Fantasy AUs

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[fluidgender]

I don't think most people say sentences like that when they talk about their emotions, darling.

[hououji]

What would you have me do, then? I don’t know how else to react.

[fluidgender]

[Person who spent most of their life emotionally stunted blinks.]

...feels like this is one of those trick questions that don't have any good answers.

[hououji]

I didn’t mean it to be…

[fluidgender]

No, no, just in the... either way I'd be controlling yer feelings like Pops kinda way.

[hououji]

My love, you could never be like him. I promise you.

[fluidgender]

I feel like we're getting off the subject of you not pushing yourself after you see the girls.

[hououji]

My life is already shorter. I don’t want it to be boring or pointless.

[fluidgender]

That's way too fast to be assigning worth to moments.,,

But I'm not asking you to rest forever. I'm asking for you to rest while you're recovering from a poison.

[hououji]

I’ve been healed. It’s not the pace of a queen to rest too much. There are things that need to be done.

[fluidgender]

[They lean against their cheek, tut tutting a little. She'd be like this even if she still had the years. But then again... they'd say the same thing in her shoes.]

Love you too. [It just slips out like that.]

[hououji]

[ she pauses only to turn and smile sweetly. ]

… I’ve been lucky in life, haven’t I?

[fluidgender]

Not as lucky as me, I bet.

[hououji]

I’m lucky because of you.

[fluidgender]

I love you too.

[hououji]

Get some rest, my love. We have quite a bit of work ahead of us.

[fluidgender]

So nothing's changed. [But said pleasantly.

But they'll let that be that.]

[hououji]

Nothing worth thinking about. [ She’s going to go check on Catra!!! She’s very worried about her little girl.

Lmao ranma alone in her childhood bedroom tho. ]

[fluidgender]

[They aren't sure they've spent this much time in here, honestly. Maybe a few minutes during diplomatic trips or something like that but...

Its odd. Feels odd.

Catra is, naturally, very eager to find her mom. She's not even gonna pretend to be anti-touch, she's going for a snuggle immediately. She'll purr. She don't care.]

[hououji]

[ It’s very Fuu in a way no room they’ve shared has been. High bookshelves, well-loved stuffed toys, pictures and mementos of her childhood on the shelves.

Books and books and journals filled with medical knowledge. Jars of herbs and tools neatly in a row on her desk. A war medic uniform hung on a hook on the wall that still has light staining of what was probably blood.

It’s almost like a time capsule. Like everything was the way she left for Nerima. She’s never had the time to go through it.

She spends so long just holding Kaori close, petting her hair. ] I was so worried when I sent you home alone. I was afraid you’d be hurt… I’m so glad you made it safely.

[fluidgender]

[Ranma's certainly thought a lot about Fuu's sacrifices. The way the pressures of the position has restrained them both. When forced to do a speech, they've probably spent more time gushing about Fuu and her life than talking about their own.

But its different to think about it in your brain than it is to see it around you. They gently take a book off a shelf and then immediately feel guilty for doing so. Like Ranma's sullying it with their own touch.]

Me? I was worried about you! I should've stayed, I know I shouldn't have let you talk me into leaving...

[hououji]

[ It’s a storybook! A novel about magic and wizards and such. Right next to it, a book on strategy in war time tips to fill the space. ]

None of that. I’m your mother. It’s my job to protect you, not the other way around.

[missedorientation]

[Ranma reads the whole thing. Looking for ways the paper have creased or worn down. The history of its use. They'll do the same with other books too.]

Someone's gotta be protecting you too! It ain't fair otherwise!

[hououji]

[ There’s a diary tucked in there, on the shelf closest to her desk. ]

And that’s what your father has done over the last twenty or so years. He’s very stubborn about it.

[missedorientation]

[Does the mental math on the acceptable statue of limitations on diary reading, peeks anyway.]

Should you even be walking around this early? You've been suffering for who knows how long.