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Tale of Astoria Kenobi [Chapter 3] [Obitine and Anidala featured] [Dad!Obi-wan/Daughter!OC]

Hi! I am so sorry to have left this story alone so long!

I had a hard time writing this chapter, since there aren't too many examples of a Gathering to go off of. Anyway, here it is! I hope you guys like it! :)

I want to apologize to everyone I kept waiting on this story and I want to thank everyone for their patience!

I plan on making a Masterlist for Astoria but in the meantime Here is the link to the prologue to this story!

And Here is the link to the previous chapter!

I would also love to acknowledge some users that have encouraged me and are on the taglist! (if you want to be on the taglist, please let me know!)

@elite-guard-hardygal for one, as my bestie and sort-of beta reader. Then I want to thank @forcearama for creating the Scandalore AU that helped inspire this story. There is also @sunshineisdelightful who has been wonderfully encouraging, and their other blog @fwtcanimelover! Thank you all for encouraging me and giving me feedback! Hope this chapter makes up for my absence!

I hope you guys like this new chapter! Next chapter starts Attack of the Clones!

(Side note for timeline purposes, this chapter is when Astoria is about 12, then there will be a time skip to when she's 15, about when Attack of the Clones takes place, according to a timeline I looked at.)

Now, onto the chapter!

~The Lupine Sojourner

“How is your training, Astoria?” Mom asks, smiling at me through the hologram.

I grin and lean in a bit. “It’s going great, Mom! I’m finally going to be part of a group for the Gathering!” Mom sees my excitement, but naturally, she’s confused. “It means I’ll go with a group of other Younglings to a special place where I’ll find my lightsaber crystal and create my own lightsaber!”

“Oh, that’s wonderful, darling!” Mom cheers, clapping her hands together and laughing as I eagerly describe how awesome my lightsaber is going to be.

“It’ll be one of the best lightsabers ever!”

“I’m sure it will be, sweetheart, but you can’t let yourself get carried away. Remember to always listen to the instructors and be respectful.”

I nod. “Of course, Mom.” I reply. “I’m just so excited! I get to go with Anakin’s group, and we’ll make our hilts together! It’ll be so fun!”

“Isn’t Anakin your uncle’s apprentice?” Mom asks.

I nod. “Yeah, he’s a Padawan Learner, and few years older than me, but since I’m top of my class, and am ahead of my group in combat training, I get to go a little sooner than my group. We’re leaving tomorrow morning.”

“I see. Well, congratulations Astoria!” Mom says proudly. As usual, there’s a tiny trace of sadness in Mom’s eyes that she isn’t here physically.

I give her a wide smile. “Thanks, Mom.” I reply, wishing she could be here to see my first lightsaber. Then I get an idea. “I’ll show you my lightsaber when I visit for my birthday!”

Mom perks up instantly. “Ah, yes! I’d nearly forgotten.”

My birthday was only a month away. Usually, I was allowed to visit Mandalore briefly for my birthday, usually with Uncle Obi in tow. He was always as thrilled as I was to go back to Mandalore, but he’d never say why. I never ask, thinking it was merely his happiness at seeing Mom again since the two are good friends.

“I can’t wait, Mom!” I cheer, and Mom chuckles.

“Yes, neither can I, dear. But for now, get some sleep. It’s late at night on Coruscant, isn’t it?”

I nod sheepishly. “Yeah, but I wanted to talk to you!”

She puts a hand up patiently. “And I, of course, am always happy to talk to you, but you need sleep. Have a good trip, darling.”

I nod. “I will. Love you, Mom!”

“I love you more, Astoria.” Mom replies and we end the transmission.

Then, I lay down and close my eyes, using the techniques I learned in the meditation lessons to try to get some sleep.

Miraculously, it works and I fall asleep.

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“Come along, Astoria. It wouldn’t do to keep the ship waiting.” Comes Uncle Obi’s voice.

I stretch and sit up, rubbing my eyes as I fully wake up. “Are you…” I yawn and rub my eyes, “Are you coming with us, Uncle Obi?” I ask as I stand, pulling on the outer layers of my Jedi robes.

I always just slept in my pants and a spare undershirt.

“Unfortunately not, young one. But Master Fisto is.”

I grin, coming more awake as I move to brush my teeth and pack what little I’d take with me. “Yay!”

Uncle Obi laughs. “You shouldn’t play favorites, Astoria.” He cautions, amused.

“I’m not!” I protest playfully. “I’m just...happy it’s someone I know...better than the other Jedi.”

“Mmm...I’m sure. Now, come along. Even Master Fisto’s patience runs out eventually.”

I slide the last few things in my bag, settle Mom’s necklace around my neck and tuck it in like always before I’m ready to go.

We walk toward the exit ramp where the ship is waiting.

There, I see Master Fisto.

I jog over and hug him. “I’m glad you’re coming!” I cheer.

“Playing favorites is not the Jedi way, Astoria.” Master Fisto teases.

“I know. Master Kenobi told me. I just meant I am happy it’s someone I’m a little familiar with.”

Fisto puts a hand on my back and guides me toward the group of Younglings I’d be going to the Gathering with. “I’m honored to witness your Gathering, little one.”

I smile up at him, then catch sight of a friend. “Roman!” I call, waving at my sparring partner.

“And here I was thinking it’d be a pleasant trip.” He quips as we shake hands in greeting.

“Oh, c’mon. I’m not that bad.” I retort, chuckling.

Anakin then walks over. “Glad you could scrape by to come with us.” He teases.

I roll my eyes. “Why are all my friends teasing me today?” I pretend to be upset, but they know better.

“Because you’re an easy target.” Anakin replies, before laughing and putting a hand on my shoulder. “In all seriousness, I’m glad you’re coming.” He says genuinely.

“Me, too.” I reply. Before we can talk more, Fisto calls for our attention.

“Younglings, you have all proven yourselves to be the top of your class, and some rose above their class to greater heights. Now, it is time for the Gathering, a most sacred Jedi ritual.” We’re all murmuring excitedly and eager to get going, but Master Fisto clears his throat and we fall silent again. “This is the trip that will raise you another step on the path to being a Jedi Knight. This is the trip...you build your lightsabers!”

We are all super excited to get going and crowd toward the ship. Roman and I get into the ship at the same time, looking around and chatting excitedly.

Coming out to meet us from deeper inside the ship was a strange droid. It was an older model, I think, but it seemed to be running smoothly as it greets us.

“Hello Younglings. I am Professor Huyang, lightsaber architect and designer. Welcome to your Gathering.”

“Thank you, Professor. We’re happy to be here!” I chirp, remembering the manners Mom taught me.

Professor Huyang seems to smile at me. “I see someone was elected spokesperson.” He says good-naturedly and I hear some embarrassed shuffling of feet behind me, telling me the others felt bad for not being the first to thank the droid.

“Alright, Younglings. Let’s settle in and get some food and then we’ll start learning about lightsabers when we’re finished.” Master Fisto orders and we file off with him to the spartan rooms we’d be staying on for the overnight flight to Ilum and then the flight back. Once we’re all settled in, we go back to the main area where I assume we would be instructed and actually construct our lightsabers.

Turns out Roman, a Bothan youngling, and I were the first few back to Master Fisto.

“Why don’t we start introductions while we’re waiting on the others?” Master Fisto suggests and I agree.

"Good idea! I'm Astoria Kryze!" I chirp, tapping my chest.

"And I'm Roman Cartalzan." Roman adds, bowing a little in respect.

"Lovely to meet you all. I can tell this trip will be exciting!" Professor Huyang says, again seeming to be smiling as other Younglings file in.

In my excitement, I could hardly remember some of the groups’ names, but then Professor Huyang began his lecture on the history of the lightsabers and how integral they are to a Jedi, describing various lightsabers he’d seen created and even showing us a few of his personal favorites.

By the time bedtime came around, we were mesmerized by the Professor and his stories, but Master Fisto corralled us toward the rooms and we suddenly realize how tired we are, so we don’t protest but so much.

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Over the intercom system, Professor Huyang calls us all to breakfast while we make our final approach. We find a set of thick winter clothing outside our doors and I dress in everything but the outer jacket.

Already I was rather warm, but I am too excited to care as I hurriedly brush my teeth and make my way to the dining hall.

“- -in a long, long time. It will be very interesting to see what happens at this Gathering.” I hear the Professor saying to Master Fisto and despite knowing it was rude, I can’t help stopping where I was to listen.

“Indeed, Professor.” Master Fisto replies. “She is one of a kind, that girl. Her mother, a Duchess, and the second Mandalorian Jedi in history! Just imagine her potential! I can’t wait to see how her story unfolds!”

I blink. I was…one of the first-ever Mandalorian Jedis? Wow! I had no idea!

“Yes…especially considering her inherent skill in combat.” Professor Huyang points out.

“Indeed. But she is doing admirably in all other aspects of her training, as well.”

The revelation would have to wait as other Younglings begin to file out of their rooms, so I pretend to be still waking up as I shuffle into the dining area.

“Good morning, Younglings! We have a rather busy day ahead, so I will begin the instructions while we enjoy our breakfast.” Master Fisto greets as we settle at the tables.

I don’t miss the Professor and Master Fisto’s eyes lingering on me for a moment but I don’t want to make a scene yet so I get my food and manage a seat next to Anakin and Roman.

Master Fisto explains that this planet was constantly frozen and that the object of our journey here to Ilum was to find Kyber Crystals, and the crystal would be a very important component of our lightsabers.

He went on to explain that he would not come with us into the caverns where the crystals were held, but would wait at the entrance for us. He also said we only had a day’s rotation to get our crystals. If we can’t get out in time, Illum’s sun will set and we’ll be trapped in the caverns until the next sunrise, 19 days later.

No pressure there…

We finish suiting up and follow Master Fisto into a blustery, winter morning.

Soon, we reach a cliff face of sheer ice. Master Fisto turns to face us.

“In order to get inside the temple here on Ilum, we will have to work together. Only together will the ice be moved to grant us entrance inside.” He explains before turning and raising a hand.

We join him and I search inside myself for that spring, triggering it and imagining the ice falling. Focusing on that feeling, I let myself unleash the Force.

The sound of crumbling ice is all anyone can hear for what feels like a long time, then finally things go quiet.

And there in front of us was indeed an entrance. We hurry through it and inside there are statues of Jedi poised in various fighting stances, all with ignited lightsabers in their hands.

It was truly an impressive sight.

“Younglings, gather if you would.” Master Fisto calls and we obey quickly. “We Jedi are peacekeepers, but how do we defend that peace? Anyone?”

“With a lightsaber, right?” Roman replies.

“Exactly! And that’s what we aim to create today. Now, this planet is very ancient and mysterious. This is the only known place Kyber crystals can be gathered. This is a very guarded secret in the Jedi order, and this ceremony is very important in your training. Today is the day you rise to a new height and create the weapon that will aid you in more ways than you can yet see. But at the heart of a lightsaber is the crystal, so it is important that you choose the right one. Only you can know which crystal is yours and only you can create your lightsaber. Now, time is running out in the day, so I will say only this; trust yourselves and each other and you will overcome this challenge. May the Force be with you all! Good luck!” With that, Master Fisto raised his hand again and what came next was something I will never forget.

Master Fisto looked up and through the force turned a large crystal structure and a window opened. Master Fisto further turned the structure and used the reflections of the crystals to direct sunlight toward a large door of ice at the back of the chamber. The ice instantly starts melting and the water rushes down in an impressive display.

When the water was thoroughly drained, Master Fisto smiles. “Now begins your trial. Off you go! I will be waiting here when you are done.”

We all head into the caverns, and I can’t help feeling a bit uneasy.

What was waiting for us down here?

Soon, we reach a large open area with several paths leading off into the unknown.

“Which way should we go?” I ask when no one seems to want to move.

“I don’t think there’s a right or wrong way. Just trust your instincts and the Force. Let’s close our eyes and head toward a path, and whichever way we end up going is where the Force wants us.” Roman suggests and no one disagrees.

I close my eyes and I swear I hear something in front of me, like…like a fight. I head that way with my eyes still closed until I don’t hear my companions.

I open my eyes and find myself in almost complete darkness. I only saw enough to know where the path was, but no more than that.

The noises I heard before start growing louder as I walk down the path. I start walking faster. What was happening?

I start swearing I see things, blurry images of people fighting. One looks so much like Uncle Obi, I call out and move toward it, but I only bump my face into an ice wall. I watch as he runs down some kind of hallway, maybe on a ship, and then there’s a woman being held hostage, but there the images end, seeming to be moved further down the tunnel.

I move with it, trying to see what came next, but darkness returns and I stop. What was going on? How could I see things like that when I’m nowhere near any kind of hologram?

I shake myself and keep moving.

Whispers start soon and I swear I hear not only Uncle Obi, but Mom, as well! She sounds worried, scared!

She’s in trouble! I look around, but there are no visions. Heart starting to beat quicker, I run forward and call out to her.

“Mom! Mom, I’m here!” There’s no answer and I keep running.

“Please, Obi-Wan…tell her.”

“Mom!” Where is she? I turn around and around, desperate for anything to tell me where Mom is, but I see nothing! Mom sounds so scared!

“Satine, it’ll be alright, I promise.”

“Uncle Obi?” I call, but again no answer.

I run forward, eyes flicking to either side of the path to try and find something, anything to tell me what was going on, but I see nothing, led on by these strange whispers.

My heart drops as I hear my mother cry out in pain. I race forward blindly, only caring that my mother was ok!

“Mom! Mom I’m coming! Just hang on!” I then smack right into another ice wall, only this time, I break it and find myself tumbling down a steep slope with ice shards all around me.

My body aches a bit as I wearily pick myself up.

Great…now I’m lost. I have no idea where I am or how to find this crystal I’m supposed to get! I lost track of my mission when I started hearing things!

I should have known not to race around after things like that and get distracted.

I sit down to think of my next move. I could try to climb back up the slope, but that seems treacherous. I don’t know…

What should I do? I’m running out of time and I don’t see any other paths around me!

I cross my legs.

I had to refocus myself, that much was obvious. It had been so easy for the Force to distract me with visions and voices of those I love.

I had to ignore those voices and get some idea of where I’m supposed to go to find my crystal.

And to do that, I’ll have to climb the slope.

I open my eyes, feeling better now I had a plan.

The slope is very hard to climb. One wrong step and I slip down a bit, but luckily there were some small grooves and cracks in the ice I can use as sort of hand and foot holds.

As I climb, I start focusing on the crystals all around me, trying to find out which is mine. I start to hear a faint chime, almost like a whisper, steady as I get closer to the top.

Finally, I hoist myself over the hole I’d made in the wall. I had to be careful or I’d- -

“Astoria!” The whispers are back! That one sounds like Anakin, but…older! I hear battle around me, but I try to ignore it, finding that faint chime again and following that. “Astoria get out of there! C’mon!”

Ignore it…ignore it…

“Agh!” Uncle Obi! He was losing a- -no. No, I can't get distracted again! I have to hurry! I wasted too much time following these voices! They’re just testing me! I have to focus!

I find the chime and keep moving.

The voices gain volume as I progress, but thankfully the chime gets just a bit louder, too, so I don’t lose it.

There were so many now…some I can almost recognize, some I know, and some I have a feeling I have yet to meet.

They’re overlapping and I can’t tell everything they’re saying, but I have to ignore it and focus!

Moving forward and trusting the chime becomes harder when the voices turn desperate and blasters fire in the distance. My heart hammers and I know whatever this vision is…it’s dark. Dark and foreboding, but probably not even true, so I try my hardest to move on.

That chime isn’t as loud now and it’s so hard to hear…

Suddenly, just as the voices are reaching their loudest and most intense, I come to a crossroads, one way seeming to be the source of the voices, the other the source of the chime.

Unsurprisingly, the chime is barely audible now above the chaos of the voices, who were giving orders in the midst of a battle, crying out as they’re blasted to bits, or begging for help.

My heart aches for these people, but I have to keep reminding myself that they aren’t real. They’re just the Force trying to lead me astray, testing me.

I find through all the chaos, under all the screams and voices, that small chime, so I refocus myself and shake off my emotions enough to move toward the path of the chime.

Then…I hear something that stops me in my tracks.

My mother, gasping for breath as if someone was choking her, the sound of a lightsaber stabbing, and her breathing going quiet, her final words too quiet for me to hear, but I know she’s dying.

I whirl, eyes prickling with tears.

Of course, there’s no one there. Only the horrid sound of my mother drawing her last breath.

I can’t help it and take off, tears blurring my vision. “Mom!” I scream but there’s no answer, no voices.

Wait…no voices! I have to get control of myself! This was just leading me astray again!

I stumble to a halt and find myself right at the point I broke through the wall. In fact, I'd come close to falling down the slope again.

Luckily, I am able to jump back a bit and regain my footing.

I wipe my eyes. It wasn’t real. There was nothing there…my mother is fine. She’s on Mandalore. She’s safe.

I’ll see her soon, I just know it!

With that bit of comfort, I refocus on the task at hand, and suddenly everything is quiet. There are no more distractions.

I run back to the split and down the path of the chime, finding a dead end with a small glowing crack in the ice.

I take a few deep breaths, and then focus on my connection to the Force, and picture the crystal moving toward me, hearing the ice cracking and then the crystal is in my hand. I examine it briefly. It was a genuine crystal and I slip it into my pocket before running back down the path I’d come, not looking back, focusing on getting out to the entrance.

Soon enough, I’m back at the large area shortly before the entrance, and I have to dodge out of the way of Roman, who’s running as if something is chasing him.

“The door’s gonna be frozen shut soon!” Is all he says. I run after him and we come out of the door, realizing it was just barely above our heads. It was lower than I thought it would be…

“Welcome back, Younglings!” Master Fisto calls, and I realize Roman and I are the fourth and fifth Younglings back. That means there are still 2 Younglings in the caverns.

Luckily, Anakin was here, so I walk over.

He seems…a bit shaken, so I give him a smile. “Congratulations!” I greet. “You got your crystal!”

“That wasn’t easy.” He murmurs, then shakes himself. “Glad to see you got your crystal, too, Astoria.”

I nod toward a more secluded spot and Anakin follows me there. “You saw your mother, didn’t you?” I ask softly.

Anakin winces, then nods. “I still miss her. I miss her so much it hurts!”

“I know, Anakin. I miss my mother, too. I kept hearing these weird voices, some I think I know and some I didn’t, but they kept trying to lead me down another path. Then, right when I thought I had it under control and was about to go get my crystal…I heard my mother dying.”

“I heard mine calling my name. She needed me. She was in pain!”

I nod. “I know, Anakin.” I give him a hug. He’d told me that he was taken to the temple later than most Younglings. So late, in fact, that the Council very nearly didn’t let him start his training, but through certain circumstances involving Master Qui-Gon Jinn’s death and Uncle Obi’s promise to him to train Anakin, he was allowed to be Obi-Wan’s Padawan and start his training. “I’m so sorry. I hope it was just the Force tricking us.”

Our stories were similar but not the same; I was taken to the Temple at 5 years old, and Anakin at 8. I could visit my mother sometimes and call her, but Anakin couldn’t. With his mother still a slave on Tattoine, there was nothing Anakin could do. He wasn’t far enough in his training.

“...Thanks, Astoria.” Anakin murmurs, returning my hug.

We stay hugging for a few minutes, then Anakin lets go so we rejoin the others.

Some of the group seem a bit rattled but none of them failed to get their lightsaber crystal, so Fisto has us all gather and we file in, my hand on Anakin’s shoulder.

“I see you have emerged from the trial victorious, young ones!” Master Fisto congratulates, smile wide and arms outstretched. “Wonderful! I understand it may have been harder on some than others, but rest easy in the knowledge that you succeeded in this task and are one step closer to becoming Jedi. Now, let us return to the Temple. On the flight back, we will construct your lightsaber hilts. Be aware that the difficulty of the training will increase now, and will continue to increase until it culminates in a tournament where you will display what you have learned and the potential for a Jedi Master taking you as Padawan is at its highest.”

I’d nearly forgotten about the tournament, to be honest. I wasn’t old enough until recently. With my 13th birthday coming up, I’d be undergoing the tournament in a few years and after that, with luck, I’ll begin training under a Jedi Master.

I just had to be patient and learn what I can with my lightsaber before the tournament. I wonder if anyone will choose me as a Padawan, but I suppose I’ll just have to wait and see. No use speculating for a while.

Soon enough, we leave the temple in high spirits that even the howling wind and cold couldn’t dampen. We chat and tell each other what we saw in the caverns as we get some food in the main area.

Professor Hyuang comes out and seems as excited as we are to get started on our lightsabers.

In fact, we were all so eager to start making our lightsabers, the hours passed in a blur.

I decide to close my eyes as I explore the lightsaber parts the Professor brought out. I grabbed here and there and finally, I felt I had enough.

“Professor?” I ask.

“Yes, my friend?”

I show him my collection. “Is this everything I need?” I ask politely.

“Hmmm…” He pokes through my parts and nods. “Yes, I believe it is. Well done!” He’s then asked to look over another Youngling’s parts and off he goes.

“Well done, Astoria.” Comes Master Fisto’s voice beside me.

I jump. “Ah! You scared me!” I squeak, heart beating in my ears.

Master Fisto chuckles. “It was unintentional, I assure you.” He then nods toward my pile of parts. “I saw you collect these. You are making great strides in your connection to the Force, young one.” He congratulates.

“Thank you, Master Fisto!” I smile at him. “I just…grabbed what I thought was right.”

“And you chose to trust the Force. That is no easy task, at times.” He eyes my parts again. “What an intriguing combination, Astoria. I have never seen that style of pommel with that main hilt and blade emitter.” He notes, nudging the mentioned parts with his fingers.

“Is that…bad?” I ask timidly.

“No, no! Not at all! I had just never seen it before, that’s all.” He shrugs.

Professor Hyuang then calls for our attention and I have to listen. I wanted to talk to Master Fisto about what I heard this morning, but maybe that’s best saved for later…

The Professor was joined by Master Fisto and the pair begin to explain how the Force can aid us in building our lightsabers, creating a weapon we will grow to depend on in our training and beyond.

We all gather our parts and begin sitting in a circle, cross-legged and ready to assemble our parts.

Professor Hyuang sets up a hologram of how the lightsaber parts should be assembled, then Fisto instructs us to trust the Force and create our lightsabers.

I close my eyes, seeking my parts through the Force. I find them, and begin lifting them all, moving them to fit the diagram.

The hilt forms, then the energy core, my crystal tucked securely inside. After that, I form the blade emitter, from the focusing ring to the main hilt, to finally the emitter itself.

From there, it‘s a matter of adding a few screws to keep everything in place and I am done, my lightsaber falling gently into my ready hands.

It is a thing of beauty, gleaming in the artificial light of the ship, reflecting the blue of the hologram nicely as I inspect my handiwork.

“I see we already have a few finished lightsabers.” Professor Hyuang muses happily as he walks around, giving his own inspection to the half of the group that had constructed their lightsabers.

He finally reaches me, and I hand him my lightsaber, feeling a bit nervous I’d messed something up.

“So close, dear. Just invert that section of the energy core” He points to the part of the hologram he meant “and you will have your weapon. Very impressive looking, I must say. Good work, young one!” Is the praise I get. I start unscrewing the parts of the lightsaber. I invert the parts of the core needed and reassemble everything.

I notice Professor Hyuang off talking to Roman about his lightsaber, so I wait patiently before walking over.

“Got it fixed, then?” The professor asks happily, turning to me.

“I think so.” I reply, handing him my lightsaber for a second time.

He looks it over and hands it back. “Marvelous! You have your weapon, young one!”

I smile. “Thank you!”

“It’s always a pleasure instructing future Jedi.” He seems to smile at me, patting my shoulder before moving to help other younglings.

“That is a lightsaber to be proud of, Astoria.” Master Fisto says when I show him.

“Thank you!” I try some swings with it deactivated. “I can’t wait to test it out!”

“It is a tool to use only when needed, Astoria.” He reminds me gently.

“Yes, Master.” I bob my head. Then I remember what Master Fisto had said this morning.

“Something on your mind, young one?”

I glance around. “Um…”

“You’d rather we talked in private, hmm?”

I nod. “If we can.”

“Of course. This way.” He leads me to what I assume is his quarters. “Now, what troubles you, young one?”

“Well…” I shift my feet. I wouldn’t be in trouble for accidentally eavesdropping, would I? “I may have accidentally overheard you and the Professor talking this morning. Just the last bit! Ab-about me…”

“I see.” He chuckles. “You wonder if what we said is true?”

I nod. “I know I shouldn’t have eavesdropped. I’m sorry.”

“It’s quite alright, young one. It was bound to be revealed at some point in your life. It is true that you are only the second Mandalorian Jedi recorded in history, but don’t let it trouble you. There are other species who do not develop a connection to the Force often.”

“I know, but…does it change anything? In my training? In the way the Counsel treats me?”

“Oh, Astoria.” I am scooped up in a hug. “You are welcome in the Jedi Order with open arms!” He sets me down and ruffles my hair. “I am sorry you felt troubled by the discussion this morning, but let those feelings wash away with the knowledge that you are valued in the Jedi Order for more than your birthplace.”

I nod, feeling a bit better. “Thank you, Master Fisto.” I hadn’t even realized how troubled I was about being only the second recorded Mandalorian Jedi until now. But I do feel those emotions subsiding as Master Fisto guides me back to everyone else.

I was a part of the Jedi Order and a Mandalorian. I had to find balance and peace with that as I continue my training.

Hopefully, it won’t be too hard…and then I’ll be a Padawan, out on adventures with a wise Jedi Master!

I can hardly wait!

#Fanfiction #Star Wars #SW #Tale of Astoria Kenobi #Obi-wan #Satine #Obitine #Anidala #SW OC #OC #Original Character #Original Female Character #Jedi OC #Uses both Clone Wars and the movies

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Last show: Peaky Blinders (I just started season 2 and I’m hooked.) I also finished The Heirs couple days ago, it was probably the fourth or fifth time I watched it....

When I created this blog: December 2016 baby!

What I post: It’s very random. Lately I’ve been more inactive but haven’t written it anywhere because I’ve felt like I didn’t need to do that. Moving on, sometimes I write my thoughts here to yell them somewhere! I reblog a lot, nowadays it’s mostly kpop, sometimes 9-1-1 and sometimes hockey and other stuff. To put it simply - I post about what I like.

Other blogs?: Bold of you to assume I had time or enough energy to keep up other blogs + I’d probably mix them up lol. So no, just this one big dear mess of mine <3

Do I get asks?: Rarely, for some ask games mostly and I appreciate every one - I love doing ask games so if you see me reblog one, don’t hesitate to send a question if you’d like! I might take forever to answer but I will one day!! Promise! And a reminder, my ask box is always open for song recs! Or if you want to tell about something you’re a fan of or book recs or what happened to you today etc

Followers: are so cool, and awesome! 💖

Average hours of sleep: So, here’s the thing. Sleep schedule who?? Idk her?? Something between 7-10 hours maybe. I like to think I could keep a sleep schedule but in reality it’s not possible!!

Instruments: I wish I knew how to play something, like piano it would be so cool

What I’m wearing: Oversized black t-shirt and oversized lavender sweatpants, it’s a very comfy outfit

Dream job: Uhm... I have such mixed feelings about everything now so idk, something to do with the law

Dream trip: Norway, especially the Lofoten islands, Switzerland, South Korea

Favorite songs:

Swipe by Itzy

That That (prod. & feat. Suga of BTS) by Psy (sue me it’s a banger)

Run BTS by BTS

Euphoria by BTS (forever favorite)

Dar+ing by Seventeen

Maniac by Stray Kids

Airplane pt. 2 by BTS

More by j-hope

Moonlight by Agust D

People by Agust D

... I have too many the list goes on- wait

Life Goes On by BTS

I like to think I’m funny hit like if you agree <3 (SOMEONE STOP ME)

Tagging: @sepastian-ahoey @firefighter-diaz @diazactually @fangirlinglikealoon @heiskasmiro @suklaakuppikakku @blubblubsano @boyz-4now if you like to, no pressure!! also sorry if you’ve done this recently and I haven’t seen it

#these are so much fun!!!!#tagged #tag game

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ownheartbeating · 1 year

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Hi there dear, happy Saturday!!!! I can't believe it's already the 10th.. and tomorrow is evermore's birthday 😭😭😭😭😭 it would be incredible if she acknowledged it somehow but i'm not holding out hope hahaha

I think Speak Now TV is next as well, especially with the bejeweled mv... but she's known for surprising us so who REALLY knows??? not me. I'm excited for all of the re-recordings though, I'll be thrilled with whichever comes next. Just a bit biased bc i Love rep hahaha

I love that you love the folklore and evermore album covers they're sooo awesome!!!! Beautiful sisters. I think my favorite album cover is 1989, I love that the photo was taken unintentionally (or was an outtake or something? can't remember exactly). I think it's really cool that she picked it that way, plus it's just a REALLY cool cover.

oh my GOD TAYLOR DIRECTING A FILM I CAN'T EVEN CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT AND PRIDE!!!!!!!!! I'm so excited whenever I think about it I get a rush hahaha I'm amongst many when I say how incredibly proud I am of her and all that she is accomplishing with her passion and creativity. I'm very excited to see who she casts and the plot, but also REALLY pumped for whatever soundtrack there will be. Like will it be just her, other people, not her at all?? SO MANY QUESTIONS!!!

Speaking of questions lol here are my questions for you today! Firstly, if you could choose any of Taylor's songs (like from her entire discography) to make into a feature length film which would it be? And my other question is, do you have any favorite actors/actresses that you'd like to see be included in the film she wrote and is directing?

sending love!!!

~☃️ anon (Winter/December/Holiday pal™️)

Hello winter anon!!!!! Happy early birthday evermore, I love you! Hopefully Taylor acknowledges evermore tomorrow lol. Sending my love out to the evermore album and to the evermore album only 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Yes it would make perfect sense for speak now tv to be next! I’m so excited for rep tv too because I want to be in my rep era. To be honest, even if she does release speak now tv next I will still be surprised because I wouldn’t be able to believe we finally get to hear it.

Ah, the 1989 cover is amazing I love it too. I loved how each physical album had different Polaroids in them, that was such a cute concept.

I’m so proud of her and can’t wait to see what she makes when the film comes out. Ooh yes the soundtrack !!! I wonder that too! I’m excited to find out about her film, I love it already even though it’s not out yet and we know nothing about it.

That’s a great question!!! I think mad woman would be a great song for a film. Because it’s just a cool song. And no body no crime since that song already sounds like a movie. Hmm I’d love to see zendaya in the film!!! She’s one of my favorite actresses so I know she would kill whatever role she’s given. Tessa Thompson and Gemma Chan as well!!! I just hope her film has some diversity and isn’t just white, straight people. Lol all Marvel ladies. Ooh and Jenna Ortega! She’s killing it lately, so it would be nice to see her work with Taylor.

How about you? Any song of hers you’d like to see in a feature length film? Any actors you want to see in her film?

#answered #holiday pal #anonymous

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hermannsthumb · 3 years

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As per our convo, Newt getting set up with Hermann via Hermann’s father’s binder full of pre-approved suitors for his son...

(from @k-sci-janitor 👀) easily one of our funniest concepts yet. I was going to end on newt coming over for dinner scenario but I like the ominous open ending. I'm not actually sure when kaiju attacks fall in the PR timeline so excuse my handwaveyness, LOL

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Hermann’s relationship with his father is what one would call strenuous at best, but—Hermann must admit, to the man’s credit, and in spite of his many flaws—he took the news of Hermann’s sexual orientation as unflinchingly as if Hermann had told him the day’s weather. It was a bit annoying, in fact. Hermann had agonized over the proper way to breach the subject for months, certain it spoke to some sort of personal ruin (whether ostracization from the Gottliebs or being forbade following through on any attraction he may feel whilst still living under the family roof, he wasn't sure), before finally simply announcing it one day at the breakfast table on a whim.

It had been a long-standing tradition that Hermann’s parents compile a binder—effectively of dossiers—on all the most eligible bachelors (for their daughter) and bachelorettes (for their sons) to aid in the choice of the latest Gottlieb mate. It was easiest this way, or so Hermann and his siblings were told. Parental approval was already secured. The histories of each were already secured, which bypassed any nasty shocks that might emerge in the courtship stage. Most of them were children of his father's colleagues or bright minds in their own rights: surgeons, and dentists, and mathematicians. Poets were strictly forbidden.

The occasion of Hermann’s breakfast table announcement had also been the day Hermann’s father presented him with his very first binder of prospective mates—a few days after his eighteenth birthday, and shortly before he was to go off to begin work on his PhD. His father had slid him a hand-written binder of names, no more than a dozen, and all with accompanying photographs. “All are accomplished young women,” he assured Hermann. “We can arrange any meetings of your choice over your winter holidays.”

Hermann glared down at the row of frozen smiles. He stabbed his fork into his cooked tomato wedge. “I don’t want to marry any of these women,” he said, and turned his glare on his father. He still had a rebellious streak in him at that point, something nurtured by a charismatic young man he used to trail after in boarding school, who pierced Hermann’s ear with a sewing needle in the boys’ toilets and listened to songs about setting things on fire. In late this streak had manifested itself in Hermann in nicking packets of cigarettes from his father’s study, one of which was in his pocket now. The weight of it made Hermann feel bolder. “I don’t want to marry any woman,” he continued. “I like men.”

The binder was drawn away in silence, and Hermann was free to eat his toast and tomatoes. The next morning a binder of young men was in its place.

(In a way the acceptance infuriated Hermann. It meant he could not blame his father’s obvious dislike for him on an unfounded, homophobic prejudice; rather, it was a result of Hermann’s own personal failings.)

The binder was placed at Hermann’s breakfast plate every day until he left for his studies. It was placed at his plate when he returned from them five years later. Not even the emergence of the kaiju from the bottom of the ocean shortly after Hermann turned twenty-four dampened his father’s hopes, nor turning all their scientific efforts towards the new jaeger program: some names were removed from the binder (the reasoning Hermann shudders to think at), more still were added, though Hermann is expected only to consider it once a week now on account of his busy schedule. This was one of such days.

“Your brother is very happy with his wife,” Hermann’s father reminds him. “She was one of my first suggestions for him, in fact.”

Hermann is not fond of his sister-in-law. Too rude—too cold. Though perhaps that makes her perfect for Hermann’s brother. “Haven’t we got bigger things to worry about these days than whether or not I’m going to marry?” Hermann says. He adds milk to his tea. “I’m sure they’re all, er, marvelous selections, only—”

“Your sister, too, with her husband,” father says.

Hermann sighs. He hasn’t got much of the rebellious streak he used to in him anymore—too stressed. Not fancying a fight before they’ve even begun today’s coding work, he picks up the binder and begins flipping through it. Sons of engineers working on the jaeger program with them, prominent young chemists, many of whom Hermann has been presented with since he was eighteen. Plenty of them are even handsome. Half of Hermann wonders if he should just pick the least-unappealing one of the bunch and be done with it already. He turns the page over and freezes. “Oh,” he says. “This one is—new.”

“Hm?” father says.

Hermann holds up the binder, tapping at a new entry. “Newton Geiszler.”

“Dr. Geiszler,” father says, nodding. “A child prodigy from Berlin—he’s made tremendous strides in kaiju science in such little time. And,” he adds, “three PhDs. Two of them before he even turned twenty.” The unspoken implication was that Dr. Geiszler far surpassed Hermann in intelligence and Hermann should feel ashamed for not skipping as many grades as Dr. Geiszler.

Hermann feels he ought to resent Dr. Geiszler for it, but he's finding it difficult to summon up any animosity towards him. It's likely because Hermann finds Dr. Geiszler to be strikingly handsome in his photograph: cheeks which haven’t quite lost their baby fat (giving him the appearance of being a scruffy hamster), large, thick glasses, tousled hair, an easy grin. Three PhDs, and German at that. And a child prodigy? “I’m surprised you haven’t mentioned him to me before,” Hermann says. He seems precisely the sort father would. Geiszler’s photograph is black-and-white and a bit grainy, but Hermann swears he could make out the lightest bit of freckles across his cheeks.

“I’d not heard of him until he published an article last week on kaiju biology,” father says. “Besides—he’s moved to America.”

Geiszler has three piercings up the side of his left ear. “I am going to write to him,” Hermann declares.

Father nods, and picks up his newspaper, clearly already disinterested. They speak no more of it that day.

It is not hard to find Dr. Geiszler online (his name is not the most common, and his field of study certainly isn’t), nor is it hard to match his photograph to his faculty page on MIT’s website. From there, Hermann retrieves Dr. Geiszler’s email address. He takes the evening to read over Geiszler’s publications spanning back to 2003 before he gathers up the courage to type out an actual email.

Dear Dr. Geiszler,

You do not know me, but I have recently been made acquaintance with your work and find it—Hermann pauses—scintillating. My father and I are—Hermann backspaces this—I am currently working on the development of the jaeger program…

There’s a response waiting for him the next morning. It’s as enthusiastic as it is brief. Dr. Gottlieb- That’s so awesome!! Believe it or not I’ve been following your work too. I have a million questions for you about the jaegers. If it’s classified info I promise I won’t tell. -Newt

It makes Hermann smile like nothing ever has before.

Hermann’s correspondence with Dr. Geiszler does not transgress beyond the professional until the following January. By that time, Hermann and his father have successfully completed the coding for their first jaeger prototype, and Hermann has been offered his fair share of tenured university positions to pick from as he likes. He finds himself oddly disappointed that none of them are in America with Dr. Geiezler. This, which leads to the realization that he’s grown rather fond of Dr. Geiszler, is perhaps what drives Hermann to uncharacteristic sentimental extremes on January 19th: he orders Dr. Geiszler a birthday present. The first email Dr. Geiszler sends him after that addresses him as Hermann. The first email Hermann sends Dr. Geiszler after that addresses him as Newton. Things move rapidly after that.

“Are you still writing to that young biologist?” Hermann’s father asks him in March. Hermann has spent the last two months devouring every bit of information Newton has seen fit to divulge about his personal life: his dexterity with no less than three different instruments, his favorite loud monster movies, how he’d love to get a kaiju tattooed on him one day. Hermann suspects he might be falling in love with Newton. In hardly five months! These are war times, Hermann supposes, so it would make sense. People are meant to do such extreme things.

“I am,” Hermann says.

“I’ve asked around about him,” Hermann’s father says. His expression is stern—unimpressed. “About his character. I’m not sure it’s wise to continue your correspondence.”

The reasons are this. Dr. Geiszler’s methods are unorthodox. Dr. Geiszler is loud and uncouth, and has little respect for his intellectual superiors. Dr. Geiszler was thrown out of a convention once for storming up on stage and stealing a microphone from an engineer to shout about the destruction coral reefs. Dr. Geiszler was in a distasteful band for several years. Dr. Geiszler was once arrested for egging a politician’s house. Dr. Geiszler has gone on record as describing the kaiju as “kinda cool”. Almost none of this is news to Hermann; in fact, that which is only causes Hermann’s affection for Newton to grow. “I will consider your advice,” Hermann says, knowing he won’t. Besides, it's not as if his father really has Hermann's interests at heart—Hermann knows he merely wishes to preempt any scandal Newton Geiszler could possibly bring upon the Gottlieb name.

In April Newton goes on television and declares that he’s sure the kaiju are extraterrestrial in origin, on account of their great size and his brief examination of a sample from the second kaiju to make landfall. He’s laughed off by his older peers before he can get another word out. The email he writes to Hermann afterwards is furious, capslock-heavy, and expresses that Hermann is the only one who takes him seriously in the whole world. It leaves Hermann certain that he is in love with Newton.

“Dr. Geiszler was interviewed on some American television program,” Hermann’s father says a few days later.

“I know,” Hermann says, proudly. Newton was on television. “I watched it.”

“He made some extraordinary claims,” Hermann’s father says.

But Hermann is thinking only of the outfit Newton wore (skinny jeans and an oversized leather jacket, so out of place compared to the suited other scientists sitting around him), the shade of his eyes (hazel), his short stature (hardly taller than Hermann), and the cadence of his voice (high, but not unappealing). He’d been so confident, and carried himself with a self-assurance that was foreign to Hermann. It was marvelously attractive. “I’m sure they're correct,” Hermann says. "Every single one. Newton is a terribly brilliant scientist." All bold claims are met with derision at first, are they not?

Newton’s theory is proven correct after the next kaiju attack, when experts other than him get their hands on kaiju samples and validate his claims. The general consensus after that is that the kaiju are not of this world. And Newton was the first to propose the theory! Hermann sends Newton an email full of congratulations, and Newton responds with a heart emoticon in his sign-off. Newton isn't just a brilliant scientist. “Newton is a genius,” Hermann tells his father, dreamily.

The binder reappears on Hermann’s work desk a few months later, Newton’s page torn conspicuously from it. Hermann tips the whole thing straight into his trash can. He has more important things to worry about—arranging a meeting with Newton, perhaps. Hermann ought to have him over for dinner.

#newmann #maria's fanfiction tag #Anonymous #the new post editor is weird but I like that I can make things pink

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vemuabhi · 3 years

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I feel good now

Annyong Haseyo!! This is my first time Doflamingo. Please forgive me if its a bit OOC. I’ll improve writing.

This was requested by : Jayson_Jay_Son (wattpad) He also writes. Check out his stories!

Pairing : Doflamingo X GN! Reader

Warnings : Angst then Fluff and happy ending. (WHY CANT I WRITE FLUFF? PLEASE HELP ME)

A/N : I was listening to Shinee Dont call me (Clickable) while I wrote this. Listen to it for more feels! I assure you, you wont regret listening to it.

Doflamingo always was curious. Curious of you, the nine tails devilfruit user, you always looked like sunshine to him. Your devil fruit was the reason why he thought you’d be an asset to the family. Your devil fruit with your skilled haki, you were the ultimate warrior.

“Baby 5! Come here!”, you call the black haired girl who was wielding the never used weapon.

“Whats up Y/N”, she said as she came towards you.

“I wanted you to try the new cake we were thinking to make today”, you said as you scratch the back of your neck.

“Oh yesss!!! Please!! let’s make it!!”, she exclaimed as you both went towards the kitchen.

Doffy was watching from afar.. he knew you were hiding something. He knew you had so many secrets. You were like a puzzle he wanted to solve. He wanted to know everything about you.

As you started to bake with baby 5, you remembered the reason why you were making one today. A few days back, you were in your house. A bird came flying to you with a letter.

You took it and saw that it was from your friend Rosinante. You happily opened the letter only for it to be stained in blood. You opened the letter as your hands shivered. As you read it, your tears slid down your face. Rosi was dead. He wanted you to take care of Law and also his brother Doflamingo. So you obliged.

You sailed as you searched for the boy named Trafalgar Law. You found him and assigned your subordinate to secretly take care of him. You then searched and found the doffy family. You made your way into the family soon, because of your Ninetails fruit and skilled haki. Now you are here… making cake… on the memory of your late friend’s birthday.

You sighed and baby 5 noticed that.

“Y/N what happened you look sad”, she asked. You smiled and said, “Its… Nothing dear. Just thoughts. Well, look at your batter. Its perfect”, you said as she smiled and blushed. You both made the cakes and brought it out for dinner so that everyone could eat it.

“You… You made it?!”, asked doffy and you nodded. His heart was beating faster now because you made it. He took a piece of it and ate it. It was delicious.

“Sugoi!! Y/N its amazing!”

“Well done Y/N!”

“Its awesome!!”

Everyone complimented you and you looked at doffy to see his reaction.

“Its… Its good”, doffy said as his cheeks turned red. You smiled and thanked him for that. Now it was time for baby 5 to show her cake to everyone. People ate it and appreciated baby 5 as she hugged you as thanks.

It was very late and you were still gazing at the stars. Doffy came out f his room and saw your form in the moon light. You looked beautiful to him. He was mesmerised by you. He always was. Your way of speaking. Your fierce nature towards enemies. But yet the kindness still lingered in you.

“Happy birthday Rosinante”, he heard you say that. As you turned around you saw Doffy behind you. He was shocked at your words.

“You… You know him?”, he asked you.

You smiled at him and said, “Doffy, he told me to take care of you. It was his last wish”.

His eyes watered at what you said. He couldn’t stop his tears. You went towards him and wiped his tears. He was never forgiving himself for killing Rosinante, and now his final wish made him to break down.

You hugged doffy and rubbed his back soothingly. He buried his head in the crook of your neck and sobbed silently. It was the first time Doffy cried after Rosinante’s death. It was because of you. He slept without having nightmares that night. He woke up and saw that you were beside him snuggled up close. He was totally smitten by you. The way you reached for him while you were still sleeping.

He swore to trust you. He promised to protect you but now… He pinched your cheek to irritate you. You open your eyes only to find Doffy smirking at you. You hit him with a pillow as you turned around to sleep. He kissed the top of your head and got up. You blushed because of his sudden actions. He smiled as he left the room.

“What happened Doffy you seem in a good mood”, said Pika as Doffy smiled at him and said, “I... I feel good now”, with that they went back to their work.

XOXOXOXO

I hope you liked it! Please forgive me for any mistakes.

Did you like the story or the song. Tell me how you feel by giving me a Like, Comment and Reblog. Thanks for Reading

#donquixote doflamingo #doflamingo x reader #one piece doflamingo #donquixote rocinante #doflamingo headcanons #One Piece Fanfiction #one piece x reader #one piece #one piece scenarios #one piece scenario #one piece x you #one piece x y/n

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super-unpredictable98 · 3 years

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Me and Ms. Adolphson (Me and Mrs. Jones AU)

Chapter 4: Birthday Boy

Warning: Strong language, alcohol abuse.

(Me and Ms. Adolphson Masterlist)

"So, what does your friend like?" Ake followed Saga around the store like a puppy.

"Well, I haven't known him very long, but I do know he likes videogames, so I'm just gonna get him Far Cry 3."

"Sounds nice. Am I going to this party tonight?"

"Ake, I don't know if it's a good idea..."

"Come on, Saggy, I really want to meet your new friends! You have been so distant ever since I arrived, acting all weird, I miss you."

"Fine! You can come," she sighed heavily.

As soon as Saga walked through the door she was greeted by Jason, Gemma, and Alfie having a discussion... It was nice to be back home.

"Inca spends hours in the bathroom, you spend what? Five minutes?" Jason rolled his eyes.

"She does take quite a few hours to get ready, I was always late for everything," Saga laughed with nostalgia despite everything.

"Come on, I'll give you guys a lift to Alfie's party in the van."

"Tom is giving us a lift," Alfie sneered.

"You invited that knob to your party?" Jason gasped. "Why?"

"Because he's mum's boyfriend."

"Party?" Saga squinted dramatically. "Is it someone's birthday?"

"I told you yesterday, dear, it's Alfie's birthday," Gemma whispered.

"Silly me, if only I had bought a gift..." she waved the small bag in front of him.

"Awesome! You didn't have to... But I'm glad you did," Alfie grabbed the bag and quickly ripped the wrapping paper.

The look on Gemma's face was one of pure joy, taking Saga in was probably the best decision she ever made, she was like Alfie's new sister... Joking around and laughing.

"I hope you like it," she sat by him.

"You really do know me, you little bitch..." he got as excited as a little boy. "Thank you!"

"Happy birthday, you twat," Saga hugged him tightly.

"You're coming to my party tonight, right?"

"Of course! But I do have to ask you something... Would it be okay if Ake came? He's been complaining that he doesn't know my new friends."

"Sure, bring him, the more the merrier."

Saga was hoping Alfie would say no, then she would have an excuse not to bring Ake... Oh well, it would be fine, maybe things would get a little less awkward once they all met, right?

"Gemma, which one?" she quickly ran downstairs with two dresses in hand.

"The red one for sure."

"I like the blue one," Jason tilted his head.

"Check out my bootylicious fine ass!" Alfie walked into the kitchen wearing nothing but the underwear he got from his mum.

"God, you're gonna give me nightmares," Saga teased.

"Only if by nightmares you mean wet dreams..."

"Which one?" she showed him the dresses.

"The red one, it says 'shag me, but work for it first'."

"That's exactly the vibe I was going for."

Saga was not looking forward to seeing Inca that night, she was looking forward to seeing Billy, of course, but not while she's with Ake... This party had everything to be a big mess, but it was Alfie's night and the last thing she wanted was to ruin that for him.

"You look like my mum with bits of makeup on," he didn't take his eyes from the magazine he was browsing through.

"But is it too much? I don't want Tom to think I'm trying to look too young."

"Relax, you look old."

"Alfie!" Saga scolded. "You look the appropriate age, Gemma."

"Thanks... Wow, you look fantastic!" she mused in awe.

"A proper hottie," Alfie agreed. "He's gonna lose his mind."

"You really think so?" the girl smiled. "Billy doesn't seem..."

"Billy? I meant Ake."

"Oh sure, yeah, Ake, my boyfriend!" she looked at Gemma with terrified eyes.

"I'll get it," Alfie jumped from the bed as the doorbell rang.

"You can do it," she seemed to read Saga's mind. "Don't worry, it will be fun."

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"You look like a young Jane Seymour, Gemma," Tom said praisingly as he started the car.

"This car is sweet!" Alfie was pressing every button in reach, he really was like a little boy.

"I'm sorry I didn't pre-warm the seat for you two, I wasn't sure you were coming with us... So, are you excited for tonight, Alfie?"

"It's gonna be great, I've got Billy as my wingman so I expect we'll be pulling big time!"

"Billy's like catnip to the ladies, Poppy is definitely smitten... And I suspect she's not the only one, right, Saga?"

"Me? N-n-no! I'm not..."

"Are you alright? You look like you're about to faint," Alfie took her face in his hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine! Just a little... How do you call it? Oh, motion sickness, that's all."

"Oh, my Poppy gets it all the time, would you like me to stop?" Tom asked. "Humming will make you feel better."

"No, I'll be fine, I'm okay."

As they approached the bar, Saga only got more nervous. When they finally walked through the door, Gemma took her hand, noticing how uncomfortable the girl was.

"He doesn't bite," she whispered.

"I wish he did," Saga blurted out before thinking twice.

"Look at you!" Fran greeted, pulling her away from her daydreams. "Don't you two look stunning?"

"Oh, thank you, Fran," she grinned. "You too, I love this dress!"

"Yeah, very... Glamorous," Gemma gestured towards the gold sequin dress.

Saga couldn't help but blush when she spotted Billy talking to Alfie across the room. Before her brain even gave the command, her legs were already taking her to him.

"Hey," she tried not to sound so nervous.

"Oh, hi!" Billy flashed her a dazzling smile. "Long time no see, how are you?"

"I'm good, how are you?"

"Yeah, I'm good too," she didn't know, but he was also trying not to sound nervous.

"Saga, would you please help me to convince Billy to join me on my quest to snog a model?" Alfie huffed. "C'mon, mate!"

"Like I said, I'm not really that into it."

"Why not?" she asked.

"Well, I thought that... You said the other night..."

"You should do it."

"Really?" he sounded almost hurt.

"Yeah, you're a nice-looking young man, who's single."

"Oh, now I'm single? If I remember correctly, the other night with the bachelorettes you were very intent on..."

"Well, that night was a mistake. Ake is coming."

"I see," Billy nodded with a playful look that said 'you will regret this'. "So Thor is comin'? Alright."

"Ok, now you two just made it weird," Alfie looked at his friends confused. "Hey, Tooth! Come here!"

A nerdy-looking guy followed by two beautiful girls walked up to them. The nickname was certainly mean, but the so-called Tooth didn't seem to mind.

"Tooth, this is my mate Saga, she's from Sweden."

"Oh, tjenare," Tooth shook her hand eagerly. "This is my sister, Amy and this is Lisa."

"Hello, girls," she tried not to sound completely bitter and mean, it wasn't their fault.

"Can I get you a drink, Saga?" Billy noticed her discomfort.

"Yeah, actually could you..."

"Hello," Amy cut her off and stood in front of her to shake his hand. "I'm Amy, Tooth's sister, not his girlfriend in case you're wondering."

"Well, thanks for the background information," he joked.

"I like to be upfront..."

"So I see. But if you’ll excuse me I gotta-"

"Hello, party people!" a voice deep and loud like thunder got everyone's attention as Ake wrapped his arms around Saga's waist.

"Hey, you! I'm so glad you came..." the girl tried to sound excited.

"Man, how much do you lift?" Alfie stared shamelessly at his muscles.

"This is Alfie, our birthday boy," she giggled.

"Nice to meet you, Saggy told me so much about you," Ake tapped his shoulder firmly.

"The famous Ake," Billy tried to hide his jealousy. "I'm Billy, Saga's..."

"Saga! Alfie! Ake!" Inca called from one of the tables.

"And the night only gets better," she murmured under her breath. "Hey..."

"You can do it," Billy squeezed her hand reassuringly.

The trio joined Inca at a table where she was drinking a very colorful cocktail. Her over-the-top ponytail was waving as she moved to sip from the straw.

"I'm having great news!" she clapped happily. "Jason and I are getting married!"

"Wow, that's amazing!" Ake took her hand. "Congratulations."

"Yeah, I'm so happy for you," Saga really meant it, as much as things have been weird between them, she still loved her sister to bits.

"I guess," Alfie shrugged.

"This is gonna be the most important day of my life and I want you to be a part of it," Inca explained. "Alfie, I'm your stepmother..."

"Not really."

"You're funny little boy, how would you like being the usher? You'll be doing it with my three brothers and Ake who are 6'4'', so they might be making you look like a tiny elf."

"I'll be honored," Ake agreed immediately, while Alfie was still weirded out by the request.

"I knew I could count on you... And you, Saga, would you be my maid of honor?"

"You want me to be your maid of honor? Really?" she stared in disbelief.

"Of course, you're the only sister I have, and you know how hard it is to be making friends when you look so gorgeous, women get jealous of me."

"Well, sure, I'll do it," Saga fidgeted nervously with her bracelets. "You are my family and all..."

"Thank you! It will be so special having you there."

"Oh, bloody hell!" Gemma's screech made everyone turn around, she had spilled wine on her perfectly white dress. "Why am I like this?"

"Don't worry, come with me, I have stain remover in my purse," Saga rushed to help.

"Then we go to the lavatory like English women do, we go together," Inca joined them.

In the restroom, Saga kept trying to look for the pen, but two voices kept stopping her from being able to focus:

"He's totally fit," Amy said.

"Billy? Oh yeah, you should so go there..." Lisa replied.

"I'm so gonna go there and he's so not gonna know what's hit him."

"Jävla slyna..." Saga cursed through gritted teeth as the girls left.

"That doesn't sound very good," Gemma grimaced.

"It's not," Inca looked at her sister surprised. "Do you know them?"

"Unfortunately," she finally found the stain remover and was now rubbing it on the tragically stained dress.

"So, Gemma," Inca quickly twisted the situation to make it all about herself. "I want you to know Jason and I really hope you come to the wedding. I know it's a bit odd for his ex-woman to be there, but we really want Charlotte and Jess to be our bridesmaids and if you hold on to Tom, he will look great in the photos."

"Oh, right, thanks... I'm sure the girls will love it," Gemma agreed.

"Jason is being in charge of the wedding and he's being plenty secretive. He said it might take some time because everything is looking to be booked. This will be the best wedding ever!"

"I'm sorry if the whole 'Jason and I not being divorced' thing is holding you up... I'm sure we can sort it pretty easily."

Inca's eyes went wide, gaping at Saga, holding her arm tightly, but before any of them could respond, Fran came into the bathroom in a rage, pulling Gemma by the arm.

"You're not gonna believe this, there's a girl out there wearing the exact same dress as me..."

"Are you ready, girls?" Gemma asked as Fran dragged her outside.

"I will be with you shortly, please proceed without me," Inca tried to keep calm.

"Okay, thank you so much, Saga!"

"It's nothing..." the girl mumbled.

As soon as the two sisters were alone, Inca screamed loud enough to leave her sister's ears ringing, hitting the sink with all her strength and nearly breaking the faucet.

"Did you hear that? They are still married!"

"You didn't know?"

"Of course not, Saga! I wouldn't be with Jason if I knew! I'm not being anyone's mistress!"

"Neither am I... Now you understand how I felt when you said I would try to steal Jason from you?"

"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have said that," Inca looked genuinely sad. "I was being irrational, do you forgive me?"

"Yeah, how can I not?" Saga gave her a hug. "I love you."

"I love you too," she was trying very hard not to cry, so she wouldn't ruin the mascara. "You need to be helping me."

"I don't know what I can do, Inca, I'm already dealing with some major issues of my own."

"With those girls?"

"Well, kind of... I'm in love."

"Of course you are, Ake is a wonderful man and..."

"Not with Ake, I'm in love with another boy. My heart is broken, he's all I want, but I don't have the guts to break up."

"Aw, Saga..." she pressed her sister's head to her chest. "But who could ever be better than Ake?"

"This one is, he’s magnetic... I've never felt like this about anyone before. And I pushed him into another girl's arms tonight."

"Then let's go, you can keep an eye on your boy while you're gathering the courage to dump your boyfriend and I'll be giving Jason a piece of my mind!"

They were holding hands and marching towards the table when Billy made his way down the narrow hallway.

"I'll be with you in a second, Inca."

"Okay, but don't be taking too long! Your boy is waiting."

"Hi," he leaned against the wall. "Looks like you and your sister made up, isn't it?"

"Yeah we did," Saga tried not to get lost in his piercing green eyes. "How is it going living with Tom?"

"It's good, he's actually a really nice fella... How are things between you and Ake?"

"Okay."

"Have you been successful buryin' our kisses?"

"I-I... Think so. And so have you, Amy seems nice."

"Right, yeah, nice..."

"At least she won't send you any mixed signals, you need someone who won't complicate your life."

"Do I? What if I like complications?"

"You do, and I need to make things work with Ake."

"Do you? What if you don't love him anymore?"

"I do, he's sacrificing so much for me."

"Looks like you've got it all figured out then... You and Ake, and Amy and me."

"Seems like it."

"So you'd be fine with me walkin' Amy home tonight?" he took a few steps, closing the distance between them.

"Billy..."

"Maybe lingerin' on the doorstep, removin' a stray hair that's fallin' across her face just so I can touch her?" he did exactly as he said with Saga, as if giving her an example. "Maybe I'll kiss her as we stand there? Not yet knowing whether or not I'm gonna wake up next to her... But hoping that I'll hold her all night, and be the first thing that she sees when she wakes up in the mornin'. You'll be fine with that, will ya?"

"Y-yeah," Saga was on the verge of tears from imagining that, but she couldn't lead him on any further.

"Good, glad we're clear then... Friend. Y'wouldn't mind if I used my glow on her, right?"

"Right," she turned around and left before he could see how teary she got.

She ran, trying to find anyone who could offer her the slightest bit of comfort, someone to tell her it would be ok.

"Are you alright, Sag?" Alfie looked over Lisa's shoulder. "Are you having some sort of mental breakdown?"

"Oh God, I just wanna go home."

"Come on, it's my birthday! Please stay... I want you to have fun."

"Why does it have to be so hard?"

"What is so hard?"

"My love, I've been looking for you," Ake draped his arm around Saga's shoulder.

"This!" she shouted.

Alfie looked at her confused while her boyfriend tried to kiss her lips. Before she had the chance to process everything happening around her, Billy arrived with a tray that he placed on the table where Inca, Jason, Tom, and Gemma were sitting.

"Lovely Rachel has sent some shots on the house, for the birthday boy!"

"Oh, thank God," Saga grabbed two and downed them in a matter of seconds, Inca did the same and Alphie laughed.

"So that's where you get it from..."

"Sláinte," Billy winked at Saga before taking one. He had no right being this charming, she nearly forgot how to breathe.

She kept glancing over at him and Amy. He glanced back, watching as Ake gently kissed her neck.

"It must be hard to see your wife with a more attractive man, isn't it?" Inca finally broke the silence.

"What? Ex-wife," Jason quickly corrected.

"Really? Because Gemma is telling me that you two are not divorced!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Is that true, mum?" Alfie seemed almost amused. "Are you still married to Kermit?"

"Oi!" Jason chastised.

"I think everyone should just calm down..." Billy tried to fix the situation.

"Inca, this can be solved in a week, you don't need to lose sleep over that," Saga took her sister's hands. "I can help Gemma with the papers and all."

"No, you're being so sweet, but you were right. You are having your own problems with your boyfriend and the other boy you like," she immediately covered her mouth after saying that.

"Other boy you like, huh?" Billy chuckled. "And who could that be?"

"What is she talking about?" Ake asked, puzzled.

"Nothing!" Inca shook her head. "Gemma, tell me at once, are you or are you not married to Jason?"

"Well, I suppose technically we still are, but that doesn't mean... I thought you knew!"

"If I knew he still had the old ball and chain around his knees, we would not be engaged!" she turned away from him. "I can't believe I was fighting with my sister over you!"

"Over me?" Jason clutched his chest. "What did I do?"

"You wanted to live in pigamy with me!" Inca cried.

"I think you mean bigamy," Tom cut in.

"You son of a bitch!" she threw the first drink she could get her hands on at Jason.

"Hey, hey, this is Alfie's party, I don't think this is the right place to..." Billy once again tried to calm everyone's nerves, but no one was having it.

"I'm fine, man, this is good stuff," the birthday boy leaned back on his chair.

"You're right, Irish, I am a dignified person," Inca got up, ready to storm off. "Gemma, I hope we can remain friends, thank you so much for taking care of Saga when I was being so horrible to her. Jason, you are dead to me!"

"Inca! Please, love of my life..." he ran after her.

"I see now why you didn't want me to come," Ake mumbled.

"Hey! Don't be an asshole!" Saga folded her arms. "I like these people!"

"I didn't mean..."

"I think you should go back to the hotel."

"Maybe it's best, I'll call you in the morning, okay?"

"Okay," she didn't move to kiss him goodbye.

"I think I wanna go home," Gemma groaned, feeling horrible for ruining the night for everyone.

"I'll take you," Tom offered, very politely.

"I'll come with you," Saga took her purse, watching Amy kiss Billy's cheek.

"No! Come on..." Alfie protested.

"I wouldn't wanna be the fifth wheel," the worst part is that she could've avoided this, but she didn't. "I'm sorry, Alfie, I promise we can hang out tomorrow, whatever you wanna do."

"I'll hold you to that!"

"Fine, you annoying little bastard," she gave him a quick hug. Billy expected one as well, he's been craving her touch ever since the night he left, but she simply shook his hand, knowing full well that she wouldn't be able to let go of him. "Make sure he gets home in one piece, will you?"

"Leave it to me."

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"I officially hate myself!" Saga let her body crash on the couch after taking a shower and putting on some more comfortable clothes. "I did this!"

"It sounds to me like you've made up your mind," Gemma sat by her, stroking her hair. "You should talk to Ake."

"I don't know how, plus the one I like probably doesn't want me anymore."

"Who are we talking about?" Tom asked.

"No one..." Saga covered her face with a pillow.

"At least something good happened, right? You and Inca got to talk," Gemma tried to cheer the poor girl up.

"I suppose, that was nice. I really missed her."

"If you want to move in with her, I totally understand..."

"Do you want me to leave?"

"No! God, no! I just don't want you to feel like you need to stay here if you don't want to. There you can have your own room, and more privacy..."

"I love it here, I like being around the girls and Alfie."

"I would never ask you to leave, Saga, you're like a sister to them, and kinda like a daughter to me."

"Whatever it is that is bothering you," Tom said in that fatherly tone of his. "It will get better, I know it will. You're a clever girl, I know you'll find a way to make it work."

"Thanks, Tom," she sighed.

"In we go, mate!" Billy's voice made her sit up.

The door open and he walked in carrying Alfie, who was beyond drunk and wearing... Lisa's dress?

"Alfie!" Gemma ran to help him.

"Mum, mum, is it you?" he slurred.

"He got into a drinking competition with Lisa and lost," Billy closed the door without letting go of his friend.

"It's cause she's taller than me, she's like a long straw..." Alfie moaned. "And cause I lost she said we had to swap clothes instead of numbers, but don't worry mum, I kept the pants that you got me."

He lifted the dress up, showing that he, in fact, did not keep the pants. He was wearing a pair of lacy knickers.

"Oh, Lord," Saga snorted with laughter.

"I'll help him, come on," Tom took Alfie's arm and carried him up the stairs, followed by Gemma.

"My butt is cold..." he grunted.

"I bet it is, mate," Saga covered her mouth, still giggling uncontrollably.

"That's not what I was hopin' t'see tonight," Billy watched as they all walked into the bathroom.

"Me neither, but I'm not disappointed..."

"So, are you okay?" he asked softly. "You seemed pretty upset when Ake left... Have you been cryin'?"

"I'm fine. You must be angry, though. Bringing Alfie home probably ruined your night."

"No, it didn't."

"Well, from what you've said, Alfie wasn't the person you wanted to walk home tonight. Unless you wanna wake up next to him," Saga joked.

"It's not him I wanna wake up next to..."

"It's Amy."

"It's not Amy either, you know that. She's not even my type, she's so clingy and arrogant, I hate people who think they're better than everyone," Billy placed his hands on her sides, getting dangerously close, so close she could smell the whiskey in his breath. "Saga Adolphson, y'know damn well the person I wanna wake up next to is y-"

"Gemma!" a loud scream completely ruined the magic of that moment. "Gemma!"

"Jesus Christ," she ran to open the door, Tom followed close behind.

"This is all your fault!" Jason was the one screaming like a maniac at the door.

"Look, I'm sorry I told her, but I thought she knew!"

"She kicked me out! I've got nowhere to go!"

"Well, you can't stay here."

"Why not? This used to be my house too, besides I am the father of your children, do you want me to sleep in a dustbin?"

"Fine! One night..."

"Saga, please, will you talk to her?" Jason begged. "You need to convince her to take me back."

"I can try, but I know my sister... When she puts an idea in her mind, not even a brain surgeon can get it out."

"We should probably go," Tom gave Gemma a kiss.

"It's probably for the best, I'm sorry about all of this..." she looked at him apologetically.

"It's okay, don't worry. Billy, do you need a lift home or have you made other plans?"

"No... No plans," he looked deep into Saga's eyes. "Home is good."

"Billy," the girl held his hand before he could leave. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes. Oh, and one more thing."

"What?" he looked back.

"I wouldn't be fine with that... But that doesn't mean I have the right to stop you."

"Goodnight S," he smiled to himself, that was certainly a victory in his book.

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Hi,😆😆😆 I have just came up with an interesting headcanon~

I would like to know what it would be like if Mitsuhide and MC are lovers 😍 and they are also classmate in a magic school like the one in Harry Potter! and all the other warlords are also their classmate~

And i think maybe mitsuhide will tease others and MC more because he has magic now, haha, that would be funny😝 and romantic if Mitsuhide use magic to surprise or protect MC😍

And i hope Mitsuhide can make a chocolate birthday cake for me since i love chocolate cake and my birthday just passed two weeks ago~🤣

I am so happy you are taking request😁😁😁

Thank you so so much❤❤❤

Have a great weekend 😉😉😉

Hello dear @sophialovesmitsuhide 😍😍😍😍❤❤❤❤! Thank you so much for this amazing request✨✨💛💛😘😘! Now this is an interesting subject😉😎, I really enjoyed it writing this headcanon and it is very special to me🥺😍❤✨ and it's way longer than I initially intended😂💛! I am sorry for being so late as I got very busy in assignments & presentations all of a sudden😭😭🤗🤗😘😘! And wishing youuuu a very happy belated birthday❤❤😘😘✨✨💗🌹🎂🍫🎊🎉I hope you will enjoy it and have a great day and upcoming weekend💛😍😘! So here we go💃~

IKESEN HEADCANON AU💗⚔ :

MITSUHIDE & MC IN MAGIC SCHOOL🧙‍♂️:

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You had work & studied so hard📚📝to get into the most prestiguous magic academy🧙🏻‍♂️. So it was a dream come true moment when you got admission into "Magic School of Wizardry" at the eligible age of 11👧🏻.

You were absolutely looking forward to learn magic in this new journey of your life🤩❤😎🤗💃. When you took your first step in this academy, you were completely taken aback by the lavishness of the huge castle😱✨🏰. You had never seen something as magnificent like that in your life😳😨. There was a huge crowd of magic students roaming around & you were suddenly missing the warmth of your home😭 even though it was a dream for you to step into such a high-level school. This experience was too overwhelming & intimidating for you at the same time🤯😳😱, beautiful and large study halls, assembly, library, so many chandeliers and paintings & introduction of the great wizards giving it entirely royal look, students using magic around like it was the game of a child making you go like-👁👄👁.

"How the hell am I supposed to spend my 7 years of my life here😱😫🤦🏻‍♀️?!", you exclaimed, crouching down in the corridor, frustrated at yourself. "Look up girl, the day is finally here for which you dreamt of from so many years and you should enjoy every moment🥰 instead of cowering like a little mouse🐭", said a boy. You turned to look at the silver-haired boy who was flashing a sweet smile with a mischievous look in his eyes✨☺️, his hand extended towards you.

"Umm..Thank you😅😳🙈!", you said as you accepted his hand and stood up, slightly embarrassed to be seen in this way on your first day🤝🏻. "What is your name?", asked the boy excitedly😏🕺. "MC and yes, is this your first day as well?", you asked timidly. "Yes! Nice to meet you, I am Mitsuhide!", he said flashing a huge grin at you😁.

"How are you so excited? Aren't you a bit overwhelmed by seeing such grandeur all around😳🤔?", you asked trying to dissolve your nervousness. "You will be spending 7 years here and also it was my dream to come here and you should always look forward for new experiences such as learning art of magic for instance🧙🏻‍♂️", he replied with a proud smirk😏.

"Now to calm down your nerves, may I become your first friend here so that maybe you don't feel toooo lonely here😏", Mitsuhide asked slightly bending down to match your height. "No but thank you for your offer😅😳", you said as you shy away from his deep and golden eyes. "Hmmm okay👍, as you wish😏", said Mitsuhide as he turned on his heels with a smirk. "Wait! You are going to leave me alone here😱😲?", you exclaimed. "If my ears are working fine, you just refused to be my friend so I should be going back on my way, no?", Mitsuhide turned to look at you raising his eyebrows🤨.

"Okay, okay, I agree, I agree, just don't leave me alone here😱🙏🏻!", you said with a pleading look in your eyes. "Agree to what😁?", Mitsuhide asked with a huge grin looking straight at you. "I AGREE TO BE YOUR FRIEND🙆🏻‍♀️!", you said it loudly. Mitsuhide let out a sweet smile☺️ hearing your response and replaces it with his usual smirk😏. "Very well, little mouse🐭, you are my first friend in this new journey😏!", Mitsuhide said with a huge grin on his face😁. You rolled your eyes at him🙄 as he took your hand with the most smug look on his face😏. "You remind me of a fox, you know that🦊?", you said teasing him. "Oh my, thank you😏😆!", said Mitsuhide chuckling. "I am not complimenting you🙍🏻‍♀️!", you said with a smirk of your own. "I know right😏!", said Mitsuhide glancing at you with a huge grin. He held your hand tighter as he guided you around the magic school.

So that's how you met the love of your life for the *FIRST* time🥰. Now we should move on to the introduction of your best friends on this magical journey, shall we😉?

NEXT DAY-

"Nobunaga, please eat your breakfast and I mean a healthy diet & not your konpeito🍬 for god's sake, please😠!", Hideyoshi screamed at him who was sitting beside him in the large dining hall. "You can't order me as I am your elder brother, not the other way around and stop screaming, so many students are staring at you, can't you see😒?", said Nobunaga, annoyed by his little brother's nagging, crunching on his konpeito freely not caring about the other students staring at him😏🍬. Hideyoshi turned to the other students, flustered, realising that it's not their home but the dining hall of their academy😳, the students were staring at them👀, the breakfast laid down before them, long forgotten. "I don't care! We only have a day difference in terms of age! You can't eat that🙄😠!", said Hideyoshi turning to look back at Nobunaga and tried to catch hold of his jar. "I will not give it to you! It's my treasure🤦🏻‍♂️!", said Nobunaga clutching his jar. "I said No😠!", Hideyoshi said loudly. Nobunaga throws his favourite jar across the table so that it doesn't fall in hands of Hideyoshi. "Someone, catch it😱!", pleaded Nobunaga. "Here it is😏!", someone grabbed it. That someone was Mitsuhide. "Hey, give me that jar😠!", Hideyoshi glared at him. "Why? As far as I know, this jar belongs to that student, Nobunaga😏!", said Mitsuhide with a smirk looking at Nobunaga. Nobunaga looked at him with a grateful look for saving his treasure🤩👌.

"Silence🤫!", said the kitchen master angrily😠. "Sorry sir🙇🏻‍♂️!", Hideyoshi immediately sat down, glaring furiously at Mitsuhide who casually passed the jar to Nobunaga without any care in the world😡. Nobunaga nodded and took it with a big smirk on his face, this is how these two became friends due to konpeito🍬✨😏🤝🏻.

"You are really something, aren't you😯? Making enemy on the second day itself😏? You need to be careful, Hideyoshi is looking at you like he is ready to kill you any moment🤭!", you whispered to Mitsuhide giggling. "Never fear little mouse🐭, he can do absolutely nothing to me😏!", he said with a smirk as he lightly booped your nose while you batted his hand away🙅🏻‍♀️.

"What the heck is this😠😵?!", exclaimed a boy with eyepatch angrily. Everyone turned to look at him. "Now, what is your problem?", asked the kitchen master looking at him with a raised eyebrow🙄🤨. "This soup is so bitter, you have destroyed the essence of the ingredients! This is a disaster😵🤦🏻‍♂️🙅🏻‍♂️!", he exclaimed angrily. You drank one spoon and it was the one of the best soups you have taken in your life😍, you wondered why that eyepatch boy is speaking in such a manner🤔? "Mitsuhide, this seems delicious to me, what about you🤔?", you said curiously. "Sorry little one, I don't have any sense of taste, I eat to satisfy my hunger not my taste buds, you see😏🤷🏻‍♂️", Mitsuhide grinned at you. "WHAT😱?!", you exclaimed gaining the attention of other students. "No, it's nothing, nevermind😳🙈!", you said, embarrassed as all eyes were on you. "Are you serious😲?", you asked him with wide eyes. "Absolutely serious😏!", Mitsuhide smiled pointing at his own bowl. You cringed looking at the way all his food was dump together in a single bowl. "I see😳!", you said trying to focus on that angry eyepatch boy. "You know nothing🤦🏻‍♂️! Lemme show you all🏃🏻‍♂️!", the boy stood and made his way towards the kitchen. "Where do you think you are going? Sit down and eat your breakfast! Already so much commotion has happened due to those boys before😠!", said the kitchen master angrily looking at Nobunaga, Hideyoshi & Mitsuhide😒. The eyepatch boy ignored his glare and directly barged into the kitchen. "THE AUDACITY OF THAT BOY!", said the kitchen master angrily😡. "That boy is so daring, isn't he😯?", you asked Mitsuhide. "I like him already, daring & adventurous, so much entertainment, I am so happy😏👍🏻!", said Mitsuhide crossing his arms happily. "As expected of you😌!", you sighed as you turned to eat your breakfast.

"Tadaaaaa! Here you all are! Now drink this soup made by me😎💁🏻‍♂️! One spoon per student!", the boy announced. You were taken aback by the speed of the boy as he went just inside 10 minutes ago😱😳. "Yo Girl😏! You first😎!", said the boy pointing at you. "Me? Why😳?", you asked, baffled by the sudden offer. "Hmmm, I felt like it😜!", that boy grinned like a tiger🐯. "That's a vague response but nevermind😅😆!", you took the spoon and drink the soup while everyone looks at you. "YUMMY😍🥰😋! THIS TASTES SO AWESOME👍🏻✨😍👏🏻!", you exclaimed😯, stunned leading to the curiosity of the other students. "Obviously, this is made by chef Masamune afterall😎!", said the boy proudly thumping his own chest😏. "Thank you Masamune😇!", you said, immensely grateful. "You are absolutely welcome😉!", said Masamune as he winks at her while Mitsuhide was fidgeting uncomfortably, looking at Masamune clearly trying to flirt with her, "I don't know whether I like him or not, now", he muttered under his breathe😒😤. "Did you say anything, Mitsuhide👁👄👁? "Nope, nothing😏". The other students and the kitchen master gathered around Masamune & everyone was impressed by how delicious the soup was✨😍👏🏻👍🏻.

"Oi, why are you adding so much chilli powder😱😳?!", asked Masamune to the yellow-haired boy. "That's how I like it, any problem😒💢?", replied the boy curtly. "Yes, that's exactly my problem🗣 and......you, how much time, are you going to spend reading that book😱😳?!", Masamune asked to the another grey-haired boy. "Tch!", the yellow-haired boy clicked his tongue😒while Masamune tries his best to catch the attention of the grey-haired boy by waving his hand infront of his face👋. "Masamune, leave them be, don't disturb them!", you giggled as you moved towards them😆. "A simple trick would do😏!", you said grinning taking the spoon near his mouth, which finally broke the daze of grey-haired boy😯. Mitsuhide pouted seeing you give attention to the grey-haired boy instead of him☹. He turned to look at everyone, "Studying is okay but eating food is also important😂", you chuckled. "Oh sorry! I get so absorbed while reading the books, thank you so much✨😍😊! Iam Mitsunari😇!", said Mitsunari introducing himself. His smile was so dazzling✨ you thought you need to wear sunglasses😎 or else you would go blind🙈. "I am MC, this is Mitsuhide and Masamune!", you said happily giving a brief introduction💁🏻‍♀️.

"Hey lad, why aren't you drinking🤔?", asked Masamune curiously. "Sorry, I am full & I have no sense of taste, drinking it would be a waste for me😏", Mitsuhide replied."Masamune, he just finished, don't worry☺️🥰", you said softly trying to rescue Mitsuhide from Masamune. "What do you mean? No taste, you better eat it, lad😠!", said Masamune as he directly pushed a spoon of soup into his mouth. Cue Mitsuhide intense coughing."Are you okay?", you asked gently rubbing his back whils giving him a glass of water😨. Mitsuhide accepted your help gladly. "You are so forceful, Masamune😌🤦🏻‍♂️!", Mitsuhide sighed. "So am I and I am not sorry for it😏", Masamune smiled proudly. "You are appointed as one of our best chef in the magic academy😎👨🏻‍🍳!", the kitchen master announced begged🙏🏻 to Masamune😓. He accepted the offer with a proud smirk on his face, "I can't let my classmates eat such average food afterall😏!"

"Why are you following me like an idiot since I came into this dining hall😒💢?", asked a boy grumpily turning to look at Mitsunari. "What was you name? Mitsunari, right? What do you want from me🙄?", he asked angrily. Before the yellow-haired boy could question further, he was interrupted with the questions of the other boys. "You are Ieyasu, right? The second rank holder of this entrance exam? Did you cheated in the exam?", the other boy smirked. "Stop your nonsense!", said Ieyasu angrily💢😠. "Huh? Who are you trying to challenge😡?", the boy squared his shoulders. "Please stop it!", said Mitsunari😐. "I said get out of my way!", Ieyasu snarled to the other boy😡. "Oh, what can you do, short boy?", he asked. The other boy lifted his hand to punch Ieyasu👊🏻 but you pushed him out of nowhere and almost got hit on the cheek if not for Mitsuhide's quick rescue stopping the blow with his hand. "Mitsuhide😱!", you exclaimed. "Stupid girl, what are you doing😟?", asked Ieyasu, worriedly at trying to check whether you are alright. "Yes, I am fine☺️, I couldn't stop by & do nothing", you said with a sheepish smile. Ieyasu sighs, looking annoyed yet relieved😩.Mitsuhide turned to them. "It would be very good, if you apologize & go on your way unless you want to face the consequences," he said with a dangerous smile at them🙂. "Us? Apologize? We are your seniors and you are the exam topper Mitsuhide, right? We heard that you came from nothing so you should do well by staying within your limits🙄!", the boy and his group glared at him. "Oh really?!", you shouted angrily making Mitsuhide eyes go wide with shock😡. "And who gave you the right to mock him on the basis of his social background? He has worked hard to be standing here & he is hundred times better than you all as a person.You think, you come from the wealthy family so you have all the rights to look down on anyone, if you think in that manner then I really pity you, go & learn to respect others first! Seniors are there to help juniors not mock them, apologize to them right now!", you shouted angrily😒💢. "Shut up--", the other boy argued when they saw headmaster coming to the scenario along with Nobunaga, Hideyoshi and Masamune & their gang went stiff. "Do what she said! This kind of behaviour is unacceptable & you lot are bringing shame to us!", said the headmaster angrily😠. "We are sorry!", the boy and his group bowed low infront of Mitsuhide and Ieyasu. "You all will be punished accordingly", the professor said with a stern voice looking at the group of seniors.

"Oh my! I didn't knew you could be so angry, fiesty mouse😏💗👍🏻?", Mitsuhide asked jokingly. "Now don't make me more mad!", you said rolling your eyes🙄. "For lifting your spirits, I will treat you to tea & sweets😏!", Mitsuhide smirked. "Really🐭😍?" "Yes😏!", he nodded. "Great job there, MC!", said Nobunaga smirking at her😏. "We went to call the headmaster immediately when I saw that commotion😨!", Hideyoshi said. "You are so brave, MC-sama!", said Mitsunari smiling happily😇. "I really had so much fun seeing their faces while they got punished!", said Masamune laughing👍🏻🤣😎. "Um..Thank you....", said Ieyasu, blushing. "You all are welcome🥰!", you said with a huge smile.

"Now as everything is sorted, we all are going to stick together till the end! We are going to be best friends starting from this day💗😍💃🤗🥰✨😇!", you said extending your palm infront of them excitedly. "Ofcourse, little mouse🐭💗, maybe even more?", Mitsuhide smirked putting his hand over her palm😏. "Shut up🙄!", you said jokingly to him😆. Mitsuhide chuckled😂. "Gladly, kitten😻!", Masamune joined grinning widely😁. "Obviously, fireball🔥!", said Nobunaga smirking at her😏. "Wait, when did you both came with this nickname?", you asked raising your eyebrow at him🤨🤔. "You burst there like a ball of fire!", replied Nobunaga with a smirk😏. "Just now, you are looking like a happy kitten!", Masamune laughed🤣. "You better don't mess with her, only I am allowed to tease her, she is my best friend😏!", Mitsuhide said possessively grabbing your shoulder from behind😎. "She is my best friend😏!", Masamune teased Mitsuhide. Mitsuhide's smirks, "No---😏," "Stop fighting already🤣!", you said breaking their silly conversation. "I don't want to be friends with any of you especially that purple cabbage🙄😒💢!", said Ieyasu which made everyone howl with laughter. Cue Mitsunari who is an angel👼was confused on why was everyone laughing🤔😯so he joined in as well😂😂 *please protecc this cinnamon roll*. Ieyasu tried to move away from the group who were busy laughing when Masamune grabbed him. "Oh come on lad, don't be moody😏!", "I said leave me out of this nonsense😠!", Ieyasu grunted. "No way🤣", Masamune laughed while he gently forcefully joined him in as well. Hideyoshi was fuming with anger standing besides Mitsuhide😡😤. "I don't want to be his friend! He is a snake in human's form🐍!" "Oh my, how rude😏!", Mitsuhide smirked at him. "Oh God! Spare me😒😌!", Hideyoshi sighed glaring at him. He reluctantly joined in. Nobunaga took the chance to eat his konpeito again🍬 when Hideyoshi noticed him, "Nobunaga, nooooo😱!", as he chased Nobunaga who ran away while eating.

"Now I am sure, I got an interesting & crazy bunch of friends🤣✨😍!", you laughed. "Who are you calling crazy🤨?", asked Ieyasu, annoyed. "No one! Absolutely not you😂!", you giggled. "You are my girlfriend😏!", Mitsuhide smirked. "What did you say🤨?", you raised an eyebrow glaring at him. "Nothing😁", said Mitsuhide looking elsewhere grinning to himself. You stared at him for a moment thinking he has gone mad and let it go😂. Later Mitsuhide invited you in his room for treating you with tea & sweets which you obviously enjoyed it so much. "Thank you so much for before!", said Mitsuhide with a smirk😏. "Show me your hand😕!", you said holding his hand. "Wait, what---?", exclaimed Mitsuhide looking down confused😳. "It will pain tomorrow if you don't apply the ointment! Thank you for protecting me🥰😇!", you said as you gently massaged his palm with a smile on your face☺️✨. Mitsuhide stared at you with gaze filled with affection while you were taking care of him😍💗. "I promise to protect you☺️", said Mitsuhide with a soft smile☺️. "Oh really? I promise to do the same!", you giggled taken aback by his soft and sincere expression😂😯🥰. The beautiful journey in your life begins with Mitsuhide as your best friend💗.

6 YEARS LATER-

You have grown up to be a very talented healing magician😎💯. Mitsuhide has always been by your side🤝🏻, taking care of you and vice-versa💗, all these years🥰, there was one incident when you accidentally brought heavy rain inside the classroom🌧 instead of litting the fire🔥, you were sad by your own results😢. Everyone laughed at you except your best friends obviously, they were worried seeing your disappointed expression😨, but, Mitsuhide, he smiled encouragingly at you☺️ & helped you to stop the rain, patted your head when you did it successfully, the smile you gave him melted his heart✨💗& he stayed with you to help you clean the entire classroom along with your friends using magical skills🧙🏻‍♂️. He used to instruct you to improve your magical skills in his free time👨🏻‍🏫. Similarly, you used to follow him around to take better care of himself🗣, more on a gentler version🥰💗 than Hideyoshi who used to take care of him on an aggressive level😂. Cue Mitsuhide: That's more than aggression, I feel like he will kill me someday while taking care of me😏🤦🏻‍♂️. Hideyoshi: MITSUHIDE😠! Masamune used to make you amazing food that you loved so much and gently, no forcefully shove food down Mitsuhide's throat🤭, slapping his forehead everytime seeing Mitsuhide dump everything into a single bowl🤦🏻‍♂️. Ieyasu and you used to study together on various healing potions📚📖🖋, you and Mitsunari used to discus various facts of magic together🧐, while Hideyoshi was always nagging at almost everyone because he cares for everyone, trust me, he burst down in tears😭 everytime Nobunaga used to praise him for being the best brother💯✨. Mitsuhide: Oh my, you are crying😏! Hideyoshi: Shut up��! No matter their arguments, they both cared for each other in their own way. You and the others were immemsely thankful to him for always being their with them😍💯💗🤗. 6 years went by in a flash✨.

CURRENT TIME:

"Where am I now? I lost track of time and now it's dark night🌌! I wish Mitsuhide was here with me😩!", you wandered around in the deep forest, feeling frightened to be alone😱 trying to find your way out using the help of light created by magic. You suddenly heard the roar of the wild animals. You trembled knowing well that the roar came from the lions hidden behind the bushes. This situation made you freeze on your spot😱😰. You could see the gleam of various golden eyes on yourself🦁. The lions bare their sharp canines which made your mind went blank😳😱😵.

"MITSUHIDE😱!", you screamed at the top of your lungs out of fear. The moment, the group of lions pounced on you, they were thrown back with a strong hit of light💥. You wheeled your head to look back towards the source of the light and your face broke into a big smile😍 to see Mitsuhide standing there in his uniform holding his magic wand🧙‍♂️. "You trouble me so much, my dear little mouse🐭!", Mitsuhide sighed letting out a sweet smile😌☺️.

You were so numb with fear that when you tried to run into his arms, you immediately stumbled and Mitsuhide held you into his strong arms🤗. "Thank you...if...if...", you only managed to let out that single word and broke down in tears😭. Mitsuhide hugged you, gently stroking your back. "It's okay now, I am here, you are safe💗☺️!", said Mitsuhide with a soft smile. "If you were not here, I was as good as dead🥺", you whispered, still trembling from fear😰. "I promised to protect you, didn't I🤗?", asked Mitsuhide gently. You nodded. He wiped your tears away and pulled your cheeks. "Where did you went all alone in this deep forest without informing someone? Hmm?", he asked, concern written all over his face😥.

"I was trying to find this special flower 🌸which has magical healing & energy restoration properties, I didn't realised that it got so late, I am so sorry for making you worried🙈😅", you said with a sheepish smile. "You should have told me or Ieyasu, we would have get you this flo---" "I wanted to find it on my own😛!", you interrupted him putting your finger on his lips🤫. Mitsuhide smiled and took your hand in his, gently caressing it☺️. "Okay, okay, I know, but you need to be more careful😏!", Mitsuhide flashed his usual foxy smile and patted your head. You leaned into his touch with a happy smile because it felt so good after such a rough day😍❤. "Such a silly little mouse🐭!", he laughed seeing your adorable expression🤣. You giggled happily😂.

You turned to glance at Mitsuhide who was moving forward holding your hand in his tightly with a small smile on his lips😊🤝🏻. It was the special moment you realise you had fallen in love with him deeply💓. You were so used to having him by your side, it was difficult to imagine a life without his presence🥰🦊❤. 'When did you take control of my entire heart, Mitsuhide❤✨?', you thought smiling to yourself, eyes softening in thought of all your memories with him🥰💗.

You along with him went back to your academy where everyone was waiting for you🙍🏻‍♂️. When you both went to meet them after a long day, you immediately knew that they were worried sick judging the expressions on their faces😅🙁. Cue Ieyasu flicking your forehead. "What was that for?!", you shouted in pain😫. "You deserve it for making us worried!", said Ieyasu with a grumpy expression😒. "He is right, MC, why did you do this stunt of going outside without telling anyone😤🤨😠?", you knew very well that Hideyoshi's nagging isn't going to stop any time soon Well, shit😅🤦🏻‍♀️. Mitsuhide instead of coming to your rescue as usual decided to have an entertainment on your expense🤣 when he told to everyone about how almost your life would have ended if he didn't made it in time😏🤷🏻‍♂️. Cue, loud & worried gasps. "MC, WHY ARE YOU SO CARELESS😡?", Hideyoshi said angrily. Mitsuhide was snickering at you🤭 while you stared daggers at him while keeping your head low while being scolded by your dearest friends🙇🏻‍♀️(including Mitsunari and Masamune). Even Nobunaga pretended to scold you while secretly eating konpeito. MC: Nobunaga W A T----- 👁👄👁? "Why are you laughing so much?!", you said angrily looking towards Mitsuhide🗣😠💢. "MC!!", everyone exclaimed who were in the middle of scolding you😠. "Y-Yes, I am sorry!", you said, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment😳☹😞. They are so weak towards you😟, they melted immediately seeing you feeling sorry for your mistake😌. "Please take care of yourself, lass, you are dear to us😁!", said Masamune with a huge grin patting your head to cheer you up🥰🧡. "You better do! You are so reckless for your own good, it will be a pain if you injured yourself!", Ieyasu said with his annoyed expression😒 which in Ieyasu's dictionary meant- Take care of yourself, I don't want to see you getting hurt🧡. "Sorry for scolding you, we all were worried", Hideyoshi said comforting you🧡. "I am so glad you are safe now, MC-sama!", Mitsunari smiled brightly at you😇✨. Hideyoshi caught Nobunaga, "UGH, NOT AGAIN🤦🏻‍♂️!"

When everyone retired in their rooms for the night, Mitsuhide tried to comfort you and apologise for setting you up for his entertainment in his own way, "Dear little mouse, I---🤗", "WHO IS YOUR LITTLE MOUSE😡!?", you huffed angrily, glaring at him and went to your own room😒. "Seems like I teased you so much today", Mitsuhide scratched his head, sighing to himself with a sad smile and apologizing look in his eyes😅.

He would try every possible way to ask to apologize as he couldn't stand his dear little mouse🐭 staying angry at him, now could he🙇🏻‍♂️? He would give you flying letters which everyone could read easily😲, seeking forgiveness from you making you more flustered than ever😳🤦🏻‍♀️🙈, he would follow you everywhere murmuring his apologies with a extremely soft look on his face which would made your heartbeat go wild 💓 especially after realizing your newly budding feelings for him❤ which were beyond friendship and beyond special to describe it in words but you wouldn't budge easily this time🙅🏻‍♀️. "Stop following me around, everyone are staring at us😳😒🤦🏻‍♀️🙈!", you said with a stern voice. "Let them, please, dear little one, I an sorry🤗!", he replied holding his ears with a smile. "Stop doing this!", you said trying to remove his hands from his ears😩. "Do you forgive me?", he asked with a hopeful look in his eyes👀. "Nopeeee🙅🏻‍♀️!", you answered. Mitsuhide fiegned a very hurtful look😔 which made you feel sorry for being hard on him😟. He turned on his heels, going away and before you could call him, some girls 👭🏻surrounded him asking him to help them in teaching certain magic spells he excels in. Almost instinctively, you dashed towards Mitsuhide and grabbed his arm, looking at the girls with a best fake smile, "Sorry girls, Mitsuhide is busy right now🙂!", you said with a sweet voice trying to keep yourself from showing any signs of jealousy and anger😅💢. Once those girls went away, Mitsuhide turned towards you with an amused expression😏, raising his eyebrows with a questioning look in his eyes🤔🤨, "I wasn't busy? Oh my, dear little mouse🐭💗, are you jealous😏?" "You were not but you are now, your task is to make me my favourite tea or else I wil not forgive you🙍🏻‍♀️!", you said trying desperately to change the subject. "If this will make my little mouse happy🐭💗 and she will forgive me, then I am more than glad to make tea for you😏🍵!", Mitsuhide smirked, eyes shining with affection😏💗😍.

Each and every moment, Mitsuhide spent with you was very dear to him and close to his heart❤, your various expressions added colour to his life🌈. He especially loved your joyous and adorable expression😍🥰😇✨when you drink the tea made by him🍵. "How is it😏?", he asked already knowing the answer. "This is awesome! I LOVED IT❤😍💗✨!", she replied it with the same enthusiasm as always like she used to do as a child making his heart dance with happiness🕺🏻❤. "Now, do you forgive me?", he asked resting his chin in his hands👀. "Yes, I forgive you, I am also sorry for being so tough with you☺️🙈💗", you said with a shy smile, brushing you hair aside. Mitsuhide gently caressed your cheek with a very soft smile on his face, "Thank you so much for your mercy, dear little mouse🐭💗🤗!".

You held his hand gently, "You always tease and annoy me but you are dear to me💗🤗🤝🏻", you said with a loving and affectionate smile🥰✨. Mitsuhide was surprised and he turned away with a cough😳. "Are you okay?", you asked concerned. "Yes, I am, I remember I have some work to do in the library📚!", he stood up quickly. "Wait! I will go with you!", you grabbed his hand with force more than intended causing him to turn back and stumble towards you, he managed to catch himself before falling over you. You could see that his whole face, his cheeks and tips of his ears were red😳. 'You..you were blush..blushing?', you thought trying to process the crazy situation. But even more that thing, the current position was more embarrassing with Mitsuhide holding the table behind you for support to avoid falling over you leading you to be trapped under him🙈 *kabedon fufufufufu😘😏*, his face extremely close towards you looking at you wide-eyed, you could tell that he was caught off guard😳😮. Upon such close inspection of his face, you noticed he has grown up so much more handsome, his pretty eyelashes👀, his jawline, his lips, his silver bangs falling over his face, golden eyes shining in the dim light of his room, his racing heartbeat along with yours, you couldn't tell whose heart was beating more wildly💓, he was also staring deep into your eyes. The reality that you both were no longer kids fell heavily upon you, you were adults, yes, which caused you to gulp and snapped out of the daze. "Um, could you give me some space😅?", you asked awkwardly. Mitsuhide also snapped out of his daze from admiring your beauty that has only increased over the years. He nodded and replaced his flustered expression with his usual foxy smirk. "Oh my, you have grown extremely strong, my dear fiesty mouse😏!", he commented. "Shut up! I am going to the library📚! If you want, come with me!", you said with burning cheeks running outside of his room🙈. "You said *with* but you already ran out😏!", Mitsuhide called loudly. "Follow me then🙈!", you replied. Mitsuhide laughed loudly at his adorable little mouse🤣.

Soon your magic academy🏰 was given notice by one of the top competing magic academy known as "Dark Magic School" of another village mainly famous for practicing dark magic & evil energy for the "Battle for Power". "We have been negotiating with them for the settlement or treaty of peace but...it seems they are not ready to give up on their selfish motives😔", the old headmaster said sighing to himself addressing the whole assembly of students who were silently and carefully listening to his words.

"Seeing that we have no other option left with us, we have to prepare for the upcoming dangerous battle!", said the headmaster with a stern and decisive tone. The students started murmuring among themselves hearing the announcement. "Silence!", said the head professor. The students again stood in attention. "It is very important to make sure our academy doesn't fell in the hands of them or else it will be disastrous for the future of this academy as well as our village, this prestiguous academy is now in your hands. Now, we will be choosing 7 students to mainly lead in this battle, this is the time when your years of knowledge and experience will be put to test!", the headmaster continued with a very serious expression on his face. "Who want to participate in this battle?", asked the head professor.

"I will protect this academy🙋🏻‍♂️!", Nobunaga was the first student to raise his hand. Hideyoshi was taken aback by the sudden announcement of his elder brother. "Sir, I will join to protect my brother and this academy!", Hideyoshi joined. Everyone looked at him with 👁👄👁 expression on their faces. "I will protect this academy as well🙋🏻‍♂️!", said Mitsuhide with a confident voice. You looked directly towards him, shock written all over your face😳. "I will join as well🙋🏻‍♂️!", Masamune raised his hand. "I will take part in the medical department of this battle💊!", Ieyasu declared. "Sir, I will take part as an advisor of the battle🧐🙋🏻‍♂️!", Mitsunari joined as well.

"MC!", the head professor called. "Yes, Sir🙋🏻‍♀️!", you replied. "You will be joining with Ieyasu in the medical department as you are one of the best students here in healing magic💯!", the professor announced. "Yes Sir, I am ready for it🙆🏻‍♀️!", you nodded with a confident voice. "I am so glad to see that our students are so good at heart and are ready to do anything for the betterment of the future. If you succeed in this battle, you all will be given the entire responsibility of the town and known as the great wizards of this magic academy🧙‍♂️. You need to be very careful as I must remind you this is the life or death situation, no one knows, whether I or any of you will make it out of this battle successfully, so give your best and you can still back out if you want!", the headmaster said with a grim expression😐. "Sir, we didn't take these many years of education in magic to back out the moment it is actually and crucially needed by all of us!", Mitsuhide said with a clear voice😃. "We all will win this battle😄!", Nobunaga said confidently. "Yes, we will!🙋🏻‍♂️🙋🏻‍♀️", everyone said around them. "I am so proud of all of you! Our future is in safe hands😊! SPREAD LOVE AND GOOD FORTUNE WITH MAGIC✨!", said the headmaster, his eyes moist with pride. The students nodded and repeated the phrase with the same enthusiasm💯.

After the assembly announcement, everyone went to prepare for the upcoming battle in few days. You were visibly tensed hearing the announcement and even though you gave your approval of participation in the battle, there was an intense fear in your mind for losing any of the people you cherished😓. Mitsuhide gently tapped on your shoulder making you jump😱. "Oh my, why are you so nervous😏?", he asked with a cheerful voice. "How are you so cheerful? Aren't you scared of going into battle?", you asked nervously😟. "Little mouse, this moment was inevitable, we have been learning and practicing magic since years for the sole purpose to spread love, harmony & good fortune, protect anyone in need, aren't we☺️👀?", asked Mitsuhide holding your shoulders looking deeply into your eyes. You nodded. "So if you will stay nervous & afraid thinking about the consequences, you will not be able to focus to give your best and it will do more harm than good😊!", Mitsuhide said encouraging pulling your cheeks and massaging your shoulders to relax you. You smiled gently finally letting go of the tension in your shoulders. "Promise me one thing!", you said holding out your pinky finger🤙. "You will win this battle and come back safely!", you said with a pleading look in your eyes😟. "I promise you that I will win or whoever shall tease you if I leave you alone☺️😏?", Mitsuhide said with a soft smile holding out his pinky finger🤙and joined it with you and he embraced you tightly🤗💛.

1 WEEK LATER-

The fierce battle between both the magic academy started and there was full chaos all around🤺👥🏰. Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Masamune and Hideyoshi already went off to the battle along with the headmaster and professors. You and Ieyasu were developing healing potions as well as treating the injured with your magical powers💊. Mitsunari was screening the battle using his meditation magic on the hall mirror🔮 & preparing strategic information to be sent on the battlefront for the advantage📝.

"Our academy is faltering despite the given advantages, the dark magic academy has been leaded by Yoshiaki & his companions & he is not playing fair on the battleground, he has mislead others and separated them from Mitsuhide! If this keep going on, we will lose this battle😰!", Mitsunari announced. "What😱?!", you exclaimed, worried. Your gaze fell upon the mirror where you saw Mitsuhide whose energy was draining on the severe level trying to defeat so many people all alone😵. "Mitsunari! We can't sit here, we have to go to help them right now😰!", you exclaimed worried for everyone.

You and Mitsunari looked towards Ieyasu worriedly who was working very hard on the injured. "'Don't worry about me! I can hold on till you return! Go and help them🙍🏻‍♂️👍🏻!", Ieyasu said while you both nodded "We will come back very soon!". You and Mitsunari held hands and used transportation magic spell🙍🏻‍♂️🤝🏻🙍🏻‍♀️. You both found yourselves on the battleground and you ensured him that you would take care of Mitsuhide and he should go to others before it's too late. Mitsunari nodded and went towards the direction where Nobunaga, Hideyoshi and Masamune were casting spells and others to help them change the strategy to win this battle. Mitsuhide was facing off Yoshiaki and his many men all alone🙍🏻‍♂️, both using magic spells continuously trying to attack each other, "You created this trap to mislead my companions but don't think you can win yet!", said Mitsuhide gritting his teeth.

"Give up!", Yoshiaki laughed like a maniac🤣(well, he is already😒). "Never! The magic only proves useful when it's used for good, it will never prove useful for someone like you😠!", Mitsuhide said with a dangerous smile, anger in his eyes, his breathing ragged. He killed his men with a strong spell even being at a disadvantage which made Yoshiaki go crazy with seething rage. "DIE👿💥!", Yoshiaki chanted another strong magic spell as a final blow to kill him. Mitsuhide's knees buckled under him due to extreme loss of energy. Out of nowhere, you appeared & shielded him from the attack🙅🏻‍♀️💥 & counter the blow of petrification back towards Yoshiaki "NOT YET! You cannot harm him anymore when I am here with him, take this😠!", you said glaring at him. "MC, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!", Mitsuhide asked worriedly😰. "I can't bear to lose you, I came to protect you😥😢!", you said focusing your energy in that spell🙅🏻‍♀️😠. The spell hit Yoshiaki in the chest and converted him into stone from head to toe. Mitsuhide was taken aback by your strong concern for him🥺."Mitsuhide, kill him🙍🏻‍♀️🙌🏻!", you shouted. Mitsuhide gave a final burst of light breaking the stone into tiny pieces which dissolved in the air💥. "We finally won🙆🏻‍♀️!", you exclaimed and turned to Mitsuhide who was panting heavily as he stumbled towards you. You caught him in your arms as he muttered, "Thank you for saving me once again🤗", you were confused, 'Once again?'. He realized that very moment he couldn't control his feelings any longer, he needed to confess it but before he could say another word, his senses gave out and he fainted in her arms.

"Mitsuhide!", she exclaimed in shock trying to keep her balance😱. You made him sit infront of a tree and observe his injuries & his burning fever🌡. "Thank God, I have this flower! Mitsuhide, you will be fine😥!", you said as you took out the flower and chanted the spell making it shine bright in the night & mixed it in the water🌸✨. You brought your palm infront of his lips and made him drink it💛. You waited with bated breathe for him to open his eyes as his injuries heal and fever broke as you gently called him by caressing his cheek, "Mitsuhide, look at me🥺", few moments later, he regain his consciousness as he looked hazily towards you. "Mitsuhide😍!", you exclaimed happily, tears rolling down your cheeks❤😭. "Why are you cry---", before he could asked his question, you hugged him tightly🤗, "You are so stupid making me worried like that, you know, but I am so glad that you are safe😢❤😍!", he put his arm around you back and embraced you😊🤗. He looked down his arm, all his bruises gone and his temperature back to normal. "You healed me right, little mouse☺️?", he asked with a grateful tone. "Who else can you see here to treat you😏? That's the same flower on the day I almost got killed by lions😅😂!", you said with a boastful look while giggling. "Thank you, little mouse🐭💗!", he said with a soft smile🥰❤.

"MITSUHIDE! ARE YOU OKAY😱?", Hideyoshi came running along with others. "Here comes, mother hen😏", Mitsuhide chuckled. "Did you all manage to defeat their army🤔?", you asked. "Yes, our initial plan backfired but Mitsunari came at the right time😏!", said Nobunaga proudly. "Thank you✨😇!", said Mitsunari with a bright smile. "It was so fun🤪!", said Masamune. "MASAMUNE, PLEASE🤣!", everyone laughed and he pouted😕. "You all did tremendous job😁!", said the headmaster and the professors. You help Mitsuhide to stand up and let him lean on you for support. "Thank you so much, Sir🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♂️!", you all said bowing down. "You all made it alive, I am so proud of you, these students saved our future💯!", said the headmaster happily. "We must hurry back, Ieyasu is handling everything alone for too long there😥!", you said worriedly while everyone nodded. "We will leave first😃!", you said holding Mitsuhide's hand and transported back into your academy👫🏻🏰. "MC, thank goodness, I need your help here!", said Ieyasu letting out a relieved sigh😌. "Go and take rest, Mitsuhide, I will see you tomorrow😁!", you said with a gentle smile. "I have to tell you something important tomorrow😉!", he said holding your hand. "If it's important, why not now🤨?", you asked raising your eyebrow. "No, let's meet tomorrow in the castle garden at sunset🌄!", Mitsuhide smirked. "Oh you tease, fine😂!", you giggled as you made your way towards Ieyasu while he looked at you dreamily💗😍.

NEXT DAY:

"Where is he🤔?", you looked around the main hall. You heard a whistle which you knew very well came from Mitsuhide😙🦊. "What game is he playing now😂?", you wondered giggling to yourself and moved towards the source of the sound and flying letters💌 guided you, it was as if the setting sun was decorating your path towards him💛🌄. You finally found him with his usual smirking face😏. "Welcome, little mouse🐭💗😁!", Mitsuhide said with a huge grin. "What's gotten into you all of a sudden😏?", you crossed your arms smirking at him. "Oh my😏, whatever do you mean little mouse😁?", Mitsuhide chuckled and held your hand. "Let's go😎!", he said. "Wait! Where---Uwaaaah!?😱", you exclaimed surprised when both of you suddenly found yourselves in air🌬. "Hold on tightly little mouse if you don't wanna fall😂!", Mitsuhide laughed. You clinged on him for your dear life as you were unprepared for it😱. He brought you to the beautiful huge garden💚. "Where are we🤔?", you asked looking around curiously. "The place where we met for the first time🥰!", said Mitsuhide with an nostalgic expression on his face🥰💛. "What? But we met for the first time in our academy, didn't we🤔?", you asked confused. "Let's see🥰!", Mitsuhide created magical stairs with using the starlight🌟. "Wow!", you exclaimed at it's beauty😍💗. You both stood at the top of the staircase standing together holding hands💛👫🏻.

"There was a very poor boy who lost his parents at a very young age, he found himself lost roaming around this garden, he didn't have any source of light or purpose to continue with his life, he was starving, not eaten anything for days but...when the boy wasn't expecting anything from his life, suddenly a bright light came into his life💛✨", a fond smile appeared on his face🥰. "A girl came skipping towards him with a bright smile on her face🥰✨ offering all the food she was herself eating to him🍱, when neither cared or noticed him, she gave him a reason to live this life✨, her bright smile filled with innocence😍💗which made him realise that there must be so many people who were unaffected by the harsh realities of the life & it gave him the urge to be able to protect anyone with his entire being leading to his start of beautiful journey in world of magic🧙‍♂️💛", Mitsuhide turned towards you with a beautiful four leaf clover pendant in his hand☘. The recognition dawned upon you seeing it, "Mitsuhide, you were that boy😲!", you exclaimed loudly, tears rolling down your cheeks😢. You remembered that it was your pendant that you gave to him as a kid because you couldn't stand seeing him so sad & wanted him to be happy and lucky✨. Mitsuhide nodded and smiled at you🥰, for the first time, you saw tears in his eyes😢. "I thought it was the blessing only to meet you😇 but you can't describe my happiness and surprise when I saw you for the second time in the magic academy🏰, I recognized you instantly, the only difference being that cheerful girl crouching down, scared like a little mouse🐭💛!", Mitsuhide chucked at the beautiful memory😂. "I told you that I wanted to tell you something important, so here it is🥰!", Mitsuhide turned towards the sky and moved his magic wand causing all the stars🌟 to form a sentence into the moonlight sky- *I love you💝!*. You couldn't stop smiling at the three golden words written in the sky😢🥰. Mitsuhide moved his wand causing all the rose petals to shower over you🥀. "I have always been in love with you💝, your boldness & honesty❤, the way you saved me, defended me, you were scared but never back down on your values💯, the way you cared for everyone🥰, your adorable expressions😂, I thought I was happy loving you one-sidedly but yesterday when you jumped in to save me, I realise I couldn't control my feelings anymore💗, I love you with my heart❤", Mitsuhide took a deep breathe and bend on his knees and extend his hand, "So would you give me the honour of holding my hand and letting me love and protect you all my life✨💗?", he asked looking straight into your eyes, his expression full of sincerity🥺💗. You were so overwhelmed with emotions, you nodded, took his hand🤝🏻 and hugged him tightly & he gladly embraced you back and put the pendant on your neck🤗. "You perfect, wonderful & horrible tease💯💛! I It really is destiny that brought us together✨! I love you too and never let me go💗 & if you try, I will catch my fox🦊!", you said crying tears of happiness into his arms. "I love you too and I will never let go of my little mouse🐭❤!", said Mitsuhide as he took your cheeks into his hands and you both shared a deep and passionate kiss💏.

"As expected from both of you😏!", Nobunaga smirked. "HOOOOH, we are not surprised at all🤣!", Masamune laughed loudly when you declared your relationship of lovers to your friends💑. "Well you behaved like lovers already before so I am not surprised☺️", Ieyasu said with a soft smile. "I am so happy for both of you that I can dance🕺🏻!", Mitsunari said with a bright smile. Cue Ieyasu rolling his eyes- Please don't🙄! "MC, are you sure, this snake is the right person for you🐍?", Hideyoshi asked frowning at him. "Oh my, I am hurt, Hideyoshi😏!", Mitsuhide smirked. "I am 100% sure, Hideyoshi, I love this boy with all my heart as well💗💯!", you said confidently looking at Mitsuhide whose cheeks went red😳. Cue-Loud gasps😱! "You are capable of making that expression😱!", exclaimed everyone in chorus. "SHUT UP🤨!", said Mitsuhide frowning at each of them while he took your hand scurrying away while everyone laughs at him & you couldn't stop yourself from smiling seeing his adorable blushy mess😂💗.

"I didn't know you were so adorable❤!", you teased him pulling his cheeks😂. "Stop it😐!", he said curtly, blushing😳. "Noooo!", you said giggling at him, you kissed his cheek and ran away. Mitsuhide.exe. has stopped working. "Little one, you always surprise me😂🥰❤!", he said with an affectionate smile coming out of his trance.

Nevertheless, you were still coping up😳 with the fact this sneki fox was hopeless romantic💗 and possessive about you💁🏻‍♂️ deep beneath his smirky & calm facade😏. Your days with him after becoming lovers were more fulfilling than they were before❤. He would display his affections for you openly infront of everyone such as whispering sweet words in your ears🙈. But whenever you tease him😏, he would turn into an adorable blushy mess and act awkwardly making you burst out in laughter🤣. Expect him to hug you first thing in the morning, covering you with his cape🤗, laughing to himself🤣and trust me, it is definitely one of the best and warmest moments of your day💛✨. You would feed each other during lunch in your room lovingly❤🥰, yes even though he doesn't have taste, he loves you pampering him and returns it tenfold😏. He loves surprising you with his impressive magic skills, for example, lifting you into the air so you could both dance around clouds happily☁️❤🥰💃. You both would travel around in the sky using his long magical broom, laughing all the way🧹. You both would study together and he would help you everytime you feel stuck with load of teasings💯💛😍 Comeon he is Mitsuhide, what else do you expect from him😏? He would often let you lay down your head on his lap on the garden bench, caressing your hair to let you sleep when you are too exhausted after using magic & look at you with the most pretty smile💛😍🥰.

NEXT YEAR:

Your birthday was in less than a day and Mitsuhide couldn't visibly control his excitement🕺🏻😍. He along with your other friends decorated your room for your special day😍❤✨💛 while Ieyasu was put on the duty to keep you away from the magic academy for almost half a day🏰 (Let's be honest, only he can keep a secret & actually look convincing to MC😏). His reason for leading you away: Help him in his healing magic research😐📚. Thanks to Ieyasu's awesome acting skills😏, both of you came to the academy right before midnight💯🏰, seems like you have forgetten your birthday due to your busy schedule, a huge relief. "Thank goodness!", Ieyasu sighed happily😌👍🏻. "Hmm? You look quite happy?", you turned to look at him😳🤔. "I mean we managed to do all the research work today, this gave me loads of time to actually make the medicines tomorrow🙂", said Ieyasu immediately. "Yes, that's true! I will help you out🥰!", you smiled at him. Ieyasu sighed internally😌. "Good night, Ieyasu!", you wished him😴. "Goodnight..😌", said Ieyasu as he pretended to walk towards his room🚶🏻‍♂️ but when you are out of sight, he make his way towards your room 🏃🏻‍♂️excited.

As soon as you stepped into your room, suddenly lights turned on and a loud "HAPPY BIRTHDAY🥳🥳🎉🎉🎊🎊!", everyone exclaimed happily, taking you by full surprise seeing your whole room decorated😱 with Mitsuhide standing in between all of them singing birthday song to you🎶, smiling sweetly as everyone claps excitedly❤🥰. "I thank god for sending such a beautiful angel in this world!", said Mitsuhide giving you a red rose🌹. You burst into happy tears, embraced him and exclaimed a loud "Thank you everyone for your efforts and love!"😍❤🥺. "Ieyasu, you did a great job, I easily fell for your trap!", you said giggling at him😏😂. "Thanks", Ieyasu blushed happily😊. "Well kitten, see over here😼!", said Masamune pointing towards your table as he uncovers a large chocolate cake😉. "Wow😍✨! You made me a chocolate cake🎂!", you exclaimed happily😍😱. "Well, I wish I could😞!", said Masamune sighing sadly. "Huh?", you exclaimed confused🤔. "The man standing beside you who is your boyfriend made this cake all by himself when he didn't know a thing about cooking, this is his third attempt!", Masamune said laughing🤣 and smirking at him😏. "I hate to say this but he tried his best without using any magic, not letting us help him at all!", said Hideyoshi sighing to himself😌🤦🏻‍♂️😂. "I am proud of my best friend!", said Nobunaga smirking at him😏😎. "Please have a taste, MC-sama!", Mitsunari said excitedly✨😇. You turned to look at Mitsuhide who was waiting for you to have a bite. "Feed me!", you said to Mitsuhide, your happiness clearly showing on your face✨❤🥰. He chuckled and took a piece of chocolate cake and feed you. "How is it?", he asked nervously😅. "Mmmm....DELICIOUS😍✨❤😋💛!", you said highly delighted, closing your eyes. "Even more than my cake, kitten?", asked Masamune surprised🙀. "Sorry Masamune but I could really feel the love with which he has made me this cake so this is the best cake I ever had in my life💛!", you said smiling happily at Mitsuhide🥰❤🤩. Mitsuhide's heart was racing so fast hearing you say those words to him💗💓, he smiled gently at you❤😍✨. "Awww, but congratulations lad for impressing the kitten😼!", said Masamune smirking at him. "Well done!", exclaimed Nobunaga 😏 while Hideyoshi, Ieyasu, Mitsunari happily claps for both of you👏. "Thank you so much, Mitsuhide, I can't describe how happy I am right now🥰❤😭🤗!", you said while happy tears roll down your cheeks as you kissed him on his lips completely taking him by surprise😳 fufufufufu😏💗. "Hooooh~!", exclaimed Masamune and Nobunaga happily😏❤👏🕺. Ieyasu stuffed the whole piece of cake into mouth of Mitsunari and spinned him around facing the wall Ieyasu, don't choke this baby🤣 & slapped his forehead- couple nowadays, atleast wait for graduation *sighs* 🤦🏻‍♂️😌.Hideyoshi closed his eyes as an immediate response, blushing furiously😳🙈. Mitsuhide gifted you a bellflower ring on your 18th birthday as a symbol of his everlasting love towards you which you accepted wholeheartedly💗💍😍😘🥰! "What I did to deserve a golden-hearted man like you, Mitsuhide😭💛😍🤗💗?", you cried happy tears. Mitsuhide wiped your tears smiling gently at you, "I am also thinking about this same question, what I did to deserve an angel like you🥰😍❤😘😇? I guess it's a mystery😏❤", he replied. You both laughed happily hugging each other😂🤗❤. It was the best surprise birthday celebration in your life❤🥳😇.

Few months later, you and Mitsuhide along with your best friends finally graduated from the magic academy👨🏻‍🎓👩🏻‍🎓 and you all stood watching the beautiful sunset holding hands🤝🏻looking forward to your new journey as great wizards🧙‍♂️, praying to always stay together in all steps of life🙏, smiling happily🥰💗.

I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED READING IT AS MUCH I ENJOYED WRITING IT💃💗😍❤😘! LIKES, COMMENTS AND REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED💃🥰❤🤗!

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hiii, loved your last angst request! could you maybe write one where the reader and peter were best friends, and they both like each other, but are too shy to tell the other, and after something happened between them, they grow apart but they are still habouring feelings for the other? i don't know if you understood it haha

A/N: Uhmm, I think I understood your request, but I don’t know if this is what you wanted. I created the whole story based on what you liked, but created a whole new thing out of my head, aaaand I hope you like it!

Words: 6.7K

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, angsttt, and some fluff in the end.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Best Friend!Reader

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IT WAS JUST A MISUNDERSTANDING

It was six o’clock when your alarm woke you up, and it’s been a long time since you last got up this early. One of the perks of being on vacation was to wake you at any time you wanted to, but now that it was over, that meant that you needed to start waking up early again. It wasn’t something you liked, but after this month home, you need to start doing things you don’t really like. For example, you took your shower and got ready for school just like you always did, and while you were finishing packing everything you needed for classes, you heard a knock on the door.

“Good morning darling.” Your mom got her own head inside your room and smiled.

“Morning mum.” You smiled back and finished packing your stuff.

“I’m so sorry my love, but I have to leave earlier today and can’t make coffee for you, or lunch. But there’s money over the couch so you can buy something to eat.”

“Okay, thanks mum.”

“Hey, but maybe you could find Peter to have lunch with you today.” Your chest ached at those words, hearing his name still was very difficult for you.

“Mom, I told you that I’m not friends with Peter anymore.”

“I know darling, it’s just… I miss you too together.”

“I miss it too, but we have to deal with the fact that he’s not my friend anymore and won’t ever be again.”

“Don’t say such thing.”

“It’s the truth mom. But I’m sure I can get MJ, or maybe Betty to have lunch with me. Don’t worry, honestly.” She gave me a sympathetic smile and waved goodbye.

“Bye, my dear. And I promise we’ll make a nice dinner to repay you today.”

“Okay, see you later mom.”

Not having you mom to do you breakfast was something you used to like a lot. That meant you had to find somewhere else to eat, which meant breakfast at the Parker’s apartment, or maybe the same old coffee shop across the street you used to go with your best friend since you both started high school. But now things were different, and you didn’t have anyone to have breakfast with.

It didn’t take long until you were out on the street, glancing at the two coffee shops you knew. On your left, the one where they had good coffee, but it was too expensive and wasn’t worth all that amount of money. On you right, the one you were used to always go with Peter, but after the fight you two had, you didn’t feel like going in there right now. And you still could remember the last time you had breakfast together.

You woke up excited that day, knowing it was the last day of classes and that later you would have a party to go to with you friends. The first thing you always do in the morning is checking your phone for texts or anything, and there were many of them. One from your father wishing a good day at school, one from MJ trying to start a debate on a book you were both reading, one from Betty wanting to know what you were going to wear for the party, but only one caught your attention and made you smile.

Pete: “Hey, good morning! May isn’t driving me to school today, so breakfast on the coffee shop? My treat.”

You: “Good morning Pete. Of course! How could I deny free coffee?”

One good thing about living in the same building as your best friend is how easily you could go down two store by the fire escape on your bedroom window, and meet them at their apartment. And today you decided to go with a beautiful black dress that made you feel so comfortable and pretty at the same time. Today had everything to be a very awesome day. You knocked on Peter’s window and he opened up in seconds, smiling right after he saw who was it.

“Morning dumbass.” You greeted with a smile and he helped you come inside.

“Morning.” He kissed the top of your head and watched you fix your dress. “Wearing a dress for school, that’s new.”

“I’m trying new things today. And also I want today to be a very good day. We have a party to get to and our last day as sophomores. It’s gonna be awesome.”

“Chill, (Y/N). It’s just an ordinary day.”

“Yeah, but nothing is gonna break my day.” He smiled of how cheerful she was being, and pulled you into a side hug.

“Come on, we’re gonna be late if we don’t hurry up.”

You two sat by the same booth in the same old coffee shop, turning on the building you live and letting the good coffee scent fill you. Peter ordered your coffee, just because he knew your regular by heart, just like you knew his. It didn’t take long until he took the seat in front of you, with a small grin on his face, pushing the coffee towards you. For a second, you could take him in, just because know you had the time. He was wearing the blue flannel you gave him once just because you thought it would look pretty on him, and he had shaved, considering that it was just yesterday when you said he needed to do it, because his facial hair was starting to look gross on him. But the way he focused on adding only one teaspoon of sugar on his coffee, and two on yours just how you liked it made him look even cuter than usual.

“Why are you staring at me with a smile?” He furrowed his eyebrows and you smiled widder.

“I’m just glad to be here with you. Thank you for the coffee, Pete.”

“Anytime, (Y/NN).”

Now when you think about turning right every morning, you turn left, going inside the other coffee shop. It was much emptier, and it smelled different, and felt different. It didn’t feel like home at all. It wasn’t a place where you had memories and cherished them so much, and somehow it would always draw you back there. But it’s a new start, and you needed to make the new coffee shop feel like home. You now sat at the table by the window, and you opted on drinking tea instead of coffee. New habits, they suck! But they are necessary, and that’s why you’re doing it. But it doesn’t warm your heart up like coffee, and drinking it alone makes you feel so lonely, more than you ever felt in your life. But you were positive that today was going to be okay, and you would make everything to be sure it would.

So you took the subway, just like any other ordinary day, and soon enough, you got out of Queens and were in front of Midtown High, watching everyone meet again with their friends, sharing exciting stories about their time away. You never did it on first days, just because you usually met with you friends all summer, but this time you didn’t, and you didn’t have any friends to go to and talk about your days away from that place. You wanted someone to talk about how changing was, but you didn’t have anyone you trusted enough to let them listen to you rambling for long. The only person you had was the one that made you want to change.

Instead of meeting Peter and Ned by the parking lot behind school, you went straight to your locker and organized your stuff before class started. Everyone was talking excitedly on the halls, and you still managed to listen to all of it without crying for feeling so lonely. So you put on your earphones and walked quickly to class, sitting in the back, where you used to sit with Peter.

“It’s because I can see everything that’s happening around me from back here, that’s why I sit in the back.” You used to say to him when he questioned why you like to sit in the back so much.

You watched the classroom fill with familiar faces, none interested enough to talk to you. Soon, some more familiar faces started to appear. Betty got inside holding Ned’s hand, since they started dating and since your fight with Peter, she stopped talking to you, just because Peter was Ned’s best friend, and this was an act of loyalty for her boyfriend and his friends. But she gave you a small smile, which you ignored, since you like to show very clearly when you were upset with someone. MJ came in right after, just being the same old MJ. She said hi to you, which you said back, and sat in front of you. She’s always been nice to you, and you worked a lot together in projects, but never been that close, even though she knows too much about your life.

It was almost when the bell rang when Peter came in. He looked different, but still the same. He was wearing the same old jeans May gave him for his birthday, but today he was wearing a new blouse, a dark gray one, that popped the necklace you gave him a long time ago, and somehow, he didn’t take off, even after all of that time. He’d let his hair grow a little bit and maybe he was a bit taller? Your eyes met with his, and you both froze, not knowing what to do. He pressed his lips together, waiting for a response, but you looked away, glancing down to your own notebook, where you wrote “be fucking strong, or else…”.

Seeing Peter again brought back so many happy memories, that the progress you had on forgetting about him over the summer went to space once you laid your eyes on him, not paying one second of attention to class all day. The only thing you wanted to do was jump on his embrace and tell him you were sorry, but still, what you were sorry for? He was the one who ruined everything at that party. You didn’t need to feel sorry at all.

You were almost ready for the party. You and Betty had agreed that today was going to be epic, and that today was the day you both were going to confess your feelings for your crushes. So she suggested that you both dressed up nicely, and took a shot of courage (tequila) and spilled it out. She chose what you were going to wear, which was a tight black skirt and a lace bodysuit, with a denim jacket over it. Totally sexy, and would be good enough to impress a guy like Peter. Even though you knew that he was a simple guy and wouldn’t need much to impress him, but you wanted to feel sexier, so you could feel more confident.

“Is this hot enough, Pete?” You asked the boy sitting in your living room watching an episode of a cartoon he liked, when his eyes focused on you, widening and making him choke.

“Very hot indeed. Why are you dressed up like this?”

“To impress someone. Also, to cause chock on everyone there, just like I choke you.”

“Well, you’re doing a good work.” He nodded and you laughed.

“I just need to apply some lipgloss and I’m ready.” You said returning to your bedroom and he followed you there.

“Can I know who are you trying to impress?”

“Nope.” You popped your mouth on the end of the word and glanced at him. Thank God, you were an extremely good actress, and wouldn’t give anything away “Just some guy I’ve been wanting to kiss for a long time, but don’t worry Pete, I’ll always be yours.”

“You better be.” He smiled and glanced at your neck from the mirror, seeing you were wearing the necklace matching his. “And yeah, I think I’ll also ask Liz if she’d kiss me.”

You turned around, furrowing your brows at him. You never knew that Peter ever wanted to kiss Liz Allen, a senior that just graduated and would go away very soon. A tiny bit of jealousy hit you like a train. Even though you would deny it until death, it still was Peter’s name carved into your heart. That completely shattered your plan on making a move on him You knew you weren’t going to work out, that’s why you shoved those feelings deep inside you, never letting them pop out eventually, but still, it was undeniable that your heart races every time he’s around.

“I didn’t know you liked Liz Allen.”

“I kind of do, for a long time now. I mean, she’s pretty, and she’s moving away in a month, so this might be the last time I get to kiss her.”

“You should go for it.” It hurt you to say that, but you knew you couldn’t hold him back, it’s his life and you couldn’t hold him back. “I mean, I can’t see the point why a girl would turn you down Pete, you’re amazing.”

“No, I’m not. I’m just a dorky nerd that fantasizes about having something with the most beautiful and popular girl in school.” That stinked like alcohol over an opened bruise.

“Peter, you’re the most amazing and beautiful guy I’ve ever met. If she turns you down, that means she’s an idiot and doesn’t deserve you.” You rested you hand over his chest and he pulled you into a hug.

“I love you, you’re the best friend in the world.” It took you a second, but you threw your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

“I love you too Pete, so much.” He kissed the top of her head and pulled her by the hand.

“Come on, May’s waiting for us downstairs.”

May was always like a second mom to you, and always found a way to make you smile. She was listening to some old disco songs while waiting for us. She drove us to the party listening to hits like Super Freak or Boogie Wonderland, and singing to it with all of her lungs. You loved when she did it, and sang along with her to some songs you knew the lyrics to. But you were more excited about getting to the party.

Flash Thompson might be a pain in the ass and a show-off, but he really knew how to throw a party. It was awesome, with good songs playing, lots of foods and drinks, and nice people. Everyone in school was there, including Liz Allen, a senior, the hottest girl in school and, unfortunately, Peter’s crush. He smiled at her when their eyes crossed and the jealousy said hi to you again, making your hand tighten your grip around Peter’s hand. You were relieved when you met with MJ and Ned, glad they would be an ice breaker and that you had your best friends there to have fun with you.

“MJ, I loved your dress.” She smiled at you. Sometimes MJ knew how to be more opened to people.

“Thank you (Y/N).”

“Ned, I told you to get rid of the hat.” Peter said to his best friend and (Y/N) made an angry face to him in disapproval.

“Shut up Peter. Ned the hat is great, keep it on.”

“Do you think Betty will like it, (Y/N)?” He asked with a sparkle on his eyes.

“I’m sure she will Ned. Now I’m gonna go talk to her.” You pointed at the blond girl talking with Harry Osborn in the corner and smiling at you, catching your attention. “Excuse me.”

“Hey (Y/N), you look super hot! Loved the outfit! And I’m sure you’re gonna break hearts tonight.“ She smiled at you once you approached.

“The only heart I wanna break tonight belongs to Liz Allen. But I’ll find something else to do. Anyway, say nice things about Ned’s hat when you go over to talk to him. He’s really hoping you like it.”

“He is?” Her eyes sparkled and you laughed.

“Oh God, I hate when people are in love.” You turned to the table full of drinks and prepared yourself a gin and tonic just to get you started.

“Says the girl who’s been in love with Peter Parker her whole life.” She spilled and you choked. “And you know, I don’t think he really likes Liz."

“Of course he likes her. She's… perfect.” You sipped your drink and looked to Liz dancing with some friends, being totally flawless

“Come on (Y/N). You know I’m a very observant person, and nobody can hide anything from me. You should make a move.”

“Well, I won’t, because he likes Liz.” You turned to her. “Also, we’d never work, he’s my best friend. He knows me like the palm of his hand.“

“Exactly.” You rolled your eyes and walked away, leaving Betty alone.

“Not something I want to discuss tonight Betty. I’m already hurt enough. But maybe I’ll find something fun to do.” You glanced to Harry Osborn having a drink all across the room, and smiled to him. “Or someone to do.”

You walked to towards him, and he somehow noticed your staring and smiled back, waiting for you to arrive and talk to him

“Harry… It’s so nice to see you here! Didn’t know that those from the Upper East Side hanged around the suburbs.“ You smiled confidently and he shrugged.

“I don’t mind hanging around here, (Y/N). And you look so pretty tonight.” He smiled and pulled you by the waist. Harry was one of the prettiest guys in school, and every girl wanted him, but not everyone could get him. He was very reserved, but somehow, he was always opened to you.

“Does that mean I don’t look pretty the other days?” You played and he shook his head no.

“Of course not, you always look pretty.” You blushed at what he was saying. “Hey, wanna see the beautiful view from Flash’s balcony?”

“I’d love to.” You followed him around, not before looking around for Peter, regretting it ths moment you saw he was on his way to talk to Liz. That hurt, a lot. You knew that this night would be a game changer on any sort of relationship you hoped to have with Peter, but you went on with Harry.

Harry Osborn was really pretty. His dark locks were dreamy, and his smile was perfect, also, he was a real gentleman. He always knew what to do to make a girl fall for him, but still there was something missing in him and you knew exactly what it was. He wasn’t Peter. Even though you tried to deny it, he was all you could think about, but right now, all you wanted was to have fun, and if you didn’t go get some with Harry, you would have to watch the love of your life after the girl he actually likes, which is not you.

When you last saw it coming, and after two drinks or maybe a bit more, you were sitting in Harry’s lap on a bench in the corner of Flash’s balcony, making out with him in the dark. He was a good kisser, maybe the best kiss you ever had, but still, just like before, there was something missing. But in that moment, was all you needed. Once you two were tired enough, you got out of his lap and pulled him to the dancefloor. You both danced together for a long time, to every song Flash played, and everything was going great. Harry had his body glued behind you, and his mouth was kissing your neck while you swayed to the song. But your eyes opened for a moment and met with Peter kissing Liz intensely by the food table. Your whole world dropped, and suddenly you weren’t enjoying yourself anymore.

“Excuse me, I need one more drink.” You said to Harry, walking up to the drink and making another gin and tonic, which you knew you get you much more drunker than you already were. It’s a strong drink and you knew it, but you drank it anyway, which resulted on you vomiting on Flash’s equipment, ruining the music and in consequence, the whole party. Betty helped you get out of there and found the closest bathroom to help you.

“Say something that will cheer me up Betty.” You asked her and she smiled.

“I have a date with Ned.” You smiled weakly, happy for your friend.

“All I wanted was Peter liking me back.” She caressed your cheek and nodded.

“If you want to, we can talk about it when you’re sober.” A knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

“Betty, it’s Peter, I wanna talk to her.” You nodded, letting her open the door, getting out so he could talk to you. “(Y/N), what were you thinking?”

“I’m sorry Pete, I didn’t mean to get this drunk.”

“No, I mean. Harry Osborn, really?” He furrowed his eyebrows and locked the bathroom door. “I thought you had at least some loyalty to me. You know, I can’t stand him.”

“Well, you were with Liz, so why does it matter? I don’t like her either.” You rolled your eyes and leaned against the wall behind you.

“Still, it shouldn’t be Harry there, it’s just… wrong.” He leaned against the sink and you sighed.

“Why is it so wrong to be with him while you’re out there sucking some other girls face? You like Liz, and I like Harry, so that’s it.”

“Why him?” He asked.

“Why her?”

“That’s not fair, you know I like Liz.” He threw back and you gasped.

“What? I didn’t fucking know until today Peter. You kept something from me, and I stayed quiet. So you don’t get to say a fucking thing about what I did. And you know, if you’re not here to help, maybe you should go away.”

“Yeah, maybe I should.” He said, opening the door.

“And don’t fucking worry, Parker. I’m sure there’s people that care about me that will make sure I get home okay.”

“Good.” He shot back and you didn’t see him again that night.

“Miss (Y/L/N), can you answer this question for me?” The math teacher asked, getting you out of the transe you got into.

“X equals 0, and Y equals 1.”

“Wrong, we’re not even in that exercise. Pay attention to the class, miss.”

“Sorry sir.” He nodded, turning to Peter, sitting in the front.

“And you, Mr. Parker. Can you answer the question miss (Y/L/N) didn’t get right?” Peter shot his head up to the board and thought about it for a little bit.

“The limit does not exist.” He answered and the teacher rolled his eyes.

“Quoting Mean Girls is not getting the answer correctly, Mr. Parker. And I don’t know what kind of problem you and (Y/N) have, but I’m very pissed that you’re not even listening to me.”

“Sorry sir, it won’t happen again.” He answered and the teacher nodded, continuing with the class.

Lunch was harder than the rest of the day. You decided to eat alone, since no one talked to you all day. During that time, your book was your best friend, still, you couldn’t pay much attention to it. Somehow, your attention was always brought to Peter having a great time with Ned, who had his arms around Betty’s neck, and MJ, who even dropped her book to laugh with the rest of the group. You missed them, and still, it was sad to know that they didn’t talk to you anymore just because of Peter.

For the first time after a long while, you felt the urge to cry your heart out, and that’s what you did. You skipped the rest of classes, hiding yourself at the parking lot where you used to skip class with Peter and Ned, to curl up and have a good cry. Things turned upside down just because of a kiss, and if you could go back to that night, you would just rather had stayed home to have some pizza with your parents, May and Peter, and maybe have a board game session with them. Everything would be fine now.

You remembered every moment with him, putting your whole heart out through tears and finally giving up on them once you felt too tired and lied down on the floor and slept over your backpack. You hated when you cried so hard you felt the urge to sleep, and it was stronger than you. Suddenly, you were dancing in your dreams, with Peter watching you with those beautiful brown eyes.

“(Y/N), wake up.” Somebody shook your body, and you could recognize Ned’s voice. “Why did you sleep right in the middle of the parking lot?”

“I just felt like it.” You shot your eyes opened and sat straight again. You look up, and saw that Ned wasn’t alone, and Peter was a few steps behind him, but not looking directly to you, which made your heart sink even more.

“Were you crying?” He asked and you shook your head no.

“No, it’s just… I didn’t sleep last night, and this is the only place I know I can ditch and don’t get caught.” You shot your eyes to Peter, and right now he was looking at you, but pretending not to care.

“Are you really okay?” Ned asked again and you nodded.

“Yeah, I think I’ll just head home. Thank you for caring, Ned.“

It was easier to walk away now, and to not expect something from Peter, but you still had to be very brave to do it. You stood strong, but couldn’t wait to get home and die over your bed. It was something you used to do when everything went down, and you remember your mom coming in one day, so worried about you, and you two shared a talk that really helped you.

“I can’t believe I fucked up this badly with Pete, mom. I saw things ruining out of my plans, and fucked it up.”

“I know that’s not true, but you felt like it, and I know it hurts you so much now. But you’re not alone, even if you feel like it right now. You have so many people that love you, and that including Peter. Maybe he just needs some time to see it.” She caressed your hair and you smiled.

“I hope it’s soon mom.”

“Yeah, me too.”

But again, that day, you cried yourself to sleep again, maybe a little bit too early, but still you did it, going to bed without a single thing to eat. Your parents went off to some dinner with friends and you stayed home alone, and that gave you time to just be alone for a while. But you were woken up late at night with some knocks on your window. You looked over and a masked figure was standing in your fire escape. You rolled out of bed and sat by the window, opening it up.

“(Y/N), help me.” Spider Man had his hands over his stomach and his voice was weak.

“Peter, what the fuck!” You pulled him inside and helped him lie in your bed. “What happened?”

“I have a really bad bruise on my stomach. Was too distracted.” He leaned back and got his hands off the wound, letting some blood spill.”

“Stay still, I’ll get my first aid kit.”

You ran to get your kit, and returned in the blink of an eye, finding Peter almost passed out in pain, now without his mask on. You removed his suit with a single press on the spider on his chest, leaving him only with his underwear. You cleaned the blood and saw that the wound wasn’t too deep, but needed some stitches. You learned how to do it over time, just to help him. You’d stay up through many nights worrying about Peter, and sometimes he’d sleep over just because he was too bruised to go home. It didn’t matter what he did or how mad you were at him, if he came to you for help, you would do anything for him.

“You never get distracted.” You told him while you were piercing his skin with stitches. There were times where he’d hold your arms with strength to try to control the pain. Tonight, he has holding your sheets tightly.

"The guy was too strong.” He breathed out when you finished stitching him up. “And he had a knife, but I took him down. He’s not gonna bother anyone again.”

“What kind of bad guy was he?” You asked, aa you used to do every night he came over for some nursing.

“Mobster kind of bad guy. I’ve been trying to take him down for a month now.” He adjusted himself in your bed and you helped him remove the rest of his suit. He finally took a good look at you, analyzing every detail of your body now that he wasn’t blinded in pain. You had dark circles under your eyes, and they were puffy and slightly red. You were wearing one of Peter’s hoodies, that you loved to use with only your panties over it. His right hand reached for your hand and he caressed it.

“Peter, why are you here?” You asked, finally trying to get a answer to the questions that’s been on your head since the knock on your window.

“You were crying today.” He said, glancing down to his hand, drawing circles on the back of your hand. Even though he was the reason you cried all day, he still managed to calm you down only with his touch. You shut your eyes closed for a second, but soon they shot open, and you looked away.

“So?” You furrowed your brows, and pulled your hand away from his grip.

“I worry about you.” He said, a little upset that she was pulling away from him.

“Since when?” You let out a laugh, but the angry kind of laugh.

“Since always.” He shot back almost immediately.

“It didn’t seem like you care. It’s been a while since you last directly looked me in the eyes. And still, you don’t seem like you can look me in the eyes.”

Peter took a second to look around the room. It was different from the last time he was there. The picture wall you used to have with photos with all of your friends was gone. It only had some post-its with notes, lost in the now white wall. He noticed that you weren’t as organized as you used to be. Sometimes, he’d climb up to your bedroom to hang out and ended up teasing you about being too organized. But now your books weren’t organized by color, or by genre. And there were clothes all over your room, your bed wasn’t made, and you had notebooks opened all over your desk. But there’s still one thing that hasn’t changed. The small Spiderman action figure over her desk.

“Why now Peter?”

“I wanted to talk about that party.”

“There’s nothing to talk about. You were with Liz, and I was with Harry, and honestly, I think you are pretty happy now with her.”

“What? I never dated Liz. We made out once, and that’s it.”

“I thought you liked her.” You whispered, almost praying for Peter to not listen, but he did. Oh, he always found a way to capture your voice.

“I did.” He paused, and glanced at her, who was now looking down to her hands, being held by his. “Well, I thought I did. But there was always something missing, and I didn’t know what it was.”

“You know, what you said to me that night really fucking broke me, Peter.” You broke into tears, and tried to wipe it with your only free hand, since he couldn’t let the other go. “I thought you had my back, and I was so drunk. I only hoped that you would have helped me, but Betty was the one who got me home.”

“I’m sorry. I was so blind by jealousy.” He let some tears escape like you, but now he couldn’t look at you anymore. Peter prefered to glance down to her hands full of rings, including the one he stole from May when they were little just to give it to her. She was always wearing it. He touched it and smiled. “Hey, look at the ring."

"Why were you jealous?” She ignored him, even if her emotions were all over the place

“Because all you did that night was to impress Harry, and I hate his guts. I wish you were there to have fun for yourself, and maybe hang out with me.” He glanced up and was now staring at her soaking face.

“And just because of that, you completely shut me off your life?"

"I did it to try to forget about you. And honestly, it never worked, and I thought that maybe I would try fixing things up now that we were back in school, but I got so hurt tonight.” He glanced down to his belly, and she touched his bandaged wound. “Baby, I saw so many bad things tonight, and I really thought I was gonna die before talking to you ever again.”

You froze at the nickname. He never called you baby, except for the times he had woken up extremely flirty, which happened sometimes. But tonight it was different, and it was like he really meant it. Maybe it’s because it was the first time he ever called you something cute in months.

“I was almost passing out in pain once the guy stabbed me, and all I could think about was you. If I had died there, I would be gone and you would never know how much I love you."Your heart ached, and warmed up at the same time. You wanted to kiss and slap him. But all you did was let go off his hands and stand up, walking away from the bed.

"If you love me so much as you say, why did you say those things to me that night? Why did you leave me there alone, vomited and crying? You try to hide behind your jealousy Peter, but you know that’s not gonna work with me.”

“I deeply regret doing that, cross my heart.” He stood up, so he could be in the same level as you. You crossed your arms and looked outside the window. Anywhere, but his eyes. “And I was the biggest idiot ever to even leave you there, all alone. But I was so hurt that I didn’t even want to look at you.”

“How did I hurt you that night Peter?” You finally looked back to him and he was only wearing his underwear, his suit sitting on your bed. And God, how much you missed that body, even though you never really had it. His eyes were blood red, and some tears were forming on his water line.

“Because you fucking made out with Harry Osborn!” He shot angrily, and sat down in bed again.

“You were with Liz! You had someone, I had someone. Big deal…”

“It’s a big deal to me, because it shouldn’t be Harry there, it should have been me.” His statement made you shut up and try to process everything. You leaned back into your desk and rested one hand over your chest, which was pretty sure about to explode. “God, (Y/N)… Do you know for how long I’ve been in love with you? And seeing you with him was the most heartbreakful thing in the world. Not because it was him, because after a long time I realized it could have been anyone in his place, I would have reacted the same.” You were speechless, trying to come up with a reply, but all you wanted was to take in everything he was saying.

“So why didn’t you make a move on me first? Why didn’t you kiss me that night Peter?” He sighed and looked down to his hands, fidgeting his fingers over his knees.

“Because you said in this very room that you were trying to impress someone, and in my mind, it could have been me, but I wasn’t sure. But I woke up that day hoping I’d finally kiss you in the party. I looked for you, everywhere, but when I found you, well… Let’s just say you were strandling Harry’s lap, and I was pretty sure you were having sex right there by the moviments you were doing.” You rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“You really thought that was the way I was going to lose my virginity? Please…” You sighed and approached the bed again, sitting in front of him. He now finally looked at you, but not directly to your face. “And you know one thing Peter, I only got with Harry because before we left this very place, you said you were going to try kissing Liz Allen. When I saw you talking to her at that party, I thought my plan had gone to shit! And Harry was there, making a nice conversation with me, and we hooked up. Big fucking deal! When I got back you were making out with Liz anyway. And that’s why I got trashed in first place.” You pointed your index finger at him, spilling everything out for once.

“I only kissed her because you kissed him. I never really wanted it. I mean, she’s pretty and for a while I had a crush on her, but this was so many years ago. You were the only person in my mind ever since we met, and once freshman year was ending, I realized you were the one I truly liked.”

“This is such a bunch of misunderstanding! You never communicate! You could have come talk to me the next morning, but you prefered to completely ignore me the whole summer.”

“I was really focused on getting that guy. I was so busy with my Spider duties. But now it’s over, I realize I only did it to keep you out my mind, and it didn’t work. And I don’t want to fight anymore, because I’m so hurt, in every single way. What happened tonight was horrible and all I wanted was to hold you.” He hugged his legs and hide his face there.

Now’s the time you have to be strong, and put all your principles and pride behind to support the one you love the most, and now that you knew that he loved you back, it hurted even more. You had some stuff to get through, but now you had to just be with him. So you sat closer and rested one hand on his shoulder, making him look up almost immediately, face soaking and red eyes. You moved your hand to his cheek and caressed it.

“We need to talk more about that night. And I needed to get it all off my chest. But right now, I need you to be alright.” He rested his face against your hand and closed his eyes, giving a small kiss on your palm. He sat straight and you sat on his lap, pulling him in your embrace, resting his head on your chest, and you resting your chin over his head.

“I’m so so so sorry baby.” He whispered. “I’m sorry for everything. I missed you so much! I love you.” That’s what he wanted to say to you all night, and you let him. Right now, you couldn’t be mad at him. Maybe later…

“I love you too.” You kissed to top of his head and he tightened his grip around your waist. “Come on, let’s get some sleep, we’ll talk tomorrow.”

You got out of his lap and lied in bed, under the covers. Peter lied behind you and pulled you closer to be the little spoon. In that moment both of you knew it was going to be alright. You only needed to talk some stuff through. But when the other needed you the most, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do to make them better.

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hey @heavenin--hell remember when i said i wanted to write something about that cute Inukag fanart you drew?

welp. i did the thing ;lajdfajfadjkfaldalf

came out a little longer than intended (big shocker there i know pfftt) no seriously i wanted to keep this short and sweet without so much detail in between, but then my stupid brain went “oh Idea™” and then this happened. whoops.

anyway i hope you enjoy this little ditty that your amazing fanart inspired! <3 i love your art so much please never stop i will cry if you do okay not really but still it’s awesome lol

unedited because it’s late and i’m lazy.

“Inuyasha, dinner’s ready!”

Satisfied the hanyou would heed her call and come running at the promise of food, a smiling Kagome ducked back inside her little hut and bustled about, cleaning up a bit of the clutter and retrieving some dishes for their meal as she waited for her ever constant companion. She was confident he would hear her wherever he was in the village, although she suspected he wasn’t that far away. It was something she’d learned earlier on after her return; Inuyasha was never too far away, and though he may be out of sight, she knew he was reluctant to put much distance between them, and she felt the same exact way.

Setting the wooden serving tray on the floor before the fire, a beautiful housewarming gift from Miroku and Sango when she’d officially “moved in” into the hut that had previously belonged to a now deceased elderly man, Kagome sat back and stared thoughtfully into the fire, still smiling as she took a moment to think back on all that had happened since her return nearly four months ago.

Never in all of her life could Kagome have ever possibly imagined she’d be as happy as she was right now without any of the modern conveniences she’d grown up with. If someone had told her before she’d fallen down the well on her fifteenth birthday that three years from now she’d be living with no hot water or plumbing and call it paradise, she’d think them gone completely daft. Someone like her? Whose favorite pastime was taking hot baths living without hot water and being happy about it? Get real!

But then, as fate would hate it, funnily enough this was her paradise. Breathing in the fresh, clean open air, having her friends that were as close as family here with her, and sharing it all with the man she loved. It all sounded too good to be true, and sometimes Kagome did wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, fearing that her nightmares were a reality and she was still trapped in the darkness, never to see her friends or Inuyasha again.

But then strong arms, familiar arms, surrounded her in a comforting embrace as a low voice rumbled assurances in her ear and she was able to breathe once more as blessed reality came rushing back. She’d cling to him, crying her relief, and he’d hold her tight, whispering to her, telling her everything was alright much as he had her first day back.

It was a day Kagome often thought back on with a fond smile, because not only was it the point in which her life changed forever, but it was also when she realized her hanyou wasn’t the same stubborn, temperamental boy she’d involuntary left behind three years ago. They’d all be in Kaede’s hut, celebrating her return and swapping stories of how their lives have gone thus far when, her emotions finally catching up to her, Kagome had without any warning completely broken down. Her entire body had shaken with heart wrenching sobs, her face was wet with endless tears, and no matter how hard she’d tried, she couldn’t stop.

Her relief had been so intense, her joy of being reunited with those she loved most was so great, so incredibly strong she’d been unable to contain it and it had overflowed in the form of relentless crying. She’d been unable to answer Miroku and Sango’s concerned questions, only managing a stuttered apology, but then, surprising everyone in the room, Inuyasha had wordlessly stood up, settled himself beside her, and then scooped her up into his arms before cradling her in his lap, holding her as she broke apart.

Kagome had clung to him desperately, not even bothering to question his very uncharacteristic display of affection. When she’d calmed down enough where she wasn’t a total mess, she’d turned around, held out her arms to the friends that she’d missed so much, and for the next few minutes the five of them had simply held one another, rejoicing in their loved one’s permanent return.

And then the twins, wanting in on all the affection too, had joined in, Kagome laughed, and the atmosphere considerably lightened. She’d gotten introduced to Miroku and Sango’s children then, immediately bonding and falling in love with them, and they’d been able to fall back into conversation like she’d never even left, comfortable, easy, familiar.

The entire time she’d remained seated in Inuyasha’s lap with his arms draped loosely around her and they’d looked so happy no one had the thought to tease them about it.

Kagome blushed, remembering how she’d slept through the night in his arms. She was extremely pleased to say that their relationship had grown by leaps and bounds and while neither of them had truly confessed their feelings yet, they were no stranger to physical intimacy. It wasn’t anything serious yet – just mainly hugging and a few chaste kisses here and there – but Kagome was happy with where things stood between them. There was no rush, after all; she was here to stay and they had all the time in the world now that they didn’t have some great evil looming above their heads twenty-four seven.

Her blush deepened and despite herself a giggle erupted from her mouth before she could stifle it. Well, she wasn’t in a rush at least. While Inuyasha hadn’t pushed her for anything or even hinted that he wanted more, he had been the one to kiss her first, just a few short days after her return. It had been slow, gentle, incredibly sweet, and he’d simply held her afterward, claiming that he’d wasted enough time with her before being an immature, emotionally stunted asshole – his words, not hers, and her laugh had made him grin – and he didn’t want to wait anymore to show her he wanted to be with her.

Kagome had been able to do nothing but drag him in for another kiss but he’d heard her message loud and clear. Ever since then, every once in a while Kagome was able to surprise him by brushing a soft kiss to his lips, but more often than not it was that devilish man that liked to catch her off guard by sweeping her into a kiss without warning and she knew he only did it because he thought the heavily blushing and flustered state he left her in was funny as hell.

Despite this, however, and even though she did often chase the cackling hanyou through the village while shouting various threats of dismemberment, she never asked him to stop.

She did have to admit, however, with that familiar fluttering sensation in her tummy, that it was getting increasingly more difficult to resist the urge to either crawl into his lap at night, or ask him to join her in bed. Not because she wanted to tempt him or take their relationship to the next level, but because she wanted him to hold her as she fell asleep, to be surrounded by his warmth in the hopes that perhaps he would be able to chase the nightmares away.

Kagome suddenly bit her lip in thought and glanced toward the futon, her flush deepening at the direction her thoughts had inadvertently taken, however the small smile that curved her mouth was cautiously hopeful. Maybe…maybe it was time she finally stopped pussyfooting around her feelings and asked him to join her. Hell, maybe she’d even do it tonight. He practically lived here anyway; it’s where he ate, slept, and Kagome didn’t want him to feel like he had to sit sleeping against the wall in his own home when the futon was plenty big enough for both of them—a generous gift from Kaede who’d handed it over with a knowing smile that Kagome hadn’t understood at the time.

Now, though… Kagome sighed and shook her head with a chuckle. The old woman always had been rather perceptive and rather sly, to boot. She sent a silent word of thanks to her dear friend, her decision made. Yes, this was their home, Kagome loved it, and though he occasionally complained that it smelled like old man, she knew he liked it, too.

A giddy sense of excitement welled up inside her and Kagome released a few girlish giggles, allowing herself just a brief moment ridiculousness as she squirmed about where she sat, her face flushed, but her smile bright. She was fairly certain Inuyasha would agree; even if he hadn’t said it in so many words, she knew he cared for her – perhaps even loved her – and really, it wasn’t like he hadn’t done it before, except only this time it wouldn’t be because he was comforting her from another nightmare.

Kagome sighed wistfully, then frowned, gaze swinging toward the door. Speaking of which, where was that man? He should have been here by now.

Getting to her feet, she ambled over to the door and swept aside the reed mat. “Inuyasha? Dinner’s ready.” A pause. “Inuyasha?”

When still she heard nothing but the gentle breeze rustling the trees and saw neither hide nor hair of her hanyou, Kagome sighed and ventured out to go find him. It was possible he was taking a quick dunk in the river to wash off the dirt and sweat of the day, or he could be entertaining the twins at Miroku and Sango’s. He had a soft spot for those girls and they adored him in return, and watching them interact never failed to bring a smile to her face.

Kagome smiled and absentmindedly put a hand over her stomach, biting her lip as she imagined it round with their child. Though it was true she was in no rush in terms of their relationship, she would like to get there someday, and she hoped Inuyasha felt similarly. Of course, knowing her hanyou like she did, she also understood it could be a very long time until he felt ready enough to cross that step, but she was content to wait for however long he needed.

She just really hoped he wouldn’t make her wait too long.

Inwardly snorting but with a little smile curling her lips, Kagome started towards their friends’ house – even if he wasn’t there, they might have a clue as to where he is – however, she’d only taken just a few steps before she spotted the very person she’d been intent on searching for.

Cradled in the roots of his favorite lounging tree, relaxed and utterly dead to the world, Inuyasha hadn’t heard her because he was indulging in one of his recent favorite pastimes, hands behind his head and even snoring lightly. The damp hair and open kosode and suikan suggested he had indeed taken a brief dip into the river before deciding to take a nap and Kagome crept a little closer, being careful not to wake him.

Her expression softened and she knelt down, crossing her arms over her bent knees as she regarded him with a loving smile. If someone had told her three years ago that Inuyasha was napping somewhere, completely oblivious to everything, she wouldn’t have believed them. She’d known him to always be restless with pent up energy, unable to sit down and do nothing while Naraku was still out there destroying lives and collecting Shikon jewel shards. So to see him like this now, so peaceful and without a worry in the world, it was truly refreshing and a sight to savor.

She couldn’t really blame him for developing a fondness for naps. Before they had never had any time to just sit down and rest, to kick back and relax because there had always been a new enemy to fight, a shard to find and purify, and napping was damned near impossible when there was a despicably evil demon constantly looming over their heads, power hungry and hell bent on their destruction.

But now that Naraku was gone, they didn’t have to worry about any of that. They could finally just breathe, take naps, sit down and smell the damn roses and hell, have a freaking cup of tea while they were at it. The point was, they had the time now, and Kagome didn’t blame Inuyasha one bit for taking advantage of it when he could.

As a matter of fact, it was awfully temping to join him in peaceful slumber, to snuggle up against him and doze off for a while, but dinner was over the fire at home and she didn’t want it to spoil. She bit her lip as she stared at him, tilting her head to the side in thought, and then smiled.

She knew exactly how to wake him. She didn’t get this rare opportunity often and she didn’t want it to go to waste.

Fighting back the urge to giggle as she oh so slowly inched closer, Kagome managed to prop herself up over him without, miracle of miracles, waking him up and she was smiling broadly now as he hovered her face above his own. He slept on, none the wiser, and biting down on her lip to stifle a giggle that welled up, Kagome started to lean down—

It happened so fast Kagome couldn’t even draw in the breath to gasp. One second she was leaning in to wake him up via tender kiss, and the next Inuyasha had captured her mouth in a heated kiss that had her toes curling and something warm to pool in the pit of her belly. This kiss was different from all the others they’d shared; this one was slow, languid, and incredibly hot, his tongue slipping past her parted lips for a deeper, more thorough taste.

Then suddenly it was over as quickly as it had begun and Inuyasha lied back, his eyes still closed, but the smirk that curved his mouth upward as she sputtered and blushed above him was all kinds of satisfied male arrogance.

With an inarticulate noise of flustered embarrassment echoing in her throat, Kagome flopped down against him and buried her hot face in his shoulder as he chuckled beneath her.

“It was a good try, Kagome,” he rumbled, his smirk widening at her muffled shut up. “I heard you leaving our home and coming this way, but…”

“Shut up,” Kagome repeated in a peevish mutter and weakly slapped his chest, wondering if her burning face would ever return back to normal. Probably not.

“Ten outta ten effort,” Inuyasha continued and laughed at Kagome’s audible groan. “I already told you, wench.” He turned his head and he felt her shiver as he growled in her ear.

“You can’t sneak up on me.”

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #466

“she is the butcher, she wants the air / she hides the scars under her hair”

Who do you think cares the most about you? My mom. What do you do when you’re pissed off? Isolate and cry. Have you ever had unprotected sex? Good luck catchin' me do that. What did your mother study at university? Social work. What was the last thing you took a video of? I have zero idea. What is your least favorite kind of weather? Hot and humid weather can actually fuck off. What was the last housework you did? Does changing my cat's litter count? Have you ever had famous neighbors? Not to my knowledge. Have you ever lived in a small community where everyone knew each other? Nope. Have you ever actually drank warm milk? NO EW EW EW EW EW Do you talk to your pets? If you don't, are you REALLY a pet parent??????? Who is a famous person you could see yourself reading a biography about? He's always said he doesn't want to but I really hope Mark writes an autobiography one day alskdjklafjw;ejr Are there any numbers you dislike for any reason? No. What skill that you have do you make most use of? idk man Have you ever done something sexual that you regret? Nah. Have you ever said anything to the last person you kissed that you regret? No. Have you ever ate so much you puked? No. Do you care about what others think of your physical appearance? Sometimes/some places yes, other times/places, no. Would you rather eat cookies or brownies? It would probably change with what I'm feeling, but I lean towards a nice center piece brownie. :^) If you’re out late, where are you likely to be? This literally never happens. Do you ever visit your mall’s arcade (if it has one)? Our mall is lame as fuck. It definitely doesn't have one. What’s your absolute favorite topic to discuss? Mark, lmao. What is your least favorite topic to discuss? Politics. Have you ever been confined to a wheelchair? "Confined" seems like a strong word, but a nurse did give me one at the doctor's office when I massively tore a ligament in my foot and could barely walk at all. If you have a job, who’s your closest friend at work? Don't remind me that I don't have a job. Have you told anyone you love them today? Not yet, but I'm sure I will later. Have you ever worked in an office? No, but I guess that's what I'm going to wind up going for once I'm ready to job-hunt again... It feels sad that I'm actually aiming for the cubicle life now just because my interaction with people would be much more limited than with most other jobs. Who does the grocery shopping in your house? My mom. Do you prefer margarine or butter, and why? I don't even know if I'd recognize the taste difference. Have you ever been in serious trouble at work or school? No. Do you have any strange fears or phobias that you’re embarrassed of? That I'm embarrassed of, no. Can you smell anything right now? No. Have you ever tried coconut water? No. Which Asian country would you like to visit the most? Idk. Maybe Japan? How old were your parents when they got engaged? I have no idea. Have you ever done a first aid course? No. If so, would you be prepared to perform CPR if necessary? No. Have you ever ‘done it’ in a hotel room? No. Just the idea grosses me out. Where is your next vacation? Couldn't tell ya, buddy. Which are better black or green olives? I'm not a fan of black olives, and I won't even TRY green ones. They just look so fucking disgusting to me. Does your car have a backup camera? Mom's doesn't. Have either of your parents ever been in trouble with the law? No. Do you have a preferred brand of bottled water? Essentia. Is your skin more oily, dry, or combination? It's a combination depending on the location. Where did you meet your current significant other? High school band. What kind of house do you wish you lived in? One that's in the woods. What was the last compliment you received from an old lady? I don't have a clue. Do you know how to cut hair? Properly, no. Have you ever had a classmate die? I believe maybe once? If you have a song stuck in your head, what is it? I recently discovered "Foxy, Foxy" by Rob Zombie and it's Good Stuff. Do you tend to space out a lot? Very much so. What people have changed your life for the better? My parents, my psychiatrist, a PHP therapist, Sara, debatably Jason... Have you ever had any kind of dangerous addiction? What’s this addiction? Caffeine, I guess. Are your parents still married, divorced, or split up? Like this decision? They're divorced, and while it sucks for your parents to split up, it's a decision that I definitely approve of given all they ever did was fight when I was growing up. Them staying together would've been very destructive. Have you ever heard of Hollywood Undead? Do you like them? Well yeah, and I like a large number of songs to where I'd consider myself a fan. I actually had a shirt in high school. Has anyone ever called you a coward before? Who called you that? I don't believe so. Are you a Jeffree Star fan? Or no? Do you think he’s awesome/dumb? Honestly, yes. Like he's done dumb shit, but has more than sufficiently apologized for it in my opinion and changed his behavior for the better. I also - astonishingly - like his music quite a bit. As well, his work ethic is fucking INCREDIBLE, like extremely admirable. Has your grandmother ever made you anything? Not including cookies. I don't think so. I don't even think she ever liked me. Do you disgust anyone? Did they tell you that? Why is this, anyways? Not that I know of. When was the last time you cried, and why (if you want to share)? I don't remember, actually. Probably just about life. Who was the last person who was rude to you? *shrug* Do you have a relationship with God? lol no, and even if I believed in him, I wouldn't have a remotely decent opinion of that entity. Is weed legal in your state? No. Have you ever thrown up in class? In kindergarten, yes. What is something that you used to be ashamed of, but now you’re not? As a kid, being a girl, I was so embarrassed by liking Pokemon. Now, I am literally wearing an Eeveelutions shirt and went out in public lmao. I couldn't care less about loving them cuties. Have you ever walked outside in below zero weather? No; I've never experienced those temperatures. Have you ever held a newborn baby? Yes, but I was sitting down. I would be WAY too scared of dropping a baby otherwise. Are a ton of your Facebook friends getting married and having kids now? I legitimately think most of my friends on there already have kids and/or are married/engaged. It's triggering sometimes and was a massive motivator for me taking a break from there. What’s something you believe in that most people don’t? So uh, I hope this doesn't sound insensitive given how it just passed, but I 100% believe the U.S. government was to some extent involved in 9/11. There is an incredible amount of evidence when you do the research. Is there anyone who’s dear in your heart who’s going down the wrong path? I worry about one of my good friends quite a bit. She is horribly addicted to pot (like, she admits it) in a state where it's not legal, and I'm concerned she'll face legal repercussions eventually. She also dates an absolute lowlife asshole, but they've been together for a very long time, and I just worry about how that might damage her later down the road. Do you get enough sleep? God, it never feels like it. What’s something you wish you would have known sooner? That college wouldn't work for me. Like, I dropped out of three. I do NOT want to know the debt I'm in. What’s the next big project you plan to start? Idk. Possibly something for Girt's birthday because Mom really pissed me off and doesn't want to spend *any*thing to help me get something for him. Is that bad on my end? Like she pointed out he knows I don't work, but like... come on. He's my bf, one of my greatest friends ever, and you can't spare anything? I really don't know if that's selfish or not; it's just that if I get him nothing, I will feel like ACTUAL garbage. So making something may just be my only option. I just dunno what... Do you think you were cute in your baby pictures? omg yes, idk what happened Do you remember pre-school? A lot of it, yes. My long-term memory is pretty damn amazing. Would you allow your children to date prior to 16? Yes. Does your town have a farmer’s market? I think so? Which app on your phone do you tend to get the most notifications from? Pokemon GO, lol. How old were you when you met your current best friend? Around 11. What is something you gave up on after many failed attempts? Photography is coming real fuckin close. I've been trying to go somewhere with that for YEARS. Would you rather read a book, or listen to the audiobook? Physically read. I think my attention would stray listening to an audiobook. Do you think tomorrow will be a better day than today? It's possible, idk. I had a doctor's appointment today that absolutely slaughtered my mood, so I feel fucking horrific, but Girt is also coming over today, and I'm sure he'll cheer me up. I won't see him tomorrow, so that's a bummer. With which friend are you most likely to share a secret? Sara. What is the last thing you complained about? It's hot as shit outside. Is there a show you swear that you will never watch? 13 Reasons Why. What was the last topic that you ranted about? Anti-vax bullshit. Who is the most sensitive person that you know? Bitch, me. Have you ever had a tooth (or teeth) pulled? No. What did you do last Halloween? Literally nothing on the actual holiday. :/ Fire drills: Did you ever wish they were real… just once? ... To get out of school, yes. :x What was the last thing that you felt strongly about? I am still positively livid about Texas' "heartbeat bill." Fuck that place and fuck that law. What is one insecurity you have about your body? Um, everything???? What is one part of your body that you are proud of? Nothing????

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danksimstho · 3 years

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Johnny invited Ophelia, Ripp, Chloe, Lola, Pascal, Lazlo, Vidcund, and River Smith, but only Ophelia, Ripp, and River showed up. It was a small party, but his Mom and Dad we’re there. Jill was loving the party, not letting herself think about Johnny’s approaching departure.

After spending time cavorting with his family Johnny went out to the porch and found his guests. He chatted with Ripp and Ophelia on the porch while River went on in and danced with Jill.

Eventually Johnny had to vent all his nervous energy so he asked Ripp to dance. He was paying particular attention to Ripp since he was planning on moving in with Ophelia in college, so he knew this time with Ripp was important.

They played video games and Johnny was awesome with them as always. Ripp never complained about not knowing the game, he just smiled along and enjoyed playing with his friend.

Ophelia had just gotten a big style change, thanks to moving on campus. She had a bit of her aunt’s money to rent out student housing and she already used some of it on hair extensions and getting someone to braid them. Johnny and Ripp thought she looked so hot they were almost intimidated. She had also reached a growth spurt and was tall and fierce. She looked so confident you couldn’t tell she had bad anxiety and was worried about why her boyfriend was seemingly distancing from her.

“Are you gonna miss your sister?”

“Yeah, I might miss her most of all. Who’s gonna pick on her if I’m not around? Who’s gonna stick up for her? Who’s gonna teach her all the stuff a big brother does? I hope they invite me over often.”

“You’re gonna miss her more than me?” Ripp asked. “You bet your sorry ass I am! She’s my sister! I love her to bits!”

“I’m sure its gonna be hard on her without you. I know its gonna be harder on me and Buck now that Tank’s off to college.”

“Tank went to college? Where to?”

“La Fiesta Tech.”

“Damn, that’s the same one me and Phe are going to. I’ll probably see him around, then.”

“Well at least you’re in student housing, so he won’t be at your dorm.”

“True.”

The party ended and the guests went home, so Johnny hugged his father goodbye and Jenny waved him off as Ophelia joined him in the taxi.

“I’m so happy you’re here.” Said Ophelia. “I was really nervous living on my own. I’m not used to the quiet. It’s so much warmer in this house, I haven’t shivered in my sleep. There’s not much in the house but I’d still like to show you where everything is.”

“Sure babe. I think I’m gonna love living here. I mean, you’re here, right? What could be better?”

“Just check out the rug under the bed! I know how you love sports cars…”

She lead Johnny to the bedroom and showed him where she put everything, then she brought him to the bathroom and showed him his toothbrush.

“Dear Diary” He began. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? It’s been so long that I aged up and moved out to college. I’m in my first semester at La Fiesta Tech and I’m living with my highschool girlfriend, Ophelia. You remember her. After Ophelia stepped up her look I decided to wear something less baggy. “This sounds silly but I didn’t want people to think I was her loser boyfriend. There’s another alien here, I caught sight of her on campus. She had short black hair and long winged eyeliner. Even more strange, she had alien eyes. But it’s Strangetown, or well, near it anyway. The campus on a whole seems pretty Liberal, comprised of a fair amount of counter-cultural students. I think I’ll fit in great here, although I might need to set up a better space for outdoor parties.

“Whenever we get the chance I think I’d like to go clubbing. There’s a lot of community lots around here for the students to gather and I love meeting new people. Plus, there’s dancing, and I’m wild about that. “I heard there was a breakdancing club somewhere on campus? Maybe I can get into that at home. These student loans are kind of crushing us, though. I’d love to get a job but there’s not really time for one. Maybe I can write home for some more money.

“I found out mom quit her job on my birthday. How are they gonna take care of Jill with two stay at home parents? At least Dad gets retirement checks. Maybe it’ll be alright.”

Ophelia had loved reading ever since she was a kid, escaping into worlds unknown, then coming out with knowledge she could share with others. She thought Literature would be her perfect Major. She navigated to her school’s home page and registered her major.

“Hey honey I just got done registering my major, have you decided on your yet?”

“Nah but I don’t want biology, that’s for sure.”

“Why not?”

“You know, the students might wanna poke n prod at me.”

“What about literature? That way we can have all the same classes.”

“Mmm… Maybe. It was one of my top picks but I’m just not sure yet.”

“That’s cool, you have time to figure it out. Well, as long as you don’t switch mid-way or later.”

“I’ll try to remember that.”

“So… It’s our first night together in our new house.”

“So it is.”

After they talked some more Johnny invited his mother over to see their new place while Ophelia made dinner. She was so proud of him and happy to see him.

“You’re all grown up now!”

“I know, mom.”

“It seems like yesterday you were my baby boy. You looked like a little green squid, your father and I were so worried, but now you’re all grown and healthy and strong.”

He flexed “Yep, super strong! I can beat up any burglar that comes here!”

“Oh I don’t want to think of any burglars! You both barely have anything to steal.”

“That’s kinda rude mom, we’re trying our best.”

“I know, dear, but you should have at least taken your desk from home.”

“Jill uses it more than I do. I thought you could make use of it. I definitely don’t need another bed, me and Ophelia are sleeping together.”

“Oh I suppose you would. But what about Ripp?”

“Huh?”

“I thought he might move in with you after he goes to college.”

“Well, between you and me mom, he’s kind of failing highschool.”

“Oh, that’s a shame. He’s such a talented boy. It must be all those fights he gets in.”

“Err… Well… He’s not exactly picking the fights. He’s being bullied.”

“Have I heard of this bully?”

“I’d rather not say, mom.”

“Alright, alright, don’t tell your mother anything, see what that get’s ya.”

Johnny rolled his eyes.

“You’re so silly mom.”

“I am. Hey, are you too old for a… tickle monster?!”

Soon enough it got late and Johnny and Ophelia retired to bed. The next morning they were both rested but stayed in eachother’s arms to enjoy the morning.

“This is my ‘Phe’s making me Breakfast’ Dance”

“Sweet moves.”

“Thanks. Whatcha cookin’?”

“Toaster pastries. There’s not much in the cabinets unfortunately.”

“Ah. So It’s Pasta and Pancakes, eh?”

“We’d be lucky to get pancakes.”

“I’m used to my dad’s cooking. He was always really good.”

“I bet he had a lot of time at home to work on those skills.”

“You might be surprised. Alien kids can be a real handful.”

“I hope not. I’d like to have some own of mine someday.”

“You would?”

“Yes, I love children, and I love you.”

“Well, I love children too, but… We should give it time.”

“Ideally we’d finish college first.” She said.

“What about Ripp?”

“Are you asking if I want human babies?”

“No! I mean, if Ripp does move in with us, how will that work with kids?”

“I can’t imagine it would be all that different. Could be better than a two parent household. Three heads are better than one.”

“I don’t know if he want’s any. He’s always struck me as the type who can’t be tied down.”

“He loves kids, Johnny. He’s been looking for a proper family ever since his mom left.”

“You too, huh? I mean, when your family died….”

“I don’t want to talk about that.” She frowned. “Food’s ready.”

“I’m sorry, that was insensitive of me. I shouldn’t bring stuff like that up without a warning.”

“Well I talk about it in therapy. I’m excited to get to see my therapist more, now that I’m paying for it.”

“It’s still your aunt’s money.”

“What she doesn’t know won’t kill her.”

“Thanks for the breakfast, by the way.”

“You’re welcome. Do you wanna cook next time?”

“Sure, I’ll cook supper. I need to get better at cooking for class anyway.”

“I don’t need cooking skill for my classes but it might be good for motherhood.”

“Always thinking ahead, my girlfriend.”

“That’s not true. You keep me in the moment.”

They shared a peck.

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#sims story #the sims 2 #strangetown #johnny smith #ripp grunt #ophelia nigmos #sims 2 jro #sorry i didnt finish this i have to upload it because my word document isnt working anymore #sims 2 story

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hermannsthumb · 3 years

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established relationship prompt: "Newton, darling, would you be a dear and eat my arse?"

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HERMANN!!! obvious maybe but not sfw below the cut lmaoooo. WHEW I managed to finish by midnight!

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Birthdays have never really been the sort of thing Hermann has cared much about. Growing up, they were largely uneventful and unexciting, mostly ignored (if not outright forgotten) by his family, and in adulthood mostly ignored and forgotten by Hermann himself. After all, it’s become rather difficult to look forward to the passing of another year when the odds are growing exponentially higher humanity won’t live to see another, and equally difficult to celebrate the extension of one’s life when so many others have been lost. The very notion makes Hermann feel guilty. For those reasons Hermann has never marked his birthday down on a calendar in his time at the Shatterdome in any capacity, nor has he verbally acknowledged it to anyone. Certainly not to Newton.

It makes the hand-drawn card and small cake he finds on his desk the morning of June 9th all the more surprising. He does not need to read the card to know who the gifts are from. Newton’s distinctive handwriting and little crayon-doodled kaijus aside, Newton is quite obviously watching Hermann over his workbench for his reactions as Hermann inspects the cake. “How did you know?” Hermann finally says.

Newton feigns looking up at him in surprise. “Know what?” he says.

Hermann waves the card. “That it’s my,” he pauses, then continues, his mouth curling down with distaste at the word, “birthday?”

“Lucky guess,” Newton says. Hermann taps his finger impatiently on his cane, and Newton begins to tug off his work gloves with an eye roll. “Okay, I maaaaybe snooped through some of your employee records a little while back. But it was for totally valid reasons, dude. Relationship status, number one, birthday number two. How else was I gonna know all the important shit about you?”

“You could’ve asked,” Hermann says. He supposes this must’ve occurred right before Newton approached him in the laboratory a few months ago and asked him if he’d like to have sex. Hermann didn’t regret saying no at the time, and he still doesn’t, really, but he should’ve known Newton would be the…sentimental sort. Too affection-starved to let their convenient arrangement remain just that. At least he hasn’t thrown Hermann a party. “Besides. Did it ever occur to you I was keeping such things private for a reason?”

“You keep everything private,” Newton says. “I don’t even know your favorite color.”

“Most people don’t,” Hermann says.

“Yeah, but, you’re not—” Newton shakes his head, and lowers his voice, “—sleeping with most people. I mean, maybe you are, I don’t know, do whatever you want, man. I just mean—I want to know shit about you. Like your birthday. Since we’re—yeah.”

“I see.” Hermann sniffs. “Well. How terribly considerate of you.”

The sarcasm is unfortunately lost on Newton; he merely preens, and grins at Hermann, happy even to accept the smallest inkling of a compliment. “Yeah, I know. Anyway, what do you want to do tonight?”

Hermann expects he will do what he always does tonight, which is work late, eat dinner (usually cold by the time he clocks out) late, shower (also cold by the time he clocks out), and then go to bed. Though he supposes he’ll have to figure out what to do with the absurd little cake by then, as he doesn’t have a refrigerator in his bunk in which to store it. “Nothing much, I imagine,” he says.

“Really?” Newton says. “I was thinking we could wrap up early and head out somewhere fun for dinner. I was Googling cool places nearby that haven’t been, like, destroyed by kaiju yet. Or we could just get drinks. Or I also have drinks back in my room, and we could order pizza or something, so we don’t have to go out at all.”

“We?” Hermann says. Of course, Hermann ought to have known that sentimentality would also dictate he and Newton spend Hermann’s birthday together. All on account of a few, er, stress-relieving and completely emotionless liaisons every now and then. None of Hermann’s previous sexual partners (a rare handful, but existent nonetheless) have ever insisted on spending his birthday with him, and they’ve certainly never bought Hermann a card or cake, either. It would feel far too—well—intimate. What Hermann would only expect from a long-term partner. It’s really rather presumptuous of Newton to assume Hermann has any interest in celebrating with him. “Newton, really, it’s not—”

“Or we don’t have to have dinner at all,” Newton says quickly. “You could come over, and we can just…”

Do what they typically do when Hermann goes to Newton’s bunk, he expects. Hermann clears his throat. “You really have done quite enough for me already today,” he says. "I don't think—well—" He fidgets, scraping his cane across the floor, glancing back down at the cake and card. Newton has clearly handmade the cake as well: the frosting is colored a rather eye-searing shade of blue, layered on messily, and the Happy Birthday Hermann! written in yellow across it is cramped at the end, as if Newton did a poor job of space management. It is rather sweet of him. Hermann finds his heart softening just a bit towards his odd lab partner. "Oh, alright," he says, and Newton perks up happily. "But I'd rather not do anything too, er, fancy for dinner."

"Ha!" Newton says. "Awesome! Come over at six?"

Six means that Hermann will have to leave the laboratory no later than fifty-thirty if he wishes to shower and prepare himself for any sort of activity that may arise between them while they sit alone in Newton's bunk. Five-fifteen, if Hermann is being realistic, as he knows he will spend at least twenty minutes fussing over his appearance (wondering if he ought to shave away the few almost-clear pieces of stubble on his chin, smoothing back his hair, critically eyeing up his bony chest) as he always does upon the evenings when Newton invites him over. Hermann would like to protest and remind Newton that he does need to get some work done, but he really can't find it in himself, especially not when he knows Newton will put up a fuss and try to argue Hermann out of it anyway. "Six," Hermann agrees. He supposes he could use an early night in. Besides, it might be nice to treat his birthday as something special this year.

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Hermann arrives at Newton's bunk promptly at six. In lieu of dinner, which Hermann did not really expect they would be having, Newton (stripped down to a faded pair of boxer shorts and a white undershirt) leads Hermann over to his bed, sets his cane aside, lays him on his back, and begins to kiss him before either of them exchange a single word. It's rather more gently than Hermann is used to from Newton. Their liaisons are typically of the fast and rough sort, spurned on by fierce arguments and a need to outdo each other in everything, even sex. He can't say gentle doesn't feel nice. "What do you want to do?" Newton mumbles against his mouth.

"Do?" Hermann says. Are they not already doing something?

As Newton begins to kiss and stroke his fingers across Hermann's neck, Hermann finds his gaze wandering to the cinderblock ceiling of Newton's bunk. Everything feels rather nice and hazy. Newton's skin is warm and still slightly damp from a shower of his own, and each time Hermann inhales, he is nearly overwhelmed by the strong scent of Newton's body wash, unique, as far as Hermann knows, to only him on the Shatterdome base. Newton scorns the standard PPDC-issued kind, claiming that it irritates his skin, and so orders his own online once every few months. A funny little habit of his. Hermann is far less picky. "You're the birthday boy," Newton says. He flicks open Hermann's top button and nips at his collarbone. "Do you want to fuck me tonight? Or I could fuck you?" He speaks in short bursts, sentences stolen between pecks to Hermann's lips and punctuated by further nips to Hermann's throat. "I know we've only done it those ways a few times. But it's, like, a special occasion. And we have lots of time. I got new lube. Just in case. It got good reviews online?"

Hermann shivers pleasantly each time Newton says fuck. Newton's voice is far from sensual, Hermann must admit, but he is bold in voicing those sorts of desires in a way Hermann could never hope to be, and so it affects him as if Newton had purred the words. He secretly loves how crass Newton can be in bed—begging Hermann to fuck him harder, telling Hermann how much he loves fucking him, gripping at Hermann's hair and whining fuck, fuck, fuck while Hermann works his mouth over Newton as best he can. Hermann is not sure what he wants, and he's not sure what he wants from Newton tonight, either. "I don't know," he confesses. Newton kisses his mouth again, pressing his tongue in clumsily, and Hermann's eyelids flutter, the ceiling growing hazy. "Newton," he groans.

Newton's breaths are coming out in short, excited pants, and his fingers fumble over the next button on Hermann's shirt. Hermann suddenly feels foolish for changing into a fresh shirt and pair of slacks after his shower and not just his pajamas as Newton has. Foolish, and impatient with himself. It'll take Newton longer to strip him down to his bare skin.

"If you don't want to do all that I could just jerk us off a little," Newton says. He inches his hand down to the front of Hermann's slacks, rubbing against Hermann's zipper as clumsily as he'd kissed him. It's far too rough and graceless to be truly arousing, but it's Newton doing it to him, so Hermann pushes into his palm anyway. He feels Newton smile against his skin. "Or anything. Seriously. I wanna, like, make you feel good."

At once Hermann knows what he wants, and the need for it seizes him so tightly that he flushes brilliantly and bites down on his lip to keep from blurting it out and making a fool of himself. (It would hardly be healthy for Newton's already inflated ego if he knew just how badly Hermann wants him.) Newton has done it for him only two or three—well, three or four—times before, and each time has left Hermann an incoherent, trembling wreck upon the sheets. And no one does it to him the way Newton does; their arrangement is not technically monogamous, as that would require an admission of deeper feelings which neither of them are willing to make (and which are entirely nonexistent on Hermann's part), but Hermann has long since stopped seeking sex from anyone but Newton after a disappointing experience with a handsome j-tech who simply had no idea how to use his mouth effectively. Hermann likes to think Newton's is more skilled for the sheer fact that he never stops running it. "Newton," he says, falsely calm, stammering only slightly when Newton gropes at the length of his prick through his layers. "Newton, would you—would you be a dear, and eat my arse? Of course," he adds in a rush, "if it's too much trouble, don't—"

"Dude, of course," Newton says, smiling down so sweetly at Hermann that Hermann's heart twists in his chest. "No problem. I have the extra pillows in my closet, lemme get them." He slips to his feet, but hesitates. "Do you want to me finish—I mean, like, your shirt, and your pants, and—"

"I can do it," Hermann says.

Newton nods, and stumbles over to his closet to dig around for the spare pillows while Hermann makes fast work of his clothing. He finds himself strangely unwilling to part with his undershirt tonight. Not out of any lack of desire for Newton to see him naked, but rather out of a strange bashfulness at the idea of being fully on display for him. Which is really quite silly of Hermann. Newton has seen him naked countless times, both in his own bed and in the laboratory decontamination shower after some (Newton-induced) accident or another. It is only when Newton returns with the pillows that Hermann finally tosses the undershirt to the floor with the rest of his clothing. He's embarrassed to see his pink flush spreading down his bare chest, and hopes Newton does not notice it. What on Earth is wrong with him tonight? "You look hot," Newton says, sweeping his eyes up and down Hermann's body. He's still wearing his glasses. "Um. Pillows?"

"Yes," Hermann says.

Newton arranges the pillows in the way he and Hermann typically do when they engage in this particular activity, with enough support beneath Hermann's lower back, left hip, and left knee that he won't strain himself. As he parts Hermann's thighs and kneels between them, Hermann suddenly wishes that he was laying on his stomach instead. He does not want to watch Newton, nor does he want Newton to be able to watch him, for he feels twice as aroused and twice as overwhelmed tonight and he's sure neither will help that; the idea of falling apart under Newton's gaze is so tremendously mortifying that he almost asks Newton to turn him over. But then Newton is pressing a kiss to his inner thigh, and dragging his marvelous tongue across the sensitive skin there, behind Hermann's prick... "Oh, Newton," Hermann gasps, and Newton gently tucks Hermann's right leg over his shoulder, "oh, yes, Newton—"

He hides his whimpers behind his left hand as Newton licks and mouths at him hungrily, and fists his right hand in Newton's hair when Newton curls the tip of his tongue and begins to tease at him. "More," Hermann begs, breathless, pressing himself down on Newton's tongue to feel as much of it as he possibly can. His prick is stiff against his stomach. Newton laughs, and Hermann feels it vibrate within him. "Ah—more, please—"

"Uh-huh," Newton says. His glasses are fogging and crooked on his nose, and when he nods they slip down a centimeter. His tongue prods more insistently at Hermann, almost (but not quite) hard enough to breach into him, and Hermann bites down on his knuckles to contain another whimper. Newton hasn't even put a single bloody finger in him yet, and Hermann needs to calm himself down if he wishes to last until he does.

Then Newton sucks at him, moaning, and (his back arching, his eyelids fluttering) Hermann finds himself unable to hold off any longer. He squeezes his thighs on either side of Newton's head and cries out, "Newton—"

Newton swoops up to catch his release in his waiting mouth and swallows it all down. He presses a kiss to Hermann's inner thigh as Hermann trembles and shakes, and Hermann feels rather than hears him mumble something into his skin he can't quite make out. He follows it with another kiss, sweeter than the last, before crawling back up and dropping next to Hermann on the mattress. He watches Hermann catch his breath with soft eyes. "Please," Hermann says when he finds himself able. His voice is terrifically hoarse. "Let me—for you—" He gestures vaguely at the front of Newton's boxers and hopes Newton understands what he means.

But Newton shakes his head. "Nah," he says. "Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it. I know how lazy you get after you finish."

Hermann feels as if he ought to be affronted, but Newton says it with such obvious affection, and strokes his fingers through Hermann's sweat-damp hair so soothingly Hermann can do nothing but lean in to his touch happily. And Newton is not wrong, really. Hermann's eyelids are already beginning to droop. He imagines he'll be dozing any minute now. Newton winds an arm around his shoulders and draws him closer, and Hermann nearly shivers from the warmth his body exudes. "Thank you," Hermann murmurs. He's about to lay his head on Newton's shoulder and allow himself to doze when he realizes he ought to ask for permission first. Newton may still wish to go out to the mess hall and eat dinner, after all, and he may not want Hermann hanging around here. "Er—I don't suppose you would consider letting me sleep here? Only for tonight."

"Of course, dude," Newton says. "Not just tonight, any time you want. Seriously. I'm kinda—well, nevermind." He presses a kiss to Hermann's temple, and Hermann does not find out what he kind of is. "Happy birthday."

"Mm," Hermann says, shutting his eyes.

Newton strokes his hair until he falls asleep.

#newmann #maria's fanfiction tag #not sfw /////#HAPPY BDAY HERMANNNNNN

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Little Mercury protege; AU Alive!Freddie Mercury x Malek!teen reader

*Author’s note*

Okay well guys I didn’t get inspired till Freddie’s birthday had passed, so I know this is late but here is a request I think should’ve been done. To the anon who gave me this request, I hope this is what you were wanting. And I hope to all of you who read this get a thrill out of this :)

Okay warnings; FLUFF. bit of angst, racial discrimination (I mean NO OFFENSE BY THIS if this makes you uncomfortable just skip ahead and don’t read the one scene in question), and just personal opinions on a certain fact of another casting choice (if you belong to team S.B.C playing Freddie, please don’t start a war with me on this okay.)

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Being the daughter of Rami Malek sometimes has its perks. I’ve been going with him to premieres, I’ve seen my dad film some of his shows, but now my dad is about to become a legend as he had just gotten the role of one of my favorite lead singers of Rock and roll. Freddie Mercury.

For the past eight weeks my dad has been in London practicing his piano skills, because he and the rest of the actors would begin to film the first sequence which was the famous Live Aid performance. And since I had to finish up school, he wouldn’t allow me to come visit the set but now that it’s summertime, my jida (grandma) got me my plane ticket to London so that I could visit my dad on set.

After a long night flight, I finally arrived in London and as soon as I came out of the gate, there I saw my dad holding a sign that said.

“Welcome (y/n)” in full decorated lettering colored in with markers, stickers and glitter. Dad smiled at me and said.

“There’s my girl.” I raced over to him and hugged him and he hugged me back just as tightly. “How was the rest of your school year?”

“It was fine.”

“How’d you do on your finals?” I shrugged and he said. “Oh no, no c’mon now don’t you lie to me. You know I could call your uncle Sami to tell me how you did.”

“I passed dad, got all A’s and B’s.”

“Ehh that’s my girl.” He ruffled my hair and kissed the top of my head. “Wait, are you getting taller?” I giggled and he wrapped his arm around me and guided me away from the gate to the luggage claim.

“So how’s piano lessons going dad? You up to Freddie Mercury standards?”

“Well let’s face it no one except maybe Elton John could match Freddie’s piano skills, but I’d say I’m up to it darling.” I fangirled a bit and said.

“God you can’t drop the mannerisms can you?”

“Guess even off camera I find myself doing minor Freddie things.”

“But it’s so awesome that they picked you to play Freddie, I can’t wait to see you in full getup. So are the cast friendly?”

“Yeah we’ve really bonded with each other very well. Especially the band and I. It’s like we’re the new generation of Queen.”

“Who all’s playing the rest of the band?”

“Ahh now that is a surprise.” I whined out. “Don’t pout you’ll meet them once we get to set. We’re gonna film Live Aid later today once the weather’s just right.”

“I can’t wait.”

“I know you can’t. You’ve made me watch that footage every Live Aid anniversary since you became a fan of Queen.” We arrived at baggage claim and we waited till my suitcase finally came out. He grabbed hold of it and guided me out of the airport and the two of us hopped into a car and drove off to set.

Since this was my first time in London, you know as any tourist I had to take pictures of what I could. The Big Ben clocktower, the London Eye, the many statues, everything and anything in between.

Finally after about a 2 and a half hour drive, we finally arrived at an abandoned lot where I could see hundreds of people running around a mock stadium.

“So this is where you guys are gonna be filming?” I asked.

“Just for Live Aid. The original stadium was torn down so our brilliant set design team found this area and built Wembley stadium from the ground up. You’ll get a better look at it once you see if from the front.” I ahhed in understandment and that’s when our car stopped and he said. “You ready to see everyone?”

“A little nervous too.”

“Don’t worry darling, everything will be alright. You trust me?” he held out his hand for me.

It was a common thing he’s done to help ease my nervousness, and yeah we did kinda steal it from Aladdin but hey it works.

“Yes.” I said as I reached out for his hand and he helped me out of the car.

“Just stay close to me and you won’t get lost among the volunteers and workers.” I held his hand and he guided me towards the stadium. We went around it and when I finally got a good look at it, I was just in awe.

“Whoa.”

“Pretty cool huh? So does it look like Wembley stadium?”

“It’s…..it’s like we’re actually there. And you said they built it from the ground up?”

“Yeah. Did it all while the guys and I were practicing our instruments. C’mon I need to get to makeup anyways so might as well show you that during our tour.” He then guided me over away from the stadium and we went into this large van-like trailer and there I saw rows of chairs and makeup areas.

“Ahh Rami glad to see you’re back.” A voice said. When I looked up, I thought I was actually looking at Brian May back during the original live aid. God this guy he—he’s practically Brian.

“Yep, traffic wasn’t too bad getting out of the airport.”

“So is this your daughter?” the Brian look alike asked.

“Yes. (Y/n) this is Gwilym Lee, our actor for Brian May. Gwil this is the light of my life, (Y/n).”

“It’s so good to finally meet you (y/n). Rami would not stop talking about you. I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks.”

“Really, well here I am. And can I just say that you look—exactly like Brian May.” Both my dad and Gwilym chuckled and he said.

“Thank you, I only hope Brian himself approves. I’m told that Queen’s gonna be coming here to watch us perform.”

“Wait—Queen’s coming here? As in all four members?”

“Yep.” Oh shit. “So I hope we all don’t screw up, that’d be the next big disaster.”

“I’m sure we’ll do fine Gwil.”

“Yeah well see you on set. Nice meeting you (y/n).” He and I shook hands with each other and then he left to probably get into wardrobe and costuming.

“Alright Rami, you’re turn.” One of the makeup artists said. My dad sat down and he got fitted into his wig and got his makeup done. It wasn’t until he put the teeth in and the famed mustache, that I swore it was like my father was actually Freddie Mercury and not Rami Malek. Once he was done he turned around and said.

“Well darling what do you think?”

“You look—amazing dad.”

“Thank you, you lovely darling.” Okay now he was really getting the mannerisms done, god I love it when my dad gets committed to a role.

“Right now I need to get into my costume and then we’ll head out to punch a hole in the sky. What do you say dear?”

“Lead the way, Freddie.” I said. He wrapped his arm around me and we were now heading to the costume trailer. He got into the famed Live aid Freddie outfit of the white tank-top, jeans, Adidas black and white sneakers, and the diamond encrusted black armband.

Okay it’s official, I am Freddie Mercury’s daughter.

In full get up my dad had not only acted the part but also looked exactly like Freddie.

We were now heading for the stage where I saw Gwilym talking with another man who wore a should length blonde haired wig and wore the Roger Taylor white shirt and black pants. He was twirling around some drumsticks and that’s when the two of them turned towards us.

“Wow, you look awesome Rami.” The actor playing Roger said.

“Rami? I’m only Freddie darling.” I playfully giggled and rolled my eyes at him.

“And I assume this is your daughter?” he asked again.

“Yep, that’s (y/n). (Y/n) this is Ben Hardy, he’ll be playing Roger Taylor.” Gwilym introduced us.

“It’s great to meet you at last (y/n).” the actor known as Ben held out his hand and we both shook hands. Now I’ll admit I don’t know why they gave him the wrong wig but he did sorta resemble Roger to a degree. I’ll just have to wait and see how he portrays Roger in the film before I make any quick assumptions.

Suddenly I was picked up by the waist and twirled around. I shrieked and told whomever it was that was spinning me around to put me down.

“Ahh now that’s no fun. Is that anyway to treat your favorite uncle?” Oh my god it—it couldn’t be? I quickly turned around to see a big ball of fluffy brown hair but I knew those eyes and that sunshine smile anywhere.

“Uncle Joey!” I exclaimed as I turned and hugged him. He laughed and embraced me in those big arms of his giving me a big bear hug. He laughed as he spun me around and pressed a big kiss to my cheek.

See I had known the famed child actor Joe Mazzello since I was 5 years old. Just shortly after my dad had gotten a role in the HBO series ‘The Pacific’, my mom got into a car accident by a drunk driver and was killed before she even got to the hospital.

I was devastated as was my dad. Since my uncle Sami was too busy to take care of me at the time and figuring out that I needed my father now more than ever, my grandma and auntie sent me to be with my dad.

I was so quiet and barely spoke a word, all I did was just sit far away and cry. It was then I had met Joe, he said he hated seeing kids cry so he tried to make me smile by telling me some jokes of showing me funny cat videos. Amazingly it did make me feel a bit better, at least got me to smile since the accident happened.

As my dad and Joe became closer with each other and soon became best friends, I got to call Joe Mazzello my uncle Joey. And since we were all in New York, anytime my dad had to go away to film something, nine times out of ten Joe was the one to babysit me until my dad got back.

Fun little fact, he’s the one who introduced me to Queen during filming of “The Pacific”. He set me back down and I exclaimed.

“You’re in the film too?!”

“Of course, I thought your dad told you.” I turned to my dad and he briefly broke character as he said.

“I wanted to surprise you. Figured it’d be nice to know that I wasn’t the only one you’d know in this film.”

“So you’re playing John Deacon?”

“Yep, I can’t believe I even made the cut myself, I was stressing out like you wouldn’t believe it. And all they wanted was to hear my accent.”

“God I just gotta say, like Gwilym you—look exactly like John Deacon.”

“I know, so much so that I just had to ask my mom what she was doing in 1983, whether or not she was in London or anything.” I chuckled and hugged him as I said.

“Ahh I’ve missed your dorkiness uncle Joey.”

“Hey it’s not dorkiness, it’s coolness that people wish they could have.” He said as he gave me a playful noogie. “So tell me what’s been up with you in the last two years since I’ve seen you?”

“Well I’m about to go into high school.”

“Get out of town!” he teased.

“No seriously.”

“Oh my god where has the time gone? When I first met you, you were in the middle of kindergarten and now you’re going into big bad high school. Why couldn’t you just stay that adorable little girl that used to hang around my waist and that I could cradle in my arms?” he leaned his forehead against mine and gave me a gentle and loving peck on my nose.

“Sorry uncle Joey, I had to grow up.”

“Noo! I’m Peter Pan and I forbid you from growing up anymore!”

“Alright you big softie layoff her.” Ben said.

“Shut it Benjamin!”

“Okay guys, they’re pulling in now to see the performance. Get into positions.” At this point all four men including my dad were really starting to feel the nerves.

“Who votes for hiding at this point?” asked uncle Joey. All three of them raised their hands and soon we all took off running.

I don’t know how it happened, maybe with a sharp turn or maybe my grip slipped from my uncle Joey’s hand but as we went to hide from the arrival of the band in question, I ended up separated from my dad and his friends.

And since the set was so big, I didn’t know where they could’ve gone. I kept trying to go down a hallway but it only lead me further and further down more corridors and hallways. God the production team wasn’t fooling around when they got every single detail down.

That’s when I bump into someone. I was taken back as I quickly apologized but when I finally looked up to see just who it was that I bumped into, that’s when I just felt the deer in headlights freeze come over me.

For standing there before me was the legend and my number one idol in music, Freddie Mercury. He may have looked much older than he used to back in the day long before my time, his once raven black hair now greying like snow on the road but he still held that famed spark of a true showman even at the age of 70.

“Well hello there darling. A young newbie groupie welcoming committee.” He said with that famed smile of his. He gently ruffled my hair which made me blush but I couldn’t help but smile. But it wasn’t until I noticed that he was also referring to my Queen t-shirt that uncle Joey got me as a birthday present last year and I wrapped my arms around the pictured embarrassed.

“Now, now there’s no need to be ashamed love. It just means you’ve got good taste.” Roger spoke up.

“Alright you two no need to embarrass the girl further.” Deacy said. It was then Brian stepped up and asked me.

“What’s your name love?” Oh my god Brian May just called me love. Though I’ll never admit it, when I was little I did have a bit of a crush viewing some of Brian’s old videos.

“(Y/n). (Y/n) Malek.” I said shyly.

“Malek? You don’t mean like the same Malek dear that’s playing me would it?” I nodded and he said, “Oh that’s perfect. Have you any idea where your father is (y/n) dear?” I shrugged.

“I—I sorta lost them I guess.”

“They wouldn’t happen to be hiding from us would they?” asked Roger. I shrugged and remained silent.

“Well I think we’ve got the perfect leverage to get them out, wouldn’t you agree lads?” Deacy said. Oh I did not like where this was going.

I was then guided by the four senior band members up onto the actual stage where I saw crew members running about and extras getting their markers on where each person should stand.

“So we came across this lovely young lady while getting the layout backstage, and I know she was in proximity to the young actors portraying us.” Freddie exclaimed loud enough so that the people on stage could hear.

“And we did come such a long way it’d be a shame to not see the young men in full shtick after taking such time off our hands.” Brian said.

“So if you young boys would kindly come out we’d greatly appreciate it.” Answered Deacy.

“If not then we’ll just keep the girl hostage until you lot decide to come out.” Roger playfully threatened.

“NO DON’T TAKE HER!! SHE’S JUST A CHILD TAKE ME INSTEAD!!” I heard my uncle Joey proclaim. It was then coming out from behind the flaps of the stage, were my dad, uncle Joey and Gwilym and Ben.

“Ahh so there they are. Knew using this lovely darling would get you four to come out of hiding.” Freddie teased which caused all the guys to blush or look away.

The four legends of Rock and roll then walked up towards their counterparts and studied them carefully. Brian looked like he had went through a time relapse as he stared at Gwilym Lee.

“Bloody hell it’s like looking at me former self, but….” He then began adjusting the hairline of the curls slightly as he said, “The curls actually go this way.” I softly giggled and that’s when I noticed John Deacon stand before my uncle.

“Not bad, I must say you—you definitely resemble me to a T.”

“Believe me Mr. John Deacon sir I—I couldn’t even believe it myself, but the second the wig came on it was—mind blowing.” John smiled and said.

“It’s almost like in a way you’re a long lost child of mine.” Right? Roger was looking at Ben and he even agreed there were some critics but he knew it wasn’t Ben’s fault, mostly blame hair and makeup but Roger did give his sign of approval. But when he said he couldn’t wait to hear Ben play the drums, that’s when I noticed Ben went a bit pale.

And now the moment of truth was when I turned towards my dad to see Freddie circling around him like a lion circling its prey.

“A bit skinner than I was, different eye color but hell I always wanted to have blue eyes. But like Brian and Deacy they chose the right one. At least you’re a lot better than that previous actor they tried to get to play me. God what an arsehole.”

“It’s an honor Freddie Mercury, I know I wasn’t the best choice but—”

“Oh don’t be so humble Rami darling. You already look the part, now I look forward to seeing you act the part. Cause of course no one is as outrageous as me.”

“Alright lads. We’re all set up. We’re ready to film the entire Live Aid sequence from start to finish.” Dexter came up with his cup of coffee.

“Go kill em boys.” Brian wished them all good luck. Dad came up to me and he gave me a hug and a kiss.

“Ready to see Live Aid?”

“I’ve been waiting nine years to see this dad. You guys are gonna kill it out there.” The guys went behind the flaps for their cue to rush on out, but then just before I could step aside in the wings to watch that’s when Freddie said to me.

“Hold on darling, come down and watch it with us. You’ll get a much better angle than from the stage.”

“Ohh I couldn’t impose on you four I—”

“Nonsense love, c’mon I know your dad would want to see you clearly as he performs.” Roger insisted. Okay who was I to deny them? I then walked down the steps with them and we watched at the lower level of the stage as everyone was getting into their final places.

“Alright guys full run through. No stopping. Extras cue your cheering!” The crowd began to cheer. “Sound! Roll camera. And……action!” Soon my dad and the rest of the band came running out on stage causing the cheering to go louder. I even cheered along as I took out my phone and couldn’t help but take a few pictures of my dad, uncle and their new friends in full getup.

Then the run through began. Even with the actual audio from Live Aid rolling since my dad couldn’t sing a tune, it was still amazing to see him actually playing the piano of Bohemian Rhapsody and uncle Joey playing the bass.

I briefly turned to look at the four rock gods and they all looked amazed, it was like they had jumped back in time to see their greatest performance for themselves. Brian especially couldn’t believe his eyes and same thing with Freddie.

As promised by Dexter it was the full run through of Live Aid. Once Radio Gaga came on, I couldn’t help but participate in the claps, and I noticed that not only the extras but some of the crew members who were behind the stage or even behind the camera were participating.

The Aye-oh’s, Hammer to fall, Crazy little thing called love, We will rock you, and We are the champions. And just seeing my dad up there becoming Freddie Mercury, it was unbelievable.

The dedication he had put in to becoming this legend whom I have always looked up to throughout my whole life.

By the end of the run through, I was cheering so loudly that if I were to turn around along with them applauding for a well performed first take, Queen was smiling at me seeing my excitement and pure joy.

When the guys walked backstage, I immediately raced over once Dexter called cut to find my dad. Once I spotted him I immediately raced over to him and glomped him in a hug.

“That was amazing daddy! You guys slayed it!”

“Thank you baby girl.”

“You were amazing up there.”

“Well that’s because I knew you were watching.” I giggled and hugged him again.

“Ohh I see go hug your dad but no love for your uncle.” Joe teased.

“Ohh uncle Joey.”

“No, no, no I see how it is. I’ll just continue to go through the film being neglected from my favorite snuggle-cuddle bunny.” He said as he crossed his arms over his chest, turning his back on me.

“Snuggle-cuddle bunny?” Ben and Gwilym gaped.

“Yeah see when she was just five during our filming of the Pacific whenever she got too tired, she’d always cuddle up close to me. And since she always had this pink bunny wherever she went I dubbed her snuggle-cuddle bunny.” I blushed embarrassedly.

“I will cling onto you for the rest of the time I’m here if you take that back.” I pleaded.

“Not a chance kidda-roo.” He pulled me into his arm and playfully gave me a noogie.

“Well done boys, that was phenomenal.” We turned around to see all four members of Queen standing before us.

“They definitely chose the right boys for the job. I can’t wait to see what else we’ve got planned here.” Roger said.

“Seeing that performance brought me back to the real Live Aid concert. Well done lads.” Said John with a warm smile.

“You four lovely darlings. It’s like you four were born for the stage, just like all of us. Work your magic just right and you could be the next generation of Queen. You look the part and now you sound the part. Especially you Rami you beautiful darling.” Freddie then walked up to my dad and gave him two kisses, one on each cheek.

From then on the filming commenced with the final approval of Queen seeing my dad and the rest of the cast in full shtick.

As the weeks went on and they were starting to film the Rockfield farm scenes, I was in the building since everyone was on a break before filming would begin. I sat down by the piano and lightly stroked the keys.

I then raised my hands and I played the first Queen song I had ever learned “Somebody to love”. I did a bit of vocalizing before finally singing the song.

Each morning I get up I die a little Can barely stand on my feet Take a look in the mirror and cry Lord, what you're doing to me I’ve spent all my years in believing you But I just can't get no relief, Lord! Somebody (somebody) somebody (somebody) Can anybody find me somebody to love?

“I know you’ve got more soul than that darling.” I ceased my playing to see Freddie standing behind me. He walked over and sat on the piano bench beside me and continued, “Don’t hold back, let it out.” He then picked the song back up and stared at me nodding for me to go on.

I went straight to the bridge where I would usually give the song as much soul as I could.

Got no feel, I got no rhythm I just keep losing my beat I'm OK, I'm alright I ain't gonna face no defeat I just gotta get out of this prison cell One day I'm gonna be free, Lord!

Somebody (somebody) somebody (somebody) Can anybody find me somebody to love?

I guess my nerves made me repeat the last couple lines that really belonged in the first and second verse, but as Freddie nodded along to the song, he looked like a proud teacher watching his student succeed, especially when I made that key change on the ‘love’.

And what was even more amazing; was when Freddie actually joined in singing my favorite Queen song with me. He first played off of my at the beginning but by around the middle, the two of us blended out voices together in perfect sync, while at the same time the two of us were playing the piano.

(She works hard) Everyday (everyday)

I try and I try and I try But everybody wants to put me down They say I'm going crazy They say I got a lot of water in my brain Ah, got no common sense I got nobody left to believe in Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

As he continued playing the piano I quickly grabbed the first guitar I could and began playing Brian’s solo. Not only was I good with the piano, I was also fairly decent with the guitar. I mean I can only play a few songs on guitar but Somebody to love, I could practically play every instrument cause I can just hear the tune in my head.

We then sang the repeated mantra and just to add a little spice I began to vocalize. Going up and sliding perfectly down or going from a low to a high rang. By the end of it, I took over the last two lines.

Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love

Can anybody find me….

*Me*

Somebody to……

Love.

*Both*

Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love

By the end of our playing, all I heard was the sound of an applause. There standing behind us were some of the crew, the producer Graham, Dexter the director, Brian, Deacy, Roger, my dad and the rest of the cast.

Freddie stood up and gestured towards me and the applause seemed to get louder. I even heard some whistles that you could only hear at a rock concert.

That’s when my dad came over to me and embraced me as tight as he could and peppered kisses all over my face, repeatedly telling me he was so proud of me.

Later on that day I was out on the deck sitting on the stoop of the house.

“I was wondering where you had gone off to since our duet. Figured you’d want to be basking in the praises.” I smiled and said.

“I don’t want to get a big head full of ego. I deal with that at school already from those who think they’re richer than me.”

“I understand that well darling. Little children can be bastards can’t they?” I hummed in agreement. “You really do have an amazing gift (y/n). Why don’t you share it with those who don’t know you?” I looked down solemnly.

“Well Freddie…..how can one share their gift when they look like me?”

“What the fuck are you talking about dear? All I see in front of me is a blossoming young woman who is not only beautiful but talented as well.”

“It’s not about beauty Fred, I know I’m beautiful it’s just….I’m the wrong skin color.” He paused and just stared at me, urging me to go on. “I—I did try to perform once at my 6th grade talent show. But just before I could play I heard one boy cry out ‘why’s the terrorist playing the piano? I thought they played bombs?’ It…..it was just after the suspected suicide bomber tried to sneak into the New York subway but was detained and stopped. I couldn’t even perform after hearing that. Took me a whole weeks before I had the courage to go back to school.”

I sniffled and tried not to cry in front of the frontman of Queen. But I felt him rub my back as I continued.

“If middle school was that bad, I can only imagine just how worse high school’s gonna be. My dad was mistreated and bullied during his school year. So that means I will be too, and not just physically but online too possible.” I felt a few tears fall from my face, until a finger wiped them away.

“My darling (y/n). If there’s anything you should listen to me on, it’s this. People can be utter little shits. Some people still stick with the ancient ways of thinking, that if you’re not their skin color then you aren’t worth their time. Believe me, I’ve had racial slurs being shouted at me, both on and off stage. What you can do, is look them in the eye and say fuck you. Because I know who I am. And I don’t let anyone define who I am as a person. Because people who talk down to you like that, have got no future ahead of them. You on the other hand my dear, I could see you getting a gold disk by the time you’re 19 with that voice of yours. Hell you’ll surpass both Elton and I with the way you play the piano.”

“Well I don’t know about that.”

“Of course you will. If Sharon heard you, she’d be begging on her hands and knees to let you perform alongside them.” I looked at him confused. “Oh that’s our drag queen alter egos to each other. I’m Melina and Elton’s Sharon.” I ahhed in understandment. “So darling, you can either do two things; One you can take those comments and let them control your life. Or like your father step out there and show the world just who (Y/n) Malek really is. From how your father’s been portraying me in this film, I have no doubt that that lovely darling is going to win so many awards, including the famed Oscar. And soon enough little girls that are Arabic and Egyptian will look up to you and say when you win your first Grammy ‘is she could do it, so could I’.” I smiled at him and said.

“You really think so?”

“I know so darling. I believe you’re going to go far in the music industry one day. Or whatever you choose in life, it don’t have to be music if you don’t want it to be. But if you are ever interested, when you’re a little older the lads and I would love to have you as an opening act for our tours.”

“Wow that’s—it would be an honor Freddie.”

“You deserve it you lovely darling.” He said as he gingerly ruffled my hair. “Now (y/n) I have to ask you because every fan has expressed this especially through a website called Tumblr.”

“You know Tumblr?”

“Still trying to get a grasp of it, mostly I just look at it for the cat pictures to see if I could get in contact with some good photographers for my lovely children back home.” He fully turned towards me and continued, “Of course you can choose not to answer it. Though I feel like if you don’t answer it though, it’ll only prolong…..”

“What is it Fred?” I laughed out.

“Who amongst us four aging Queens do you favor most?”

“Trying to make me be the bad guy.” I mocked.

“I didn’t say that.”

“Well that’s what that question means.”

“No I—just wanted to know if you have a preference.”

“So that you can get a bigger ego if it’s you?”

“So it’s me?”

“No Freddie. You maybe my idol but that doesn’t automatically mean you take the number one spot.”

“So not one of us has that special place in that golden heart of yours?” I lightly scoffed and said.

“Well…..”

“Ah-ha I knew it! So c’mon just tell me. Think of my as one of your little girl friends gossiping in gym class, I won’t squeal I promise.” I groaned as I buried my head into my lap.

He wasn’t gonna let this go, I can feel it. But if I didn’t I knew he’d just keep pestering and pestering until I finally cracked. I then softly muttered the name of my favorite Queen member.

“Huh?”

“Brian.” I muttered slightly louder.

“I’m sorry love you’re gonna have to speak up. Me old ears aren’t what they used to be.” I smelt bullshit on that statement.

“Brian, okay it’s Brian.” I said to him. Freddie grinned and said.

“I sorta had a feeling. You always seem a bit more shyer than Deacy whenever our smart animal loving, spaceman guitarist is around.”

“Just promise me you won’t say anything to him!” I pleaded.

“No worries darling, my lips are sealed.” I sighed with relief. “Now how’s about I teach you how to play Bohemian rhapsody? Your uncle Joe told me of how you once tried to play it but couldn’t get the keys right.” He stood up and held his hand out to me.

I took it and he lead me towards the other side house where my dad would be playing the song in question for a brief moment in the film.

I’ll say that never did I imagine that I would get an actual piano lesson from the Queen legend himself. But here I am at the piano with Freddie Mercury sitting beside me teaching me how to play his famed song, the baby that changed the way music was ever made forever.

However little did I know of the ultimate embarrassment that I would have within the next couple of days. Right now everyone was filming the guitar solo recording as well as the operatic session of Bohemian Rhapsody.

But what was fun was that we actually got the real Brian May to step in while uncle Gwil stepped aside and we allowed Brian to play his guitar solo in the song, just for the fun of it.

I was in awe as I leaned against the arm of my chair and just let Brian’s red special take me away on a flight across the galaxy. When the solo ended, uncle Gwil stepped back into the shot and I heard my dad say as Freddie.

“That’s brilliant. I love that.”

“So now what?” asked Gwil as Brian. My dad took a beat before saying,

“The operatic session.” Both uncle Gwil and Brian May nodded as I could hear Gwil say.

“Ahh the operatic session. Good.”

“Of course.” Brian spoke in the same tone as Gwilym did.

Oh god it was so uncanny of how similar these two were at this point. They definitely chose the right actor to play my favorite Queen member.

When break time came around and I was getting a snack from the snack table and drinking some water. I soon heard a voice say.

“Hello (y/n).” I choked briefly on my water as I turned to see Brian standing there. “Sorry love I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“It’s okay. Just went down the wrong pipe is all. I’m-I’m-I’m-I’m good. What—what are you I mean….” Oh god why am I so starstruck right now in front of him. You’re making a fool of yourself (y/n)!

“It’s okay (y/n). There’s no need to be shy around me. Beyond the titles and glamour I’m just like every other man my age.” Yeah except the fact that you’re not only a rock god but a brilliant astrophysicist as well as animal organizer.

That’s one of the main reasons why I had followed his Instagram because I loved getting the updates on all the animals he posts up and interacts with.

“So what do you think of the film so far?” he asked me as he took a seat beside me on the empty chair.

“It’s amazing. I mean I’ve been to sets before with my dad like the Mr. Robot, the Pacific where I met uncle Joey over there, but this—this is unlike anything I’ve seen. And just the fact that you guys are allowing young fans like me to see your story from the beginning.”

“Yeah we were on the fence about but we knew that if we all didn’t get involved with the project then it wouldn’t get done right.”

“I’m glad you guys get to come visit whenever you’re not busy doing your concerts.” I shyly admitted.

“Well thank you (y/n), that’s very sweet of you to say.” I lightly blushed and twirled my water bottle around letting the water spin around. “You know funny thing Fred told me the other day. He said he had talked to you and asked you about who your favorite Queen member was.”

Oh fuck no.

“FREDDIE!!” I screamed as loudly as I could. It was the both my dad and the real Freddie peeked out from behind the booth saying.

“Yes?”

“I mean the real Freddie dad! Why did you tell him!? You swore you wouldn’t!?”

“Word of the wise darling, never trust me with a juicy secret. Especially when it regards to secret crushes or fancies.” I groaned and felt my face glow red in embarrassment.

“Aww (y/n) look at you, you’re like a little pouty tomato.” Uncle Joey teased in his John Deacon get up. I turned away and hid my face as the guys all continued to awe at me. It was then I was brought into a big but gentle bear hug from Brian himself as he said.

“No need to be embarrassed love. I��m flattered.”

“Okay that’s it, this calls for a photo it’s too damn adorable.” Uncle Joey proclaimed.

“Took the words right out of my mouth, Joe.” My dad said. I was humiliated! Soon enough pretty much everyone of the guys needed a picture of this but that’s when Ben said.

“Wait! I’ve got a better idea. Gwil get in there.”

“Ooo good thinking Benjamin, what’s better than one Brian May?” uncle Joey awed.

“Two Brian Mays!” they both exclaimed.

“I hate you guys!” I whined out.

“Now, now mind your uncles (y/n) they mean well.” Brian said to me.

“Besides, we’re always happy to indulge our number one fan.” Gwil spoke as Brian.

“Great minds think alike.” Praised Brian. Soon I had uncle Gwil to my left and the real Brian May to my right. Each of them had their arms wrapped around me and leaned down against me as everyone took out their phones.

Suddenly I felt both of them kiss each side of my cheeks and that’s when my heart really sped up and I felt like I was gonna explode. But of course everyone just awed at how adorable I was.

“Oh my god (n/n) you look so freakin adorable. This is so going on my Instagram.” Uncle Joey said.

“Post that pic and you’re dead Mazzello!” I threatened. I then chased after him and he took off running. “Give me that phone! You’re dead Mazzello!”

“Jesus someone get this raptor off of me!” I managed to hop onto his back and reach for his phone but he kept drifting left or right trying to avoid my reach as his arm extended as far as he would allow it.

As the summer began to draw to a close, unfortunately I couldn’t stay in England anymore because I was about to go back to school in just four weeks.

So a week just before open house started, I had gotten my ticket and was ready to take the non-stop flight from London back to New York.

My dad, uncle Joey and newly deemed uncle Gwil and uncle Ben as well as Lucy, my dad’s new girlfriend came to bid me a final farewell till the award seasons would begin come around Winter break. I was currently hugging uncle Gwil as he said to me.

“Hope to see you for the award shows love. Good luck in high school.”

“Thanks uncle Gwil.” I then turned to uncle Ben and he said.

“You know you don’t need an invitation, come here.” I giggled and he wrapped me up in his strong arms. “Have a safe flight back to the states love.”

“I will uncle Ben. Send me more videos of your drumming, maybe one with you and Rog together.”

“We’ll try and arrange it.” He gave me a kiss on the top of my head and that’s when uncle Joey said.

“I don’t know whether to feel squishy or be jealous.” We both laughed and I said.

“Don’t worry uncle Joey. You’ll always be my favorite uncle.”

“Oh no I was actually referring to Ben.” I faked a gasp and punched him in the arm making him cry out. “I’m kidding squirt! God you’ve got a strong arm, when did you get so strong?” I rolled my eyes at him and hugged him.

“Bye uncle Joey.”

“See yah soon kiddo. I expect a call every single night and a facetime after your first day of high school. I don’t care what time it’ll be, I will freakin answer it and have these three with me to chat with you about your first day.”

“I’ll call and text you, don’t worry.”

“You better.” He bopped my nose before giving me a long, wet kiss right on my cheek. I groaned and whined out as I wiped away the access spit while he just looked at me all innocently. I then turned to my dad and Lucy.

“Take care of my dad while I’m gone.” I said to Lucy.

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure he doesn’t work himself too hard. It was great to finally meet you (y/n), and thank you for your approval of us.”

“You’ve made my dad happier than I’ve seen him since mom. It’s…..just like Freddie and Mary were, you are the love of his life. And I can see that.” She smiled and the two of us hugged each other before I turned to my dad. He brought me into his arms and he said.

“Be sure to text me as soon as you land okay?”

“I will I promise. Thanks for letting me stay the summer dad. I know you’re gonna do great come award season.”

“All I care about is that you’re proud of me and that you’re happy about the project.”

“I am.” He cupped each side of my face and kissed the center of my forehead.

“Last call for flight 5487621 nonstop to New York City.” We heard over the intercom. I grabbed my bag and bid my family a final farewell and they waved goodbye to me as I handed the gate keeper my ticket and boarding pass.

He accepted it and allowed me to walk in with the flight attendant who would keep an eye on me throughout the flight since I was an unaccompanied minor.

She lead me to my seat and helped put my luggage up along the ceiling console.

“If you need anything else, just ask for the name Tabitha.”

“Thank you Tabitha.” I thanked her and she smiled as she walked off. I then went into my purse to take out my phone to turn it off but before I did, I noticed a group chat with four numbers I didn’t recognize. I unlocked my phone using my passcode and opened up my messages to see the following.

Hello (y/n), this is John Deacon. I hope you have a safe flight. It was wonderful to getting to know you, and you have so much talent to give to the world. Good luck with your final young years of school before you move on to university. I know you’ll soon go far in life if you stay as you are.

And….Always be happy 😊

I smiled as I read the next message under that.

Hey lovie,

It was so great to meet you, you’re sweet, loving, and have an ear for talent. Thank you for being a fan of ours and for always supporting us. You’re an amazing kid (sometimes I wish my own were like you at your age hehehe) anyways thank you for coming to visit us and see the filming. You made our days brighter whenever you were on set. Good luck with high school and crush all those bastards who think you can’t make it. I’ve got a solo single coming out soon and you shall receive the first copy signed by yours truly.

Rock hard and….havealovely flight, bye 😉 Roger Taylor

He even gave me the drum emoji and I couldn’t help but smile as his final farewell sounded like the old fan club message they gave in 1991. I scrolled down again and I saw the next message.

Hello (y/n)

I hope you have a safe flight back to the US and that you enjoyed seeing London for the first time. It was great to meet you and as the previous two have said, you are talented. I know eventually you’ll make it big in whatever you do.

Also thanks for the lovely support you’ve helped given to some of my animal organizations, I greatly appreciate it. You are a kind soul and I know that you’ll grow up to be an even kinder young woman. Lots of love from me and safe journeys home my number 1 fan.

-Bri.

I blushed. God I still can’t believe Fred tattled on me about my secret girl crush on Brian. That was going to loom over me for the rest of my life, especially since he had sent a copy of the picture of him, Gwil and me with that double cheek kiss and my ugly shocked face. Then finally I read the last message who I already had an idea by now of who it was from.

My little protégé *sparkles emoji*

I had a wonderful time of not only getting to know your lovely father, but his radiant daughter as well. You Maleks are gonna go far in life. Thank you for gifting us with your sunshine aurora and bubbly personality.

If you keep believing in yourself and face each day with courage and pride about who you are, you’re gonna slay them all and even break some hearts along the way. (And if any break yours first, you just let me know and I’ll sort it out darling)

Have a lovely trip back home and I hope you come to see us at our next concert in Madison Square Garden after all this award seasonal shit is done.

Keep smiling and lots of love and hugs

Freddie Fucking Mercury *heart eyes, kisses emojis*

I smiled and held my phone close to my heart.

“Excuse me Ms. Malek, we’re about to start taking off, may I please ask you to turn off your phone.” I nodded but not before quickly making a screenshot of the messages from each of the band members and saving it to my phone.

Separately labeling it as POSITIVE FEEDBACK. I then turned off my phone and prepared for a long flight back to the states to meet with uncle Sami since the high school I was going to was the one he teaches at.

As we took off into the air I kept thinking to myself of all the great memories I had with my family and couldn’t believe that even meeting the band that I have loved for almost ten years now. They treated me like I was part of the cast family.

And I will take that with me to my grave.

*Extended ending*

“And the winner is…..Rami Malek!” I cheered as loudly as I could as tears of happiness came running down my face. Sitting with my uncles Joe, Gwil and Ben as well as other cast and crew members of the film we all stood up and cheered as Allison Janey and Gary Oldman presented my dad with the Oscar for Best Actor for Bohemian Rhapsody.

I hugged my uncle Joey as he lifted me off the ground and I kissed his cheek and he peppered kisses all over me. Uncle Gwil wrapped me in his arms and uncle Ben hugged me from behind and kissed the back of my head as we all tried to calm down so we could hear my dad’s speech.

God he deserved this. Golden globe, Emmy, BAFTA, SAG, AACTA and now Oscar winner. Not only was this is first Oscar nomination and award, but he would forever be known as the first ever Arabic actor to win an Academy award.

“And one final shout out to a very special young lady who is out there somewhere with the rest of my cast. This award also goes out to my beautiful daughter who is now starting to figure out her own identity as she marches towards the final steps of life. This award goes out to her, to show her that if I can do it, then so can she. I love you my baby girl, thank you for believing in me. For being my number one fan forever and always. And I love you 3000 my heart.” He blew a kiss towards the camera and I couldn’t help but cry.

I felt uncle Joey wrap his arm around me as he rubbed my arm up and down, leaning his head against mine placing a kiss on top of it.

“I love you 3000 too baba.”

At the afterparty when my dad came in after doing some interviews, we all cheered and the first one to glomp him in a hug was uncle Joey. They patted each other’s backs in a brotherly manner before Gwil and Ben stepped in and the four of them group hugged with each other.

“Where is she?” asked my dad.

“I’m here baba.” I said. He smiled widely and came over to me and immediately hugged me.

“You did it dad, you’re a champion.”

“No lovebug, we are the champions.” I smiled and buried my face into his neck as he placed his hand behind my head and he just held onto me.

Being the daughter of Rami Malek would soon change my life after the Oscars. Now that everyone knew my dad’s name, he was going to go on to do bigger and bigger things. Like just recently he’s been named the James Bond villain. And now his famed show Mr. Robot is coming to an end.

But even through the bigger fame to his name, he still remained as humble as ever and still managed to make time for me as I continued on throughout my high school years.

And when the time came for me to graduate I saw all my uncles, my dad, auntie, grandma, on Instagram live (curtest of uncle Joey) I knew Queen was watching from all the way across the sea, and my new stepmom Lucy all cheering for me as I was given my diploma.

Yeah, life was good. And I sure as hell had a pretty cool dad to be there for me whenever I need him.

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