honey, princes aren’t allowed to be gay.”

Except Willie doesn’t want to accept that because now he’s been kissed he can’t stop thinking of Alex. Or rather, he realises that that has been the case for so long he can’t even remember when it started. And he definitely wants to be kissed again. And kiss back. And do other things to Alex.

Alex ignores all texts and calls though and drives Willie near mad but he does appear, as promised, at the state dinner thing as Willie’s guest some weeks later. He avoids Willie but Willie gets Dante to help him arrange a clandestine meeting in an adjacent room and while Alex steels himself to stammer his way through an awkward apology, Willie hardly lets him say anything at all before kissing the living daylights out of him. And Alex is utterly unable to resist Willie.

They get interrupted but Willie tells him to come to his room at midnight where he wants to do bad things to him.

Midnight comes and passes and Willie gets more and more antsy, worried he may have gotten everything wrong after all but maybe ten minutes later, there’s a hesitant knock at his door.

“You’re late” - “I know. I wasn’t sure if this wasn’t all a big mistake.” - “And now?” - “Now I know it’s a big mistake but I don’t seem able to care.”

Willie grins happily and pulls him inside and continues to kiss the living daylights out of Alex, who kisses him back with a mixture of reservation and desperation that Willie finds very intoxicating. Just like his responsiveness to Willie giving him a blowjob. Alex doesn’t return the favour but he does help him get off with his very nice hand so Willie doesn’t mind. He only regrets it a little bit that it wasn’t the hand with the signet ring because that would have been even hotter.

They have the talk about keeping things casual and for Willie, that’s truly his intention. Alex, of course, already knows he’s in love but he thinks it will be fine as long as Willie doesn’t return his feelings, he’s only hurting himself after all, and he truly doesn’t expect Willie to fall in love with him so they’re totally fine, right? Sure …

They manage to hook up again at Alex’s charity polo match, and Willie is the one taking the lead again, Alex mostly just responding very enthusiastically.

It’s when they’re meeting up in Paris (I forgot the book reason, the movie doesn’t give one so who really cares) that Willie asks Alex how long he’s known he’s gay.

“Just slightly longer than I knew princes aren’t supposed to be gay. Or if they are, they certainly aren’t allowed to act on it.”

Willie declares that to be bullshit and teases Alex that surely he didn’t follow that verdict. And is very surprised when Alex says that he did indeed do just that (divergence from rwarb!Henry but at least in this verse, I don’t see Alex doing casual hook-ups what with his anxiety and the pressure from his family).

“So …”

“So I only kissed one other boy before you. When I was five. Which was when my parents sat me down and explained how it was my duty to never ever do that again because it would upset everyone very much and surely I didn’t want that.”

“So that first time we …”

“...was indeed my first time,” Alex admits.

Willie is shocked and he also suddenly gets the whole reservation/desperation thing Alex has going on.

“You totally had me fooled,” Willie says, a little impressed.

“I’ve had a lot of practice pretending to be things I’m not, darling. Although you make it very hard to pretend anything around you.”

Since they actually have use of a hotel room this time around, Willie is now determined to give Alex a proper first time. So he proposes that they ‘make love’ and Alex is very nervous but also very determined. He tries telling himself that it won’t change anything. That it won’t change anything for Willie. That he’s just being nice to him. Sure …

Except Willie very much falls in love with Alex, even if he doesn’t quite admit it to himself yet. Besides, Alex wants to keep it casual, right? He’s probably just using Willie to finally get some dick. Which Willie can’t even blame him for. So it’s fine, right? Sure …

Willie offers to bottom but Alex surprises him when he says he wants to feel Willie inside of him.

“You sure?” - “Just because I haven’t had sex with another person yet doesn’t mean I haven’t experimented.”

Willie nearly combusts trying to imagine Alex “experimenting.”

They do in fact make love and it’s way more intimate than either of them thought possible. Cue very important image of Alex urging Willie deeper with a hand pressing down on the small of his back ;P

And then it’s back to long distance texting and calling. Alex starts writing emails to Willie which he never sends. He just needs to pour out his longing and love and thoughts somehow, keeping them out of the actual texts he swaps with Willie, which are carefully just horny and not soft.

They hook up again some time later, which is when Aunt Victoria busts them and nearly has a heart attack and does a lot of swearing in Spanish and forces Willie to tell his uncle.

Caleb, the gossip loving bitch, is honestly impressed by Willie managing to hook up with a real prince but as the president, he does have to caution Willie not to fuck everything up and to figure out if he feels forever about Alex because a relationship like that will define his life one way or another. But Willie isn’t really sure about that at that point. Because while Paris blew his mind, he and Alex are back to being vaguely casual about everything so who knows what’s actually going on here. He sure doesn’t.

Except then one fateful day Alex is maybe a little drunk or maudlin (maybe something to do with his sister’s death anniversary or something else that triggered that) and lets it slip that these emails exist. And of course Willie immediately needs to read ALL of them and needles and prods Alex until Alex goes “fuck it” and sends them, immediately regretting it and closing his laptop and burying himself in his bed to hide.

And Willie, well, he is overwhelmed by this deepest truth Alex just revealed to him. The emails paint a picture of him he hardly dares believe is truly how Alex sees him. They contain all of Alex’s love and his hurts and thoughts about the monarchy and they are so truly and utterly Alex that their shared texts so far pale by comparison. And Alex shared all of that with him. Laid himself bare. Opened himself completely to Willie, body and heart and soul.

It does a pretty solid number on him and for a few days he is actually just truly overwhelmed (because canon Willie doesn’t handle things getting serious all that well, does he?) and doesn’t know what to say to Alex.

Except he misses Alex more than ever before (and yes, all the while Alex suffers acutely from thinking he just ruined it all).

Willie eventually texts back and invites Alex to hang out at his uncle’s luxury cabin in the woods for labour day weekend where they can really talk (he can also bring Luke and Reggie because Julie and Flynn will be there as well and they demanded he ask for Alex to bring his friends).

Alex is convinced it’s a bad idea but he goes anyway. Luke and Reggie might convince him for purely selfish reasons because they want to hang out with the girls, but Alex is also too desperate to see Willie again even though he is 100% sure it’s a very bad idea.

Things are new and strange between them but also softer than ever before and while Alex panics inside about the possibility of Willie actually, inexplicably falling in love with him, he is also unable to tear himself away.

They have a great weekend together and go into a bar in town, trying for incognito but the whole Secret Service and Alex’s bodyguards thing is a bit on the nose (plus everybody was warned away from filming them etc, you know, super not suspicious). Willie falls even deeper in love when he watches Alex absolutely killing it at karaoke (after some vodka shots or many). That man can both sing and move when he forgets he is being watched and Willie is not okay!

Alex only drank all the alcohol because he tried to shut up the voices in his head worrying about the whole ‘this wasn’t supposed to get serious’ thing.

But it’s fine, right? Sure …

And then the next day has Willie just about saying out loud that he is in love with Alex, except Alex flees again before Willie can get the words out. First the bathing platform and then the continent. Again. Luke and Reggie are not happy but mostly they’re just worried.

Alex disappears into his cocoon phase, determined to nip the whole thing in the bud even though it seems a little late and he really shouldn’t have let it get that far.

Willie goes crazy over Alex’s radio silence and while Flynn is all in favour of pranking Alex in retaliation and enacting some kind of revenge, Julie suggests he should use his air miles and go to London and maybe talk to Alex first. Flynn suggests he take some eggs with him just in case. He doesn’t of course. I’m not sure you can even import eggs to the UK from America in your carry-on luggage.

Anyway. So Willie flies to London and storms a palace in the rain to confront his prince. It goes pretty much as in the movie, with Alex declaring he can’t afford to have a relationship because of the whole prince thing. And that this has been a big mistake from the beginning and he shouldn’t have done it and Willie was never supposed to fall in love with him. That he was never meant to get hurt in this.

“What about you?” - “It was always too late for me.”

Except Willie doesn’t back down and while he isn’t as forceful as rwarb!Alex in that scene, he uses his pitiable puppy dog eyes, and the shivering and hugging himself to full effect and sadly declares that he will only go if Alex directly tells him to go.

Cue “Don’t make me” and Willie getting the first inkling of hope that Alex will not actually be able to tell him to go. And of course Alex can’t.

Instead he takes him to the Victoria & Albert museum and tells him how he always wanted to bring someone he loved here and dance with him amidst the statues. He starts dancing on his own, slowly, without music, but then Willie pulls up a song on his phone and draws Alex into his arms and dances with him and it is everything Alex always wanted and Alex decides that he cannot lose this. Cannot lose Willie. They’re both determined to make it work somehow and Alex sends Willie home with his signet ring while he receives the key to Willie’s childhood home in return that Willie is always wearing (and hey, isn’t that a neat coincidence that Willie canonically already comes equipped with a key?! ;D)

They keep writing emails to each other, baring their souls, and then of course these same emails get hacked and published for the whole world to read.

In place of Miguel in the movie, I imagine the creepy Hollywood Ghost Club guy maybe worked on Caleb’s campaign and had a crush on Willie but when he made his move on him, Willie declined. He did not take that well, left the campaign and started working as a sleazy journalist who somehow gets hold of a picture or video of Alex and Willie at that karaoke bar and puts the clues together.

And it’s bad for Willie, because it is an invasion of his privacy but at least the world already knew he was also into guys. It just learns how much Willie hates being in the spotlight and misses the freedom of just skating down the street like a normal guy again.

It’s so much worse for Alex though because now his whole careful prince persona is absolutely shattered and everyone knows the deepest secrets of his heart. That he is gay. That he can be a sarcastic little shit (which princes are also not supposed to be). That he loves literature, music and dance. And that he hates being a prince and thinks the monarchy is an antiquated institution. It’s all out there for everyone to read and he is sure that everybody absolutely hates him now.

The palace forbids any communication and they take away Alex’s phone and Willie is once more driven crazy with the radio silence although he is very sure that this time it’s not Alex’s decision and that Alex is doing much worse because he doesn’t even have a supportive family that stands behind him as he does (because Caleb, Victoria and the Molinas + Flynn are all absolutely there for him).

He makes the speech from the movie, confirming the relationship and rallying against the invasion of privacy and Alex’s forced, non-consensual outing, and reminding the world that this has always been at the heart of the queer liberation movement, the right to decide when or if to come out. He braces the journalists and the camera flashes and gives that speech even though he hates giving speeches and hopes that Alex sees it. So he knows that nothing has changed for Willie. That he still loves him and stands by him. Even if the whole world turns against them.

Victoria finally manages to get Alex on the phone for Willie thanks to Shaan and Alex is Very Not Okay and even through the phone Willie can hear that Alex is close to a panic attack again. He immediately leaves for London.

The rest pretty much goes as in the movie. Alex and Willie are called in to talk to the king (Alex’s parents being present and being very judgemental) and His Majesty tries to convince Alex to deny everything and pretend it is all fake and a ruse to destroy his reputation etc yada bla but (since a sister is not at hand) I think Shaan comes in on the heels of the palace guy talking to the king and alerts Alex to the crowds gathering in support outside Buckingham Palace. Alex finally stands up to his parents and grandfather and he and Willie officially declare their relationship in front of the crowd.

They are very happy.

There might also be some election stuff going on but tbh, I’m not all too concerned with that.

Also, at some point, Willie asks Alex if he wants to have kids and Alex says no because whatever happens, his life will never be normal and he doesn’t want that for his kids. He never wanted to give any heirs to the institution of the British monarchy and even considered sterilisation to make sure of that. He might still go through with that. Also, selfishly, if he abdicates and escapes he wants to live the life he always wanted, which is absolutely fine with Willie. They can be cool gay uncles to all of their friends’ kids without tying themselves down too much, rejecting the heteronormative happy ending with 2.5 kids and a picket fence, and instead enjoying their freedom.

So that’s the Willex Red White & Royal Blue AU I won’t write. Except for giving you 4.4k of headcanons for it ;D

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It’s only a beginning (Ardeth Bay x fem!reader)

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Paring: Ardeth Bay x fem!O’Connell!reader

Universe: The Mummy (1999) / The Mummy Returns (2001)

Word Count: 1777

Requested: @omgsuperstarg mentioned that they would like to read about wedding with Ardeth - so here it is!

Warnings: mention of food, crying. The phrase in italic at the end means that it is said in Arabic. I tried to show wedding traditions in Egypt and it could work out very poorly. I did online research, but there can be mistakes. I didn’t mean to offend anybody, but if it happens, please tell me, and I’ll try to fix this immediately.

If I forgot about anything feel free to write to me. Your wellbeing is important to me!

Summary: The one when the day they both wished for finally come.

Even if she knew traditions came along with weddings, being in the centre of it felt completely different. Since Ardeth decided to unofficially propose, a lot has happened. Every free time she had, she spent it on learning Arabic - it didn't matter that they could speak in English, and she knew that his parents also knew that language. But she's going to live with his people. She would be the wife of their chieftain, so she thought about it as one of her responsibilities. She was a bundle of nerves when she met his parents for the first time. She remembered the kind smile of Ardeth's father, a smile so familiar to her lover’s smile that she had seen so many times. His mother carefully watched her. Miss O'Connell knew she was not fond of the thought that her son wanted to marry a foreign girl. However, she saw how this girl looked at Ardeth - like he hung all the stars in the sky. Taking a deep breath, Miss Connell looked at his parents and smiled shyly.

"May I?" - She knew the position of women in this world, but she saw that they were very welcoming. At his father's nod, she started talking. "I know that I am a stranger. I know... My knowledge about your culture has gaps, but I want to learn. I love Ardeth. I love him more than life itself. And I want to make him happy. I know how important you and your people are to him. And I swear I will do everything in my power to make it work. I'm not saying that I won't make mistakes. But I'll try, and I can only ask for your patience and help." - She felt Ardeth's calloused fingers gently caressing her hand and giving it a smooth squeeze. She watched his parents, who exchanged looks and smiled softly.

"My dear… It will be hard. The elders are demanding and traditional - they will try to find a mistake in your every move." The O'Connell girl bites her lip, afraid of rejection from the most important people in her lover's life. She squeezed his hand, looking down. - But I see that my son could not find a better woman to be his wife. You already showed that you are a warrior, like us, Medjai. There will be so much responsibility on your shoulders as a wife of a chieftain. You will need to win favour with older women, but you have an ally in us. - she looked at the older man and smiled brightly, not believing completely that they accepted her.

"You both have our blessing, my children." O'Connell moved her eyes at Mrs Bay, and even if she didn't cry a lot in her life, she couldn't help gathering tears. She looked at Ardeth, who smiled tenderly at her. Miss O'Connell didn't even notice when she stood up and hugged the older woman, who laughed in surprise. She held the young girl close to her, already used to the thought of having one more daughter.

From this meeting, they started preparing for the engagement and wedding. Men have started talking about mahr and shabka. Even if she wanted to protest, just one look at Ardeth was enough to stop it. She knew that he only wanted to fulfil the traditions of his people, and he just wanted to give her everything the best in this world. Not long after their contract was prepared and signed, preparation for their engagement started. It felt like preparing for two weddings, and even though she was shitless stressed, she couldn't wait to spend her life with Ardeth. Memories of Ardeth presenting her shabka were still alive. She was surprised by how generous he was with his gifts. All of this gold jewellery felt like too much. However, one look into his eyes showed her how important it was to him. And it really was important to him - she soon will be his wife, the wife of a chieftain, and he wanted all the people to know it. She felt the need to hold him close and kiss him senselessly, but it was impossible since they were around so many people. Looking into his dark eyes, she felt her heart beating fast and firmly. She couldn't tear her eyes from him throughout the evening, and when they put rings on the fingers of their right hands, she couldn't stop smiling. And then they sat together, holding each other's hands. Her eyes moved on their rings too much to not be seen by Ardeth. And he only could proudly smile at the sight of his silver ring and her modest gold band.

Their life didn't slow after this. They found a place to live on their own, and Ardeth took care to prepare it for them. She hated that they couldn't spend any minute alone, but she tried to respect his tradition. Thank goodness she had Rick and Evy, who would cover them up once in a while. These small kisses stolen in hiding taste amazing and only made them both even more impatient. She spent a lot of time with Ardeth's mother and other females in his family - she wanted to learn from them as much as she could to make his people accept her and do everything to make him happy. She wanted to be a good wife and good chieftainess. She spent hours trying to cook or learning a way to heal people. It was a great surprise to her when his mother and cousins prepared laylat al-henna for her, and it was probably one of the most beautiful nights of her life. Astonishing patterns decorated her hands and feet when her future family talked, sang and danced. It was the time when she felt truly accepted by them all, after a rocky start, when they wanted to check if she was fit to be a wife to their chieftain.

And then the most essential day finally came. Who couldn't believe how colourful and loud this day was, but the only thing she could think of was Ardeth. When she saw him in the crowd in his ceremonial robes her heart stopped for a moment. She found his dark eyes and couldn't help but smile. And his reaction was the same - he could be a chieftain to twelve tribes of Medjai, he could fight the creature twice, but seeing her in traditional robes took his breath away. She couldn't stop smiling and blushing at the same time when they exchanged oaths and signed the marriage contract in front of Maa'zoun and their closest family. After all the formalities were done, a colourful procession started. She could tell that most of the village was celebrating with them. She watched people dancing and singing when Rick led her to her husband. They took off her veil, and she held Ardeth's hand. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, making her close her eyes for a few seconds. When she opened them again, he was attentively watching, and she could tell that this was an emotional day, not only for her. She squeezed his hand, smiling with a desire to kiss him, but in her look was the promise of this, when they only will be alone. The procession started again, just as the music led them to the reception. She couldn't count the kinds of food at the tables and guests that came to give them their wishes or pinch her knee, which made her squeal at the beginning, to the happiness of people around. She made Rick, Jonathan and Alex dance with her. She even succeeded in asking to dance for Ardeth's father, and tears gathered in her eyes when he called her daughter. Her favourite ones were dances with Ardeth. She couldn't shake off the feeling of being loved, protected, and beautiful in his arms. This feeling didn't leave her whole day, especially when she caught him looking at her.

She thought her heart would burst from her chest when they came to the part with switching the rings. She looked straight into Ardeth's eyes when she slowly put off the ring she gave him on their engagement and put it again on his left hand. She watched him doing the same, and then he gently lifted her hand and placed a kiss just upon her wedding ring. His look was so intimidating that she couldn't help but gently touch his cheek, placing a small kiss on the second one and whispering: "I love you".

They had fun for long hours, spending time with their families and people from the village. And then, when nobody was looking or like the newlyweds thought nobody was looking, they just sneaked out to their new home. Ardeth quickly took her in his arms and carried her over the threshold. She quietly laughed, wrapping her arms around him and her hand unconsciously finding its way into his hair. They didn't need words, just looking into their eyes at each other was enough for them. She leaned down, kissing him softly, and everything came to them completely natural. They found a way to their bedroom, and without a rush, they took off each other's clothes and started exploring their bodies. They worship and praise another person, knowing that now nothing can stop them. And just before the morning, she snuggled into his naked side with a lazy smile on her face. She felt his toned chest under her palm and his calloused fingers slowly caressing her back. Ardeth rested his cheek against the top of her head, smiling.

"My love?" The silence of the night was broken by his raspy voice, and she hummed softly. "I feel like I waited for you for centuries… and I'm endlessly glad that Allah finally allowed our paths to cross." He moved his head and kissed her forehead softly.

"Oh, darling…" She rose in her forearm and looked into his eyes. "We waited for each other a long time, but now we have our whole lives. And I have the feeling that this is only a beginning because my love for you won't stop even after death." Ardeth gently pulled away from a lock of hair from her face, smiling lovingly.

"I will love you to the end of time." He gently cupped her cheek and kissed her deeply.

And their love lasted much longer than their lives - there were soulmates destined to find each other more than once, from ancient times to today. And they always found themselves, no matter what fate threw at them, and every time their love won.

Author’s note: Thank you so much for reading! If it’s not too much trouble, I would love to hear your thoughts about it. Any feedback is greatly appreciated and motivate me to work.

I am sorry about every grammar mistake and misspellings. English is not my first language.

Klaudia 💜

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carrie-tate · 1 year

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It's already a tradition, when I'm too fond of some fandom, I create a new character xD

Wakfu is no exception

Meet Karin! Nothing more than a minor character for the plot of the animated series, but she has a story! (more about her + a couple of sketches under "keep reading")

Our "Yugo and friends" group is walking (this filler-style plot of the original would have happened somewhere in the first season before meeting Adamai) through some nameless village. The streets are busy, everyone is doing something (perhaps due to some important event in the style of the harvest season and now EVERYONE is busy)

And then through the noise of the crowd comes barely audible sobs

It's clear that the two most heroic bros, Dally and Yugo, will run to the rescue, because… This is exactly what heroes do xD The rest follow them without much enthusiasm.

And there they find Karin, a little child sitting on a shabby stool, sitting and crying.

And since, due to her young age and in general, due to the fact that our company is clearly not very good at calming children (I clearly see how Dally just at some point says something in the style of "If someone offends you, just tell me, I'll show them!" and waves Rubilax in all directions, which only scares the child (and for which he receives a flick from Evangeline))

As a result, in order to understand whose child it is and who to lead it and what to do with it, they are more likely to turn to someone with a question (Why not, the village is small, everyone knows each other) whose it is

and I also clearly see a picture of how Ruel seems to be trying to calm the child (well, let's be honest that his heart is not so stone as to calmly watch a small child crying who did not annoy him with anything) he just sits next to him in the style of "well, well, that's it okay, don't cry please" and in the end Karin will cry already in his coat x'> and grab it with a stranglehold. I think she will end up falling asleep while Yugo and the others ask around who she is. So sorry, Ruel, but you will either have to wake up the child (which kind-hearted ladies in the person of Amalia and Eva will not allow you, because "the baby has already suffered so much!"), Or take her in your arms, and given that she is not baby, that's a bit heavy xd

It turns out that recently (the fire that destroyed the house along with her parents) Karin is an orphan, and there is no one to take care of the girl, and she has been crying for the last three days (well, I think for obvious reasons)

And that the child seems to have some distant uncles-aunts, but they live too far away, and there is no one to take her there

and here Yugo turns on the "help all the unfortunate" mode, and he will be able to convince the others to help the girl solely because they are on their way to that distant village

(and I'm sure Ruel with his enutrof habits will also be able to arrange for them to get some sort of supply cart for them to take care of the kid)

in short, with a higher probability, nothing so directly interesting would have happened on their way from point a to point b

except perhaps the experience of our company to look after a child and, in general, to feel the power of responsibility for someone's life x'>

I'm sure she'll love Az

she will try to squeeze him because "BIRDEY!"

he will obviously not be happy but Yugo is like "please, she just calmed down-"

Amalia plays princesses with her, or rather tries to dress up like a princess or do something noble but it even seems to me that an attempt to play a knight with a rubilax (from which Dally will be a little shocked because how this child stole his sword so easily xD) will be more interested in her

By the way…

in the end (well, let's say the path will take two days from point a to point b)

Early morning, everyone is sleeping, and Karin is like "I woke up" then

WOW BUTTERFLY

although in the eyes of the child she immediately turned into a terrible dragon, which she, as a "knight", needs to defeat

And she grabs Rubilax like that and climbs out of the cart into the forest for a butterfly

Then Dally notices her, who will notice this only when the girl hides in the thicket of the forest. there is a moment in the style of a smooth awareness of what happened

like "what is this..? ah, it's Karin running into the woods… then ok… stop. KARIN RUNNING INTO THE WOODS!"

Meanwhile, a dialogue takes place between Rubilax and Karin, where Shushu, without much problem, talks to the child to release him. (something like: "Do you want to become a real knight, huh?")

How the battle ends up:

It seems that everyone is already in a fight, while trying not to harm, because, she is a child, Rubilax realizes that Karin does not listen to him at all (because manipulating a child is a bad thing)

and most of her punches are in the style of "Turn around while her tail BAM and Dally flies into a tree"

then it still flies into her in a serious way, she gets scared and in general looks … well, scared

and in the end everything is decided by conversations like "Everything will be fine, just let us get this muck out of your head"

(in the background, rubilax swears because he is unlucky with all these possessions x'>

+ some sketches

#art #oc #wakfu oc #wakfu

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randomfoggytiger · 1 year

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BILL SCULLY, Junior and Senior (and Charlie?)

Bill Scully, Jr. and Sr., were interesting to dig into. Usually in meta conversations, Captain Scully is exacting, harsh, or insensitively exacting of his children while Bill Jr. is groomed to become "the man of the house" and becomes an arrogant bully instead. Both of them are a little more nuanced than that. More interesting than that, though, is how different the two of them are from each other: while father and son do share characteristics, they both have more in common with Dana Scully (post here) than each other.

Furthermore, Bill Scully the Younger One shocked the socks off of me by being an ISFJ-- the "motherly" Type rooted in tradition, faith, and servitude-style support. Which really shouldn't have, because all Types can be a pain; but it also explains why Scully had SO MUCH PATIENCE with him that she didn't have with Melissa.

(Spoiler: Charlie also pops in at the end, though I don't have enough data to type him.)

**Note**: This was written late, quick, and dirty-- there will be typos; but I'll drop in and edit them out later.

Bill Scully, Jr., the ISFJ

(**Disclaimers**: Bill is an unpleasant man; and there are plenty of ISFJs who are loving and adorable and don't, I don't know, pick fights with other people. I tried to paint him accurately here~.)

All Types have 8 main functions in their stack that explain in what orders their brain operate and process information.

The Hero Function: This function is the most effortless of the stack of eight, the “superhero” if you will. Introverted Sensing (Si for short) is focused on duty, responsibility, security, and tradition, meaning ISFJs uphold the values of the generations before them more comfortably than they do conforming to the new standards of the modern generation. They are drawn to military or service jobs, working in their communities and abroad to keep everyone safe.

ISFJs can become annoying if they constantly harp on doing things "the old way" or try to enforce their rules with authoritarian dictatorship (ex. turning off the wifi if others don't go to church.) BUT what's fascinating is that Bill's "overbearing" tendencies work perfectly for Maggie and Melissa-- both are SP types (see here and here), which are very "live in the moment" and less "think of the consequences that will have on our traditions." Both are important to have in mind; and Bill seems to get along great with his mother and has a picture of his sister that not even Scully had, so it would seem both women were on great terms with Bill the Second.

The Parent Function: The Parent Function serves as the pessimistic guide to checkmate the enthusiastic, optimistic Hero. Extroverted Feeling (Fe for short) is about ethics, reinforcing bonds, and accepting, including, and supporting others-- and it's Bill's salvation from himself. ISFJs use Fe to care for their families, going out of their way to meet their emotional needs and anticipate their wants or desires.

The problem begins with immaturity-- if these Types have not grown or developed as people, they expects others to conform to their rules in gratitude for their efforts. Unfortunately, Bill falls into this category: for as much as he tried to support his sister during her cancer and infertility, his mind would always loop back to her responsibilities to the family and to him.

THIS is the primary difference between ISTJ Scully and her ISFJ brother: he carefully walks through life with the responsibilities of his family on his back, willingly shouldering them and providing for others but expects them to pitch in as well. Scully is not emotionally vulnerable; and she spends her life sorting and solving systems rather than personal or familial problems. Bill interprets this distance as neglect and scolds her about duty and responsibility (especially to Mulder over her family.)

Another difference between Scully and Bill is how they communicate: ISTJ Scully communicates directly-- saying what she means and meaning what she says-- whereas ISFJ Bill would rather hem and haw and throw looks or hints rather than get into a head-on fight... unless thoroughly provoked. During the Gethsemane dinner, he let her go to Mulder while only telegraphing his frustration with his body language;

and in A Christmas Carol he kept nudging his sister to participate in family activities until he was finally fed up and asked her why she was avoiding them. Even when he was chastising her about Emily and Melissa, Bill's anger is intense but never aggressive while Scully is confrontational and ready to stand her ground and fight.

The Child Function: The most idealistic of the functions is also the function that is the most vulnerable to "abuse." Introverted Thinking (Ti for short) is deductive logic independent of others' output. ISFJs have a "miracle" for truth-- everything is simple for them, with a childlike ability to see past everyone's walls and lies to themselves and others and tell it like it is. When Bill confronted Scully about her cancer in Gethsemane, he saw through her facade and down into the core of why she avoided discussing her cancer: "You think you can cure yourself." Scully, discomfited that her brother had correctly stripped away her defenses and exposed her last, pitiful hope, turned the conversation into another avenue; but Bill was correct--

he'd only spent a handful of hours in her company and had seen into her soul in a way that not even Mulder had (because he cannot see past her walls, needing clear communication from her-- post here.) It's a powerful tool Bill used again during the Emily arc-- understanding that Scully was, indeed, afraid she was projecting her infertility griefs onto this little girl; and providing her "proof" that Melissa wasn't Emily's mother. (However, the situation fell apart rapidly after that; and Bill removed himself from the fight entirely when Mulder appeared and tried to set everything right-- though not without resentment at her partner.)

The Inferior Function: The 4th function where vanity, insecurity, and powerful, short-term excellence lies. Extroverted Intuition (Ne for short) deals with metaphysics and the future of humanity as a whole. ISFJs are afraid of the "what ifs", needing someone to stand with them shoulder-to-shoulder and take on the world. They want life to have concrete, identifiable boundaries; and, when life inevitably doesn't, ISFJs grow fearful and, without maturity, fall into toxic patterns (see Demon function section below.) ISTJ Scully shares this same Inferior Function; but while she has learned that their fear needs to be turned into faith to be conquered, Bill has yet to embrace that lesson. Instead, he views Mulder as the embodiment of change and unpredictability and takes his emotions and reactions out on him.

With mature reflection, perhaps he will think over his actions and realize the root cause of his issues isn't with others or how they've "ruined everything"-- it's with himself.

The Nemesis Function: The 5th function is where an ISFJ's worry lies. Extroverted Sensing (Se for short) is a hyper-focus on the "now", driving a Type to achieve their goals and give others good experiences. ISFJs worry constantly that they are offending someone with their behavior, appearance, or demeanor-- believe it or not-- and work hard to be well-groomed and inoffensive.

At the heart of their worry is rejection, which they fear; but as they mature, they realize their self-discipline has already garnered them quality relationships and the rest aren't worth the worry.

The Critical Function: The 6th function is the "grandfather"-- either a cynical old crank or a wiseman beyond his years. Introverted Feeling (Fi for short) is one's personal morals and values. ISFJs have INSANELY high standards-- for others and themselves-- that are impossible to uphold, resulting in them feeling like the absolute scum of the earth most of their life. They can checkmate this insanity by helping others recognize their own self-worth, which proves to themselves that they are valuable in at least ONE way.

It's an aspect of themselves that ISFJs will never shake, taking it with them like an albatross the rest of their lives. It's probably why Bill married Tara: her perkiness and constant emotional assurance in their love and relationship relaxed this inner nagging, giving him clear-headed reassurance that he was, at least, a good man to her.

It's probably why he also advocates so much for Maggie to Scully, as Scully's reticence often hurts Maggie; and Maggie's Fe Child goes out of its way to cater to and comfort her loved ones, including Bill.

The Trickster Function: The 7th function is the weakest of a Type’s eight functions. Thinking Extroverted (Te for short) is concerned about reputation, metrics, and rational, outside input. ISFJs don't care about the belief systems of others. More often than not, ISFJs don't realize they are coming across arrogantly, unaware that their Ti Child's honest comments sound like criticisms rather than just their thoughts and opinions. They are then hurt that others assumed the worst of them; and this reinforces their fear that they're a terrible person deep down.

However, if they are given incorrect data or incorrectly interpret their own anecdotal experiences, ISFJs will be spouting nonsense like it's the "gospel truth", wearing the Emperor's clothes without realizing it.

If Bill were to mature, he would realize that others have valuable and necessary information and lived experiences as well; and that life isn't just "one answer" that everyone should live by. Fortunately, he seems to let go of an issue when all of his methods have proven incorrect; so he's at least on the right track.

The Demon Function: The 8th function is the last and strongest of them all-- a Type's nuclear option, if you will. Introverted Intuition (Ni for short) is focused on personal destiny, willpower, and the path they choose to carve forward. ISFJs become high-chair tyrants if their needs aren't met or their comfort is disturbed, throwing toddler tantrums and focusing on outrageous and grandiose displays of displeasure (the prime example is a child kicking and screaming on the ground in a store because they couldn't get the toy they wanted.)

Ni Demon also becomes de-motivated to help others if their friends or loved ones don't take the time to appreciate or thank them for their efforts. ISFJs are in large part one of the backbones of society; and they work tirelessly to help others. Their focus and priorities are turned away when they realize their diehard loyalty either isn't reciprocated or is always expected of them; and they will become engrossed in their own wants and needs to the exclusion of others, torpedoing their efforts to become a beloved member of society. It's probably why he and Scully never seemed to talk as they aged-- he viewed his sister as ungrateful for his and Maggie's efforts, and stopped wasting energy trying to "help" her.

And now--

Bill Scully, Sr., The ESTJ

**Note**: Since I already went in depth above, I'm going to chop everything down and save myself some time! Each function's definitions from above (Ni is about willpower, for example) apply below; but I don't want to get bogged down repeating myself~.

ESTJs are traditionalists, which Bill Sr. shares in common with his children (ISFJ Bill and ISTJ Scully); but he communicates directly and wants to achieve status and reputation through academia and accolades, like his daughter.

The Hero Function: ESTJs' Te Hero exist to "oversee" how others are operating systems, pinpointing a malfunctioning problem and keeping a tight ship. They take great pride in their achievements, accolades, and personal appearance, thinking these degrees or personal representation showcases their intelligence, since it takes "smarts" to identify that how one "brands" oneself is what opens him up to opportunities and a more prosperous future.

ESTJs are excellent at following behind the heels of a powerful motivator and tearing down the walls that would stop their progress, simultaneously delegating tasks and effortlessly filling in their shoes if the need arose. They rise to the top quickly (like Skinner, post here); and believe they've arrived in life when they've accomplished everything there is to do in their field. If they haven't matured enough to learn work-life balance, they then sit back, discontented, and realize how much of life they passed by to work for something insubstantial. As we hear in Captain Scully's speech in One Breath, he didn't realize how short life was in achieving pursuits until it was too late to start fresh.

The Parent Function: Si Parent is simultaneously responsibly loyal and hard to motivate. ESTJs have to trust you to give their loyalty, a trait Captain Scully does not share with either Bill or Dana.

He also needs to feel comfortable with all facets of a decision before implementing changes or moving forward with a plan (which is why he fits perfectly with Maggie, who is naturally inclined to give comfortable but boundary-pushing experiences.)

The Child Function: Ne Child needs to be told what others want, which allows them to get to work fulfilling those requests. ESTJs can "make" miracles happen, affecting all outcomes and bringing together tangible and intangible tools in wholly unique ways. We have a mundane example in canon-- Captain Scully needed to be nudged by Maggie to ask their daughter about her job; and he fulfilled his obligation and felt good about it (although never completely addressed the issue)-- and one that is possibly a reach (but not so great a reach in the X-Files universe)-- visiting his baby girl twice after death.

The Inferior Function: Fi Inferior makes ESTJ's afraid they are not moral enough (a trait he shares with A.D. Skinner, post here.) However, if they conquer this fear by exercising their personal morals and helping along others who are struggling with theirs, these Types' fears are relieved.

The Nemesis Function: Ti Nemesis constantly nitpicks at what an ESTJ knows to be true. They strive to be taken seriously academically; and this worry drives them to research-- not for knowledge's sake, but because it is a powerful tool in the climb to the top of the ladder. Once they have their facts in place, this worry vanishes into the wind.

The Critic Function: Se Critic are elitist hypocrites: in all of their striving to be the best, they then turn around and judge others while having a shoe lace untied that they haven't noticed. With wisdom comes tempered reason: they can't foresee their own mistakes-- we're all human, after all-- so how can they nitpick others? ESTJs also love to be told if they have food in their tooth or a hair out of place, as they take great pride in their appearance and won't mind a correction in their favor.

The Trickster Function: Ni Trickster dupes ESTJs into thinking they know what they want-- THEY DON'T. Often they spend their lives in pursuit of goals or vanities they think will satisfy, only to find themselves empty at the end.

They do best with someone who will tell them what they want or need, knowing the ESTJ better than they know themselves (ex. Maggie nudging her husband to ask their daughter about work rather than letting him walk off without having said a word. This interaction proved even more meaningful after his sudden death that night, making it the last words he'd ever said to Scully.)

The Demon Function: If ESTJs are told they are selfish, greedy, or terrible people, their Fe Demon will retaliate by inhibiting others' happiness: "If others won't let me be happy, no one will be." These types can transform this trait into a more profitable one by letting others embrace how they feel without taking that criticism, rejection, or pain too personally themselves.

An Interesting Note on the Scully Family

Maggie was Bill Scully, Sr.'s perfect fit: as an ESTP (see here), she is a shaker and a mover-- a windstorm of independence tempered by love and a desire to help people grow. As she enters a new space in life, she will immediately see its flaws and how to make it better; and this motivates her ESTJ husband to improve it as well, since he knows the value of polished appearances.

ESTP Maggie is all about assisting others one on one with logical advice (Ti Parent) and unbeatable, incredible experiences (Se Hero.) Her Fe Child and Fi Critic seek reassurance that she is valued and wanted; and she combines these four functions to provide Bill Scully Sr. with comfortable surprises, which are imperative for his Si Parent. Because he wants to experience everything once, Bill will try whatever his wife brings his way; and the more fun he has, the more trust he gives until Maggie is soon Master and Commander of the family trips, outings, or other activities. The two of them are incredibly well-matched: she gets him out of his ruts and blows his mind with how much life she lives; and he picks up the mantle of responsibility while pursuing status and prosperity for the family. Together, they are powerhouses-- his wife shaking the kids' routines up and her husband coming behind and training their four children on how to be "presentable." Their dynamic provided the family with two important values: personal independence and responsibilities to family duty, which explains how each of their children turned into very different people while still being unified by an obligatory bond.

Speculations on Charlie Scully

This raises a speculation: the whole family are Sensing Types-- which is rare-- and makes blending so many personalities under one roof exponentially easier... and yet, Charlie is nowhere to be found. If Bill and Maggie Scully disagreed with their children but still maintained relationships with them-- that we know of-- why is Charlie gone? My guess is Charlie was an Intuitive Type (NJ or NP) like Mulder. Maggie's Type is wired to think that intuitive metaphysics are a waste of time because they serve no concrete purpose in the now (with her dreams being as open as she wants to be to more metaphysical ideas and theories); and Captain Scully is wired to dabble into intuition only as an intellectual additive rather than a way of life. Scully is a scientist and Bill would be too wrapped up in his own life to want to chat about an area he doesn't have any interest in. And Melissa seems the most open; but her thoughts are always filtered through her beliefs, so any discussion would come down to how she perceived an incident rather than a thorough exploration of the subject.

Perhaps Charlie felt like he was the odd one out-- perhaps there were fights, perhaps not; but at any rate, he's only woven into Scully's life three times (during the original run): as a guest at his father's funeral (see here), as a mention in S1 during a case, and as a mention in S4 when she babysat his son. Another speculation: did Charlie wander back in twice because Scully was more receptive to those kinds of questions or thoughts now that she had been working with Mulder almost a year? Again: perhaps or perhaps not.

At any rate, it seems that Charlie was truly isolated from the Scully family, possibly feeling like he spoke a language entirely separate from the one that they did.

Thanks for reading!

Enjoy~

Disclaimers: This is a self-assessed analysis. This information is not based on the abominable MBTI system (which has been butchered from its original Jungian typology since ~WWII); instead, it’s a combination between the works of Jung’s type psychology, Dr. Linda Berens’ Communication styles, Dr. Dario Nardi’s EEG brain scan compiled research, and others’ data and practices as compiled and simplified by CSJoseph. This system is based only on the Nature side of Nature/Nurture; and each “type” is not a “box” to fit everyone into– simply a tool to help understand the basics of the human mind that science has only begun to fathom in its limited scope.

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That's good

I was wondering if you can do a Canon x oc story nothing romantic but as more of a San acting like a big sister of sorts and if your wondering yes it does take place after the film

So the story is about a young girl named Rose who runs away from Irontown after she feels like no one in her family takes her seriously as when she tells them she wants to be a warrior but her family dismiss her dream as they are farmers and its a family tradition to become one

So she decides to run away to the Cedar Forest where she wants to be like San as she sees her as the greatest warrior of them all however she bites off more she can chew and very large animals begins to chase her before she is saved by San and her wolf family San then asks why she's in the forest alone which Rose tells her everything and how she hates humans for letting her be who she wants to be and then san gives her some advice and tells her that family is important even to a wolf girl like her before helping her get back to her family

While yes San hasn't completely forgiven humanity I would feel like she has soften up to them a bit and it would be interesting to see her as a big sister of some sort

You like this story request?

This sounds so fun <3 I made up names for the two wolves, Chie which roughly translates to wisdom and Yoku which is the second half of dynamic power (Dōryoku).

"No Rose, we're farmers." Her mother sighed again, "Warriors don't serve much purpose in our society. A farmer can thrive no matter what."

Sitting back with a huff, Rose looked out the back of the caravan. This forest was so pretty, so much to explore. It was all she really wanted, to wander and discover and not be bored doing the same things every day. But her Mama and Papa were stubborn people who insisted that she become a farmer like them, that she be just like them.

Rose knew she wasn't like them, not really. And moving to a new place, getting to be somewhere that wasn't the dusty old field she'd known since she could waddle around. That was so exciting. Especially when they passed through other towns, seeing the different people all dressed up in shiny metals. The different types of clothes that people were wearing... the big shiny swords, spears, and especially the pretty bows and their arrows with the cute little tails that tickled when the guard allowed her to hold one.

It all excited Rose. That's why she wanted to be a warrior. So she could go and see the world, see what was out there.

But she wasn't allowed. After exploring the new farmland, Irontown, and every corner of every building she was allowed into, Rose found herself bored once more. The life of a warrior felt like it was so much better, especially as she was allowed to follow Lady Eboshi most everywhere.

So many of the ladies Rose met were so loud and fun and nice and taught Rose so much about things. Just not about actual fighting, she was shown how to point a gun thingy. But her mother quickly told them off and made her go back home early. It wasn't very fun for Rose, having to hear her mother talk about the same thing all day. Even though they were making cookies the whole time.

So when Rose heard the big bangs from outside, she had to force her way outside with the rest of her family. It had been a couple days since another new guy came to town. He called himself Ashitaka and Rose had followed him around so much that her mother joked about him being Rose's boyfriend.

But right now he was holding back both Lady Eboshi and a weird girl Rose had only heard stories about. It excited Rose to see the weapons shimmering in the firelight. The way the crowd jeered, only bits of what was being said made sense to Rose. She couldn't figure out why the wild-looking warrior was deemed bad, why she didn't stay in the village at all.

Ever since that night, Rose wanted to go meet this girl. Ashitaka didn't come back either, but every attempt that Rose made to go explore was cut off by her parents or the ladies saying it wasn't safe anymore. But that was why Rose wanted to go explore. She wanted to see what was happening for herself. And yet she simply wasn't being allowed. Either kept in the house or on the farm, being told that it was too dangerous outside, all while so many things kept happening.

Things that Rose wanted to understand.

Especially after being woken up in the middle of the night by her mother. Being cradled, Rose could feel the tension, the fear. Nothing made sense, no one was explaining anything. But everything was dark and Rose could feel the hairs rising on the back of her neck. How afterward Mr. Ashitaka became the leader of Irontown instead of Lady Eboshi. And now Rose was being told how much more she needed to become a farmer, that she wouldn't have a choice in the matter.

And Rose hated it.

It was a couple days after her seventh birthday, her mother and father were completely asleep when Rose slipped out of her bed. Tiny feet hitting the floor as she pulled her favorite teddy bear with her. A cute little dog-like plush her grandma made when she was smaller.

But Rose would need her puppy to go with her. That other warrior was with massive dogs after all. Dogs must be able to keep people safe, even Mr. Ashitaka was friendly with the big dogs that the warrior girl traveled with. So clearly dogs were good travel partners.

Rose couldn't help but wonder how anyone could see when it was so dark out. Though she knew having a torch or something would help, she didn't know how to make a fire or a torch. Not to mention how easily she'd be spotted by the grownups and taken right back to her parents. And who knows what they would do after that.

But the forest itself was quiet, so many things to see and discover. Until Rose's eyes fell on a small, white creature. It was so cute looking, little holes made an almost face and when it tilted its head, it sounded like a toy noise maker. Kneeling down to be eye level with the little creature, Rose gasped when it vanished.

"Hey! Come back!" She sat with her little plush in front of her, "I just wanna play!"

As if it heard her, the little creature reappeared. At least, she thought it did, but looking closer this one had different little eyes. Rose couldn't help but reach out for it. Though it only disappeared on her as soon as she was too close. Pouting, Rose stood back up. If these little things wouldn't play with her, then she'd go find something that would.

Despite the darkness of night, Rose quickly found an adorable raccoon. One that instantly hissed and spit at her for interrupting its meal, Rose only just backed up.

"Oh c'mon." She tried cooing, "I just wanna play. I'm friendly, see?"

But the raccoon didn't care, stuffing it's food hastily in its mouth before scampering away. Leaving Rose to once again pout that nothing in this forest wanted to play. How was she ever going to become a strong warrior if nothing in the forest would play with her?

Maybe if she just wandered around something would want to play with her. After all, that would prove that she's very friendly to the forest creatures. Looking all around the forest, Rose started off in a random direction. Unable to keep her eyes on anything for more than two seconds, Rose tripped over several tree roots.

The way her puppy plushie was getting so dirty and damaged with the wigs and leaves made Rose so upset. She didn't know what to do about it though, it wasn't as if she knew where there was water to wash the dirt and leaves off. Even as she wandered further and further into the forest, she didn't know where to head at all.

Stopping to listen to something rustling the leaves, Rose knew whatever this was wasn't just wind. But all the rustling stopped when she did. The hairs on the back of her neck were standing up, and yet Rose took a step forward. Hopefully looking at the darkest center of the underbrush to see what was going to come out of it.

As the ground shook, Rose was knocked backward into a small bush. Her puppy plushie went flying off to the side as a massive bear towered over the area. Large nose sniffing around for where Rose had landed, its front paws landing heavily on either side of the bush.

Rose attempted to stand up, but her coat was caught on a tree branch, effectively pinning her to the ground. Yelling out only made her problem worse as the bear's muzzle broke through the bush and for the first time, Rose felt the severity of the situation. Staring up at the fangs the size of knives and doing what little she could to scoot away Rose screamed. Throwing what sparse leaves and twigs she could at the gaping maw she was staring down.

It was all Rose could do, until the jaws were ferociously ripped away for no reason. All the loud barking and a sudden loud yell from an almost familiar voice. The adrenaline pumping through Rose's small body had her trying to slap at the sudden hand reaching for her.

"Hold still!" The female voice commanded, "I'm not going to hurt you."

Being pulled from under the bush, Rose looked up at the woman. Her fear dissipated instantly and replaced by excitement. While she didn't know the name of her rescuer, Rose knew who she was. And if anyone could help her become a strong warrior, Rose just knew it.

But San was not impressed. Grabbing the young girl's wrist a little too roughly and pulling her along. Having heard of a small child who ran away from Irontown, San was asked to find her and return her to her family. A group of admittedly respectful farmers that had relatively recently moved to Irontown.

"C'mon, I'm taking you back to Irontown."

Realizing her chance was slipping away from her. Using her free hand to latch to the nearest tree branch, Rose struggled. Tugging as hard as she could against San as the wolf princess attempted to march Rose right back home. A struggle that resulted in several broken tree branches and a pair of small trenches in the ground.

"I don't wanna!" Rose cried, her grip on the tree branch starting to slip, "I don't wanna go back to Irontown!"

"Listen here you little brat! You don’t get a say in this. You're going back before you become something's meal, got it!?"

"Nooooooo!" San continued to struggle as Rose stomped her feet and made every effort to pull away, "I don't wanna! I wanna be strong and go see things! I don't wanna go back! I'll just come back here!"

"Why won't you listen to me?" San grit her teeth all but yanking the little girl's arm out of socket, "You can’t stay here! You'll die and become somethings meal. What don't you understand about that!? Huh?"

"But I wanna be strong! I wanna be strong like you! Strong like Mr. Ashitaka!"

San's grip slackened a little, giving Rose just enough to slip away. Clinging to the trunk of the tree as best she could and looking up at the brown-haired woman.

"Strong like Ashitaka, huh?" San asked after a moment, "That's why you ran out here?"

Rose nodded, never taking her eyes off San. It was a cute little trick all things consisered but...

"Its getting late anyways." San moved to walk past Rose and her tree, "You can cling to that all you want, but if you're smart you'll follow me. I'll let you stay with me, at least for tonight. But tomorrow morning we are going to Irontown."

Dropping her voice in hopes that Rose wouldn't hear, even as the young girl fell in step just behind San, "Ashitaka will know what to do, the best way around this."

Scooping up the mostly whole remains of her beloved puppy plushie, Rose found that she had to jog to keep up with San. Even when the young girl caught up with the seasoned warrior, Rose still found she'd have to jog to keep up as San wasn't going to slow down anytime soon.

At least until they came upon a large-ish cave. To Rose, it looked so massive, but to San, this was just a cozy little home for her and her wolf siblings. One of them already knew to stay here with Rose, both of them knew how San could be if followed or pestered.

"Miss! Miss!" Rose was quick to latch onto the other end of San's spear, "What's your name? Where are you from? Can I come with you?"

"No." San lifted her weapon, shaking it to and fro gently, "I have things to do and you must stay here. Chie will stay here with you so you can rest."

"But Miss!" Rose tried tugging the spear back down, "I wanna go with you!"

Striking the ground sharply caused Rose to topple over, "I said you have to stay here! It's for your own good! Don't try your luck girl."

"My name is Rose." She pouted, slowly getting up and clumsily dusting herself off, "And I'm tired of grown ups always treating me like I'm just a little girl! It isn't fair! I wanna be a strong warrior like Lady Eboshi was, like Mr. Ashitaka is! I wanna-"

Slumping over the butt of the spear, Rose fell deftly to the cave floor.

"Keep an eye on her Chie, she shouldn't get up for a few hours yet." San turned on her heel, "Come on Yoku, we still have to guide the other humans out of the forest."

It was far later than San would have liked, but she still managed to return home. Seeing that Chie had somehow readjusted the young girl into a more comfortable position and was very nearly asleep himself.

"She seems harmless enough San." Yoku nudged San's arm gently, "A couple days wouldn't hurt. Give her a look into what you go through."

"No." San sighed, propping her spear against the wall of the cave, "She needs to be around other humans, she just doesn't know that yet."

"Then shouldn't you as well?"

"I visit Ashitaka in Irontown enough. But this girl is too young to make any kind of decision for the rest of her life. She'll do better in Irontown than out here."

"Perhaps you should work out a small deal then." Yoku followed San partially, "You heard her, she'll only keep running head first into the forest. Regardless of how dangerous it is, this young one seems determined to be out here as often as possible."

"I know. But she can't stay here. It's far too dangerous for one as young as her."

"That was once what Mother said about you."

San stopped, "I'm aware. But this is different. The forest is far more dangerous at the moment. We've only just begun calming the beasts and getting the mines shut down. If the apes were to find her..."

"Then you should guide her." Yoku sat in the door of the cave, "As Mother guided all of us."

San looked between Yoku and Chie, and then her eyes fell on Rose. The young girl was so trusting, so small, and yet she had gotten so far into the forest on her own before meeting trouble. Perhaps training her would be somewhat acceptable. But San still thought she should go back to the humans, for her own sake.

Settling down next to Rose, San nuzzled against the wolf's warm fur. Unable to stop the young girl from snuggling up against herself, San exhaled deeply. Giving in to the instinct telling her to wrap an arm around Rose, San refused to make eye contact with either wolf before falling into a deep sleep.

San thought she woke up early, but the first sign of trouble was the absence of the young girl. Instant panic found San on her feet and reaching for her spear...

Her spear which was also missing...

Racing out of the cave, San found Rose trying to tug the spear away from Yoku as he stood there. The desperate struggle was very one-sided as Rose only managed to dig up the ground at her feet.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing with my spear?"

Having toppled over at the first shout, Rose sat up and turned to look at her human companion. Taking the spear from Yoku, San inspected the wooden handle for any kind of splintering.

"You shouldn't take things that aren't yours kid." San sighed as Rose finally stood, "Especially not a weapon. This isn't a toy, you could get seriously hurt or hurt someone or something else."

"I know." Rose bounced over, "I wanna learn how to fight and stuff. That's part of being a strong warrior, right?"

San glanced at Yoku, then back at Chie, "That's only part of it. But you don't know the first thing about what hurting someone else even means. You couldn't even understand you were in danger before it was too late."

"So you can teach me right?"

"No. Now let's get moving."

Scooping Rose up and placing her on Chie's back was easy enough, but getting her to sit still was a problem. Leading to San having to ride Chie as well.

"Where are we going Miss?"

"Don't call me that." San grumbled, children weren't a strong suit, "I'm taking you back to Irontown. Your family is worried about you."

"But-!"

"No buts! The forest is dangerous and not a place for children. How many ways can I say that?"

Pouting hard, Rose couldn't hold back the tears, "But I'll be good... I just wanna be a warrior."

"A warrior needs to know how to survive."

"So teach me!"

"I can't!" San shouted, "I don't teach humans how to survive! I keep them out of the forest so we can all live in peace."

"I just wanna be like you. I wanna be a strong warrior."

"You don't even know what that means." San leaned back, "Being a warrior doesn't mean going into dangerous situations. Most of us want things to be peaceful and calm. You don't even understand the first thing about what warriors go through."

"But I wanna learn!"

"No, you don't."

"Yes I do!"

"No, I'm telling you. You don't want to know what me or Eboshi or Ashitaka go through as warriors."

"So teach me!" Rose whined, "I wanna learn. Why won't anyone take me seriously?"

Sighing deeply, San looked off to the distance. The forest brushing past had a certain allure to it. That wasn't hard to see, but this little girl could only see the surface.

"SAN!"

The lurching stop caught San off guard more than the shout. Throwing her right off as Rose got up and ran off into the forest. Punching the ground, San gave chase on foot while Chie and Yoku ran around to cut off the small child. But Rose was a little craftier than she let on as she ducked under Yoku's belly to run off in a direction that would take everyone a moment to regroup.

"Maybe if you'd just-"

"Not now Chie!" San snapped, "She doesn't belong out here and you know it."

"If you gave her half a day out here to see that..." Chie mumbled.

Growling slightly, San just took off after Rose. She knew that the girl just wanted to explore but that wasn't good for her in the slightest. All this was getting to be too much, San wasn't the most patient person after all.

"Kid!" San yelled, "Stay right there!"

Rose looked back for half a second before Yoku Scooped her up by the back of her jumper. Struggling and trying to get herself free, Rose cried and kicked and screamed with all her might. Unfortunately it did nothing.

"Look, you gotta go back home." San stood there with her hands on her hips, "There's no way around it. You're way too young to be roaming anywhere."

"But-!"

"No buts! You're going back home to Irontown. You're not even able to understand how dangerous this is."

Even San couldn't ignore the thick, blobby tears as Rose cried. Despite the young girl's attempts to keep it under control, the hard sniffling and deep gasps only served to make her seem more pathetic.

Softening her voice, "Look, right now you're too young for all this. You don't know what's going on. You have to go home today. But maybe Ashitaka can talk to your folks and get you some actual training."

"T-t-training?" Rose hiccupped loudly, "W-wh-what for?"

"So you can learn how to use weapons and survive in the forest." San lifted Rose by the arms, "But you have to behave yourself until we get you back home, okay?"

Nodding quickly, her miserable face turning very bright from under the grime, Rose coughed from trying to speak through a runny nose.

"Alright, just... behave alright?" San climbed up on Yoku's back with Rose settled right in front of her, "And maybe we'll get you out here in a few months or something. Training takes awhile before you'll be ready to do anything."

"Okay!" Rose's watery voice was so cheerful, "I'll make sure to train really hard Miss!"

"It's San."

"Hm?"

"My name is San."

"Okay San!"

Having seen how Rose's parents were, San did worry a little about whether they could convince them about this training. Even though Ashitaka said something about satiating Rose's curiosity so she would be able to choose a life she wants and would have enough information to work with.

But as San looked around her little cave, she noticed the strange plush toy that Rose had brought with her. It looked strangely like a dog or wolf, just dirty and tattered. Making quick work of patches, tucking a little shed fur from both Yoku and Chie to make up for the lost mass, San set out for Irontown. One last time just before the sun would set.

Wandering right up to the farmstead where Rose lived, San knocked on the door as politely as possible. The person who San assumed was Rose's mother seemed deeply concerned with who was at the door.

"I believe this belongs to Rose." San held up the plush dog, "I found it out in the forest."

"Oh, yes." She nervously reached out for it, "I'll make sure--"

"I'd like to return to Rose myself if that's okay." San retreated half a step, "It won't take more than a moment."

"O-o-of course." She stepped back, reluctantly waving San inside, "She's just in her room upstairs."

San's footsteps were completely silent as she ascended the stairs. Instantly spotting Rose's door as it was decorated with cute little animal decorations and knocking. Rose opening the door instantly lit up, hugging San around the legs.

"I found this in the forest." San smiled a tiny bit, "You dropped it and it got pretty dirty and torn. I tried to fix it up for you."

"Thank you San!"

Rose beaming up at San was just a little too sweet for her. Though it would be short-lived, as San had to return to the forest. She just hoped that Rose's parents would accept this offer...

#ask #princess mononoke #princess mononoke x oc #post canon #tim-ribbert-56

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Yesterday on P3R: jumping to conclusions, the time-honored tradition of taking my pet to the movies, questionable decisions, and more Tartarus!

So when you take Koromaru on walks, you can run into your other social links and it’ll give you points. Which is good because my daytime social links are suffering. I’ve already figured out a rough idea of how I’m gonna have to play them the second time around.

...not yet I’m not, but Koromaru’s definitely a good start.

Akihiko goes to meet up with Shinji, who still doesn’t want to rejoin SEES after “what happened two years ago”. Which is apparently different from what happened to Miki, who they mentioned before. Shinji refers to seeing someone die, and Ken, who is eavesdropping, has a major reaction to hearing that.

He apparently comes to the conclusion that Shinji, who he didn’t know before now, is related to his mother’s death two years ago. Which seems… like kind of a leap? Obviously I haven’t gotten the full picture (even though I know what happened to Ken’s mom), but right now I’m kind of thinking that the movie handled this particular character bit better?

We’ll see, I guess. Meanwhile, thanks to Koromaru, I finally managed to max a social link! August is WAY too late to be only on my first one. X’’’’’D But I went into this blind, so I’m not surprised.

The film festival has been going on for like… two weeks now? I dunno. I keep ignoring people inviting me to the movies to try to get my social links up. Which. Honestly I probably should have been going to the movies, since my academics are STILL at a 4. I’m not even gonna be able to start Mitsuru’s link this round at this rate.

But I did go see a superhero movie with Junpei, and a ninja movie with Aigis. And I tried to take Koromaru to the movies, but…

Let him watch the movie, you monsters!!

After that failure, it’s back to Tartarus, because some other idjit has wandered in. And another cat.

Honestly, I’m willing to buy the cats, but:

1. How are these people wandering into Tartarus in the first place? Why are they at the school at night?

2. HOW DO THEY GET SO HIGH? This person was on like floor 102. HOW did you get up there without getting munched??? Even if I took out the gatekeepers there’s still other shadows everywhere???

Whatever. X’’’D Rescue mission successful, so back to social linking and puttering around the dorm.

Ikutsuki calls us all to a very important meeting to announce that Ken is joining SEES as our newest member!

Sir, that’s great and all, but that is a literal child. He is in elementary school. Mitsuru and Akihiko are uneasy (for two different reasons), and I can’t really blame them! Sure, Ken asked to join, but it’s Ikutsuki’s job as the responsible adult here to tell him that NO, he is not ALLOWED to go into the nightmare tower to fight deadly monsters!

Honestly, how did you even get a SEES uniform made for him so fast, Ikutsuki?

Junpei is spending his days hanging out and still trying to talk to the pretty girl at the station. He asks to see her drawing when it’s finished, even though she’s still being very aloof.

I think he’s being very nice, actually. She thinks he’s weird. XD

I check in with Maiko, who has had a long talk with her parents. They finally explained why they’re getting a divorce, and she’s sad about it, but she understands. If they had just explained from the start instead of getting mad and hitting her, we might have avoided a lot of shit.

She does mention, though, that she has to pick which of them to live with. I don’t like either of them, but at least her mom didn’t hit her??? I told her it was her choice, though, and she was good with that until she realized that her mom might be moving far away. Then she wouldn’t get to play with me anymore.

I want this kid to be happy so bad.

Somehow yet another idiot has wandered into Tartarus, and there’s only a few days left til the full moon, so I guess I’m going to get them. As soon as I went in, Ken asked to be in the main team, and like… Kid, I know you’ve got a spear taller than you are, but do you have any training at all???

He’s a bless-user, though, so… helpful.

Idiot retrieved, time to go home and--

I have been asleep for five minutes, Pharos. Please. I know the moon will be full in a week. It’s okay.

Junpei actually manages to introduce himself to the pretty girl, only to realize that her hand is bleeding. He promptly freaks out and tries to help her.

This completely confuses her. She literally calls him weird for being worried about her. But as she’s leaving, she tells him her name is Chidori, and that she’ll be done with her drawing soon if he wants to come back and see it.

There’s one free day left before going back to school, so I head to the mall to pick up some new armor on sale, as well as browse the stuff at the antique shop.

(I have forgotten what that lady wants for the aojiru quest so I’m gonna have to look that up because ughhhhhhh)

It’s interesting that the antique shop weapons focus more on the effect than straight power. But at some point, straight power is gonna outclass them. I think that--

...you know what, let’s just head out before I laugh the shop down.

None of my summer social links are ready to rank up, so rather than spending time with any of them, I’m gonna take my last free day and try out working at the blue store. For some reason I thought this was a spa, but it actually appears to be some kind of accessory/crystal healing shop.

No velvet in here, but it does offer you the ability to recall forgotten skills for your personas, so I guess the blue is still appropriate. And working here ups my charm and academics! Plus, I have the Temperance bonus, so I have to level up my academics now?

Right?

…right?

……Minato pls you just gotta cram a few more braincells in there I’m begging you. X’D We’re literally going back to school tomorrow, and summer school made you NO smarter than when we left. God. Why this. XDDDDD

#Li plays P3Re #Minato's terrible horrible no-good academics stat #(It's not actually that bad but ughhhhhhh)

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shojizbae · 10 months

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Chuseok

Min Ho x Fem! Reader

Masterlist

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Chuseok arrived soon enough, meaning Principal Han gave speeches to the class on the importance of family and then reminded us to study hard for finals. This also meant that the majority of the school was going home for the week we were given to ourselves and 'family'. Unfortunately, when I text my dad that he should expect me home in about 48 hours all he responded with was 'why'.

message received he doesn't want me around. I wish all my roommates a happy Chuseok as I see their smiles. they all are happy to go home to their parents. I decide to visit the family plot and pray for my brothers' health.

I feel homesick.

I put on my headphones and opened the mother's notebook. It's full of all my mom and grandma's best recipes. It's a tradition in our household that I prepare our special maejakgwa. Mom used to make them every Christmas, Chuseok, and birthday but she can't really do that anymore. Luckily, Kitty is planning a friendsgiving and needs help at the market.

She meets me at my dorm to help me pick out an outfit. I'm still struggling to accommodate all the new choices. Not much familiar. She picks out a pair of slightly platform vans, and a knit, a green-striped mini dress which is a little showy for my tastes. There's a slight wind chill today, so she pairs to be in a different denim jacket than the other day. Seriously Min Ho bought like nine of these.

She puts my wallet, tampons, and other doodads from my last purse into a cross-body bag from YSL. Then she ushers me out of school and into a bus. The city is a little less crowded with all the college kids home for the holiday. That doesn't mean that the families that do live in the city don't the marketplace an absolute zoo. Kitty doesn't have a clue how to read any of the labels so I translate while she fiddles with a playlist of Tik Toks. I show her the bargains but she insists on getting the exact products used in her tik toks.

Kitty is insistent on getting a very pricy bottle of soy sauce. I try to tell her no but she places it in the cart. we move down the aisle. We're doing well until Min Ho approaches,

"What are you doing here?" He asks Kitty, still oblivious to my presence.

"We are getting ingredients for Chuseok dinner."

"Do you even know what you would do with this?" he holds up a bag of rice cakes

"Yes, I do! C'mon Kitty, we only need a few more things." I grab her enormous cart and grunt it forward. Min Ho catches up with us. Probably because I can only go snail speed with the massive cart.

"Here let me help you," he put his very small basket in our cart nad pushed forward. He retuned most of the supplies claiming he already had it up in his dorm.

"Min Ho, who are you buying chocolate strawberries for?" Kitty picks up a heart shaped box

"Someone." he snatches the box back and his phone dings "Ooh it's Lulu, we've been flirting since her trainee days." something in me wilts. That's new.

He ushers us to the registers and it takes much less time to check out if I let Kitty take the ropes. Min Ho brings us to his driver and has him load our groceries in. It feels weird to let people serve me. Were driven back and go right back to the Song-Ho dorm.

Kitty and I put their groceries up in the refrigerator and in the cabinets while Min Ho puts on a movie. It's one that his mom starred in. I missed the tragic opening scene of the movie as I sort out the groceries I need for my recipes.

Min Ho plops down in the center of the left cushion and Kitty joins him at a comfortable distance at the center of the right cushion. This leaves an awkward situation. There isn't enough space to sit between Kitty and the armrest. This means that I have to sit between the two of them. I take my jean jacket off so I don't scratch either of them with the buttons.

Kitty scoots closer to the armrest when I sit and I focus in on the plot. the premise is an uber successful businesswoman whose conglomeration is just a front for her underground ring. Because of Korean censorship laws, they couldn't actually show real drugs but it's heavily implied that she's creating and selling some crazy hallucinogen. The twist though is that she starts to fall in love with one of her lackeys who recently got hooked on her products. This lackey is tied to the company because he's using his labor to pay off his debt. I heard that the movie ends with his mom pregnant because of course no woman is truly fulfilled until she's a mother.

I watch Min Ho's amber eyes light up as he recounts details and stories from the set. From the skeezy director who was hooking up with a sound tech girl. To the producer who showed up drunk every two weeks. He tells me how one arts producer almost quit because he had to keep rebuilding props. and even the fight that went down between the hair designers and the costume team. I start to lose interest though when he brags about the crafty that he hooked up with while his mom performed a very emotional monologue. I swivel my head back to the TV screen as she begins that very monologue.

Her sorrowful words bring tears to my eyes but weight over rules that as I feel exhaustion kicks in. Man, I didn't realize I was this tired. The world swirls to pitch black as I hear his mom sigh and lament.

♨︎☤♨︎✄

I awake to someone gently but incessantly poking my cheek. I peel open my eyes and wipe the crust from my eyelashes. I catch the trail of droll that rolls down the corner of my mouth.

"Man you are not a pretty sleeper."

"Min Ho!" Q, I think yells from the kitchen "That is not nice!"

"I'm just saying, you snore like an ogre." I feel the seam of a blanket tickle my chin as I try to swivel my stiff neck.

"Why is there a blanket on me?" I sit up and let the blanket fall to my waist

"Huh,"

"Why is there a blanket on me?" I inquire with some 'tude

"Because I didn't want you to get cold." min ho mutters but I'm still half asleep so comprehension is still kind of out the window

"What was that Minnie?"

"I didn't want you to get cold!" he half yells half whines

"Aww, you can be sympathetic." I stand up and drape the blaket on his shoulders using it as leverage to pull him close to my face "That's sweet." I tug one side so it flies off his neck and wrap it around my shoulders.

in the Kitchen Q and Kitty are still pulling gout take-out containers. I grab a pair of chopsticks and steal a box of shrimp lomein. Q picks out a pox of fried chicken and some pork fried rice, and Kitty produces a white box of crab rangoon which she munches on happily. Min-ho returns to his room and scoffs at us. he digs through the fridge and pulls out a cabbage and starts chopping it up.

"Are you making Kim Chi for Chuseok?" Dae inquires

"Yeah,"

""Aw man. I almost wish I wasn't going home."

"You're lucky you get to go home. You don't have to be poisoned at Chuseok by Min Ho's kimchi"

"You will not be poisoned, my kimchi is nothing short of orgasmic." I stop and pause with my chopsticks an inch away from my mouth.

"That's disgusting, I suddenly would much rather sleep completely alone in my dorm now." I collect my jacket and my bag of groceries and hike back to the girl's dorm. It's cold and empty in the dorm, I have to turn on every light to see anything. I toss my jacket into oblivion bit then I pause and pick it up and hang it on the coat rack.

I switch the TV on for a source of white noise. The news anchor drones on in Korean about some scandal or another. I circle back to the bag of groceries and start disbursing them throughout the shelves. The majority of our food is freezer meals, sodas, and snacks so I did drop a few dollars on flour. I decide to call it a night. The dorm is lonely, there is no waiting for an obscene amount of time to use the bathroom. I just march right in and line up the products I'll need. I won't need to hide them for the next 6 days.

huh

I clean the bathroom after I've cleansed and wiped and moisturized and serum my face. No one is going to screw this up. I think as I observe the spotless space

huh

With a final brush to my teeth and an adjustment to my braids, I turn the bathroom lights out and lock the front door to the dorm. I flip off the lights in my dorm and tug my hoodie hood up. I pull my covers on and plug my phone in and scroll through Tik Toks. I poke a leg out and flip over on my mattress. I toss and turn for another forty minutes before exhaustion consumes me.

♨︎☤♨︎✄

I arise with perfectly soft and styled hair, and cute matching silky pajamas. Min Ho is in my kitchen preparing me a macchiato without his shirt on.

"Good morning gorgeous." he holds the cup up to me and I hold it. It's the perfect temperature and its tastes lovely when I take a sip. I lick my bottom lip of some loose foam. Min Ho walks around the counter and stands really close to my face. He smells warm and clean, like fresh laundry. In fact, his body radiates warmth.

"Uh oh, You've got a little something." He brings his thumb up to my lip and swipes excess foam off my lip. He puts his thumb to his lips and gently runs his tongue along it. Everything seems to slow down and time ticks by "Well, that was sweet," He leans in and kisses me. He leans back and his eyes flit between mine. I curl up to my tippy toes and kiss him again and his tongue licks across my bottom lip. I open my mouth and let him in.

His kiss feels incredible.

I put my cup on the counter and wrap my arms around his neck. He grabbed me at the back of my thighs, not my ass, just below. I jump up on him and he grabs on tight. He marches me into my room and sets me on the mattress. Everything feels silky, the sheets, his hair, his pajama pants, his skin. His lips feel like warm velvet cake and his body weight feels so comfortable.

I wrap my legs around his waist and he runs his hands up my neck and through my hair. He's locked in and I start rolling my hips against his groin. He feels hot against me. Everything feels hot and silky. In a startling and almost abrupt manner, I feel an oncoming orgasm. My body feels somewhere between weightless and tingling.

I wake up with a startle before I can climax.

My body was shaking. My feet feel like they're full of pins and needles. I walk around and look in the mirror. I try to look at myself but I feel so disgusted. It's not even light out I notice as I take a glance to the window.

I grab my phone and text Q

'emergency hike as soon as you wake up' 02:33

'now?" 02:34

'Oh shit, I guess' 02:34

I run into my room and find some better clothing. All I'm wearing is a hoodie and underwear. I put on a clean pair of underwear and some calf-high socks. I find a cute body suit with a chest cut out and high hips. I find a matching tech wear joggers and cropped hoodie set and throw that on with a pair of high-rise vans. I didn't take the time to put in contacts or put on makeup I just grabbed my phone and ran out the door. Q was waiting for me looking just as glowing as he normally did.

"How do you look so pretty at four in the morning?" I tuck my glasses up

"There is no need for you to be asking me questions. Why did you call an emergency hike? You were so opposed to hiking earlier?"

"Well that's because I didn't want to be around a bunch of people to just stare at me."

"Well you picked a good time, any sane person is still asleep."

"Yeah, that reminds me, why aren't you in bed?"

"Because you texted."

"Well, yeah but," We hit the first hill on the path

"Quit stalling, why did you text me?" He gives me a punitive look in my eyes. I stall until we've reached the apex, and begin our decent

"Uhh, I had a dream."

"Alright Dr. King, about what?"

"Umh about, Min Ho-"

"YOU HAD A SEX DREAM ABOUT MIN HO!"

"Well, um yeah sorta. We didn't have sex but we were making out and it was like hot."

"Ok, so do you think you like Min Ho?"

"No, I'm actually repulsed by him, but like my brain clearly wants me to like him. I'm just, I'm simply lost. Like I have a tangy feeling in my mouth just thinking about kissing him."

"Could that just be morning breath?"

"maybe, but what does this mean? I've never, er I've never really had. sex dream before."

"Never?"

"Well, not this vivid. I had one but it was like I was getting caressed by all these shadows and you could see hands and mouth coming out and attaching to my body but it was no one specific."

"That sounds hot."

"That's not the focus! what am I supposed to do Q?

"I think you should ask Min Ho to be your date to Chuseok."

"I don't think I should get a date to chuseok, especially since he's supposed to be hooking up with Lulu some time soon."

"Lulu she's totally gorgeous and has a beautiful singing voice and she's great at dancing."

"Q" I whined "You're not helping."

"Oh, so you like him?"

"NO, I'm repulsed by him."

"But you dreamt about making out with him?"

"I don't know Q," we round the corner which brings us to the end of the trail "This whole thing is so weird. It's like He's so physically hot that I would be attracted to him scientifically. But his personality is just repulsive. His ego makes me nauseous but every once in a while there is this crack in his persona. You can see this like, genuinely caring and gentle person. But his goodness doesn't outweigh his horrible terribleness."

"Well, maybe you should just make out with him and see if it fucks up your psyche."

"That's terrible."

"You should just try kissing him. Get this out of your system and then see if he wants to keep kissing you or you to him."

"That's nauseating." we reenter the school grounds and sit in the little circle with a cherry blossom tree.

"Well you were the one who dreamed about him all nakey and rubbing up on you."

"Uh gross, I need to go wash my brain and body with holy water."

"No, look, the sun is about to rise!" he points me toward the sky and we get to see the beautiful sunrise. It's so wonderful. It makes my mind clear almost instantly. I look at the conglomeration of colors. The many swirling clouds of violet ad tangerine swirl into a lovely rose to tint the clouds. I sigh and run through all the possibilities of if or If I were not to kiss him.

Every time I come upon a negative answer I just look back into the sky and I see the swirling rainbow. The world looks so pretty when you're not worried about it.

"Alright, we're going to need to get back to the dorm if we want at least an hour of sleep in us before classes." Q shakes me but I remain fixed on the sky

"Why bother, let's just skip."

"No, we don't skip this is a boarding school. Have you forgotten where you are?"

"No,"

"Well maybe you've forgotten who you are."

"Maybe. Ever since this whole transformation I really feel like a whole new girl. I've never felt the desire to rebel like this. What's wrong with me?"

"Nothing, you're doing what normal people do at 12. Some sort of sexual awakening mixed with the urge to rebel."

"You sound like me," I finally get up and join him. We walk back to the dorms. Well I to mine and him to his. I shower thoroughly and brew coffee instead of just using instant coffee. I blare music through the kitchen speakers and sing along to my heart's content. While the coffee brews, I dance around and get dressed. I've got my shirt half-buttoned and tucked sloppily into the skirt. I'm halfway through tugging my left sock on when my front door opens. I scream and topple over.

"Oh my god! Don't ever make that sound again!" from the ground I see Min Ho plugging his ears. He looks handsome in his school uniform, mmm but his tie is sloppy.

"Min Ho," I stand up and brush myself off "Ughh, Alexa volume two. Min Ho, how did you get in?"

"You left your door unlocked. Someone could have broken in." He closes the door behind himself and I hear the lock click.

"Why'd you lock the door?"

"So no one could interrupt us," he stalk closer to me and hold me around my waist. "You know coffee seems to be a good taste on your tongue." He kisses me again. It's even more heated than the first one. Except this time it's real. I can feel the warmth of his body against mine.

"UH (Y/n)?" Q shakes me awake "(Y/n), you were drooling into your coffee." I grunt myself awake and take in my surroundings. I'm not in my dorm, I'm in the boy's dorm. I've got contacts in and I'm quite neatly dressed. Even someone had french braided my hair. Kitty.

I scan over and see that Min Ho, too is very neatly dressed and his tie has been placed impeccably. Except he's not in his uniform he's just dressed for a business meeting.

"Why are you dressed so fancy?"

"I told you we're going to have a photo shoot. If the press sees what charity I've done it'' will reflect well that my mother has raised a gentle and caring son."

"And why am I being used as a pawn to further your mother's success?"

"Because I gave you a makeover. Scratch that I gave you the opportunity not to die a virgin." I slap Min Ho sharp across the jaw

"You deserve the makeover." I point in his face "I may have been ugly on the outside, but you are far worse. Your insides are hideous, you're a slimy festering worm, a conglomerate of all things evil culminating on the insides." I punctuate most of my words with a poke to his chest. Slowly I back him into a wall.

"Woah what the hell is happening?" Dae questions

"This better not be another dream," I push the door open behind us

"Another dream?"

"(Y/n), you're drooling again?" Dae shakes my shoulder

"Fuck I need to get some sleep." I wipe my eyes "And not have a sex dream." and groan into a pillow

"I'm sorry, what?"

"You're continuously having sex dreams?" I hear Min Ho say from the kitchen.

"No,"

"Who are they about?"

"None of your business. Dae shouldn't you be home?"

"I was just about to leave, but you were groaning in your sleep. Are you alright."

"I'm fine. Go home Dae," I put a hand on his shoulder.

He seems ready to leave, picking up phis duffel and almost running out of the room.

"How did I end up here?"

"Q said you passed out after taking a hike with him at four in the morning. We didn't have your card so we couldn't get into your dorm."

"Wait wait wait, before we go any further, am I dreaming?"

"You just woke up?"

"Yeah well, I've been fooled before."

"you're awake. Oh how do you say to a photoshoot with me after chuseok?"

"Holy shit am I psychic? Or is this deja vu?"

"what are you talking about?"

"I swear I just had this conversation with you. But in my dream."

"Oh, so you are having sex dreams and dreaming about me?"

"Sorta, but in this last dream I was just yelling at you. You seemed kind of turned on by it." he rears back

"So you're having multiple sex dreams about me?" I sit up and tuck my knees in

"Sort of? I was talking to a friend and they said I should just try to make out with you to get out of my system."

"What, who said that?"

"I'm not going to reveal my sources."

"Well why don't you try and kiss me and get it out your system."

"Because that's gross."

"Well, you're the one who's dreaming about it."

"I should have never told you, I knew this would go poorly."

"If you don't kiss me, maybe I'll just kiss you."

"Oh brother," I drop my face into a nearby pillow

"What," he drags me back up by my shoulder. He smiles and it just feels magnetic

"That's something you would have said in those dreams. Something super cliche and Wattpad-y"

"Well, If I kiss you what will happen?"

"I don't know," I gasp as he leans with gently puckered lips. I put a hand on his collar and give him a gentle pushback. "And I don't want to find out. I don't think I'm emotionally mature enough to be ready for a relationship with you. You're very handsome, but I'm not ready to handle you the way you are. I'll see you at dinner tomorrow Min Ho." I get up and leave the dorm. I've learned from my dreams in several ways and picked up all my belonging after making a dramatic exit.

♨︎☤♨︎✄

I decided to catch up on my sleep. And man was I exhausted. I slept for almost 16 hours and woke up the next day. It was actual Chuseok day so I needed my head screwed on straight. I got out my mom's cookbook to get the maejakgwa recipe. Because my family couldn't get them fresh I was going to make two batches. Baking always takes my mind off everything. I get so focused on the details. The timer dings as I scrub some dishes and I pull the ginger cookies out of the oven.

They smell delicious.

I want to eat all of them.

I let the cookies cool down and find a fun box to package them. I try to write out a letter to my family but I end up sobbing onto the sheet of paper. Before I can get too emotional I text a hand delivery service and tell them that I need a box of cookies brought to my friends. I prepare the box and wait by the front entrance of the school. A man on a scooter collects the box with a smile. I return to the dorm and prepare my main dish.

My granny's muguk.

I had to buy beef broth because I didn't have the time to prepare true broth. while that boils I chop radish and scallions and then slice up the beef. The dorm swells with the smell of Granny's delicious soup. It's what reminds me that I have yet to eat breakfast. I throw the final seasonings in the pot and wash my hands.

There's not much in the fridge but I find two Chobani flips and guzzle them down. Then I take down a box of strawberries. I lower the heat on the soup and let it simmer for another hour. I spend that time getting ready for dinner. I find a big slouchy cardigan and a really cool long pleated skirt. I add a simple white tank top under the cardigan and match it with some white sneakers. That sense of rebellion rises and I keep my glasses on.

I give my hair a curl and clip some pieces back and put o a light layer of makeup on. The sun is starting to set so I pot my soup and bring it down to the common area. I run back up to my dorm and retrieve the cookies and when I return the hall is almost full of expats.

Unfortunately so are Professor Finnerty and Professor Lee are there as well. I have nothing against Professor Finnerty. He's handsome and understands the students better because he seems like he's fresh out of the womb. But, Professor Lee is too intense for my peers. I like him though. I see Kitty, Q and Min Ho pull up. They place down big bowls of food and everyone finds a seat to get situated.

"Kitty, why don't you make a toast?" Q pushed her up to stand

"Well, hello everybody this is my first Chuseok but I'm going to make sure it isn't my last." There's a scatter of giggles "I want to make this toast out to my mom. Wherever you are, I love you, Mom, Happy Chuseok!" we all cheer and clink our glasses together. I find my soup and take a healthy portion of my muguk. Then I get a scoop of white rice and some japchae.

I say thank you for the food and dig in. Someone brought a gallon of Arizona iced tea so I grab a cup when I burn my tongue on the beef. I meet Min Ho at the drink station

"Oh Hello, (Y/n)."

"Min Ho you look kind of sweaty," I reach up for his forehead and it feels clammy.

"I feel fine."

"Well, you have that date tonight, right?"

"Yeah, how did you-"

"I hear you bragging about it. Just here, "I dig around my sweater pockets and provid some pills. "You look like you may need some meds. Here's Dramamine for nausea, tums, if your stomach starts spinning and cramping. It's an anti-acid. And for general pain here's some Advil." I hand him three little bottles

"Oh, why are you giving me meds. If you saw I was sick wouldn't you love that my date be sabotaged?"

"What who do you think I am? If I ugh If I like someone I'm not gonna purposefully let them have a bad date so they can crawl into my arms. Here, get Lulu an ice cream I hear she likes strawberries."

"Actually we would need to get sorbet."

I return to the tasty Japchae and my muguk. I was enjoying it until someone brought up that Min Ho is the one who cooked it.

"You cooked this Min Ho?" I pulled my utensils from my face

"Yeah, it's my mum's recipe."

"Well, it's delicious." I give him a smile and take another bite "Could use some salt."

"Is this your soup?" He takes a small bowl and has a bite "Could use some pepper."

"Well, you should try my maejakgwa cookies. Maybe bring some to Lulu."

"come here," He stands up and grabs me by the elbow. I'm taken around a corner and pressed against the wall. "what are you doing?"

"What do you mean what am I doing?" I look into his eyes and shake his hand off

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because I'm a nice person?"

"Well stop, you used to have so much fire why'd you give up?"

"Because you obviously like Lulu. And she's way prettier and better at dancing than I am. So just go on that date and have fun."

I get up on my toes and give him a kiss on the cheek.

I take a deep breath and I limp back to the table ad take the display of steamed dumplings and stuff a stack of napkins in my pocket. I have no thought process my body just moves to its only comfort. I begin blindly stuffing my face until there's no elasticity left in my cheeks. I continue this self-pitying tirade until Professor Lee slams on the table to get everyone to quiet down. I realize what I've done and leave the room.

On my out of the dining hall, I find a nearby garbage bin and spit out my cheek fulls of soft gyoza. Tears are already running down my cheeks from shame. I doubt more than two people were looking at me but my brain tells me my worst fears. Everyone was watching the 'used to be' fat loser cry and stock her cheeks with pork and chicken. I get one of those napkins from my pocket and wipe the corners of my mouth. When I spot and exit I slam the metal and glass door open and continue half-assed splits as cool air hits my reddened cheeks.

"(Y/n)? What are you doing out here?" Oh no, oh god no. I turn on my heel. easiest way to avoid your problems is to run from them "Wait (Y/n) Erg!" Min Ho's distresses gurgles quell my escape

"Are you alright?" I get closer to him"what the hell's wrong with you?"

"I think someone poisoned me."

"What!" I grab my phone and start dialing the poison helpline all while blubbering nonsense Min Ho

"No, I think someone poisoned me with dairy."

"Ohhh that's why you would get sorbet." I reach through my pocket but only find the empty paper cube where the Lactaid pill I took this morning sat. "Oh shit, just," I grab him around his arms and help him up the stairs where we connect with Kitty.

"Finally, you took your sweet time,"

"Wait, you texted Kitty for help?" I let go of his shoulders

"Yeah?"

"Alright," Min Ho's phone interupts me

"It's Lulu she just pulled in. Someone cover for me. But make her feel allured, make me interesting."

"I've got it." I look Kitty in the yes and she grabs onto his bicep and they waddle to a nearby bathroom. I spin on my heel and brace the outdoors.

"Who are you? Have you seen Min Ho?"

"No, Ive been texting him nonstop but he hasn't responded." Her eyes light up. I know it's because she knows min ho is blowing me off to test her "He was supposed to take me for sorbet at six but I guess he got us both."

"Really he double-booked me with you? But you're so, whatever. You tell Minnie that we're going to dinner and sorbet at six tomorrow. One night with me and he'll have no reason to be late again." She turn on her heel and get's back into her fancy private car.

I swallow a ball in my throat and march back up the steps. Kitty is waiting for me ad Min Ho emerges from the doors looking relaxed and refreshed.

"Sooooo?"

"You two have a date tomorrow at six, you're getting dinner and sorbet. make sure to bring a condom." I pat his shoulder with the hand holding my phone. I sway drunkenly back to my room and get undressed. I line up some skin care on the ledge of the bath while it fills with hot water. I fill the tub with confused tears as I take my makeup off and comb my soppy hair.

#xo kitty #kdrama #min ho x y/n #strangers to lovers #wet dream #enemies to lovers

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'Time isn't a physical thing yet writer/director Andrew Haigh somehow weaves the mercurial essence of it into every single frame that makes up his fifth feature, All of Us Strangers (sixth if you count Looking: The Movie). In doing so, Haigh imbues the film with an ethereal quality that's just a step or two outside of our so-called objective reality.

But actually, that's what life can often be like as a queer person. In childhood, other kids often know you're different before you do, as if they've glimpsed your future first-hand, and for those who suppress their queerness growing up, it often takes years longer to come into your own.

Even then, once you've finally found some degree of healing, past traumas can pull you back in time just like that, transforming you once again into a younger, damaged version of yourself. (It doesn't help that coming out is a lifelong process, as if you're stuck in a not-so-funny '80s time-loop movie.)

In All of Us Strangers, a gay forty-something man named Adam is literally pulled back to these traumas when he meets his dead parents as they were, all those years ago before an accident took them away.

In coming out to these time-displaced figures – who both bring with them the baggage of AIDS-fuelled '80s hysteria – Andrew Scott's character almost becomes a child himself again, and in Haigh's real childhood home, no less.

Through adapting Taichi Yamada's novel Strangers (a book that's also a product of the '80s), Haigh bridges the gap between not just his past self and the present, but also two different eras of gay men through the intergenerational love story that unfolds between Adam and Harry (Paul Mescal), a younger man who accompanies him on this journey of healing.

Digital Spy caught up with Andrew Haigh to discuss coming-out scenes of a very different kind and the importance of crafting "a love letter to queer people of a certain generation". Along the way, we also talked the hidden significance of that sex scene and why casting Jamie Bell and Claire Foy was such a gamble.

All of Us Strangers plays so much with time – like most of your work does – and that feels intrinsically queer to me. As queer people, we don't always follow a traditional timeline, so I wondered if you could share how the film's shifting of time relates to the queerness that's integral to this story?

It's so interesting, because I feel like as a queer person, time is somehow different. As you say, your life seems to go on a different trajectory, and you don't have the sort of markers that other people have, although that is changing. I do think for younger queer people, it is a slightly different experience.

So I think it's just inherent in me as a person that I see time slightly differently, which is why it's always so interesting for me to play around with the idea of time.

All of my films, whether it's been Weekend, which is an obsession with 48 hours of someone's life, or 45 Years where something from the past has come back and disrupted the present, it just... I'm just so interested in the nature of time.

Casting Jamie Bell and Claire Foy as Andrew Scott's parents, even though they're actually younger than him, is such an interesting idea to play around with, both visually and emotionally. But were you ever apprehensive or worried that this approach might fall short or not work in the way you hoped it would?

Yeah, I was really worried about it [laughs]. I thought if that doesn't work, the film is terrible. People might laugh at it and be like, "This is just so stupid". The film works on an emotional level and I need that to be believable and real.

But then, weirdly, the minute I started filming with them, my fears went away, because I could see that it was working in the moment. And I could see that it was working emotionally.

Jamie and Claire do an incredible job at feeling like they are Andrew's parents. And he does feel like he is their child. So the nature of how they look sort of becomes irrelevant. Then I thought a lot about how, of course, that makes sense.

If we think about our parents in our minds, we don't necessarily think about what they look like now, if they're still around. We think about how they used to be. It's the same with anybody in our lives. You can think of a friend that you may not have been in contact with for 20-30 years. In your mind, they're exactly like they were back then. I think that is just the nature of our memory and how that works, so it does make sense for the film.

That moment when Adam gets into bed with his parents could have been particularly hard to pull off, but it works so beautifully within the context of the narrative.

I mean it could be ridiculous. He's wearing pyjamas that don't fit, and he's trying to get into bed with his parents. It could be absolutely ridiculous. But I think it speaks to this idea... Think about those pyjamas.

We all understand the desire to want to go back and feel that comfort sometimes that we felt as a child, but of course, it doesn't fit anymore. They're too tight and he isn't a child. He is an adult. But within all of us, we still have that element of being a child within our adult bodies, not just as children but our parents are the same. Everybody is the same. The child is always trapped within us.

That element really comes to the fore in the film's two coming out scenes when Adam reveals himself to parents who are technically younger than him. We've seen so many coming out stories over the years, but we've never seen anything like this before. Why do you think these two scenes have resonated in particular with so many fans of the film?

I mean, there's a number of things. People are always like, "Oh, we don't need more coming-out scenes. We've done all the coming-out scenes," but I think a lot of us, as queer people and gay people, are still affected by that, that feeling of having to come out and how terrifying, how horrendous that was for so many of us and the fear of having to say something to our parents, and they may reject us for that.

It was a very, very traumatic event for lots and lots of people, especially back in the '80s.

What this is about, in many ways, it's not just that he's coming out to his parents, but he's being reminded of how he used to feel back then. Because the parents reaction is how everybody felt about gay people back in the '80s. Or how most people felt. That was a very difficult time.

I wanted it to be sort of generous as well, even to the parents, because they lived in a period of time where they were just fed stories and lies, essentially, and fears about gay people. So I didn't want to vilify the parents either because that's the culture they lived in at the time.

It's so rare still to see the experiences of gay men Adam's age explored like this. Why would you say it's important that the stories of gay men who lived through the AIDS crisis continued to be centred this way on screen?

I think it's a really important generation for me as a queer storyteller. I wanted to say something about that generation, and it is a very specific generation. It is a generation of people who grew up as AIDS was decimating communities.

As young queer people in that time, we grew up surrounded by the idea that our sexuality was completely linked to death. I think it's very easy to forget how traumatic and horrendous that was, and that we are still living with the ramifications of that and the shame that went along with that.

The way that people treated us made us feel ashamed. It's not that we were inherently shameful because we were gay, but we were made to feel shamed. That has been a struggle that a lot of us have had to work through into our 40s and 50s and people into their 60s are still dealing with that, so I think it's a really important thing.

And also just to remind people that yes the world has changed, thank God, and everyone seems to have forgotten what it was like back then, but we haven't forgotten, even on an unconscious level. We can remember.

I always wanted it to be a love letter to queer people of a certain generation to say, "You know what? I know that it's still painful to think back at that time, and it is still painful. And I want us to realise that it's still painful and it's okay to to appreciate that sometimes."

I was born in the mid '80s, so I wasn't an adult during the height of the AIDS crisis, but I absolutely felt the ramifications of it still into the '90s and beyond, this idea that being gay is instantly connected to fear and death.

Yeah, the '90s wasn't a Golden Age either. Even into the late '90s, I remember there were debates going on in the House of Commons where people would still be saying that what we were doing was sinful and wrong and that we were gonna go to hell.

This is in the '90s. This is not the 1970s or 1980s. So I think that living in the '80s and '90s was not an easy time for queer people, definitely.

That sex scene early on where Harry licks cum off Adam's chest really struck me, because any kind of contact with bodily fluids like this would have once been horrifying to Adam. Did you consciously include this scene in relation to Adam's shame and him overcoming it?

Absolutely. That's the point of that shot to me. I think there's probably lots and lots of people who will not truly understand that at all. Of course, you will understand it because you understand it from a personal standpoint.

There are two gay people of a different generation and one has no fear in that moment of what he's doing. The other one is still resistant to that. That's years of something within his body telling him to be resistant. And he overcomes it because of course, you can overcome it. Lots of people do overcome that fear and shame and that is the point.

In that moment, there was a little bit of resistance, but the intimacy and the compassion of Harry in that moment allows him to overcome a sort of embedded fear.

Some people see the ending as very uplifting and hopeful while others find it sad. Obviously, tragic endings are embedded in the history of queer cinema, so did you feel pressure to try and avoid tropes like 'Bury Your Gays'?

I understand there was that trope. It's often the trope actually gets said more than the reality of that being an actual reality. It's like "Oh, you're gonna kill off all the gays" but actually, that's not always what happens.

There is a way in which this film could have ended on a very optimistic, joyful note. To me, that would have been a little bit simplistic in terms of what the story is trying to unpick and understand, which is about the actual nature, the essence of love, and what is important within that.

I also think that sometimes when you're telling queer stories, I want to dig a little bit deeper into the pain, into the reality of things. There you can get closer to the truth and I think that is important.

Let's go back to the '80s. A lot of people, a lot of gay, queer people, lost their partners young and lost a lot of people that were very, very important to them. But as that also happened, what I found so profoundly beautiful is, it sort of highlighted the idea of love in itself as being some kind of saviour and that it can save you and the importance of that love. After all, loss is still so fundamentally important.

Looking back, is there a particular example of queer TV or film that really resonated with a younger version of yourself?

It's a tricky one. I feel like in the end, it was probably watching Beautiful Thing, that Hettie Macdonald film.

I remember I was working in a cinema, the National Film Theatre, and it was the gay and lesbian film festival, I think, or it was a special screening of Beautiful Thing. There is a gay film, actually, that's very, very joyous. It's got so much joy in it. It ends on a really uplifting, joyful note.

I just remember sitting at the back as an usher, seeing that film, and I wasn't even out at that point. I was still in the closet. And I remember feeling like, "Ah, okay, there's a possibility out there for me". I remember loving that moment. It was both emotional and cathartic and joyous.

I still love that film. I watch that film now when they're running through the woods and The Mamas and the Papas are playing and they kiss against the tree. It's so beautiful. I adore it. So even though my films don't often end on moments of pure joy, I still like moments of pure joy [laughs].'

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