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MIKE FAIST CONTENT Y'ALL

Another film with my baby

"The Atlantic City Story – Teaser Trailer (2020)" en YouTube

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Request by: @_PituC_ [on wattpad]

Blood flew past me as I dove to the ground. Pieces of the wall crumbled around me. That was close. I had woken up by the loud sounds of metal against metal. We had been working so hard. All night for the upcoming party. The breads must have burned while I had slept. The baker was going to kill me. I only decided to help out because I always took a nap in the kitchen. The place was much warmer than my room. The smells were amazing to wake up to each time again. I must have fallen asleep while waiting for the breads to be pre baked. That was the secret of or baker. He pre baked everything. It made the breads better somehow. I never understood it. That was why I never had the skill to become a baker.

"Don't let anyone get away!" Someone yelled. I ran between the pieces of the walls. They building was probably being attacked from the outside. I took a sharp turn. That was it. The painting. I needed to get to that ugly painting on the end of that horrible hallway. That wasn't a normal painting. And only royals knew that. Not even the knights knew. I turned the corner. That was the mistake I made. I turned the corner without watching. My whole body was slammed against the ground. Someone pushed their feet against my body, forcing it to the floor. Whoever it was, this person was strong.

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That was all I remembered from that awful day. Each morning I woke up with that imagine as a horrible start of my day. And the loud noises of screaming. The please I had called home had been burned to the ground and almost everyone was either killed or captured. I had no idea if my parents knew the kingdom had been attacked. I had no idea if they knew I was still alive. I had so much luck. The baker had put me in a uniform the night before. It saved my life. The people who had taken us all were not the smartest. They thought they had killed me. Instead they had killed some random maid who had been in my room at the wrong time. I had felt horrible for weeks about it. When I had seen a girl being tortured in front of my own eyes, my mind changed. This was about surviving. Getting a way out of here. They thought of me as a random bakers apprentice. Just some nobody who had taken care of breakfast. I passed as one random person as well. Only everyone around me knew different. They all knew who I was. Who I still am. I tried my best to survive. Keep my mouth shut and do what I needed to do.

"Everyone up!" A loud metal sound followed. Something was different this morning. Mostly we would hear the screaming stop. now the screaming continued. This was a different day. They had changed. Two guards stopped at my gate. They threw the door open and tugged me by my shackles. The big chain was pulled from the hallway. Oh no. This was bad. This chain was only pulled once before. This meant we were going somewhere horrible. The torture camber. We wold have to wait in line for hours upon hours. This was what hell looked like. The chain was locked to my shackles. With a hard thug, I was forced to move forward. Whatever you do.. do not look back. Never.

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The walk there had not been bad. It was. A long one, but it was outside. Away from the stuffy cage I now called home. At least I saw some trees. Nature had been my favourite. I wanted to see the clouds. The way they slowly seemed to move around. Maybe one day. One day I would see them again. Not today. Today all I could see was blood. Not mine. I wouldn't be able to see that. The building stood tall in the shadow. There was nothing to create the shadow. That was the scary part. As we entered the building I could smell it. Fear. Blood. Death. Everything I hated about this place. This was not what I imagined for today. I had hoped we would have been digging today. That they would let us wait all day on food and then make us work at night. This was not what anyone had expected. The wounds on my back were still healing from last time. The second the whole group was in, the chain was tied to a wall close by the door. That way you had the feeling you could escape, but you knew that was never a possibility. My shackles were ripped from the long chain.

"I don't like your face. It means you go first.'' The guy before me smiled. I could see the holes in his teeth. It made me sick. Going first. That meant they weren't going light no me. This was going to mean hell. I was tugged in the room. The first thing I noticed was that there was nothing special this time. Just one chair. Without another word from the man, I took the seat. The chair wasn't a nice one, but who was I to complain these days. I slept on the floor most days. The two men standing in the room moved to the door. They waited close by it. No movement yet. Was this how they were going to torture me? Torture me to boredvill? The door opened and closed with a small thumb. I looked up and out of shock I jumped up. Before me stood the one and only. I had heard of him. How he fought. How he killed. He was. The talk of the day. Prince Viridian. The one everyone had fear for. I didn't.

"It is good to see you alive princess Theia." He smiled. The guards walked up to me and tore away the shackles. My wrists felt cold suddenly.

"Took you long enough." I joked. He smiled at the words. That damned smile he always used to have. Even when we were children.

"It is time to go now." He held his hand out between us.

"Why because you say so?" I smiled back.

"No. It is time for my wife to no longer be a princess," He said. "It is time you became a queen.'' I stepped forward and took his hand. Time to go home.

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Nothing but respect for my Evan Hansen and possible Zoe Murphy

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Ellie Lee and Mike Faist in “I Can I Will I Did”

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Mike Faist in “I Can I Will I Did”

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Part 1

I couldn't wait. My first mission. I had trained years for this. There was no way I would screw this up. The question was, who gave me the mission? I waited in line for my information. It would take hours at this speed, but it would all be worth it. My very first mission. The excitement inside me made me nervous. What mission would I get? Sending a message. Retreading something important. Maybe... Just maybe.. That would be amazing. I take a step forward.

"Good to see you Sam." Hecktor greets me. Hecktor has always been nice to me. Like a strange uncle.

"First mission. Exciting. Let's have a look?” He did his strange half smile while

flipping trough the files.

"It will probably be something like getting some spare parts from Jakku." I laughed. That was the joke around here. It was the most known mission for beginners. But Hecktor had not been laughing. Or smiling. His face had gone flat lined. That was a horrible sign.

"Please tell me i did not get any worse than Jakku." I begged. Hecktor passed me the file without a word. His hands were shaking, causing the file to shake in my hand when i took it. The file was thin.. It worried me immediately. The words were easy to read. No difficult words. Easy terms. It took me a minute to read them. They were clear enough, but it was nothing had expected. This was everyones dream and worse nightmare at the same time. I moved out of the line. On to the next one. The papers were clear in what i had to do. The words burned themselves in my brain. My mission. This was not what i was trained for at all. Maybe they made a mistake.. But it hadn't been. It was my name on the papers. My name on the file. My turn came up again. I threw my file on the burning pile. I looked at the words as they slowly burned to ashes in the fire.

"May the force be with you." I felt the heavy words on my shoulders. I walked away

from the group. The ones that all had easier missions.. The ones who had

hands full of missions behind them. The ones who should be chosen for this

one. Not me. I kept walking. Straight to the small ship in the corner. Ready

for the mission. Ready to become a spy..

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HE IS ALIVE AGAIN EVERYONE

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A tumblr first look exclusively preview of my upcoming story. It will be a Mike Faist x Star Wars story coming soon. [first part is online: https://my.w.tt/zQz64kAAS2 ]

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𝐇𝐮𝐱: 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳?

𝐊𝐲𝐥𝐨: 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴?

𝐇𝐮𝐱: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 '𝘒𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘈𝘓𝘓' 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘰𝘯?

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apparently I was in the mood to draw some Connors

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P.O.V. Y/N

The car was speeding up a little. Making it harder to follow the buildings. I picked up the pictures out of the box. They were memories now. Watching the pictures was harder now. When reality hit.. This was no longer my job. I would never see these people again. I could never speak to them again. I dove back into the box. Hunting for the pictures I loved the most. All I could find were pieces of paper. I must have placed them on top.. I probably lost them.

A brief flash of Mike kicking the box flashed before me. He must have knocked them off. They must be on the floor there. No! What if someone found them?! Or worse.. What if Mike found them.. Panic shot trough my veins. What would he think..

It wouldn't matter now. He was a million worlds away.

The car came to a complete stop. Almost making me fall from my seat. The driver sighed heavily.

"Something wrong?" I asked him, pushing the box off my lap. There was no other car in sight. No object to block our path. Nothing hit. No reason for the driver to really stop.

"Sorry madam. I had instructions to not stop for anything." He had a heavy voice. One I would remember easily later on.

"Then why did you stop?" I asked. My eyes were fixed on the mirror. He was looking through it. Not at me. At something else.

"I just can't stomach this any longer," He turned to look at me fully. "There has been a young gentleman running behind the car for miles. I seem to have lost him now."

The words hit me like a roller-coaster drop. A young gentleman. My heart was speeding up. Who was such an idiot to start running behind the car? I got out of the car, making my way along the road we had left behind. Please let it be who I think.. 

I was almost jogging when I found him. Sitting on the sidewalk. Looking at one of his arms. There was blood on the floor. He must have fallen..

"Please tell me I did not miss seeing you fall on yours face." I laughed the words. The laughing soon died down. The side of his face was indeed damaged as well. That would surely leave a mark.. He looked surprised, almost shocked that we had stopped. He couldn't hide it. I sat down beside him. The stone was still hot from the heat earlier today. All I noticed were his eyes. Looking at me. Not at anyone or anything else. Just me.

"You forgot your pictures." He removed them from his pocket. There they were. The Mike pictures I had looked at for months. The once I worked hard for.

"You can keep them. I am not a loud to keep them anyway." I pushed the pictures away, making sure I didn't actually touch his hand. He looked more exhausted than before.

"You can't just take off like that."

"What did you expect? A goodbye party?" I joked, but he did not smile. He looked straight forward. No nerve moved in his face.

"You can not leave not today," He speaks with a lowness in his voice. Focused. Hiding something. He doesn't seem made about the pictures. And it surprises me a bit. I would be mad. Maybe.. "I was going to ask you out today." He spills it like it is nothing. Just throws it out.

"That is why you called me your girlfriend." I sighed. He looked at me weirdly. "I will tell you all about it."

"Right now?" He looks worried at the sun disseapering. I get up, sticking out my hand to offer help.

"How about over dinner?" I ask as he takes my hand.

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[ A/N: The last part of The internship. Hope you liked it @THEmusicalsfandom I will take requests anytime! Part two: ( https://realitydragon03.tumblr.com/post/189898076531/internship-mike-faist ) ]

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P.O.V. Y/N

Thank the gods Mike was alright. It took me a full hour to get him to talk more normal. It took several more to get him to walk. After all that I left him with a group of caretakers. They knew what to do. And I had to hurry. I had to clean my stuff.

It took several hours to clean my locker. My head was a mess. The words Mike spoke were not my favorite. Best girlfriend ever.. How could he say that? I tripped the pictures from my locker. Pictures of the crew. Pictures of the stars. Secret ones of course. I could never show these to anyone. They were a business secret. I stacked them in my hand. I couldn't take them. It would be breaking the rules. And even with my contract breaking, I still did not want to break any rules. I reached for the last pictures. The ones hidden in the back. The ones of Mike. The ones some crew members gave to me. They had selected the best ones for me. Some secretly traded, some stolen from a advertising pile. My favorite pictures. They made my day. Used to..

"Can't believe she said that.''

"Can't believe she-.''

"Forget about that."

"She is dating Mike!"

The hallway was full of whispers. They had no idea. All that I knew was that I had to get out of here before Mike would come. I knew he would. With whispers like this..

I slammed my locker close, only to reveal the person standing behind it. There he was standing as if nothing had happened. As if he had not been on the edge of passing out. Before me stood Mike. There was no sign of his costume. Just normal clothes I had not seen before. At least he was alright now.

"Good to see you standing on your own." I broke the silence. He pushed himself off the lockers. He tried to step forward. His feet got blocked by the box I had filled up till the top.

"Is that all you are going to say?" His voice sounded more raw than normal. Might have been because of the heat..

"Yes. I am not a loud to say anything anymore." I picked up the box between us, turned around and made my way to the door. The sound of his heavy steps echoed in the hallway. It was too quite all of a sudden. Where did those whispers go?

"So you are not going to talk about the rumors going around? Have you been hearing them? What do you-." I turned, scaring him with my sudden movement. My face would have had a sudden angry look, because he did not continue whatever he was going to ask next.

"I am sorry about the rumors, but I did not start them. I have to go now." I pushed the door open with my back. Turning to take the steps down to the car waiting for me. The driver stood by the car door. Waiting for me.. All this time.. In full black.. In the heat.. I immediately felt guilty. He took the box and placed it in the back. From the side of my eye I could see that Mike was standing in the doorway.

"Where are you going?" He yelled from the top of the stairs. He was leaning against the door. A smile on his face. He must be thinking I am going back.

"Home. I got fired." I said, stepping in the back. The smile on his face disappeared as fast as snow in front of the sun. The door was closed in front of my face, cutting us both away from the moment.

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[ A/N: Dear readers this part was requested by @THEmusicalsfandom who was in love with the first part (https://realitydragon03.tumblr.com/post/189667249146/internship-mike-faist) ]

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Men’s Health (2019) | Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014)

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25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS ❄ ︎Home Alone: Lost in New York (1992) Dir: Chris Columbus

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Doctor Who | 4.11 - Turn Left

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It helps me to write more so I hope it would do the same for you! 💙🖤💜

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Online in a few. 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/194025118-story-collection-mike-faist