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gadriezmannsgirl · 3 months

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Hi!!! I absolutely LOVE your work and I was wondering if you could write a fic with pablo in which they are at some sort of gathering with friends and the reader is playing with the kids because she just loves kids and they love her, & pablo and everyone else watches them?

Who Knows? -P.G6

Summary: Your fiancée loves watching you, little did you know what was he along with your family, thinking of

"¡Venga, que tú eres la princesa más linda!" (C'mon, you're the prettiest princess!) You say smiling at your fiancée's, Pablo; 6 year old cousin, Micaela

"But you're the queen of the kingdom!" You smile while you hear Jesús, Pablo's cousin, yell in excitement "And I'll marry you so I will be the king!"

"Not too sure about that, amigo" Pablo's voice came in as he finished his plate "She's my soon-to-be wife" You, yours and Pablo's family started to laugh at Gavi's bickering with his youngest relative

"Y/N, can you do my make up? Princess wear it to look prettier"

"You don't have the age to use make up yet baby, but you don't need it either way, you're the prettiest princess just the way you are, Nads" You said to your cousin, Nadia fixing her fairy wings before kissing her cheek

"Stop looking at her like you wanna get her pregnant right away" His sister said

"I kinda want to"

"Gosh, you're gross"

"Says the one who's five months pregnant!" He barks at Aurora softly and thankfully she laughed it off as his gaze went back to yours "She's so good with kids" He whispered softly

"She is" Your mom chimmed in taking away the dishes "She has always loved kids and kids love her" She whispers before kissing Pablo's hair and patting his shoulder

"You think I could be a good dad?" He asks worried "She's just so good, like she's natural"

"Parenting it's a thing that takes time, in fact, you never stop learning, you make mistake but you also do right decisions. And I bet the two of you will be amazing with both good and bad moments" Your mom says before smiling and leaving both siblings alone

"No, it fell!" Your voice brings Pablo back to you as he sees you and the kids surprised because of the fall of the lego tower

"You're truly in love with her" His aunt, says with a smile "And don't worry, she's too into you as well" Pablo smiled softly blushing

"But take it easy" His dad said, every eye looking at you and the kids playing "Enjoy your alone time, get married and enjoy it as well and when your time is right, there will be a Páez Y/L/N on the way and you'll be the greatest parents for them, hijo"

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We can take this as a PRE GENDER REVEAL, before Y/N and Pablito got married and everything, I think it could fit in the GR Universe😭 let me know if you think the same so I can link it as well with GR. I also know this is incredibly short but I hope you guys like it😭, please let me know if you like it in the comments or reblogs (with likes too), feedback is really really appreciated!

Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

#gadriezmannsgirl replies #gadriezmannsgirl writes!#pablo gavi x reader #fc barcelona #pablo gavi #gavi #gavi x reader #pablo gavi imagine #pablo gavi fluff #gavi fluff #pablo gavi icons #gavi icons #football players x reader #football fanfic #football players imagine

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hauntedwizardtree · 1 month

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Fanfic Master List

Figured I might as well make one of these. I will add links to my ao3 account ~ hauntedwizardtree ~ as soon as I figure out how.

Please note that my fanfics are locked, so only people signed into the Archive can view them.

Published Works:

Lucifer TV Series:

Heaven’s Problem Child is Not Lucifer

Summary:

When Lucifer’s youngest brother Michael shows up unexpectedly in the LAPD precinct looking for him, he sets into motion events that have the potential to destroy the life Lucifer’s created for himself on Earth, but hopefully will heal the fractures in his family before it is too late.

That is if his siblings and Parents don’t mess up his plans first.

Chapters: 12/? In progress

Tales of the Gemini: Twin Flames

Summary:

Michael and Lucifer are Twin Flames—one soul that lives split between two separate bodies. Their separation was a matter of survival, for their powers—when they were still physically one—battled inside them to the point of self-destruction. Their family has never forgiven them for it.

Chapters: 8/? In progress

Tales of the Gemini: Deleted Scenes

Summary:

Deleted Scenes for the different stories in the Tales of the Gemini series. May not make sense if you haven't read the other stories.

Chapters: 1/?

Encanto:

The Seer and His Mother

Summary:

When Mirabel Madrigal's Door disappeared, it wasn't because she didn't get a Gift, but because she already had a room that had been waiting for her for decades. Also known as: thanks to time-travelling on the night of Antonio's Gift Ceremony, Mirabel Madrigal is the biological mother of Bruno Madrigal. This would be fine, except that Mirabel's secret Gift turned her into an eldritch creature with a hunger for humans…and Bruno inherited her inhuman nature in addition to his own Foresight.

Chapters: 13/? In progress

Coco:

Hymns for the Missing: A Broken Harmony

Summary:

You shall not covet your neighbor's wife...or anything that belongs to your neighbor. (Exodus 20:17) ...Ernesto de la Cruz was never good about not stealing things that didn't belong to him. But that doesn’t mean that his crimes can continue to go unpunished.

Chapters: 10/? In progress

Note: Hymns for the Missing is mainly a gender-bent series of male!Imelda (Ismael), female!Hector (Harmonia) and female!Miguel (Micaela). There is one story planned with a male!Coco (Carlos). My Original Characters, Damario Estrella and Ana Caballeros will also feature in them as Hector/Harmonia's parents.

Future Fics(Titles and Summary are subject to Change):

Lucifer TV Series:

Tales of the Gemini: Children of a Lesser God

Summary:

A story detailing the trials of the twins Mikael and Samael if Amenadiel had not interrupted his mother's attempt to be rid of them as infants.

Percy Jackson & the Olympians:

Trojans Reborn AU

Summary:

Luke Castellen is the reincarnation of Hector, prince of Troy. Thalia Grace is was the reincarnation of his wife Andromache. His plans of destroying the gods who neglected him and allowed Thalia to die, whose pride caused Troy to burn are sent to Tartarus the night Percy Jackson enters Camp Half-Blood...a boy who is the reincarnation of Hector and Andromache's infant son, Scamandarius.

Odysseus Redux

Summary:

In a world where your soul walks alongside you, Percy Jackson is plagued by nightmares of monsters and death, and the ghosts of over five-hundred dead Ancient Greek soldiers, who call him Odysseus. (Daemon AU)

Untitled Percy Jackson & Annabeth Chase genderbent AU

Summary:

Odysseus Chase meets Penny Jackson the night she slays the Minotaur. This would be completely fine—if it weren’t for the tiny fact that Odysseus is the reincarnation of that Odysseus, and Penny is the reincarnation of his wife and queen, Penelope—and now Penny is being blamed for the theft of a lighting bolt.

Trials of Apollo:

ToA: Apollo kidified version

Summary: Wherein something goes wrong when Zeus sends Apollo down to Earth as a mortal after Blood of Olympus and he winds up in the body of a seven-year-old (when in doubt, blame the fates).

Coco (Movie):

Hymns for the Missing: The Vampire Wife

Summary:

On the night of the destruction of their outlaw companions, Damario Estrella and Ana Caballeros and later their daughter Harmonia are spared from death and turned into monsters. Over a hundred years later, Harmonia gets caught up in a death curse along with her great-great granddaughter.

Hymns for the Missing: The Ghost Whisperers of Santa Cecilia

Summary:

In a world where the ghosts of those who suffer violent deaths, those whose bodies were never put to rest properly, those who have unfinished business in the land of the living are trapped on the earthly plane, unable to move on to the land of the dead. The job of a ghost whisperer is to help the ghost to move on before they inevitably become dangerous and start to kill. Ismael Rivera and his granddaughter Victoria were the best of the best…until the day Victoria was killed on a job, and soon after Ismael died of a heart attack from the news.

Unfortunately for everyone, Harmonia Rivera's ghost was never put to rest before she started killing.

Godfather Ernesto de la Cruz

Summary:

Miguel Rivera has known all his life that his no-good great-great grandfather abandoned his family, only for his Mama Coco's godfather, the now world-famous musician Ernesto de la Cruz to step up and make sure that the man's family were taken care of. He intends to be just like the man who, even after death made sure that Imelda's family lacked for nothing.

This belief is challenged and upended one fateful dia de los muertos.

(Or, Ernesto felt so much guilt over what happened to Hector that he did everything short of confessing to the murder to make sure that the wife and child Hector loved so much were taken care of.)

Crossovers:

Percy Jackson & Harry Potter Crossover:

The Sea Witch Chronicles (possible series)

Summary:

The tale of Morgana Jackson (fem Percy), the monstrous daughter of Poseidon and Sally Jackson, starts with a girl named Ursa Black, daughter of Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix Black. A girl who was presumed dead until Sirius finds her name on the tapestry, alive and with no death date, with the names of two young girls just under hers.

Twice Born/The River Maiden

Summary:

Poseidon never meant to break his oath on the Styx, not after seeing what became of Zeus's daughter. But when the woman carrying his newest child died two months after their encounter, he was driven to save the unborn child, leaving the elder wizard half-brother to his own fate.

No one was ever meant to know the true origins about Poseidon's naiad daughter, Lorelei Jackson (fem Percy) and how she came to be in her mother Sally’s care, until a resurrected Lily Potter takes an identity test which reveals that she has a second child.

Harry Potter and the Son of Zeus

Summary:

Instead of meeting and being wooed by Poseidon, Sally Jackson, daughter of Voldemort and the reincarnation of Danäe, meets Zeus that fateful summer at Montauk beach. She gives birth to the reincarnation of her own son Perseus, slayer of Medusa and son of Zeus. Unfortunately, Voldemort is the reincarnation of Acrisius, long dead king of Argos and Danäe’s father.

And he has a score to settle with Sally's son.

Mortal Son of Immortal Gods

Summary: Harry Potter gets the shock of his life when he learns that his parents were the mortal incarnations of the god Zeus and Titaness Leto. Shenanigans ensue when Artemis and Apollo, Zeus and Leto's divine children decide to step out of the shadows and take a much more active role in their baby brother's life than they had previously.

The Order of the Phoenix and Why you don’t anger a god.

Summary:

“Once upon a time the man who would one day be known as Lord Voldemort had a daughter. Said daughter ran away from the magical world after becoming pregnant with a non-magical hybrid of man and god, and was never seen again.”

When the Order of the Phoenix learn that Sally Jackson is Voldemort’s daughter, they come to forcibly collect her, her children and husband to keep them “safe” from Voldemort. Percy disagrees with this.

And perhaps more alarmingly, so does Poseidon.

Coco & Monsters, Inc. Crossover

Hymns for the Missing: Edwin and the Terrible Day at Work

Summary:

A small one-shot I cooked up for an au where Damario and Ana survive and get to raise Harmonia. Which is very unfortunate for a poor scarer employed by Monsters Inc. in Monstropolis.

#fanfiction #masterlist #coco fanficiton #lucifer tv #encanto #percy jackon and the olympians #harry potter fanfiction #crossover

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mezzomercury · 4 years

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Special “insta post” for Eliza’s 34th birthday!!!!

Tag List: @found-wonderland, @sherlollydramoine, @r-ahh-mi, @yousaycoke-isaycaine, @mrhoemazzello, @rami-malek-trash, @britishmoonchild, @unknownauthor, @onexlittlespark, @rami-hoe, @xtrashmammalstefx, @wanderlustnightwanderer

#bohemian rhapsody imagine #bohemian rhapsody in blue #rami malek x ofc #freddie mercury fic #queen imagine #queen fic #freddie mercury imagine #rami malek imagine #micaela's fics #original content

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winchesterbrotherstan · 3 years

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i think i wanna start going by nyx? juniper and jupiter were also on the list, but i can’t think of a neutral nickname for juniper or any nickname for jupiter. koda was also a big contender (yes like koda from brother bear) but it feels too masc honestly, especially bc i don’t feel ridiculously more masc than fem. i’m just neither?

#not a fic #my bad #sorry #shut up ollie #shut up olive #shut up micaela #non binary #i’m gay #new name #neutral name #nb names #they them

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lascapigliata · 5 years

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I would absolutely kill for spn to do an episode where the two boys are just........ in therapy for a whole episode... fuck monsters and demons except the INNER demons they so desperately need to work out

#its nice that on occasion they are actually able to talk w each other #but mainly they shouldnt be only talking to each other!! thats bad!!!!! esp bc their relationship is so parentified!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#this obviiusly wont happen so someone send me the fic that i sure hope exists #micaela watches spn

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thefanficmonster · 2 years

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Part-Time Friends

Michaela Pratt & Connor Walsh [How To Get Away With Murder (Season 1)]

Warnings: SPOILERS for Season 1 of HTGAWM, Violence, Panic, Injury, Swearing

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Platonic Relationship

Summary: On the fateful night of Sam’s murder, a few things happened beforehand, informing the two girls in the house that Sam Keating wasn’t gonna go down without a fight.

Requested by Anon. Hello! Thank you so much for your request! So sorry for the long wait but I hope the fic makes it worth it! Love, Vy ❤

The last person Michaela thought she’d see at the Keating house was Rebecca, especially at that hour of the night and the bonfire celebration. That definitely seemed more like Rebecca’s crowd than the practically empty Keating house, where they’ve both found themselves in the company of Sam who neither of them are a fan of. It’s safe to say the feeling’s mutual considering this man is far from happy to see them there, misunderstanding their coincidental timing as a planned arrival. Michaela realizes how not convincing she must sound despite having nothing to hide - other than the fact that she took the trophy from Asher - but before she could explain herself, two words leave Rebecca’s lips, being the first syllables she’s spoken since she’s entered the house.

“Call Wes.“

With that, she takes off running up the stairs with Sam in her pursuit.

Michaela jumps from the couch, phone already pressed up to her ear with Wes on the other line.

“You have to get here right now! Rebecca’s here and I don’t know what’s going on but she took Sam’s laptop and locked herself in their bedroom. I think he’s drunk I don’t know, he’s yelling at her to open up....oh my God, please hurry!“ She recites, holding the phone tightly with both hands as they’re too shaky to trust.

But that fear is nothing compared to the one she feels when she sees Sam turn around and march down the stairs, heading straight towards her. Her initial instinct is to turn around and run despite being instructed not to leave Rebecca alone with Sam but that instinct is overridden by her body’s natural reaction to freeze up. She doesn’t even let out a single sound until the furious man picks her up which is when she lets out a loud shriek.

“Put me down! I’ll call the cops put me down!“ Her words fall upon deaf ears when Sam slaps the phone out of her hands, severing her connection to Wes and the others. He carries her up the stairs to the bedroom which is still locked, spewing out threats, alerting Rebecca that if she doesn’t do what he says, her ‘friend’ will get hurt.

A faint voice can still be heard coming from Michaela’s phone - Wes’ concern overtaking him for a few moments before he hangs up, telling Connor to step on the gas.

As the driver of the car and the one sitting the closest to Wes, Connor was able to hear the whole conversation, including the faint screams and sound of sounds of struggle once Sam took Micaela away. At first, he saw the whole thing as comical but he now understands the weight of the situation and has indeed stepped on it, speeding up and praying that they don’t show up too late.

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Wes, Connor and Laurel burst into the house, running up the stairs in a frenzy when they see the bedroom door has been opened with brute force and neither Michaela nor Rebecca are in sight. However, Sam’s yelling along with Michela’s muffled screams can be hear coming from inside the room.

Once at the top of the stairs with Connor making it there first, they see that Rebecca is safe behind the bathroom door which Sam has not bashed his way through just yet. Michaela, on the other hand, is in a way worse position. She hasn’t managed to fight her way out of Sam’s grasp but has only found herself in a way more dangerous position, with the man’s arm pressing against her neck as he holds her from behind but luckily not applying enough pressure to block her airflow completely, just enough to be threatening and prevent her from struggling too much.

Connor’s having none it.

He lunges at Sam before Wes and Laurel have even had the chance to reach the landing. He forces his arm off Michaela, grabbing him by the collar of his white button-up shirt, slamming him into the wall.

“If I see your fucking hands on her again, I’ll break them off of you!“ He growls at the man who is now struggling to catch a breath about just as much as Michaela was a minute ago if not more because, unlike him, Connor isn’t holding back.

The terrified girl runs into Laurel’s arms which is a position neither of the two would’ve ever thought they’d end up in but alas, this situation altogether couldn’t have been predicted by anyone.

Wes runs and fetches Rebecca out of the bathroom, the four of them rushing out of the room.

“Connor, come on!” Michaela calls out to him from the doorway, looking back at where he’s still holding Sam.

“Go.“ He tells her, letting his guard down momentarily, “I’ll catch up.“

His course of action makes sense when taken into consideration how volatile Sam is in this moment. It’s a wonder why he hasn’t taken on Connor who he’d probably manage to take down in this state. He probably doesn’t want to run the risk of getting charges pressed on him but if anyone knows anything about Sam Keating is that he’s not very keen on having his pride stomped on which is exactly what the four members of the Keating Five just did. And yet, he hasn’t made any effort to fight back but then again that might have something to do with his dotted vision as a result of the lack of air due to Connor’s tight grip that’s nearly lifting him off the floor. It’s all the adrenaline that luckily still hasn’t let up since he was in the car, otherwise they’d be in a lot more trouble.

Hearing the others run down the stairs and out the door, he finally lets go of the man, expecting to get charged and tackled to the floor by him but Sam instead falls on his knees, coughing and panting as a result of the assault which allows Connor to dash out of the house in a blur, jumping into the driver’s seat of his car and driving to the college grounds which are the first place that comes to mind right now considering the celebrations going on tonight, probably leaving the campus empty.

Five minutes later, they’ve arrived. Wes, Laurel and Rebecca leave the car for some fresh air, dispersing to each get privacy for their conversations. Michaela watches through the window which she’s leaning her head against. She sees as Wes tightly hugs Rebecca, comforting her after the recent events. Laurel on the other hand has walked in the opposite direction of them, making a phone call which doesn’t take her long to make her smile. It doesn’t take a genius to guess who’s on the other end of it if they’ve got a smile out of a stone-faced person like her.

“Are you ok?“ The question steals her attention from the outside, turning her gaze to the front seat where Connor has turned the best he can to face her.

“Yeah, just still a bit shaken up.“ She tells him with a sigh, “Thank you, for what you did. It’s...it’s something I wish someone did back when...when I was being abused which all this reminded me of. It felt so familiar and so disgustingly normal that I couldn’t fight. I froze up and-....“ She trails off, feeling herself getting choked up as all the emotions she’s been holding back start flooding to the surface with her unable to push them back down.

“Hey, hey, hey...“ He whispers, reaching out to take her hand through the gap between the passenger and driver’s seat.

She sniffles, squeezing his hand back, “Thank you again. I mean, I know I’m not your favorite person, and truth be told you aren’t mine either, but I’ll always be grateful for what you did. I owe you.”

“No you don’t.“ Connor scoffs with a faint smiles, “Friends don’t owe each other for doing what friends should be doing for one another.“

Michaela weakly returns his smile, her tone taking on a slightly more playful note, “Since when are we friends, Walsh?”

“Part-time friends.“ He chuckles, “So don’t get used to it, Shooting Star.“

She smacks his hand as a response to the nickname, causing him to laugh, “Don’t call me that!” That frown doesn’t stick on her face for long though. How can it when Connor’s laugh is surprisingly contagious?

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collecting-stories · 2 years

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Hey girl hey I literally just joined the tumblr world like 2 or so hrs ago and came across your awesome blog hunting down some amazing fics to keep myself busy with, I particularly enjoyed your One Chicago fics (especially Antonio, Adam & Kelly) and those 2 Jared drabbles he’s so sexy it’s sinful I hate that I can’t find anything to satisfy my cravings for him 😬😍. I saw that you write for Micaela Stone as well she’s my one and only girl crush so that’s really cool.

Your blog has me hopeful that I won’t regret starting my tumblr fic reading journey lol, Anyhoo super sorry for all the seemingly crazy rambling and Tysm for sharing your incredible talent with us readers😘

Ahhh thank you!!! There are some seriously awesome one Chicago writers on here so I can assure you in that case, your tumblr fic reading journey won’t be in vain lol. @twistnet @sylviebrettsey @hauntedmilkshakeghost @iamasimpingh0e are a few I can think of off the top of my head.

I haven’t posted too much Manifest content yet, kinda hoping to do a rewatch soon. Then hopefully Micaela fics lol. I seriously hope you have the best fic reading journey ever!!

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a-asterias · 1 year

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— micaela's april recs

ty to all these amazing writers who have left me with butterflies in my stomach and/or tears rolling down my face, much appreciated <3

CRIMINAL MINDS

— spencer reid.

soulmates by @radiant-reid

tear me apart by @literaila

private display of affection by @poguesofthebau

that's my wife by @wheelsup

unlucky in love by @criminalmindzjunkie

sinking by @mggpleasedontlookhere

PANIC

— dodge mason.

cemetery drive by @riffaist

love story by @biqherosix

↳ steal my girl

HARRY POTTER

— fred weasley.

john wayne by @shadowsinger11

chosen sister by @potter-imagines

how to steal a book (and a heart) by @theweasleysredhair

late night stroll by @httpbakugou

sheer luck by @heloisedaphnebrightmore

frustrations by @nextdoor-neighbors

— george weasley.

broken people by @wondernimbus

— draco malfoy.

two sworn enemies by @wondernimbus

odd one out by @panda-noosh

— oliver wood.

c'est magnifique by @wondernimbus

— charlie weasley.

a brief glimpse by @helnjk

MARAUDERS

— remus lupin.

singed memories by @lupinlongbottom

just go with it by @fizzyhosh

— sirius black.

just a natural fact by @iliveiloveiwrite

agree to disagree by @lupinlongbottom

LOCKWOOD AND CO.

— anthony lockwood.

you can hear it in the silence by @tangledinlove

↳ it's never too late (to come back to my side)

↳ just another love song

STRANGER THINGS

— steve harrington.

got caught up by @hairringtonsteve

HEROES OF OLYMPUS

— leo valdez.

why me? by @chasingpj

MARVEL

— bucky barnes.

first date, last night by @intrepidacious

AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER

— zuko.

best kind of medicine by @panda-noosh

↳ fools gold

BRIDGERTON

— anthony bridgerton.

sham and pain by @peeterparkr

GRISHAVERSE

— kaz brekker.

heartless by @magpiencrow

↳ for you

#micaela's monthly recs #fic recs #spencer reid x reader #dodge mason x reader #fred weasley x reader #george weasley x reader #draco malfoy x reader #oliver wood x reader #charlie weasley x reader #remus lupin x reader #sirius black x reader #anthony lockwood x reader #steve harrington x reader #leo valdez x reader #bucky barnes x reader #zuko x reader #anthony bridgerton x reader #kaz brekker x reader

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inevitablemoment · 7 months

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Chapter Twelve: They Lie And They Lie And They Lie A Million Little Times

Carson finally arrives home.

#Our Guiding Star #Micaela Graham #Carson Graham #Julia Bannister #Micaela x Carson #Lunnister #Frank x Lucy #Frank x Lucy Lynsky #The Frighteners #Altered Perceptions 'verse #Altered Perceptions #Jennifer Hope Wills #Thomas Borchert #My Fics #OC: Julia Bannister #OC: Micaela Graham #OC: Carson Graham

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sherlollydramoine · 4 years

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I need some more Dad! Rami fics in my life 😘

Here you go.. this is what I came up with, doing something different with this Dad!Rami request.

So for the purposes of this story, I decided that Rami was married young and he and his wife had their first child in high school. For the purposes of this story, he was still very determined and accomplished nearly everything that has in real life he just did it with a wife and young child along for the ride. Their son was born during the early summer of 1998 with Rami and YN marrying in 1999 after both of them were 18, just before their son’s first birthday. Having a family only made him more driven to succeed because he wanted to provide them with the best life that he could offer them. Following that timeline, this story would take place around 2017.

Warnings: Teen pregnancy.

Word Count: 614

I have an idea to make this into a longer story if anyone is interested. If not, I’ll just leave this here for all of you to enjoy. I had so much fun with this concept.

You and Rami were awoken to the sounds of someone crying quietly around midnight. Knowing that it was probably your oldest child, who despite being eighteen, regularly crawled into bed with the two of you when he was distressed or upset about something. The two of you had a very close relationship with your oldest child, since you were both only seventeen when he was born.

Reaching out to run your fingers through your son’s hair, something that you’d done to him since infancy, always had a calming effect on him. Your son was obviously seeking comfort since he was now crying quietly into his father’s pillow.

Your husband sat up in bed and reached over to turn on the bedside lamp, your eyes locking with his for a few moments while he just gave a small shake of his head and a shrug of his shoulders, so no, your husband had no clue what this could be about.

“Hey bubs, what’s the matter?” Rami inquires, using that voice that has always been reserved for the kids.

Your son just started to cry harder into his father’s pillow and this time something just felt off. This was your child, you had a deep connection on a level that even Rami never understood, you follow your instincts and begin to gently ask a few questions.

“Did something happen between you and Micaela?”

“Yes, mom something terrible happened.”

At this point both of you figure that your son’s long term girlfriend had broken up with him shortly after they’d graduated high school. The two of you had, had that discussion figuring that it was likely an inevitability. So you’d both come up with a game plan on how to help your son deal with the loss of a long term relationship, not that either of you really knew about that since you’d been together for twenty years.

“Son, it’s alright. These things happen and it might be for the best. It gives you both a chance to grow a little bit independently and maybe come back together or you’ll find someone else to love and you’ll move forward,” Rami tells him trying to offer comfort as he rubs his large hand up and down your son’s back.

Your son stopped crying and just started shaking his head ‘no’ repeatedly before shifting his body so that he was sitting up between the two of you wrapping his arms around his legs, his chin tucked against his chest with forehead resting against his knees. You both just offer whatever comfort you think your son needs at the moment but after a few minutes of silence your son pulled his head off of his knees and looked back and forth between the two of you as the tears began to pool in his eyes.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so, so, so, so sorry. I- I - I fucked up. We fucked up,” he mumbles out as he drops his forehead back to his knees, pulling his arms around himself a little tighter.

“Who fucked up?” you ask, confusion evident in your voice as your eyes lock with Rami’s. They looked dark in the dimness of the room but they were wide and looked almost panicked. You definitely didn’t miss the color apparently slowly draining from Rami’s face. It takes him a few seconds to recover the panicked expression swiftly replaced with concern.

“Is Micaela pregnant?” Rami asks. Your son’s head popped up from his knees and his body relaxed slightly as you register what the hell was happening.

“How’d you know?”

“This conversation is eerily reminiscent of one that I had with my parents about nineteen years ago.”

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I Know It Makes You Nervous, But I Promise You It’s Worth It (a Nora x Viri fic)

CHAPTER 4: I THOUGHT OF YOU (Nora’s POV)

Chapter 4 of 12 / Chapter Word Count: 4k

Summary: A fluffy but also angsty answer to the question “what if Viri was actually in love with Nora the whole time?” AKA the other Skam España wlw love story you never knew you needed.

Chapter Summary: In which Nora begins Viri's gay movie education, Viri takes a brave step with the girls, and Micaela has a chat with her favourite sister-in-law.

Read Chapter One Here

[ Nora ]

“Don’t you want to keep watching the film?”

Not for the first time, Nora is caught staring at Viri instead of at the laptop balanced between them on the bed. Nora quickly looks away, hiding her smile. “Sí, sí, I’m watching, I swear.”

“Yeah, I can see that. But it wasn’t the screen you were watching!” Viri giggles, poking Nora’s cheek. Nora doesn’t stop herself from grinning. She loves Viri being so teasing; flirty , her brain supplies. Nora still can’t quite believe that they are at the flirting stage now. Is that where we are? And what’s the next stage? ....Are there even stages? She wonders briefly, before turning her attention back to reality.

“Well, who can blame me, with such a pretty girl next to me?” Nora puts on a fake solemn expression. “It would be rude not to admire such beauty.” She proclaims dramatically, lightly caressing Viri’s cheek. Nora is pleased when this comment is rewarded with a deep blush from Viri, who soon changes the subject.

“Stop being distracting, we’re missing important stuff,” she grumbles half-heartedly, gesturing at the screen.

“Oh, you think this is distracting?” Nora is feeling suddenly brave. “I can be a whole lot more distracting than that, if you want…” she remarks mischievously. Nora doesn’t quite recognise this side of herself, one that Viri seems to have brought out, but she isn’t complaining. Viri makes a small noise somewhere between indignation and excitement, and bats away Nora’s hand reaching for hers.

“Behave, I’m trying to pay attention!” She protests, although she has a smile on her face. “You were the one who insisted that it was so important for me to see this arty foreign film, remember?”

“True, that’s true,” Nora concedes, turning her attention back to the screen. “I stand by that. Portrait of a Lady on Fire is a vital part of your introduction to gay cinema,” she maintains, in her faux-serious tone of voice.

“So… we’re going to have more evenings like this?” Viri asks slowly, looking at Nora intently. The unsaid part of the question hangs suspended in the air between them.

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#skam españa #skam españa s3 #skam es #skam spain #skam esp #skam españa fic #nora grace #viri gómez #nora x viri #my fic #skam #skam eu #skam remakes #lesbian vilde #vino

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Hazbin Hotel - Conceptos de Fan Fics o OCs

Bueno, primera vez que participo de esta manera, veremos que tal sale... He estado escribiendo solo ha gusto personal el Trasfondo de personajes Originales en el universo de Hazbin Hotel y queria compartir al menos uno. Ademas de dejar una planilla para que me cuenten de los suyos si asi lo desean, sea de sus personajes o historias relacionadas. Estoy siguiendo el formato que vi usaban en la wiki de Hazbin, ojala que compartan de los suyos propios, al menos brevemente.

No se como va a salir esto, pero aqui voy! Por mi parte no dibujo pero también seria bueno ver ilustraciones, que creo que ayudan mas a la imaginación que cualquiera de mis pobres palabras.

Información del Personaje

Personaje: Lady Mortis

Nombre Real: Micaela Castilla

Apodos: Miss, Domina Mortis, Señora de los Cadáveres, La Parca del Infierno, La Mortuoria, Morty (Lucifer), Michelle (Lucifer/ Lilith/ otros)

Nacionalidad: Española

Fecha de Muerte: siglo 18

Causa de Muerte: Ejecutada en la horca.

Edad: +300

Personalidad: Segura y calmada, pero introvertida, habla con educación y en un tono lento y tranquilo. Tiene un aire intelectual y culto. Fria con extraños o gente que no es de su interés. Elocuente y amable con ellos que quiere. Centrada en su trabajo.

Le Gusta: Animales, Perros, Té, Cocina Culinaria refinada, Galletitas y dulces, Charlie de bebé, Ciencia, Tecnología, Literatura, Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz, Nihilismo, cadáveres, Ocultismo, Maquinaria, autómatas, Estar sola, Las Trasmisiones radiales de Alastor.

No le gusta: Multitudes, idealismo, intrusos en su empresa.

Información Biológica

Especie: Humana (formalmente)

Descripción Física: Figura de piel p��lida, alta y delgada (altura de Allister) Rostro humano avejentada pero delicado. Labios y dientes normales, no puntiagudos. Ojos blancos con iris y pupilas Negras que se tornan reptilianas cuando se expresa con intensidad. Lleva gafas con lentes circulares pequeños. Pelo negro cano atado en un rodete. Expresión tranquila y sonrisa leve. Vestido ornamentado negro con mangas largas de siglo 17/18. Sus manos terminan en garras puntiagudas similares a otros demonios, blancas que no se pueden reconocer de un guante, con punzar algo con la punta de ellas normalmente ese ser vivo, sin importar naturaleza o estatus, muere.

Cuando es herida, su cuerpo no se rasga ni sangra, sino que se resquebraja, como el cristal.

Género: Femenino

Sexualidad:

Habilidades: Multilingüe (Español, latin, ingles, italiano, francés)

Videncia del vacío

Toque Mortal (si lo quiere)

Cuerpo de Cristal

Conocimientos de Biología, Anatomía, Medicina, Ocultismo, Embalsamiento, Taxidermia, ,Literatura.

Mantenimiento de Cintas de Ensamblaje, tratamiento y Máquinas a Vapor

Estatus Profesional

Ocupación: Burgués, Criminal; Asesina (formalmente en vida)

CEO Hell’s Recycle Factory (Tratamiento de cadáveres y restos de Demonios)

Relaciones

Familia: Padre Burgués desconocido, esposo desconocido.

Amigos: Familia Magne, Alastor, Overlords, Sir Pentious (aprendiz de maquinaria)

Trasfondo

Descripción General:

Patrocinada por el mismo Lucifer, ella es la encargada de reciclar los restos de los demonios muertos en el infierno para convertirlos en todo tipo de productos de consumo. La misteriosa Dama Mortis raramente es vista fuera de su fábrica, y aun más raramente acepta visitas. Sus empleados mayormente son autómatas a vapor y las lineas de reciclado están automatizadas. Todo esto la hacen ver como una ermitaña que solo patrulla las instalaciones y reside entre su oficina y biblioteca interna. Tiene una personalidad fría y distante con la mayoría, pero se sabe que asiste a algunas reuniones pequeñas de los Overlords o de la familia real, la que la tiene en gran estima.

Entre el común de los pecadores residentes del infierno se la tiene como un personaje misterioso, la mayoría viéndola como una figura que siempre ha estado ahí, La Parca del infierno. Algunos la creen tan antigua como Lucifer, pero es un concepto errado puesto que todos los Overlords conocen que su aparición se remonta a sólo algunos siglos.

Tanto en vida como ahora en el infierno tiene un especial interés por el proceso de la muerte y sus resultados.

Posee un espejo capaz de reflejar un cielo negro que parece no tener fin, lleno de estrellas de brillo tenue. Cada una de estas estrellas representa las almas que se disipan en el vacío luego de ser borradas del infierno. En su propia creencia, fundirse con la nada misma es el destino adecuado de cada ser, es la filosofía que exterioriza, todo lo bueno y lo malo de todo ser que existió debe fundirse y disiparse eventualmente, lo que queda es usado y aprovechado, sólo por beneficio de los que aún siguen existiendo.

Vida Temprana y más trasfondo:

En vida Hija única de un padre burgués en un sitio alejado, tuvo una vida bastante privilegiada y libre para una mujer de la época. De niña su primera mascota fue una perra que encontró herida y curo por si misma. De pequeña le gustaba ayudar animales heridos, pero esto empezó a ser un problema en su casa y se lo prohibieron. En una ocasión aun siendo una niña , su perra le trajo un ave herida que no sabia como ayudar, y la pequeña Micaela prefirió matarla ella misma con una roca que dejarla sufriendo. Este pequeño hecho comenzó una pequeña fascinación con el proceso y finalidad de la muerte. De observar que pasaba con el cuerpo del ave en descomposición a pensar que a los heridos, pobres y enfermos era preferible matarlos puesto que tarde o temprano su vida mayormente consistiría de sufrimiento sin finalidad. Desde ahí comenzó a matar más animales, y Aun así solo en su vida mayor se animo a cumplir su fantasía de ver morir por su mano ciertas personas que pensaba era mejor ya no viviesen. O solo sentía curiosidad de que pasaría si no lo hicieran. Siguió una vida corriente con un esposo gentil que podía manejar. Por mucho tiempo logró quedar impune de sus actos pero eventualmente su fascinación la hizo ser descubierta como una asesina. Su educación cristiana era solo una fachada, porque hasta su muerte no creía hubiese nada más del otro lado. Murió relativamente joven, por lo que no se sabe si envejeció eventualmente en el infierno o siempre tuvo la apariencia en el infierno de una mujer avejentada. Para una mujer de la época era una intelectual, letrada, y llegó a leer los textos escritos de Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz, teniendo una especial aprecio por los mismos.

En el fondo, piensa que la vida no tiene un sentido u objetivo en si mismo más que la misma existencia, Todos los seres solo siguen conductas instintivas o buscan un lugar en el mundo porque es lo que naturalmente estan destinados a hacer para combatir el tedio, pero al universo no le interesa las decisiones individuales de cada cual. La muerte o la desaparición absoluta es un destino aceptable pues pone a todos los seres en el mismo estado cuando la vida es desigual para todos. Tampoco cree que el vació es la nada absoluta realmente. Tal como los cuerpos permanecen y se descomponen, quizá la mente y el ego individual también lo hagan, perdiendo su individualidad, pero fundirse con la “Nada” es a la vez fundirse con el “todo” lo que ve como una experiencia incomprensible y fascinante a la vez.

Relación con los Personajes:

Familia Magne: Es especialmente cercana a ellos, siendo una especie de subordinada y amiga de Lucifer.

Charlie: Charlie no tiene memoria de Mortis, pero ella la conoce de bebe, y le tomo mucha estima de esos días. Por ese motivo, ella insiste en llamarla Charlotte, su nombre real. Lucifer ha arreglado una visita privada entre Charlie y Lady Mortis en su fábrica, esperando que aprenda un poco de ella en su papel en la industria de reciclado a su vez del destino de los demonios que mueren en el infierno.

Si bien no cree en la causa de Charlie y no la ayudaría con ella, encuentra interesante a la princesa del infierno y los planes que intenta fraguar para su objetivo.

Alastor: Es amiga de Alastor, disfrutando de sus transmisiones de radio, en especial la de su llegada. A veces toman el té juntos en privado, pero difieren en que ella prefiere acompañarlo con galletitas y dulces. Aun así, apreciar los dotes culinarios de Alastor y se presume que ha cocinado y cenado con ella en alguna oportunidad.

Bueno, eso es todo! me falta acostumbrarme a darle mas formato y quiza convenga pase a todo ingles, no se que alcance o interes genere esto, pero por las dudas dejo lo siguiente por si alguien mas quiere intentar y contarme de sus personajes o historias ( o lo que puedan revelar)

Información del Personaje

Personaje:

Nombre Real:

Apodos:

Nacionalidad:

Fecha de Muerte:

Causa de Muerte:

Edad:

Personalidad:

Le Gusta:

No le gusta:

Información Biológica

Especie:

Descripción Física:

Personalidad:

Género:

Sexualidad:

Habilidades:

Estatus Profesional

Ocupación:

Relaciones

Familia:

Amigos:

Otros:

Trasfondo

Vida Temprana y más trasfondo:

Relación con los Personajes:

#hazbin hotel #hazbin ocs #español #personaje original #fanfic #ocs #character concept #original concept #borrador #hazbin hotel fans #hazbin hotel español

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And these are the things that keep me up at night. (√꒪-꒪)√ These odd, odd AUs. (Not a bad thing, though.) - Micaela

Honestly? Same. These AU's and the weird ideas for fics. 😂

#micaela anon

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Bohemian Rhapsody in Blue: Chapter Eight- Good Company

A/N: Here it is, after working on it on and off for almost for six(!!!) months. Apologies for the delay and I hope my readers are just as excited about reading this as I am about posting it. FYI, this is a picture that was in Eliza’s nursery.

Warnings: Mentions of food, vomit (that’s about it I think)

Word Count: 2.7k

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January 22, 1986

The Garden Lodge

London, United Kingdom

Circa 3:00pm

It had only been two days since Freddie and Jim brought their daughter Eliza home to the Garden Lodge, but it was evident that they had more than their hands full with being new fathers. Although Nadia was staying with them for the next couple weeks, she could only do so much to help them, as her doctor put her on strict bed rest for the time being. Sleep deprived and with barely any time for themselves, Freddie and Jim still couldn’t be happier with this new chapter in their lives.

Now, it was time for little Eliza to meet her uncles. Brian, Roger, and Deaky had eagerly awaited this day for nine months, and were beyond ecstatic upon hearing the news that their friend and lead singer along with his husband had welcomed a beautiful and healthy baby girl. Since they were all parents themselves, Freddie had already been seeking their advice almost constantly. They would normally be bothered or annoyed by his incessant badgering, but they all remembered what it was like having their first baby and how the first couple of months were rather difficult and nerve-wracking to say the least. Brian, Roger, and Deaky had never expected Freddie to become a family man, but Jim brought about a change in him that they never thought was possible, and now the addition of a child settled him down even more. For once, they weren’t worried about their friend’s well-being, as he was now positively in love, and, as Freddie himself stated, “no fucker in the world is going to change that.”

The three visiting members of Queen piled into Roger’s car, along with a mountain of gifts for both Eliza and her mother. Freddie and Jim had planned a small get together for them at the Garden Lodge. Afternoon tea would be served, in addition to champagne and cigars wrapped in pink ribbons, all graciously prepared by Phoebe and Joe. It would be a rather small affair, but it had no probability of being dull, as long as the four members of Queen were together in an event hosted by their lead singer.

As Brian, Roger, and Deaky parked at the Garden Lodge and rang the bell at the front door, they were greeted by Phoebe, who assisted them in hauling gifts inside. Upon walking into the drawing room, the first thing they saw was Freddie, dressed in an old, yellow sleeveless jersey that was covered in spit-up, and white running pants that they had never seen him dawn before. In addition, he was carrying little Eliza in a sling strapped to his chest as he was bottle feeding and talking to her in a very cutesy voice, all while rocking her and pacing around slowly. Of course, his bandmates found it adorable, and even a gasp of awe couldn’t help but escape Deaky’s mouth, but it was strange to see Freddie already taking fatherhood so seriously.

“Hey, Mary Poppins! We finally made it!” Roger quipped in order to get the new father’s attention.

Freddie promptly halted his baby talk and turned his head to see his three bandmates standing right in front of him, which made a huge toothy smile spread across his face, though it was met with a hint of blush in his cheeks.

“Oh bugger, I was hoping you didn’t hear any of that. Did you?” he asked, waiting to hear the response he was fearing.

“We did, unfortunately.” Brian answered him, to which Freddie sighed, but had a feeling that he would be saved from any further embarrassment as he watched his husband Jim waltz into the room, greeting everyone with a hug.

“Welcome, lads! We’re glad you all could make it.” Jim addressed the three guests, “Did you all remember to wash your hands?” stating his concern of spreading any germs to his newborn daughter.

He earned three nods in response and he couldn’t help but sigh in relief.

“Say, where’s the woman of the hour?” Deaky asked, referring to Nadia, “She’s the one who we should be celebrating here. She did all the hard work while you two just watched.” This earned a playful scoff from Freddie.

“She’ll be here shortly. She’s resting in her room at the moment.” Jim responded, earning a nod of understanding from the bassist.

Once Phoebe brought in several teapots, cups, as well as an assortment of sandwiches and cakes, everyone sat down and tried to make themselves comfortable. Freddie, who was still holding Eliza in the sling, showed no signs of giving her up easily.

“Alright, Fred, let’s see our new niece. She was nearly born in my car, after all, so I should be the first to hold her, shouldn’t I?” Roger stated, eagerly awaiting to meet baby Eliza.

Much to his dismay, Freddie was extremely reluctant to pass the baby to anyone, so Jim had to silently coax his husband in to passing her to him, to which he then carefully deposited her into Roger’s awaiting arms. Everyone gasped in amazement as they finally got a glimpse of Eliza’s tiny face.

“Goodness, she’s absolutely beautiful. Well done, you two.” Brian remarked, silently adoring her tiny, delicate features.

“Yeah, you didn’t do too bad. She’s quite an adorable little potato, isn’t she?” Roger gushed as he adjusted his hold on the baby.

Seemingly discontent from being mildly jostled, Eliza began to fuss in Roger’s arms, to which her uncle cooed and shifted her so that her head was on his shoulder.

“There there, dear. It’s alright. It’s just your Uncle Rog. No need to fuss, dear.”

As he slowly pat the baby’s back he noticed her fussing subdued once he felt her hiccup, but he was unpleasantly surprised when this was followed by her vomiting on his shoulder. Everyone in the room couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, especially Freddie, who burst into a fit of laughter as he nearly collapsed into Jim’s lap from hysterics. When he collected himself a bit after a minute or so, he noticed Roger’s unamused expression and chortled,

“That’s my girl. Very good.”

As Roger noticed the vomit that was running down his back and destroying his shirt, he began to panic while simultaneously regretting that he chose to wear one of his favorite shirts for this occasion. Luckily, Deaky came to his rescue and suggested to him,

“How about you pass her along so you can go ahead and clean off? Your time’s up to hold her anyways.”

Roger obliged and quickly handed Eliza to Deaky, who took her into his arms like the professional father that he was. As the baby was still fussing a bit, she calmed down and fell asleep as soon as her godfather held her.

“That’s a bit better, dear. I don’t blame you for doing that to Roger.” Deaky whispered to her, causing everyone to chuckle.

“You’re quite the baby whisperer there, aren’t you, John?” Jim mused.

“He’d ought to be, darling. He’s had four of them.” Freddie retorted, “You’re not planning on having any more, are you, Deaks?”

Deaky shrugged as he rocked Eliza in his arms, to which everyone groaned jokingly.

“You and Veronica are breeding like rabbits at this rate.” Roger teased, “But I don’t blame you, honestly. You do make very cute little hobbit children.”

“I think the amount we have is fine for now, but who knows, this little one might change our minds, especially when the missus meets her.” Deaky remarked, gently cradling Eliza.

“I’m sure Freddie and Jim will let you borrow her whenever you want,” Brian responded, still unable to believe how the Deacons managed to raise that many children and make it look as simple as could be, “But in any case, I’d like to see my niece now, Deaky, if you don’t mind.” He tried to be as polite as possible without sounding too impatient.

Eliza, who wasn’t too thrilled to be passed around like a hot potato, began to fuss again, causing Deaky to smirk as he decided to let Brian deal with it.

“I know, you don’t like being tossed about like this, do you, dear?” Brian startled cradling the baby who seemed to be quite overwhelmed with everything going on, “Stick with me for a bit and it’ll all be fine.”

As tea was being served, Brian continued to hold Eliza and walk around the room with her, insisting that he wasn’t really hungry anyway. The others in the room engaged in mild, business-related conversation, all while Brian was softly singing ‘39 to his niece. Brian’s soothing voice seemed to have a positive effect on the infant, as she sighed contently while studying his face, trying as hard as she could to commit it to her memory. As he was singing the famous refrain of his song, all eyes were on him when he interrupted himself with an unexpected yelp as he felt a strong tug at a strand of his curly mane. Trying not to react too harshly, he looked down to see little Eliza holding onto his hair for dear life, making tiny cooing noises while doing so. The sight of it all would have made him soft, except her surprisingly strong grip prevented him from adoring it too much.

“She’s not going to let go anytime soon, I can tell you that.” Freddie interjected while he and the rest of the boys were laughing at the scene before them.

“It’s quite alright. I should be used to this by now, anyways.” Brian replied, trying to get Eliza’s grip off of his lock of hair, but to no avail.

Jim promptly rose from his chair to provide some assistance, gently coaxing his daughter’s chubby hand to free her uncle from her grasp by getting her to latch onto his own finger, then moving her hand to grip onto Brian’s shirt.

“That’s better now, love.” Jim whispered to the infant as he bent to her level to kiss her pudgy cheek.

Now with his hair free from her chubby but surprisingly strong grasp, Brian resumed walking around the room with Eliza, stopping at the pile of gifts and quietly showing and explaining her new toys. Overhearing this soft, one-sided conversation, Freddie turned around and asked the guitarist,

“Bri, you’re not trying to brainwash her with astrophysics yet, are you?”

“Not quite, Fred. You see, newborns just like to be stimulated both aurally and visually. It helps with their development.”

Freddie playfully rolled his eyes and let Brian continue “stimulating” his daughter, but before he could one-up his friend, Nadia quietly appeared into the drawing room and was immediately showered with attention and friendly affection from everyone occupying the space. As Freddie caught her out of the corner of his eye, he nearly dropped his cup of tea in a panic,

“Nadia, darling, what did the doctor tell you about standing up for too long? Please come sit at once!”

As he whisked away the poor woman and helped her sit on the sofa next to Jim, he was met with light chuckles and playful eye rolls from his friends. Before anyone could make a joke about Freddie’s new mother hen behavior, Deaky chimed in as he got up and presented his children’s former nanny with a bouquet of flowers accompanied by four handmade cards which were obviously done by the younger members of his family,

“Freddie and Jim told us about your new ‘updated’ agreement and we couldn’t be happier that you’re here to stay.”

“Thanks Deaky. I’m so glad to be here. It’s safe to say that I’ve grown attached to all of you.”

”You’re an incredibly strong woman for putting up with these two for the past nine months” Roger joked, referring to Freddie and Jim, “Are you sure you want to keep dealing with them? They’re quite the handful.” Freddie playfully smacked him, as was common for him to. Rubbing his head, the blonde drummer followed up.

”Actually, it’s better if you stay. I don’t want Freddie corrupting that poor girl too much. God knows what would happen without you.” Another smack, this time a little bit harder, or so the victim claimed.

”Rog, you’re almost asking to be puked on again at this point.” Freddie smirked, acting as if he had done nothing wrong.

Somehow, in the middle of all of the riveting conversation, baby Eliza, who had been carefully placed in her bassinet a few minutes ago by Brian, started to cry, almost as if she noticed everyone’s attention was on her mother and not her. Deaky, being the first to notice, made an effort to point it out as much as he could over the infant’s high-pitched near shrieking.

“Someone is quite the attention seeker already. I wonder who she could’ve gotten that from.”

Almost comically, everyone turned their gaze to Freddie, who merely scoffed and waved it off.

Nadia, who knew immediately the reason for her daughter’s fussiness, picked her up and walked into the other room to nurse her in private. Once she left, the living room became incredibly silent, before Roger tried his best at whisper,

“So, have you two shown her the house yet?”

This question was met with both Freddie and Jim violently shushing him, but Brian and Deaky were quick to inquire about this to their hosts. Jim made sure again that the coast was clear and that Nadia wasn’t in earshot before replying,

”Oh, did Freddie not tell all of you?”

The two clueless guests shook their heads, still utterly puzzled.

“We bought Nadia a house a few blocks away from here. We figured she’d want to live closer now that she’s a part of the family, and also as sort of a thank you gift. It was all Freddie’s idea really, as you could imagine.”

Everyone cooed in awe, but still trying to keep quiet so Nadia wouldn’t hear. Freddie was quick to answer Roger’s underlying question,

“No, we haven’t, but we’ll take her there once she’s fully recovered. I’m honestly quite surprised that she hasn’t figured it out yet.”

”Well, you know, she’s been pretty busy lately, you know, creating a new life and all.” Brian quipped as he took a generous sip of his tea.

“I wish I could see the look on her face when she sees it. Knowing you two she’ll probably love it.” Deaky muttered before quickly trying to signal everyone else that Nadia is heading back into the room.

Everyone became suspiciously quiet once again, but now they were met with Nadia raising her brow, trying to find the reason for it, all while burping Eliza over her shoulder.

“”What were you boys talking about? The room is never usually this quiet when you all are here.”

Freddie was quick to respond, even though he didn’t have a carefully thought out alibi.

“Oh, um...nothing darling. Just about………..how we’re going to try to finish the record now with the baby here and all.”

This caused Nadia’s curiosity to peak, but before she could say anything, Jim was quick to have her sit down again, taking Eliza from her and rocking her gently.

”Do you like your uncles, dear? They certainly are an odd bunch, but they love you all so much.”

Jim took a moment to reflect once he referred to all the men in the room as his daughter’s “uncles.” It went without mentioning that none of them were at all true blood relatives, but the bond as a nontraditional, chosen family was even stronger that he and his husband had with their actual family members. Little Eliza would grow up to have at least three surrogate uncles always by her side, and that was enough to provide relief to either of her parents. This wild and crazy group would prove to be the biggest support system she would have in the years to come, and for that Freddie and Jim were forever thankful.

As Jim was suddenly pulled away from his thoughts by his approaching him and kissing him gently on the cheek, then bending down to do the same for their daughter, the Irishman sighed in pure content.

After all these years, after all this time, I am finally where I was meant to be.

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