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👑 princess mia. 👑 19 years old. fashion design major. cheerleader.

[mia-roux]

julienfitzherbert‌:

he shouldn’t have been surprised to hear her exuberant reply. the explanation that followed her hello to him helped paint the picture a little easier. he couldn’t blame her for wanted to have a little fun. “ i wouldn’t just you either way.” he countered gently. even if she had been enjoying the fighting. the people doing the fighting seemed to be enjoying so it had to count for something. “i know how stressful life can get sometimes. it’s nice to just be able to enjoy yourself among people that are also enjoying themselves.” he paused for a moment take a drink again before nodding. “summer was great and i am doing well. how are you? I feel like it has been too long.”

“Nor would I judge you. Are you here for the fighting, though?” Mia asked, a little surprised by Julien’s presence that evening. It didn’t super feel like his scene, but then again they were friends but not besties, so she only had her preconceived notions about him to go off of.

“Yeah, that’s totally it. It’s great to have fun with other people having fun,” she agreed, mentally only half-agreeing. A big part of the reason why she was there in the first place was because she didn’t want to miss out on any gossip that could result from the evening. Not showing up to the social event of homecoming week was not the move, but luckily she soon had another question from Julien to keep her from word-vomiting her true intentions for that evening.

“I’m fine. Everything’s fine. My brother’s king now and my dad’s still judging me like fashion design isn’t an actual major but, you know, same old. Just minus the sorority this year. Which is totally fine since I quit and then greek life was coincidentally completely cancelled.”

[mia-roux]

delphinewinter‌:

Del lifted her brow as she listened to Mia speak. “Hmm… I guess you could say its lacking drama in the conventional sense.” she definitely didn’t agree. Then again the two of them came from very different worlds. “But if you watch enough fights you know that they are like a ballet of violence. With twists and turns you never quite know who’s going to end up on the floor. Or if they will ever get back up. That is where the thrill comes from. Or at least that is how I see it.” she shrugged her shoulders. She was pretty sure there were only a very limited number of people that felt the way that she did. “Winning money is also a nice perk..” she added with a grin. Not that Princess Roux needed to worry about money. But still, she imagined Mia could appreciate the thrill of a win.

“I don’t really like violence. Not even over me... anymore. Not after last time,” Mia shrugged, turning her attention back towards the ring as she continued to speak to Delphine. “Ballet is fine. But like ballet, there’s some training involved to make it good and some of these kids... well.”

She didn’t mean to sound so judgmental about it, but it was just sort of coming out. Maybe there was still some bitterness left in her regarding her former sorority sisters... even though the sorority no longer existed.

“I sure hope they get back up or else that’s a lawsuit waiting to happen,” she remarked, her eyes falling to Delphine once again once the topic of money was brought up.  “Speaking of money, did you place any bets tonight?”

[mia-roux]

julienfitzherbert‌:

tapping his fingers on the edge of his glass, he watched as they re set up for the next round of fighters. something told him they had done it before with how quick and easy they dealt with the blood on the ground. an efficiency some people never found in their entire lives. it was something. Julien took a drink of his water quietly when he noticed Mia in the crowd. she looked like she was having a good time so he was half tempted not to say hello but also, he hadn’t spoken to her in some time and he figured, why not. “you look like you’re having a good time.” he offered easily. an open smile gracing his face. @mia-roux

She’d definitely bought a few more drinks than she’d intended to that night, but by the time she’d realized it, it was way too late to question why hers seemed so much more expensive than those of the people behind her in line. While she wasn’t exactly grateful for the upcharge, she was finally having some fun. And just in time too, because if she’d been bored any longer she would’ve considered the night a bust.

“Julien!” she greeted as soon as her favorite Fitzherbert twin popped up in front of her. “Oh my gods, how are you? How was your summer? Please know it’s the alcohol encouraging the fun, not the fighting. I’m anti-violence.”

[robpattzs]

Set It Up (2018) dir. Claire Scanlon

[mia-roux]

delphinewinter‌:

Leaning against the makeshift bar. A self rolled cigarette pressed between her lips as she watched the crowd. A few fights had already gone down. The bets were still rolling in and the place was practically at capacity. She’d expected that everything was going to go well. But she hadn’t expected it to go this well. It was turning out to be worth involving so many other people. They’d have a nice chunk of cash to split between them. Not to mention it had sated her craving for some good old fashion violence. Feeling a presence next to her she turned her head to greet the person. “Having fun?” she asked loudly over the cheers of the crowd as the next duo entered the “ring”. Delphine was in a good mood for the night. She figured she could be social and make sure people were enjoying the little show they’d put together.

Mia didn’t really know what had drawn her out of her apartment that night. Boredom? Intrigue? The societal pressure to be seen? Who knew. But after hearing word spread of a not-that-secret fight club, she figured attending wouldn’t be the worst thing.

She’d pregamed a decent amount, which obviously made things a little more fun, but since she had no intention on blowing her money betting on people fighting each other, she was starting to think that her time that evening could’ve been spent somewhere else. Like... throwing her own rager. Or inviting Tristan over. Or watching the most boring documentary she could find to just go straight to bed.

Deciding that more alcohol might’ve been necessary to make the night a good one, Mia somehow managed to scoot over to the bar, ducking past entirely too many bodies for the space until she had a drink in hand. “It’s kind of... dull, isn’t it?” she didn’t hesitate to reply, turning to look at who had clearly spoken to her.

A former sorority sister. Of course.

“I mean, maybe fun for the people in the ring,” Mia acknowledged with a shrug. “But watching back-to-back-to-back matches of two people fighting just because they’re told to? Mmmm. Where’s the drama?”

[mia-roux]

texts - tristan & mia

TRISTAN: cause dumb college kids? idk babe. it's just fun. parties are fun.

TRISTAN: booze, girls, hanging with friends. I don't know what it was about frat parties, but girls loved to throw themselves at your brother and I at them

MIA: Yeah, they are, agree. But it's fascinating seeing there be actual consequences nowadays.

MIA: Mmm. Fascinating.

MIA: Well, that's gone. R.I.P.

[mia-roux]

texts - tristan & mia

TRISTAN: will say, taking a BIT of offense to that babe. I get your beef with them, but harsh.

MIA: Again, fully no offense because remember, I'm a former sorority girl too, BUT...

MIA: Beyond a bonding experience and the occasional charity work, what exactly is the point of greek life?

MIA: And why are the greek parties always where the crazy stuff goes down? Remember last year and the fire? Now this year and defacing school property among other things. Just saying.

[mia-roux]

texts - tristan & mia

TRISTAN: what is Auradon's hottest princess up to?

MIA: Feeling validated that the Greeks are gone.

MIA: No offense, former VP.

[mia-roux]

itsmitchroux‌:

Mitch Roux might be King of Auradon, but he was also a big brother and his sister was currently moving into her new apartment off campus, which meant he was in charge of carrying in the heavy boxes and furniture she didn’t want to be bothered with. He groaned as he walked through the room to drop a heavy box into the bathroom, wondering what in the hell his sister could have that weighed that much, and took a quick pause to lean against the sink and catch his breath. Hearing a shuffling in the bedroom, Mitch peaked his head out spotted Mia, rushing around, no doubt trying to make the room look ‘homey’ or whatever. “How much more shit do you have?” He muttered, running his hands through his damp hair.

@mia-roux

Truthfully, Mia was thankful that her brother had volunteered to help her move that afternoon. Not because he was doing an amazing job or anything (really, they could have hired a team and been done already), but it was nice to spend some time with him. She felt like they’d barely been able to see each other since he’d become King, and now that they were no longer both attending AU, they’d be seeing each other even less.

As much as she really didn’t want to admit it aloud, she was going to miss him. So it was nice to be able to soak in any last time together before... what? The next more than one day holiday break? The first alumni event of the year? It was so weird to think that she didn’t know the next time she’d be seeing him.

“You do know most of this has just been my closet, right?” she joked as she stepped out from where she’d been rearranging a chair in her bedroom. “It’s not too late for me to hire someone to finish things. You can take a break. We can get milkshakes or something.”

[mia-roux]

text message ✉️ ela

MIA: Have YOU seen my elusive brother?

MIA: And also have you two worked out what you are yet? Because I can't keep up.

[mia-roux]

text message ✉️ sydney

MIA: Hey. So I know we've never spoken before, but word on the street is that you're not in any sorority.

[mia-roux]

charmingtris‌:

“Our son and I was just…thinking about you.” Reaching out, he took the girl’s hand, running a finger over her wedding ring before releasing it back to her. “You and our son and um, it’s really not important, love. What is important is the fact that we have a whole week of socializing to do, but I don’t want you to overexert yourself. Say it with me right now, my name is Mia Charming and I understand that I am pregnant and not in the position to do all the things because at some point I really need to rest.”

Letting Tristan take her hand, Mia looked at him curiously before simply accepting his answer. Considering how relaxed of a moment it was, she actually believed him. “My name is Mia Charming,” she started, repeating after him word for word. “And I understand that I am pregnant and I will only do eighty-five percent of all the things, because there’s a whole bunch of people who need gowns right now and maternity leave doesn’t start until the baby’s out,” she countered. “But I will rest.”

[mia-roux]

charmingtris‌:

Tristan wasn’t the sappy type, of that one could guarentee, but more and more he also found himself staring at his wife, lost in blissful thought. Growing up, Mia was the last person he had ever considered himself to be matched with. Structure of the kingdoms wise, it made sense - he was the prince of a powerful allied kingdom, she was the princess of the entire kingdom of Auradon, she was his best friend’s little sister. On paper they made a cute love story, but in reality things had been much more difficult. Maybe that was why he found himself lost as he stared at her, only then realizing that her mouth was actually moving and theoretically words were coming out - more than likely at him. “Huh? Sorry, wasn’t um, listening very well. What did you say babe?” @mia-roux

Mia knew when she was speaking to someone who wasn’t paying attention. Most of the time that person was not, in fact, her husband, but considering how she’d just said ‘Kill me. I’m so tired of this’ she was actually thankful for the chance to amend things to have a bit more of a positive spin. Was she curious as to what was on his mind enough for him to be spacing out? Sure. But she figured she should answer his question before she posed her own. “Your son needs to be born already. He’s apparently going to be a soccer superstar,” she shrugged, trying to adjust herself so that she’d be comfortable. A difficult task. “What’s on your mind?”

[mia-roux]

bridgettecharming‌:

All it took was a quick text to her brother asking which room he was staying in for Bridgette to know where to find Mia, her close friend turned sister in law. Honestly, Bridgette remained strong on the idea that Mia was way out of her brother’s league, but she wasn’t going to bring it up every time she saw the two. Maybe just when she got a little too drunk on the bubbly. Knocking on the door, she wasted no time barging into the room once the door was made. “Tristan told me where you two were staying, no I don’t have magical senses.” She joked, waiting for the door to be closed to hug her friend. “I’m in desperate need of a dress of this event this week and I figured you had to have options. Although now I’m starting to wonder how they’d fit me considering your situation.” She had definitely forgotten about the baby on the way.

@mia-roux

If Mia could spend all day, every day sleeping so that she could ignore the fact that her future child was clearly a soccer player, she would. She had already been pregnant for what felt like forever and she was just ready to get the whole birth thing over with. Pouting to herself as soon  as she heard a knock on the door, it took Mia a moment to decide that it was worth it to get up (and then it took her a while to get up) before she opened the door to reveal Bridgette. Okay, worth it. “Yeah, I’m going to be honest... nothing that I’ve brought with me will fit you,” the girl acknowledged as she did her best to return the girl’s hug. “Conveniently, though, I still haven’t moved all of my stuff out of my brother’s castle, so I can probably still help you out. It’d just require a quick trip. And an open mind to things I made or purchased over two years ago.”

[mia-roux]

IN 10 YEARS…

Mia Charming (née Roux), on top of being on her brother’s council, designs ballgowns (and only ballgowns) from her castle in Cinderellasburg. It’s a great mix of all of her interests and considering how many formal events are constantly happening in Auradon, the ballgown thing is steady work in between council meetings.

RE: the name change - eventually Mia somehow got Tristan Charming to marry her (after several years of dating there may’ve been an ultimatum tossed in there, plus several threats to propose herself). It was truly a winding journey, but they’re quite happy. They’ve been married for 2 years now and she is very, very pregnant with their first child.

[mia-roux]

text message ✉️ tristan

TRISTAN: Though I wouldn't mind a little pre-visit information. Such as how much you miss me ;)

MIA: No, now that you've agreed to visit I think I'll hold off on sharing that. Build anticipation.

[mia-roux]

text message ✉️ tristan

TRISTAN: Since when have you gotten so sneaky? I'll have to remember to keep you on my side.

TRISTAN: kk I can do that babe.

MIA: It's always been there, I just haven't had to use it much yet.

MIA: Good.