Ancestors, Hear My Plea.

Honor

Hey Hey Hey Y'all! First chapter of this fic! I hope you enjoy! This Fic is written because I want to see more Fics with Disney and male OC/reader so here we are.

One thing about this:
I'm going to age up Ming and Mulan to 18 because Shang is 19 so-

Anyway! Enjoy y'all!

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(Mulans POV)

I'm sitting on my bed, writing what I need to say to the Matchmaker on my arm. While also eating rice, "Quiet and demure. Graceful. Polite," I take a bite of my rice, and still with my mouth full I continue, "Delicate. Refined. Poised. Punctual!" I look at my arm, pleased. Then my older brother, Ming knocks on my door, "Hey Mulan, you're going to be late if you don't start gettin up." right then our rooster crows and my eyes widen. I throw off my blanket and jump out of bed, "Ai-yah!" I run through my door, hearing Ming laugh as I go.

I start shooting for my dog, little brother. Yes I know, weird name but I was 10 okay and my family made the big mistake of letting me name our dog. Leave me alone. I run through a few doors, blowing on my arm so the link would dry. I wake into our somewhat barn? I have no idea, but Little Brother was sleeping right on the floor, Snoring away. "Ah! There you are!" He jumps up, tail waging, but facing away from me, so I grab him and turn him around.

"Who's the smartest doggy in the world. Come on, smart boy!" I wake over to the chicken feed, "Can you help me with my chores today?" I put a rope on it, and throw it onto the ground. I make one of my dogs bones, he's a sucker for them, and attach it to a stick and put that stick on his back. Little brother runs out of the barn, feeding the chickens for me. I look at the doorway, seeing Ming. He leans on the door, shaking his head at me. Walking away to get ready himself, he wants to be there when I get a match because he's just the best brother I could ever have.

He's 2 minutes older than me, but that doesn't change the fact hes a softy. Don't be fooled by the muscles and straight face. If you get to know him, he's just a soft guy that loves the people he's close to. I could be a little bit of a overprotective sister at times. I'm pretty sure that he gets annoyed on how even if a girl looks at him the wrong way, Id glare at them. He doesn't care though because he doesn't like girls anyway, he's a gay softy, which makes it better. Yes, my parents know about it, at first they were surprised but they couldnt care less as long as he's happy!

After I get ready, I walk to the temple in our backyard, Ming following me. I'm holding a tray with a tea pot and a tea cup for my father. I see that Little Brother is trying to get his bone so I decide to help him out a bit, I bend down to give him his bone when Ming grabs my hand and gestures to our father. I stand back up, and I see that he gives Little Brother his bone, the dog growling when he gets it. Ming smiles and stand back up. I go to turn around, "Father I brought you-" but I run into my father and I drop the tray, my father catching the tea pot, Ming tries to catch the tea cup but it shatters and he jumps a little bit. Ming has always had a thing about yelling and loud noises, it makes him jump, sometimes violently but only sometimes. "Mulan." My father says, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

I put my hand in my pocket and pull out a new tea cup, "I brought a spare!" "Mulan" my father says again but I just keep going, pouring some tea into the cup, "Remember the doctor said three cups of tea in the morning." "Mulan." He tries a third time and I place the cup in his hand Ming continues, "And at night." My father looks at him and smiles for a second, then looks back at me, "Mulan, you should already be in town. We are counting on you.." 'To uphold the family honor." I finish for him, "Don't worry father. I won't let you down." While saying this I pull down my sleeve to cover what I have wrote on my arm.