So... originally I didn't want to see the Mulan remake. But after seeing videos of these two ?!
I'm definitely going to do it.
Mulan is definitely often shipped with girls.
I love Shang & Mulan.
But in Ouat I only wanted one thing, for Mulan to end up with Aurora or Merida ?! And that never happened !
Now I also find myself shipping the one in the remake with another woman ?
Even though I really like the ship with Mulan & Honghui, but Xian Lang is just superior. And then I'm a sucker for the villain x heroine trope, you know that.
In any case it's funny that even if the remake is clearly inferior to the original (not very surprising) well a form of queer subtext persists. In the original a possible bisexuality of Shang, and here with Xian Lang whose certain gestures towards Mulan cannot be explained by heterosexuality, definitely not...
Hi darling how are you?Can i resquest for a romantic and platónic matchup for Once upon a time, Marvel and Supernatural/Lord of the rings ( i can't chose the last One 💀)
My appearance : i am a 22 year old
She/her ,lesbian mixed Portuguese/Cape Verdean, Moroccan girl , my natural is very dark Brown (it looks almost black ) and my hair very curly , i am 1.78 cm tall , i am light skin , i wear glasses and i have tattoos .
Personality: My friends describe me as loyal, intelligent, caring but with the energy of a black cat, sarcastic , suportive , unique and witchy ( i am a hellenic pagan ✨)Also i am a INFP . Fun fact my friends say that i am their Mortícia ✨🥹
hobbies : i love to read , listen to music ( i love music from 70's and 80's ) specially on vinyl , i do belly dance , i love museams, theather and movies .
My style: i am goth and my style is more on the romantic , whimsigoth . But some Times i just like to dress like a dark academy vibe.
Some of favorite childhood movies are : corpse bride , Van Helsing, Monster house , Hércules, the mummy , the Adams family , Alice in Wonderland , Dark Shadows
My favorite movies /TV show from teens to now : crimson peak ,sleppy hollow , swenny tod , beetlejuice , miss periguine' s home of peculiar children , once upon a time, supernatural, Anne with an e , Agatha all along, wandavision .
My all time favorite artist are : Michael Jackson ( since i was 6), Queen , ABBA , maneskin, Whitney Houston and Melanie Martinez 🖤
I hope that you have a Nice day .
Hello, I am doing well!
I hope you are, too!
I would love to write you some romantic and platonic matchups for Once Upon A Time, Marvel, and Lord Of The Rings (Hope it's alright to choose that one!)
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I really hope you like your matches!
Enjoy!
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Romantic and Platonic Matchups; Once Upon A Time, Marvel, and Lord Of The Rings
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Platonic;
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Once Upon A Time;
Regina Mills -
When the curse broke, you were overwhelmed
Your memories came flooding back
In flashes of golden light
You were the third (secret) daughter of Freyja, hidden in the mortal realm to protect you from the war of the gods and monsters
Regina, freshly stripped of her title of "Evil Queen," was trying to rebuild
She recognized your power instantly
When you found out she was the one who cast the curse that made you forget your divine birthright, you confronted her
Your fury was cold and ancient
But she didn't flinch, completely
She actually apologized
No excuses, just remorse
You didn't forgive her right away
Regina respected you instantly
Not by just your magic, but your mind
You were clever, sharp-tongued, loyal, and intelligent
You bonded slowly, through shared silences over tea
She buys out two balcony seats at the Storybrooke theater
You dress like Victorian phantoms
She loves your commentary about costuming, and you bond over how neither of you trusts happy endings
You’re one of the few who can hold her accountable without making her feel smaller
Regina becomes your ride-or-die
She keeps a photo of you both on her vanity
She helps you rearrange your bookshelves
You write each other letters when you’re apart
On rainy nights, you curl up on her couch under velvet blankets, sipping lavender tea and watching The Mummy (again)
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Marvel;
Agatha Harkness -
"Oh, darling… with that aura? That sarcasm? That wardrobe? I simply had to make you mine. Platonically, of course.”
— Agatha, probably
It wasn’t exactly subtle
You felt the energy shift before you ever laid eyes on her
You’d been drawn to Westview on a gut feeling and a series of oddly specific omens: a raven circling overhead, and a bookstore display of Grimm’s Fairy Tales open to a passage about witches
That’s where she found you - fingers grazing the spines of old tomes, muttering under your breath about how they never get witches right
Her voice was honeyed with sarcasm, and you matched it with a dry smile
From that moment, Agatha was intrigued - your gothic charm, your Morticia Addams poise, your obvious power simmering beneath the surface
She saw a mirror of herself: powerful, intelligent, dangerous, but loyal to the bone
Your friendship grew like ivy
Agatha didn’t let people in easily, but you?
You weren’t afraid of her
You didn’t flinch at her past, and you challenged her with every smirk and sharp-witted retort
She loved that
You were the black cat energy she never knew she needed: sleek, mysterious, but soft with those you love
You spent evenings flipping through ancient grimoires while ABBA played softly on vinyl in the background
You two walk into historical museums like you own them
Corpse Bride
The Mummy
Crimson Peak
Beetlejuice
You wear lace and silk, black robes, and drink dark tea while Agatha lovingly roasts every male character
You collaborate on rituals, from protection charms to chaos-fueled glamour spells
There’s a quiet understanding between you two - an ancient rhythm of souls who have lived, hurt, and learned
She teases you relentlessly, but if anyone else even thinks of crossing you, they face a thousand-year-old wrath
She calls you “darling” in that sly voice, like she’s both mocking and adoring you
You call her out when she’s self-isolating or hiding behind sarcasm
Agatha thrives on your presence
You ground her
You challenge her
You get her
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Lord Of The Rings;
Legolas Greenleaf -
You were a powerful sorceress from a hidden forest haven near Lothlórien, known for your knowledge of ancient magicks and your rare connection to the old gods
When Gandalf vouched for your wisdom, you were invited to join the Fellowship as a guide through the more arcane threats of Middle-earth - curses, wards, forgotten enchantments
Legolas was immediately intrigued by your presence
Not just your power, but your quiet strength, the way you carried yourself with the same grace he’d seen in elven queens
You caught his eye not just for your gothic beauty, but for your calm, feline demeanor, and the way your dark humor clashed deliciously with Aragorn’s brooding silences
“She has the eyes of a forest spirit,” He once whispered to Gimli, “And the tongue of a clever raven.”
Your bond with Legolas grew in quiet, steady beats
Where others saw him as aloof, you understood the depth behind his silences
You’d often sit beside him during camp, just existing in each other’s company
He admired how you’d casually talk to the stars
You, in turn, loved his knowledge of the earth, his stories of elven realms, and his deep respect for all life
You know, minus his usual hate for Dwarves, but he gets over that
(Gimli X Legolas)
He taught you the art of elven archery, while you taught him how to use elemental wards
You’d often sneak out of camp to walk beneath the moon, barefoot, hand brushing bark, him telling you favorite poems
Together?
Yin and yang, magic and nature, sarcasm and serenity
You’d stitch dark green velvet cloaks for him for winter, lined with silver thread
You’d read to him from ancient spellbooks and mythology
When he’s overwhelmed, you’d simply sit beside him
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Romantic;
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Once Upon A Time;
Merida -
You lived deep in the Enchanted Forest
An elusive and mysterious forest witch who kept to yourself, tending to ancient altars and sacred groves
Your magic was subtle but powerful
Laced with Hellenic rites and offerings to the old gods
One day, while gathering herbs near a moonlit stream, you stumbled upon Merida - literally
She was chasing down some thief, maybe, and crashed into you with the force of a charging horse
"Oof! You alright? Sorry- I wasn't expectin' company this deep in the woods."
You dusted off your dark skirts, eyes narrowed, but intrigued by the wild redhead who apologised through a grin and a thick Scottish accent
She blinked, took in your appearance - dark curls, tattoos, the faint scent of incense, and magic - and gave an impressed whistle
"Witch, are ya? I really like the outfit."
At first, she kept showing up in your part of the woods "by accident"
Always on some errand or hunt, she'd come bearing offerings
Wild berries, cool stones, an old record, or even clothing
She was brash and impulsive, and you were controlled and mystic
You made her tea with rosemary and mint, and in return, she'd bring you pastries
She asked about your beliefs, genuinely fascinated by your connection to the gods
You told her stories under the moonlight, and she'd listen with wide eyes, hands fidgeting with the hem of her tunic
She would call you "spellweaver"
You were reading by candlelight one evening when she knocked at your door, soaking wet from the heavy rain, and scraped up
She'd been in a skirmish, and the first place she thought to go, without hesitation, was you
You cleaned her wounds, silently, tenderly
She'd started giving you small carved trickets
You'd teach her how to belly dance beneath the stars
It happened in her kingdom
She offered you pomegranate wine and pastries
There were hours of passionate conversations, lingering glances, dancing in front of the fire, and shared first kisses
Courting Merida is nothing short of fun and magical
She's bold, protective, and so, so soft
You braid small beads and charms into her hair
She loves reading over your shoulder, her chin resting on your shoulder
Merida teaches you Highland recipes
She cuts herbs and petals for your warm baths, kneeling beside the tub to kiss your shoulders while you hum softly
She’s the big spoon, burying her face into your hair and murmuring your name
You read by firelight while she rests her head in your lap, tracing your tattoos with her calloused fingers
She would bring back old books from crumbled castles just because she thought “ya’d like the smell of them.”
You write her poems
You greet her each morning with a kiss
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Marvel;
Wanda Maximoff -
You met Wanda during the fight with Ultron
You were an enigma to the other Avengers
A witch with ancient knowledge, powerful hexes, and a haunting calmness
When Pietro died, you were the only one who didn't try and fix Wanda
You simply sat with her
You lit a candle, whispered quiet Hellenic blessings, and offered her the kind of grief companionship most people are too scared to give
She never forgot that
Later, she found you in the library, barefoot, in a long black dress of lace, surrounded by books while Queen played softly
You looked like you belonged in a different century
She couldn't stop staring
Your friendship began quietly
You'd sit together in magical silence, reading in the same room
You'd both light candles without touching them
You'd gift each other tiny things - pressed flowers, crystals, or rocks
Wanda confided in you
About Sokovia
About Pietro
About the fear of her powers
You understood in a way no one else did
Your magic spoke the same language
You introduced her to your gods
She showed you her chaos magic
You'd spar magically
You taught her belly dancing, and she actually enjoyed it
The shift happened slowly
Wanda started sitting closer
Her yes lingered longer
She'd touch your tattoos absentmindedly while you read, tracing the ink with gentle fingers
She started watching you dance with this hypnotized expression
You'd find her excuses to be near her, too
Fixing her collar, brushing your fingers against hers as you handed her a teacup, fixing her hair when it got into her eyes
You'd walk through cemeteries together at dusk
You didn't know when it happened, but it did
This beautiful, unspoken understanding that passed between the two of you
Being with Wanda is like touching silk
It's passionate, protective, and intense in the best way
You both walk that fine line between light and shadow, and it only deepens your bond
She becomes your safe place
You become hers
You both dress like gothic royalty
Velvet, lace, gloves, and gold and silver rings
Wanda loves to brush your curls while you lie in bed
You wear matching moonstone necklaces enchanted to warm when the other is thinking of you
Your favorite date?
Midnight museum visits
You slow dance in front of classical paintings
You both keep a “sacred hour” in the morning
No phones, no distractions
Just tea, candlelight, cuddling, and music from your record collection
She brings you breakfast in bed
You both have matching black silk robes and take warm baths full of herbs and rose petals
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Lord Of The Rings;
Arwen -
Centuries ago, you were a wandering sorceress
Powerful, mysterious, and cloaked in the darkness of black lace and silk
You had crossed paths with the Elves during the Elder Days, studying forgotten magic in the runs of Eregion and Lórien
It was in Rivendell that you first met Arwen
You were cloaked in velvet, dark curls crowned with red flowers, thorns, and starlight, and she was fascinated by your presence
Your knowledge, your elegance, and your magnetic power
You danced together once at a celebration under the stars, her hand in yours, your laughter soft and rare
But time pulled you apart
You left to walk the wilds again, while she remained in the Elven realms
Neither forgot the other
After centuries, after battles, kings, and darkness, you returned to Rivendell seeking rest
She was waiting
Not in the literal sense, but when you stepped through the arches, her breath caught
“You are unchanged,” She whispered, reaching for your hand, voice laced with wonder
You’d changed, of course
Tattoos marked your arms now like protective spells
You wore dark glasses and carried a heavier heart
But your soul, your presence, was still the one that had enchanted her long ago
And for you, seeing her again was like hearing the melody of your favorite song - familiar, timeless, and soul-stirring.
You and Arwen became inseparable once more
She would braid your curls with silver clasps while you sat together reading ancient tomes in the library
Your laughter and sarcasm made her smile
It began with glances
Her gaze would follow you across gardens and chambers, her voice soft when she spoke
She would bring you gifts: new books, flowers, silver hairpins in the shape of crescent moons
You returned her affection with acts of care
Enchanting candles to last forever
Tucking handwritten notes under her pillow
There was a storm one evening
And it was there that she confessed her undying feelings for you
And, of course, you returned them
Loving Arwen is like being kissed by pure, soft moonlight, and it feels like you are being held and caressed by silk
She was passionate, witty, kind, and bold in her own quiet manner
Your lives blend beautifully
When she laughs at your sarcastic jokes, she touches your cheek, eyes shining
Moonlight dances in the gardens, slow, barefoot, under the stars
Stargazing picnics with Elvish wine, figs, and other fruits
Firstly, I HATE ARTHUR AND I CAN’T WAIT UNTIL HE’S DEAD. I don’t care for the Camelot arc, but I do like dark Emma and Rumple got some really good character development (even though he went back to being the dark one). I also like Merida and it was nice to see Ruby, Dr Whale, and Mulan again. Gets an extra 0.5 for setting up my absolute favourite arc in the show (the underworld)
I’ll be honest I don’t really like Aurora but I love Mulan and she seemed to want to be with Aurora so I was supportive. Now that I’ve seen her with Red and Merida I want her to find a good match. She has chemistry with both of them (she’s got chemistry with everyone mulan is very charming) and they are rather alike I could see them being amazing together.
Controversial and I hate to say it but Merida in OUAT is far more cool and likeable than original version. Don't even get me started on Cruella aka The Walking Icon. Merlin living his Hot Wizard Summer Dream? Y'all
