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It occurred to me today that you can use Miyazaki films as a really quick way to explain the difference between urban/modern fantasy and magical realism.
Kiki’s Delivery Service: takes place in the regular world— albeit at some nebulous point in time— but also magic is real and witches are a thing. Witches exist in this world because it’s fun and we like them. It’s fantasy elements in a familiar setting— essentially urban or modern fantasy.
Porco Rosso: takes place in an extremely specific place and time and contains exactly one fantastical element— Marco’s pig head— which is never given an explanation and is never questioned as a biological impossibility. It’s clearly a metaphor and commentary on a real world issue but it’s also very much literal. This dude 100% has a pig head. No other mentions of magic are made. This is magical realism.
This story brought to you by the fact that I’ve never seen a fanfic on ao3 tagged magical realism that wasn’t actually modern fantasy.
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modern AU, non-magical AU, omegaverse, omega Remus, alpha Sirius, omega Caradoc, slow build, omega discrimination, loss of parent, grief, social anxiety, smoking, nesting, friends with benefits, anal sex, crushes, goot Peter, panic attacks, past abuse, forbidden love, first time being knotted, rimming, happy ending
Every omega must belong to an alpha. When Remus’s dad—who has been his Alpha because he never found a partner—dies, Remus is left to be taken to an omega group home, where he will meet alphas five times a week until he finds someone to take him home. There he meets Caradoc, an omega who’s a bit of a loner but quickly becomes friends with Remus. Remus also meets a staff member called Sirius, whom he’s immediately attracted to. Too bad that relationships between the residents and the staff are strictly forbidden.
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I have Friday off to celebrate our country’s birthday so in honor of this specials milestone in history please give me a prompt that would make our founding fathers blush
Oh god… ummm…
It’s the morning after Sirius’s twentieth birthday when he wakes up naked and squeezed between James and Lily in their bed. The memories of the night before are blurry… And several weeks later, Lily finds out she’s pregnant.
Sirius loved holidays. Birthdays. Any excuse to celebrate.
Give him a reason to gather people together and he'd happily provide the noise, the alcohol, and enough enthusiasm for everyone in the room. He loved making the people he cared about feel important. Loved reminding them how much they meant to him.
What Sirius had never been particularly good at was celebrating himself.
So when Lily and James asked what he wanted to do for his twentieth birthday, he merely shrugged.
"A quiet night in is fine."
"That's it?" James frowned.
"That's it."
"I suppose I'll make you a cake anyway," Lily said.
Sirius grinned. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't."
The truth was, he knew baking for people made Lily happy. Even on his own birthday, his first instinct was to think about what everyone else wanted.
It simply never occurred to him that he might deserve to want something too.
Lily and James were, quite simply, the best people Sirius had ever known.
Loyal. Brilliant. Ridiculously kind.
Marriage hadn't changed that.
If anything, it had only made him feel more certain that he'd somehow stumbled into the greatest friendship imaginable. They had never once made him feel like a third wheel or an obligation. There had never been a moment where he'd thought, I'm intruding.
He belonged.
He loved watching them together.
The quiet conversations spoken with only a glance. The effortless way James reached for Lily's hand without thinking. The way Lily instinctively leaned into James whenever they sat beside each other. They fit together with the sort of ease that made the rest of the world feel slightly out of focus.
Sirius wasn't jealous.
Not exactly.
He simply found himself wondering, sometimes, what it might feel like to be wrapped up in something so complete.
It was the sort of thought he never intended to say aloud.
Perhaps it was the firewhisky.
Perhaps it was the warmth of the sitting room, Lily curled against his side on the sofa while James sprawled in the armchair opposite.
Or perhaps it was the way James asked, with complete sincerity, "So what do you actually want for your birthday?"
Lily's hand rested lightly between his shoulders, absentmindedly tracing lazy circles through the fabric of his shirt.
The whisky had left him pleasantly warm and far braver than usual.
Before common sense could intervene, Sirius smiled dreamily and answered,
"I'd like the two of you to take me upstairs."
Silence.
Then James laughed.
And no one said no.
Sirius woke late the following morning with a pounding headache and sunlight spilling through unfamiliar curtains.
It took him several long seconds to realize where he was.
James's arm was draped heavily across his chest.
Lily slept on his other side, her dark red hair spread across the pillow like spilled ink.
All three of them were tangled beneath the blankets.
Sirius stared at the ceiling.
Fragments drifted back to him.
Laughter.
Someone knocking over a lamp. James laughing so hard he could barely breathe. Lily kissing his forehead and calling him ridiculous.
Another round of firewhisky.
Laughter that refused to end. Warm hands and warmer mouths. James's lips and tongue leaving him gasping out, "Merlin," while Lily's deft touch around his length drew helpless sounds from him, her delighted laughter in his ear so bright and beautiful it might have belonged to a celestial choir.
Soft pillows.
Cool starlight spilling across bare skin.
James's grin.
Lily's smile
For perhaps the first time in his life, Sirius couldn't remember feeling lonely.
He had absolutely no idea what they were supposed to do now.
As it turned out...
Something rather unexpected.
A few weeks later, Lily found Sirius alone in the kitchen.
"So," she said casually, "how would you feel about moving in with us?"
Sirius looked up from his tea.
"...What?"
"You spend most of your time here anyway."
"Bit unconventional, isn't it?" he said. "Married couple having a permanent roommate?"
Lily shrugged.
"I just thought it'd be easier."
"Easier?"
"You'll want to be involved when the baby arrives."
Sirius froze.
"...The baby?"
She looked at him.
"...James didn't tell you?"
"There is a baby?"
Lily smiled, one hand unconsciously settling over her stomach.
"I think so."
"S-since when?"
"If I've counted correctly..." she said thoughtfully, "...since your birthday."
Sirius opened his mouth.
Closed it.
Opened it again.
"...Since my birthday."
"Mmm."
He stared.
Lily's smile grew impossibly fond.
"So," she said, "it seems James, you, and I are having a baby."
shout out to project hail mary for being a platonic romantic movie. like. Like. every other scene with eva or rocky harks deeply on romantic tropes. rocky and grace pressing their faces together through the xenonite. grace going to find eva on the deck of the ship, being the only one who looked for her. the dance between the blip-a and the hail mary when they first connect tunnels. eva telling grace she believes in him like a prayer. rocky being bossy and impassioned and grace being exasperated but also adoring it. the entire karaoke scene, the cuts to graces smile while she sings. rocky screaming at grace to Get The Fuck Inside during the taumeoba mission. and its a lovestory abt platonic love. at no point does the movie imply either of these relationships should be or are romantic. but they are love stories. Lowers my body into the marsh.
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