#ben hardy mini series

[borhapparker]

borhapparker's 1k follower celebration!

we reached 1k followers! this was overdue, as it's been a few weeks since i reached this milestone but thank you to everyone that's joined my little corner of tumblr (: and to the couple friends i've made along the way, you guys are amazing and ily ! all characters elegible for the celebration are on the banner ! (all pedro pascal characters, ben hardy, gwilym lee, sebastian stan, andrew garfield and tom holland)

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[warren-lauren]

Taylor!Daughter reader x Ben Hardy - Don’t Hurt Yourself SMUT

WARNINGS: A little angst, oral f-receiving, fingering, unprotected sex, pregnant reader

"It probably isn't as bad as it looks, love. I'm sure Ben wouldn't-"

"Don't!" You spun around to face your dad. Your eyes wild with anger. "You, you don't get to defend him. Got it?" You snapped. "When it comes to cheating, dad, you really don't get to make excuses."

Roger let out a heavy sigh, "All... I'm saying is, when it comes to stories in the paper, you get all the facts before you start worrying." He dropped the paper back onto the countertop.

The front page glaring up at you; 'Honeymoon already over? Bohemian Rhapsody star caught with someone who isn't his wife.'

"Talk to him, love. Please," Roger gently squeezed your shoulder before pressing a kiss to your cheek and then leaving you alone.

You had a lot to think about.

We just got to let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be baby

Hey, baby who the fuck do you think I is?

I smell that fragrance on your Louis V boy

Just give my fat ass a big kiss boy

Tonight I'm fucking up all your shit boy

When you hurt me, you hurt yourself

Try not to hurt yourself

When you play me, you play yourself

Don't play yourself

When you lie to me, you lie to yourself

You only lying to yourself

When you love me, you love yourself

Love God herself

Ben knew he was in for a long night as soon as he saw the front page of that shitty newspaper. He was ready for shouting and anger and things being thrown at him.But he wasn't ready for silence. The silence scared him more.

"Y/N?" Ben whispered as he stood in the doorway to your sons bedroom.

You were sat in the chair you kept in the room for when you read him bedtime stories. Buddy was sound asleep, his nightlight giving his small face a warm glow and you the lack of a Godess as you sat there with one hand stroking his hair and the other laid on your growing bump.

"Did you fuck her?" Your voice was calm and soft but Ben could feel the anger.

"No." Ben answered without hesitation. He dropped to his knees beside you. "I swear, Y/N, nothing like that happened." He clasped his hands in front of him.

You nodded your head slowlyin silence. "Okay. So, tell me what happened then." You kept your gaze on your sleeping son.

"We were drunk and she's a friend, Y/N. It meant nothing." Ben admitted. "It was only a kiss, Y/N, that's it."

"Just as kiss?" You hissed and began push yourself up. "Don't." You slapped Ben's hands away from you as he helped you up. "How can you say it's just a kiss, Ben?"

"Because it was." Ben sighed as he followed you out and shut the door to your son's bedroom behind him. "Y/N, I married you. We have a son together, and another couple of babies on the way. Why the hell would I do anything to lose all that?" Ben took a hold of your hand.

You snatched your hand back from him. "Why kiss her?" You asked before walking into your bedroom.

"We're friend's! You do it ALL the time. How's it any different?" He shouted.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Ben, I kiss my 'girlfriends', not some bloke I've been working with."

"How many more times. It meant, nothing!"

A small sob broke from your chest. You quickly covered your mouth, pleading with yourself not to cry.

"Love, I know you're angry-"

"Hurt." You corrected him, looking up to meet his gaze. "I'm hurt, Ben."

Ben's brow furrowed as he stepped closer to you. "Hurt?"

You nodded with a soft sigh turning away from him.

"Babe, honestly there's nothing more than friendship between her and me. If I hurt you, I am so, so sorry. It was just a silly, little kiss that honestly meant nothing. It was like... kissing Joe, or Gwil."

You let out a soft giggle as you looked over to him.

Ben gave you a small grin as he moved closer to you and slowly raised his hand to cup your face. "Baby, please tell me you believe me. I can't live with myself with you hating me or, for being the reason you're hurt. Please," He begged, turning your face so you were looking at him.

"I don't hate you, Ben." You sighed as you placed your hand over his. "I just-" You closed your eyes as you let out a heavy sigh. "It hurt me, to see you with her, having fun like we used to. And I'm here, always here alone, and fat, whilst you're off being skinny and gorgeous, surrounded with beautiful young women who don't get cramp when they have sex. Not that you want to, at the moment with me because, I'm the size of a fucking whale." You pouted.

Ben subtly covered his mouth so he didn't break out into a giant grin. You were fucking adorable when you pouted, just like your son. "Are you seriously that stupid?"

Your eyes widened at him. "Excuse me!"

Ben chuckled softly. "I love you, okay." He stepped a little closer to you. "You're smart, and funny, and... amazing. I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. You're so, so sexy, but fuck me, Y/N..." He grinned cheekily, his hands slowly slipping over the sides of your swollen tummy and around your waist. "When you're pregnant, filled with my baby, made from our love... Fuck," He groaned, taking a hold of your hand and pressing it against the front of his pants.

Your breath caught in your throat before you let out a soft moan, your hand lightly tightening around his hardening cock.

Ben bit back a groan with closed eyes, "I can't help think about how many different ways I'm going to have you." He groaned, rolling his hips against your palm.

You licked your bottom lip as you watched his mouth fall open, and his Adam's apple bob. "Ben," You panted.

His eyes opened with a devilish grin. "Yes, baby?"

"Fuck me," You begged.

Ben crashed his mouth against yours, holding the back of your head as he slipped his tongue into your mouth.

It had been a while since the two of you had been intimate with one another. Ben had been busy with a new project and you'd been busy being pregnant and looking after your three year old, so neither had any spare time to share anything more than a kiss.

You let out a whine as Ben pulled back from you.

"Shh, baby, gotta get you comfortable first." Ben smiled and began to undress you.

Due to being quite pregnant, getting undressed before you had it away with one another, wasn't as sexy as it once was. Ben didn't mind, he enjoyed helping you, pressing soft kisses to newly exposed skin that was working twice as hard whilst your body looked after your unborn children. And to be honest, you enjoyed him helping. You loved holding onto his strong shoulders as he bent in front of you to take your pants off. You enjoyed how he'd kiss your knee and whispered how beautiful you looked.

Ben carefully laid you on top of the bed then moved between to your legs, laying down so he was face to face with your core. "Beautiful," He whispered, leaning in to press a light kiss to your inner thigh.

"Ben, you don't ha-" You let out a sharp gasp as Ben ran his tongue up center of your pussy. "Oh, my-"

"What were you saying?" Ben asked with a cocky smirk as he pushed his middle and index finger inside your hole.

"Shut up," You groaned as Ben sucked your clit, his fingers moving in and out of you slowly a few times before twisting them around at the same time. "Oh, God."

"That feel good, baby?"

You nodded, "Yes, God, yes." You moaned and reached down to grab a hold of Ben's hair, but your bump prevented you from doing so. "Damn it!" You huffed.

Ben pulled back and pushed himself up to look at you with a from and your juice glistening all over his lips and chin. "What's wrong, babe?"

"I can't touch you, Ben. I'm too fat." You pouted.

Ben began smiling at you. "You're not fat." He let out a gentle sigh and moved to lay beside you. "You're pregnant, and beautiful," He reached over and cupped your face with his left hand to kiss you. "Lay on your side, okay?"

You nodded and rolled onto your right side, facing away from Ben. This was still no good, you weren't going to be able to see him now.

Ben laid behind you, slipping his right arm under your pillow and used his left to lift your leg up, slipping his hand around to your front so he could resume his fingering. You let out a deep moan as he slipped two fingers inside you once more. His thumb pressed against your clit, and the new position was driving you crazy.

"How's that feel?" Ben asked.

You hummed, reaching up behind you to tangle your fingers in his hair. Ben's right hand reached round and cupped your breast, lightly pinching your nipples as he leaned down and began licking and kissing your neck.

"Oh, oh God," You pressed your backside against his hard cock. "Yes!"

Ben pushing his fingers in and out of you as he rolled his hips against your backside. pinching your nipple as he ran his tongue up the side of your neck before sinking his teeth into the skin.

You cried out as Ben worked you through your orgasm, your cunt squeezing around his fingers, all the time Ben whispered praises in your ear.

"Fuck, baby," Ben moaned as he pulled his fingers out of you and wrapped his hand around his hard cock, letting your leg down briefly. He used your juices to lube it up before he pressed the head of his cock into your pussy then picked your leg back up, keeping it in place as he slowly filled your still tight hole. "Oh, fuck, baby."

"SHIT!" You cried, lightly pulling on Ben's hair as you screwed your eyes shut.

"M'sorry, shh, are you oka-"

You nodded, taking a hold of Ben's hand that was on your breast. "F-Fine, just-" You squeezed your walls around him and lifted his hand to kiss the back of his hand. "Fuck, I'll never get used to how big you are." You let out a small giggle.

Ben chuckle, pressing a kiss to the back of your head. "Sorry, love," He whispered, wrapping his arm around you a little tighter, kissing you once more.

You shook y our head. "It's fine. Please, move."

Ben nodded, and slowly pulled back, then back in. The angle meant he couldn't withdraw his cock all the way like he usually does, but it meant he could believe hard and short thrusts, his cock hitting different spots.

You moaned and squeezed around him as he pressed his fingertips against your sensitive clit.

"That's it, baby. Fuck, you take me so well." Ben groaned, rutting a little harder into you.

You bit down onto Ben's arm as to not cry out too loudly as Ben hit your G-spot. You were so close to coming again, and so was Ben. "Please, Ben," You moved yourself back onto Ben, "I'm so, oh God, I'm so-"

"Shh, I know, baby," Ben picked up a little pace and rubbed a little faster on your clit. He leaned down and attacked his lips to your throat, causing you to cry out in pleasure as you came around Ben's cock. "Fuck, yes!" Ben slammed into you one last time as he came, filling you up with his cum.

You laid in silence as you slowly untangled yourselves but stayed laid together with Ben's left hand moving over to lay on top of yours, over the front of your belly.

"M'sorry I hurt you, love," Ben whispered.

You let out a soft sigh, "It's fine, Ben. I think, my hormones may have played a big part in everything."

"Still, I haven't exactly been a good husband, have I? I need to focus on us, our family. I need to focus on our future, and I promise," Ben tightened his hold around you as he kissed the side of your head. "You are my only one."

We just got to let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be baby

Uh, this is your final warning

You know I give you life

If you try this shit again

You gon lose your wife

[glamrockmonarch]

The Flu- Ben Hardy MiniSeries

Summary: You are an actress and worked with the boys in BoRhap, after the premier and press tour you wind up working on another project with one of them; Ben. As your roles are tied together you find yourselves spending more and more time in each other’s company, becoming closer than ever and developing feelings. Ben cannot bring himself to ruin what you have with another one of your friends by acting on these new found love until you get sick out of the blue right in the middle of the production and this sparks something between the two.

A/N: So I’ve been playing with instagram edits and I made this story up in my mind, now I HAVE to share it! Making this my first official super tiny mini series! It’s only a three parter (might extend to four - not longer) but I hope you will enjoy it! I’ll be seen you around for updates on Wednesday, Friday and Sunday!

Part 1. II.XIII.

Part 2. II.XV.

Part 3. II. XVII.

[mamaskillerqueen]

Sooo... do you all want part 2 of Maybe In Another Life?

[crownofdecitreadingrespectfully]

MISC. CHARACTERS FIC RECS

*NONE OF THESE FICS ARE MINE. I AM NOT A WRITER. I MADE THIS SO I CAN EASILY GO BACK AND REREAD. I SIMPLY THINK THESE ARE WORKS OF ART AND DESERVE MORE LOVE.

(my beloved writers, if you do not want your work here please message me and I will remove it -- p.s.  i love you and i hope you know how talented you are <3)

Sierra Six

Six days     pt.2    @whorbbit

Streetwise Hercules (Prequel to six days but can read alone or after)  @whorbbit

Addicted  @buckysred

The analyst   @dindjiarin

Suspicious Minds   @dindjiarin

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Officer K 

Interlinked    pt.2   @hederasgarden

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Rhett Abbott 

Duality of man  @3tabbiesandalab

Old Cowboy Sayings  @3tabbiesandalab

Chicken Soup and Calamine Lotion  @3tabbiesandalab

he feels loved   @sebsxphia

try a little tenderness @lewmagoo​

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Rafe Cameron 

The 7 times he realizes he loves you    @fandomtravels

Pretty boy   @amourology

she knows    @amourology

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Chris Evans Characters 

Downshift (Motorcross! Ari Levinson)  @navybrat817

Lapper (Motorcross! Jake Jenson)  ^

Who loves you (Ari Levinson) @sweetsbfreex

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Tom Holland and Characters 

Cabin Confessions  @t-lostinworlds

Chemistry Under Candlelight  @waitimcomingtoo

Delicate  ^

isnt it romantic  ^

i remember that fight, 2:30  ^

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Roger Taylor! Ben Hardy

Misconstrued Masterlist    @theonewiththefanfics

The Miles In-between    ^

Hazardous Objects    ^

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Francesco Pazzi 

the wait   @justauthoring

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Derek Hale 

grinchwolf  @huntersanonymous

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The Corinthian 

Nightmare   @dyns33

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Neteyam Sully 

One of us  @forever--darling​

The Hearts that bind us @loaksky

warm hands @loaksky

by the grace pt.2 @loaksky

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Joel Miller 

once again in your arms  @foli-vora

teacups @charnelhouse

Cold brownies @wonwoosthetic

Home @poeticbarnes

old soul  @softlyspector​

settled 

adjustments

failures 

still here  @sl-ut​

Never let me down again (read entire mini series)  @dindjiarin​

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Sherlock Holmes (Henry Cavill)

Invisible String Thread of Gold (pt2) @marwritesgood

Updated: 12/15/23

[beermanoftana]

likeevalikeeve’s mini-celebration

so i’m celebrating my 1,050 followers (i know it isn’t much compared to others but hey, i can be happy about it, right?)!

*more under the cut

wasn’t supposed to tag mutuals as to not disturb them, but... here we go! @trumpkinhotboy @angel-cap @everythingnerdyxoxo @mimatosstuff @himetsundere @dutchforstrangers @ri-ships-takari @tangledupblue @earlgreymon @ashandpikachu @singinprincess etc. no worries if you don’t want to participate! this is just a little thing. please tell me if you want to be removed!

as a thank you to those who follow me, and especially my mutuals, i will be accepting requests for any of these (i have the right to refuse though):

celebrities/influencers

anthony mackie x reader

ben hardy x reader

chris evans x reader

sebastian stan x reader

tom holland x reader

william moseley x reader

criminal minds

matt simmons x reader

spencer reid x reader

digimon

mimi tachikawa

hikari yagami

taichi yagami & sora takenouchi

yamato ishida & mimi tachikawa

takeru takaishi & hikari yagami

jianliang lee & ruki makino

koichi kimura

harry potter

george weasley & katie bell

oliver wood x reader

inception

ariadne

arthur & ariadne

eames x reader

law & order: special victims unit

sonny carisi x reader

marvel

bucky barnes x reader

sam wilson x reader

peter parker x reader

the chronicles of narnia

caspian x x reader

edmund pevensie x reader

peter pevensie & eva skye bellamy (*they’re my grandparents’ names, not mine)

top 30 animanga ships

akatsuki no yona - hak & yona

akkuma no riddle - tokaku azuma & haru ichinose

alice 19th - kyo wakamiya & alice seno

*bleach - ichigo kurosaki & orihime inoue

cells at work! - white blood cell & red blood cell

d.n. angel - daisuke niwa & riku harada

devils line - yuki anzai & tsukasa taira

digimon adventure - takeru takaishi & hikari yagami

*fate series - shirou emiya & rin tohsaka

ghost hunt - naru shibuya & mai taniyama

ginban kaleidoscope - pete pumps & tazusa sakurano

harukanaru toki no naka de - tenma morimura & akane motomiya

kamigami no asobi - apollon agana belea & yui kusanagi

kawaii dake ja nai shikimori-san - yuu izumi & micchon shikimori

*kaze no stigma - kazuma yagami & ayano kannagi

kenka bancho otome: girl beats boys - rintaro kira & hinako nakayama

koi to yobu ni wa kimochi warui - ryo amakusa & ichika arima

koroshi ai - ryang-ha song & chateau dankworth

la storia dell arcana famiglia - liberta & felicita

magic knight rayearth - lantis & hikaru shidou & eagle

mahoutsukai no yome - elias ainsworth & chise hotori

marmalade boy - yuu matsuura & miki koishikawa

shin shirayuki-hime densetsu pretear - hayate & himeno awayuki

shintei tantei yakumo - yakumo saito & haruka ozawa

*spy x family - damian desmond & anya forger

*tenkuu no escaflowne - van fanel & hitomi kanzaki

tesla note - kuruma tanaka & botan negoro

*yashahime: princess half-demon - hisui & setsuna

yu yu hakusho - yusuke urameshi & keiko yukimura

zombie-loan - chika akatsuki & michiru kita

(*super selected)

i will also be doing a top 30 + selected prompts thing, though I’m not going to do it everyday. i realized i’m too ambitious, hehe. so I’ll be doing this during my own free time. what i do need help with is which ships and prompts i should write for first; you can fill this form here.

and, another treat for anyone who wants, send me a “meet cute” prompt + a ship/reader insert (listed above) and i’ll write a super mini-fic about it (3-5 sentences). 

and for mutuals! send me a *🐾* and i’ll tell you my super first thought/s about you.

so that’s it! i know this wouldn’t be a big hit but hey, i tried, right? thank you!

[harleysarchive]

Here is my masterlist of everything I have done on my blog!

UPDATED 2022-03-28

AVENGERS

Join My Side - Avengers/Ultron oneshot

Where Are You? - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Tony’s ending, Thor’s ending, Steve’s ending

My True Soulmate an Avengers!AU series

Tony Stark imagines

Beautifully Amazing

Steve Rogers imagines

You Are My Happiness

In Love With An Officer

We’re Not Even If You Die

Thor imagines

I Love You, No Matter Your Curves

O Mighty Thor

Guardian of the Throne

Loki imagines

Attraction

Bruce Banner imagines

Clint Barton

Natasha Romanoff

Peter Parker

Come Back To Me, Peter

The Happiest 

DC COMICS

Bruce Wayne imagines (Ben Affleck)

Bruce Wayne imagines (Christian Bale)

Wonder Woman imagines

Lex Luthor

You Will Be Mine - Lex Luthor series masterlist

If Ya Hurt Her, I’ll Kill Ya (Bff!Harley)

Beneath My Skin (slighty the Joker)

Control

Clark Kent

You’re My Future

The Joker imagines (Heath Ledger)

The Joker mini serie - Part 1, Part 2

HIT ME! - The Joker oneshot

Jonathan Crane imagines

Let Her Go Now

Such Beauty to a Sore Eye

Welcome to the Asylum

Clumsy You

No Fear from Me

The Haunted House

Bane

I Will Take Care Of You

Barsad

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Gaston imagines 

BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY

Roger Taylor

My Metaphor

Drummer Boy

Somebody To Love

Car Accident

Brian May

You Are Never Nervous

CELEBRITIES

Heath Ledger

Take Me Back 

Notice Me 

Ben Hardy

Just Like You

Golden Globe Kiss

You’re Cute When You’re Jealous

Merry Christmas, Ben

Chris Hemsworth

Chris Evans

Idris Elba

Johnny Depp

Thomas Sangster-Brodie

Benedict Cumberbatch

Dylan O'Brien

Lee Pace

Aiden Turner

Rami Malek

Jai Courtney

Henry Cavill

Taylor Lautner

FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM 

Newt Scamander

You Jealous?

FORMULA 1

Wolff Lady part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, Finale, Max’s ending, Daniel’s ending, Pierre’s ending, Esteban’s ending, Charles’ ending, Lando’s ending, Carlos’ ending, George’s ending, Toto’s ending, Lewis’ ending, Valtteri’s ending

Charles Leclerc imagines

To Fall in Love (part 1)

To Confess Your Love (part 2)

To Stay in Love (part 3)

Forgetful Charles

Monegasque Kiss

Lovers Interview (Part 1) (Part 2)

Max Verstappen imagines

Home

Lewis Hamilton

An Accidental Kiss

Met Gala

Sergio Pérez 

Surprise!

Pierre Gasly

Sleep My Darling

Toto Wolff

Kiss Me

Daniel Ricciardo

Wingman Interview

Did You Kiss My Helmet? 

Fernando Alonso

Victory of the Heart

GAME OF THRONES

Robb Stark imagines

Margaery Tyrell imagines

Oberyn Martell imagines 

THE HOBBIT

Bilbo

Thorin

Fili

Kili

Bofur

Thranduil

Bard

Smaug

Gandalf

THE LORD OF THE RINGS

Frodo

Merry

Pippin

Legolas

THE MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E

Illya Kuryakin

Napoleon Solo

THE MAZE RUNNER

Thomas

Newt

Gally

Minho

Theresa

MY BABYSITTER’S A VAMPIRE

Benny Weir

NOW YOU SEE ME

Daniel Atlas

ONCE UPON A TIME

Captain Hook

Jefferson

Mulan

Peter Pan

Rumplestiltskin

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN

Captain Jack Sparrow

Will Turner

Davy Jones

James Norrington

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE

Mr. Darcy

SHERLOCK HOLMES (BBC)

Sherlock Holmes

James Moriarty

STAR TREK (movies)

Captain Jim Kirk

Spock

Bones

Khan

SUICIDE SQUAD

Captain Boomerang

Rick Flag

Harley Quinn

TEEN WOLF

Stiles Stilinski

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Wittmore

Derek Hale

Aiden

Shy Girls Are Cute - Aiden oneshot (Teen Wolf)

VAMPIRE DIARIES

Damon Salvatore

VIKINGS

Ragnar Lothbrok

Innocent Flower Part one, Part two

Rollo

Björn Ironside

Ivar the Boneless

Halfdan the Black

WITCHER

Geralt

YOUTUBERS

Pewdiepie

Jacksepticeye

Markiplier

Tobuscus

Corpse Husband

Among You and Me Part 1, Part 2, Finale

[youre-in-the-psycho-circus]

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy | 1 | Ben Hardy

Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader

Warnings: None 

Word Count: 4,662

Summery: Ben is a bit distraught from his many failed attempts at a long term relationship, so when a pair of girls at pub catches both his and Joe’s eyes, this girl might be just what this good old-fashioned lover boy needs to get back on his feet

A/N: Want to end up with Joe instead? Want to fill in a few of the gaps? Read the story from Joe’s point of view here -----> The Game | 1 | Joe Mazzello

Masterlist

Lorraine has sent you a message. Ben’s phone screen read as he stood in the arrivals of Heathrow Airport. Joe was flying in this particular morning and would be spending the next week in London on a mini holiday while he was in between gigs. Ben smiled softly as he unlocked his phone, swiping through his apps, trying to find Bumble. Lorraine had been his date the previous evening for dinner and drinks at Clos Maggiore. The actor had had a genuinely good time, one of his best dates in a while in his opinion. He had shown up early, brought her flowers, but throughout the entire evening he couldn’t help but have the feeling that she hadn’t quite been feeling it. She seemed in a hurry to try and get herself home once they got their bill, even though he had been the one to pay, but he wanted to give her the benefit of doubt, figuring it had just been a long day for her. She had been nothing but a delightfully kind, ball of energy all through dinner, constantly smiling, making conversation, there was no way the date had gone badly in her mind, at least that’s what he thought. He opened the app and clicked on his new message from her.

Lorraine: Hey Ben, I just wanted to say thanks again for last night, you were so incredibly sweet, which is why it hurts me to say I don’t think it’s going to work out between the two of us...I just think we both want different things at this moment in time and... yeah...I’m sorry, I know you’ll find someone who’s meant for you soon. Xx

And just like that it was over again. Ben sighed softly as he hastily typed out a reply to the girl, telling her not to worry and that he wished her luck in the same endeavour or some bullshit like that, he wasn’t too sure if he was completely honest. When it came to replies like this, he was never truly focused on them. He had been unlucky in love for quite some time now. Just when things seemed like they were looking up in a relationship, or he felt like things were finally going to turn out different, in his favour, something went askew, and he would end up with his heart broken yet again. To be fair, he figured it had never truly healed when it had all but shattered at the end of his first relationship. His girlfriend of nine years had broken up while he was on his breakthrough film role. Everything was going great, but all life ever was, was a series of fuck ups and heartaches with brief commercial breaks of happiness. Bohemian Rhapsody had been his commercial break before she ripped the carpet out from under him. After that he had tried his hand at Bumble for a bit, though nothing but a few one-night stands came out of it. Then there had been his relationship with one of his co-stars, but that relationship had quickly fizzled out when they had been unable to see each other, she was even dating someone else a week after they broke up. Figuring he had had nothing to lose at this point, Ben took it back to the dating apps to try his luck. So far it had been a few dates that hadn’t amounted to much of anything, and quite frankly the blonde actor was starting to get discouraged. He sighed furrowing his brow in sadness as he pinched the bridge of his nose as he breathed out an annoyed sigh. He was so over this whole single thing. “Geez, try not to look so depressed Ben, I’m here now.” Joe’s voice pulled the blonde out of his thoughts. Ben looked up to see his friend standing before him. Joe smirked, stretching his arms out all dramatic like. “I have arrived.”

“About damn time if you ask me.” Ben smirked, offering his friend a one-armed bro hug. Joe being here for the next week would be a great distraction away from his crippling reality he was going to be alone for the rest of his life. If the girl he fancied didn’t want him, the girls who fancied him he didn’t. “Great to see you again, mate.”

“You too.” Joe chuckled, before he grabbed Ben, placing a hand on either side of his face, his stormy eyes connecting with Ben’s bright celadon orbs. “Don’t you dare leave me again, you hear me?”

Ben chuckled, pushing Joe off of himself, leave it to Joe to start their ‘flirting’ the second they met up again. Some things never changed, something that Ben was happy for at this point in time. He could use a bit of good fun for a change. “Well lucky for you I brought the handcuffs.” Ben winked cheekily.

“Ooo, someone’s horny this morning.” Joe laughed. “Couldn’t satisfy your morning wood on your own?”

They laughed wholeheartedly as Ben moved to grab Joe’s main bag. He could see the dark circles under his American friend’s eyes, he was obviously exhausted, taking his bag for him was the least that he could do. “My car’s out in the carpark, shall we?”

“Coffee first.” Joe completely ignored the blonde before heading into the Costa Coffee Ben had been standing next to this whole time. As the pair made their way out to Ben’s car, Joe couldn’t help but notice how down Ben still seemed. The blonde had to admit that his mood had improved some after meeting up with Joe, but Lorraine’s message had all but ruined his day. “You alright? You seem a lot more down than usual.”

“Ah, it’s nothing…” The blonde tried to wave him off. Joe had come over to London to have a good time, and forget about the annoyances of normal life, the least Ben could do was not force his own problems upon his friend. That would just be plain rude, especially for someone who was on holiday. “Just life, you know?”

“Not in the slightest, but that could be the thirty-six hours of non-stop travel talking.” Joe shrugged, taking a long sip of his coffee. “That’s some good hot Joe right there.”

“I’ll say.” Ben winked cheekily.

Ben brought Joe back to his flat where Joe promptly fell asleep on Ben’s couch as they watched Angel has Fallen.Ben chuckled softly seeing how the American cuddled with the pillow he held in his arms before snapping a photo of the sleeping actor, sending it to the group chat they had with Gwilym.

Ben: [Sent a photo] Sleeping Beauty 😘

Gwil: I get to wake her up! 😘😍

Ben: When she’s so obviously dreaming of me? 😏

Gwil: Sounds more like a nightmare to me 😜

Later that night, Ben and Joe sat across from each other at a pub not too far from Ben’s flat. It was a cool little place, decked out in neon and had an old school rock ‘n roll vibe to it. Even with the rock ‘n roll music pouring out of every speaker, it still managed to have a very warm, inviting feeling. Joe had been in the middle of a story surrounding his latest blunder of a project when two girls entered the pub, quickly catching the younger blonde actor’s eye. As the pair stood by the door for a moment looking for a place to take a seat, the (H/L) (H/C) one wearing a (Your Favourite Colour (Y/F/C)) flowy blouse caught his eye in particular. He watched as they slowly walked toward their table, as they made their way to the only empty place in the corner. She was absolutely stunning, and Ben felt his heart flutter in his chest as the closer she got. Her makeup and hair were spot on and complemented her sparkling, smiling (E/C) irises perfectly. Ben may have worked with starlets in Hollywood, but she outshined them all, hell she outshined all the stars in the sky with her radiance. Her sparkling eyes briefly connected with Ben’s as they passed, she offered him a kind but otherwise bashful smile as they passed. Ben felt his grin stretch even further across his face at her shyness, it was endearing to his heart, and so unbelievably cute, but as quickly as she had been there, she was gone. As much as he wanted to turn around to keep checking her out, he knew that would’ve been rude to Joe, he was there to hang out with Joe, not to try and pick-up women...though honestly was there anything against him doing both? After all there was two of them, so why not? “So, then I told my agent if I ever had to work with ducks again it’d be too soon.” The American laughed as he took a swig of his pint.

“Yeah?” Ben smirked, the girl in (Y/F/C) not far from the forefront of his mind as he tried desperately to pick up where he had left off with his conversation with Joe. “That’s great mate.”

“You weren’t listening at all were you?” Joe asked in mock hurt. “Really Ben, I could expect this kind of crap from Gwil but not from you!” He accused, making the Brit roll his eyes in fake annoyance. “Did it have anything to do with those two girls that just sat down in the corner because wow! They’re stunning. Especially the one in (your friend’s favourite colour (Y/F/F/C)).” Joe smirked before whistling low.

“I’m rather partial to the one in (Y/F/C) myself.” Ben shrugged, taking a sip of his pint, smirking into his glass so Joe wouldn’t see. Last thing he needed was for the older actor to be making fun of him for being smitten over someone who had only walked past him in the pub. If Ben was being honest with himself, he completely lacked the courage to go over and talk to her. The last thing he needed was to be rejected not once, but twice in a single day.

“Well at least we’re in agreement over who gets who later on.” Joe chuckled. “We could buy them a couple of drinks, invite them over, it’ll be a good time.”

“I don’t know about that, mate. Maybe not the best idea…” Ben trailed off as he leaned back in his chair. He sighed softly to himself, as much as he fancied her on first sight, there was no way someone as gorgeous as her would go for a bloke like him. What did he have to offer her anyway?

“What are you talking about, of course it’s a good idea!”

“You don’t think that’s coming on a bit strong?”

“Jesus, I have so much to teach you...now listen here you British heart-throb…”

Meanwhile at the table in the corner (Y/N) and (Y/F/N) had just put in an order for some pub food and a couple of pints. “Don’t look now, but there’s a really hot guy over there…” (Y/F/N) leaned across the table to speak a bit quieter to keep prying ears from overhearing before pointing over at the table containing the blonde and his auburn-haired friend from earlier.

(Y/N) felt her face heat up as she stared at the back of the blonde’s head. He had had the most breath-taking celadon irises she had ever seen. She wished they could’ve sat with them so that she could continue to stare into them, marvel them in all their glory, maybe even get lost in them as he spoke to her. “Which one, the blonde or his friend…?” (Y/N) asked hesitantly, fearful (Y/F/N) would say the blonde.

(Y/F/N) rolled her eyes slightly, a smirk on her lips. “The auburn haired one of course! Something about those stormy eyes of his, oof.”

“I know what you mean...he’s quite attractive.” (Y/N) admitted turning her gaze back to (Y/F/N). “So, you going to go for him? Leave me alone yet again tonight?” She teased lightly. (Y/N) loved (Y/F/N) to pieces but when she got someone she wanted in her sight; she’d stop at nothing to get that guy. This guy with blonde would probably be no exception, she could already see her mentally drooling over him. Not that she would complain, (Y/N) was her wing woman after all and helping her get her guy would mean she might get to talk with the blonde after all.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure a good-looking guy like that, his blonde friend there has to be just as good as him.” (Y/F/N) giggled.

“Oh, he was…” (Y/N) trailed off, a hit of blush covering her cheeks as she looked down bashfully. He had been something out a dream, if she hadn’t seen him with her own eyes, she would’ve thought he wasn’t real, but there he was, living and breathing. She only hoped that he had as lovely of a personality to match his looks. Sure, she liked guys who were conventionally pretty, but at the end of the day, (Y/N) preferred guys who had interesting personalities, were kind, loved classic rock, and dogs.

“Ooooo, is that a hint of blush I see? Somebody’s smitten.”

“Oh, give me a break, (Y/F/N). It’s just looks, its what’s inside that counts.”

“True as that may be, we’re in agreement that the outside looks are a bonus?”

“Oh, one hundred percent.” (Y/N) bit the inside of her lip, eyes flicking over to the blonde once again, a vision of those celadon eyes of his popping into the forefront of her mind. How she longed to see those eyes again, the question was how, it’s not like she could just walk over there, that would make her seem desperate. Dating after all, was a game, one that she wasn’t necessarily good at, not like (Y/F/N) at least, she was always so confident. In an uncharacteristic moment of boldness, (Y/N) turned to (Y/F/N). “What if we sent them a couple of shots?”

(Y/F/N) smirked softly, sitting up a bit more in surprise. “Well, well, well look who’s suddenly being bold.”

“Well I...you know...I just...is that something girls do? I mean usually it’s the other way around, and I don’t want to challenge their masculinity and all that…” (Y/N) babbled trying to work out her thought process. She wasn’t sure where that idea had come from, especially since it was often always the guys who sent drinks.

(Y/F/N) rolled her eyes looking at (Y/N) with a knowing glance. “(Y/N) it’s the twenty-first century, I’m pretty sure we can do whatever the hell we want. But I’ll let you decide if we do it.”

“Why me?”

“Because you need to be more spontaneous.” She smirked.

“Alright Harry Bright, whatever you say.” (Y/N) giggled, reaching for her handbag before pulling out a £1 coin. “We’ll leave it up to the gods of fate, heads we send them drinks, tails we don’t.”

Back at Ben and Joe’s table, Joe had just finished explaining to Ben why he needed to take more risks in life. A strange silence had fallen over the pair, leaving Ben to casually trail a finger over the rim of his glass as Joe typed something in on his phone. His thoughts kept returning to the rejection text he had received from Lorraine earlier. She hadn’t criticised anything he had done on the date itself, so it couldn’t have been him, but he still couldn’t get over the idea that he maybe just wasn’t good enough. Afterall, why else would he be turned down so often? He sighed to himself running a hand through his hair. What was so bad about him that he couldn’t for the life of him get and keep a girl? Did he come on too strong or something? He thought that he was just being polite, if anything maybe a bit old fashioned at times, but he thought girls like that kind of sappy stuff, at least that’s what they liked in all the rom coms. “Joe...can I ask you something?” Ben mumbled not looking up from his pint.

Joe set his phone face down on the table before responding. “I thought, you’d never ask! Yes, Ben, I will marry you!!!” The American jokingly cheered, throwing his arms around the blonde Brit across the table.

Ben rolled his eyes and sighed solemnly. As much as he appreciated Joe trying to lighten the mood, he wasn’t in the best state of mind for it at the moment. “I’m being serious mate…”

“You alright?”

“Is...is there something wrong with me?”

“Well, you’re too pretty for your damn good for a start.” Joe chuckled but his smile faded seeing Ben cast his eyes down at his barely touched drink. “I don’t follow.”

The blonde sighed heavily taking a long swig of his Jack and coke. “I’m thirty. I’ve been in one serious relationship, one I honestly thought was going to be it, and ever since she left me, I just...I can’t seem to get and keep a girlfriend!”

“I wouldn’t worry too much about it, dude.”

“I’m beginning to think I might be undatable.”

“Alright now that’s so not true. Hell, if I were a girl, I’d date you no questions asked.”

“Gee, thanks”

“I’m being serious dude. Some of the things you’ve told me you’ve done for your past dates and girlfriends; you give the rest of us guys a bad name. You’re such a romantic. You wear your heart on your sleeve and it’s the most wholesome thing.”

“That’s just the point, I feel like I’m putting it all out there and I’m not getting anything in return. They like me for EastEnders, for my body…” He trailed off, sighing softly looking back down. Most of the time that’s where people recognised him, the fucking series where the writers just couldn’t resist making it, so his character Peter had his shirt off at every possible moment. That being a good chunk of his film reel at that point in time caused a great deal of anxiety and worry for the young actor, in fear that he would only be type casted for his body. That was the last thing he wanted; he went to one of the best schools for acting in all of England for a reason. If he got a part, he wanted it to be because of his raw talent not because of the way he looked. The same went for his relationships, he wanted a girl to like him for him, not because he was supposedly ‘carved by the Greek gods’ as the fandom so liked to put. “They don’t like Ben Jones...they like Ben Hardy.”

Joe paused a moment seeing how distraught the blonde across from him was. He genuinely thought he wasn’t ever going to be good enough for any girl. The older actor sighed and rolled his eyes. “The right girl for you is going to come around one day, bro. And it’s going to be sooner than you think.” As if on cue, a waitress came by and set two shots of Jack Daniels in front of the actors. “We didn’t order that.”

“Oh, I know, these are from the two girls at the corner table there. ‘Two shots of Jack Daniel’s for the blonde and his friend’.” She pointed at a table with a pair of girls engrossed in their own conversation watching them out of the corner of their eyes. Seeing the waitress at their table the girls turned their full attention over to the two actors, watching intently for what their reaction might be. Ben and Joe turned their glances to see who the waitress was talking about. Ben felt a soft smile spread across his features as he locked eyes with the one in the (Y/F/C) blouse who had caught his eye earlier in the evening. Her eyes glinted in the low light of the pub as she ducked her head down shyly, her smile just as bright as her eyes. He nodded his thanks to her with a warm smile, chuckling softly to himself as she blushed heavily before putting her head down in her arms while her friend in the (Y/F/F/C) blouse laughed, winking confidently at Joe before she too turned back to her friend who was still trying to make herself invisible. “Enjoy lads.” The waitress smiled before walking off.

“Well then, would you look at that.” Joe smirked, picking up his shot with a chuckle. “Looks like they beat us to it then. Normally it’s the other way around, I admire their boldness.”

“I’ve never had this happen to me before.” Ben chuckled, picking up his shot as a wide smile spread across his face.

“You’ve never had someone offer to buy you a drink before?”

“No, I’ve had dates offer to pay for a round or their own share of the date, I just mean I’ve never had someone send me a drink from across the pub before.” He chuckled as Joe hit his arm. “This is a new experience for me.”

“They’re looking over here, quick, raise your shot at them to thank them.” Joe commanded, the blonde turning around as he made eye contact with the girl again. He felt his heart flutter in his chest very slightly as he raised his glass to her, a wide smile on his face, thankful that she was far enough away where she couldn’t see the blush on his face. The two actors clinked their glasses together before downing the shots each groaning happily at the taste. “Oh, we for sure have to go talk to them now!” Joe cheered. “After all, they bought us drinks, and that was some top shelf stuff.”

“No way, mate, not me.” Ben chuckled leaning back in his seat.

“Why not?”

“I don’t know, I’m just…” He sighed happily as he thought about the girl again. Someone as adorable as her, someone like him didn’t deserve her even if she did somehow fancy him too. “I’m just so flattered you know. Something like this doesn’t happen to a guy like me, it’s almost always the other way around you know?”

“All the more reason to go talk to them!”

“I wouldn’t even know what to say if I did go over. You go thank them; I’ll sit this one out mate.”

Joe shrugged, picking up his pint as he stood up. “Your loss dude, but there are two of them.”

“Well, it seems like they liked the drinks at least.” (Y/N) admitted as she nervously chewed on a chip.

“Of course, they did. You need to stop worrying so much (Y/N/N). Embrace the spontaneity.” (Y/F/N) chuckled.

“You keep saying that word, I don’t think it means what you think it does.”

“Whatever you say, Inigo Montoya.”

“You killed my father, prepare to die.” (Y/N) laughed, turning her gaze back to the guys to see the auburn haired one making his way over to their table. (Y/N) felt her heart sink ever so slightly, as usual it seemed as though only (Y/F/N) was going to be getting lucky tonight. (Y/N) had genuinely thought that there was a chance that the blonde might’ve been interested in her from the way he looked at her as they passed them earlier, but it would appear she was wrong. If anything (Y/N) was happy for (Y/F/N), but (Y/N) felt as though she was owed a win herself now, but apparently not. “Don’t look now, but your man is coming this way.” (Y/N) smirked across the table at (Y/F/N) who had a sly grin on her face.

“At last, my prey is falling victim to the trap I have set.” She chuckled lightly as the auburn-haired guy stopped next to their table.

Ben rolled his eyes as Joe walked off across the pub. He pulled out his phone and began to scroll through their group chat with Gwil again, seeing Joe’s messages from earlier. The blonde laughed at Gwil’s responses before typing in his own reply.

Ben: He’s cheating on us both Gwil! He’s found someone at the pub 😭

Gwil: The nerve! How dare he do this to me! After I gave him the best years of my life!

Ben: Apparently drag wasn’t enough to keep him on the hook

Gwil: Their tits are real, that’s the difference 😂

It’s not that Ben didn’t want to go over to the girls, it’s just with something like this, being sent a drink, the whole situation was just so delicate. He didn’t know how to process it; it was so incredibly sweet. He wondered if this is how girls felt when guys did this for them with no reason other than they wanted to. Especially given his last few weeks with getting turned down by various girls, he was almost certain that after this girl met him, she’d want nothing to do with him...they always did.

After a little while Joe plopped himself back down in the seat across from the blonde. The American had a wide smile covering his features as he waved over the waitress. “I’m assuming it went alright then?”

“Better than alright, I got the one in the (Y/F/F/C) top’s phone number.” Joe smirked as the waitress came over.

“What can I get for you lads?” She asked.

“Yeah, could we send a (Your Favourite Drink) and (Your Friend’s Favourite Drink) over to those two girls in the corner over there.” Joe asked, thanking the waitress as she nodded and walked off. “You really should’ve come over. (Y/F/N)’s friend there seemed a bit disheartened that you didn’t come over too.”

“I would’ve just made a fool of myself, mate. Trust me when I say that it’s better that I didn’t.” Ben sighed. The pair continued to drink for a bit and talk about their various projects when Joe smirked softly, sitting up a bit straighter in his seat. “What’s the matter with you? The blonde asked, raising an eyebrow.

“The girls are coming this way.” Joe informed him nonchalantly sipping on his drink as they approached the table. “Ladies.” He smirked.

“Hi!” They both greeted them as they stood next to their table.

“Thank you for the drinks!” (Y/F/N) smiled, pushing (Y/N) a little closer toward the blonde actor who was looking her up and down. (Y/N) bit the inside of her lip, it was one thing to walk past the guy, but to be stood here next to him like this, she was sure he could hear her heart pounding against her chest. The sound of it in her ears was absolutely deafening.

“Ah it’s no problem really! We were happy to do it!” Joe waved them off. “This is Ben by the way.”

“Hi nice to meet you.” Ben smiled brightly, at (Y/N) in particular. He watched as she nervously reached up to play with her hair as her eyelashes fluttered, subtly enticing the actor.

“Hi, I’m (Y/F/N).” (Y/F/N) waved before nudging (Y/N) a bit when she hesitated too long to answer.

“(Y/N).” She blushed softly, looking down bashfully away from the sparkling celadon gaze of the blonde actor. He was so unbelievably gorgeous and if she played her cards right, he’d be all hers.

“Are you two leaving?” Ben asked, smirking softly at (Y/N)’s shyness, but his own eyes slightly saddened. If they couldn’t convince them to stay, he would’ve wasted his chance to get with her.

“Yeah, we were thinking of hitting up another pub not too far from here. We were wondering if you guys might like to join us.” (Y/F/N) smiled, looking at Joe in particular, fluttering her eyelashes.

The blonde looked to his American friend with a smirk and shrug. “I’m game if you are.” Anything to keep him near this seemingly lovely (H/C) girl.

“Who am I to deny the request of a lovely lady.” Joe winked as he and Ben threw the remainder of their drinks back. Tonight, was about to get interesting.

Part 2

A/N: you definitely don’t need to read The Game | 1 | Joe Mazzello to understand this but it does give more pieces to the puzzle like what happened when joe went to the other table or more texting conversations with Gwil. Both stories will be updated simultaneously for this reason

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On set visits; Queen x reader x Borhap boys pt. 2

*Author's note*

And here is part 2. And that's all I've got of the Rock Angel for now. Hope you all enjoy this special binge read of the series. Soon enough the story will come to an end after a few more chapters (I've had the last chapter written for like 2 years now) but I hope you all enjoy this chapter as well as the binge reading I have provided for you all. Until next time, stay healthy, stay safe, and anyone getting their vaccines GOOD LUCK!

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*Meeting the new Rock Angel. Filming continues*

A few days later after bonding with the actors playing my boys, I came to any day of filming I could (outside of my album recording and touring with Queen and Adam). Now the boys promised me and I knew they would follow up with it, the young actress they got to play me in as a cameo for the Live Aid sequence.

I was talking with Miami when we both heard a knock and that's when Graham King came in.

"I've got her."

"Bring her in." I said. He opened the door wider and soon came in the young woman came in.

"You wanted to see me Mrs. Kline?"

"Yes my dear come in." I said. She came in and took a seat on one of the producer's chair. "I wanted to speak to you guys privately about some things that have come up. But first I would like to know your name my dear girl."

"Ashley. My name's Ashley Johansson. But my friends call me Ash."

"Lovely to meet you Ash, from what I saw up there you—you blew me away."

"Uhh thank you. And can I just say I've been such a big fan of yours. My mum always played your first album on repeat every day when she'd take me to school. But I thank her for that cause your story has just been such an inspiration to not only me but her as well."

"I'm flattered Ash. I'm always happy to hear that I inspire people, even when I feel like I'm not really doing anything. All I do is just bring my music out into the world and try to give voice to things that other's don't deem important."

"That makes you an inspiration Mrs. Kline." She said.

"Oh please Ash darling, call me (y/n)."

"Okay....(y/n)."

"Now then straight to business. As you know Hollywood's always wanting to create biopics of anything and everything. And while I've been aware of both Queen's story as well as Elton's life being made into films. I've always been reluctant in getting my story out, but from what I saw a few days ago I feel like I might've found the right team to do just that. So my dear Ash, tell me this; who do you trust the most in Queen?" she looked at me confused but she soon realized just what I was doing.

"Brian was asking me tons of questions but that was the only question Roger ever asked me."

"And what did you tell him?"

"I told him, that.....All the members of Queen are my family. But if I had to pick, Roger has always seen each side of me. Whether it was the happiest moment of my life, or the darkest day. He's seen my true colors that none of the other band members had seen." I smiled softly and said.

"What happened after you said that?"

"He—he might not have wanted anyone to know but—I could swear I saw him wipe a tear from his eye." I smiled and lowered my head.

"That's my papa lion alright." I muttered. I looked back up to Graham and Ashley and continued, "After seeing the hard work you all have put into Queen's story, I've come to the decision along with my manager and former boss Miami, that I'm willing to sign off the rights to the film to you Graham King. And I want you my dear Ash to play me." They both looked at me in surprise.

"You're—you're serious? You-you want me to play you?"

"I can think of no other person. My uncle and father figures chose well. They—after all knew me better than I knew myself." I heard Miami chuckle softly.

"Thank you (y/n)."

"But there are conditions that I seriously must emphasize on."

"Whatever you want."

"Okay first; I will be heavily involved with the project."

"Done." He said.

"Second, there are some events I will allowed to be shown. But I absolutely refuse to have the stalking episode I was forced to suffer with be heavily shown. It can be touched on but I want nothing else about it in the film. It was hell for my family and my children were scarred for almost ten years, especially my daughter."

"It was horrifying. In my Folklore and true crime class, someone actually did a story on him in the aspect of why celebrity stalking should've been taken more into consideration." Ash said. I closed my eyes heavily trying to compose myself when I felt a hand grasp mine.

"If anything more is spoken about in regards to my Angel's stalker, the project will immediately be terminated." Miami said. I turned to him and he looked at me and nodded firmly as he patted my hand comfortingly.

"The writer's will be informed on it immediately."

"And in regard to Queen's casting, make sure that those four young boys are involved with the project. I love all four of them, they are—everything I remember when I first worked with Queen."

"It shall be done. After this film wraps up and the premiere at Wembley Stadium, you and I can meet at Abbey Road to discuss further more on the project and all the rights that need to be signed." Graham told me.

"Graham King, you've got yourself a deal." We both shook on it. A pact forged that a movie about the Rock Angel would come to place.

Months passed and I was busy touring alongside Queen and Adam for a time, up until Brian decided to pop in on set for a surprise visit. He told me that the boys were now filming the Rockfield farm studio scenes. Now this was one filming session I definitely didn't want to miss.

Brian and I drove up to the location in Hertfordshire, a charming little place known as Stocker's farmhouse and cottage. Since the real Rockfield farm studios wasn't suitable for filming, and ridge farm closed down back in 2003, Stocker's was the only place left.

Coming up onto the filming location, I began to see it looking sorta similar to what Rockfield was when I had used it earlier in my career.

"The studio definitely chose the perfect setting I must say." I said to Brian who was driving.

"Indeed. When the lads and I first came to Rockfield farm we couldn't believe that that was what Fred had in mind."

"But the wide open spaces sure do provide little to no distraction. Guess that's what made a Night at the Opera so successful to you guys."

"You really think so?"

"I know that's how it was for my first album. Plus why do you think your 5th album is the most talked about in regard to your earlier works."

"Suppose you do have a point." He shrugged. After about ten minutes of driving through the country roads, we finally arrived at the farm and the barn house there made me think of the real Rockfield farm studios.

"Not quite the same but the atmosphere of it just brings back memories doesn't it?"

"It does indeed. Shall we go surprise them?"

"Yes, lets." He shut the car off and we both exited the car. We walked towards the barn house where the guys must already be filming right about now since there wasn't really anyone outside. Once we got up to the door, Brian slowly and quietly opened the door but gestured me to go in first.

"Oh lady's first." He said.

"Thank you." I walked inside and Bri followed behind me. Inside I saw some of the crew walking around setting some stuff up. All around it was like the actual recording studio Rockfield farm had. From all the pictures I remember seeing in either magazines or even Brian himself, it was like I was transported back in time to when Queen recorded "A Night at the Opera".

"You know some of those amps and even Roger's kit we used at the time are here."

"Really? So you and Rog donated some of the actual gear?"

"Yep. Since the fans will be nitpicky about certain aspects it's just a fun little way to give them a taste of some of the real equipment. Even Red's here."

"No way. No wonder why you've been using those Red special copies throughout the tour. But Bri are you sure it's okay? I mean I know how protective you are of Red."

"She's been in the best of care."

"Right, right with your mini-copy. I swear even out of the wig and the clothes I can still see you in Gwilym. Are you sure you didn't have another child with a different woman besides Chrissie?"

"I'm positive." He assured me.

"Oh and speak of the devil there's your clone now. Why don't you go say hi while I go find the rest of the little rascals." I patted his shoulder and walked off. As I walked along I saw a familiar figure wearing a long blonde hair sitting next to another young man wearing long auburn hair that went past his shoulder.

I shook my head and walked up to them saying.

"God I swear it's like I transported back in time to 1975." They looked up and proclaimed my name. I was soon tackled in a sandwiched by Joe Mazzello and Ben Hardy.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were touring?" asked Ben.

"I was. But Brian decided to do a little surprise visit so I figured since I missed seeing you four so much, I figured I'd tag along and see how it's coming along. So what all have you done since I was last here?"

"We did a scene in Miami's office to represent Queen getting back together before Live Aid, a concert at Madison Square Garden, and the recording studio scene with Mike Myers." Joe explained.

"Now for the next couple of weeks we'll be doing some of the Rockfield farm recordings as well as the Bohemian Rhapsody music video, when Freddie joins Smile, and the "I want to Break free music video." Ben finished.

"Oh now that last one I've got to see for myself." I said grinning ear to ear. "I'll bet you four are gonna rock the drag look just like my boys did. Especially you Ben." I teased as I gently pinched his cheek.

"Yeah Benjamin I can't wait to see you in that skirt." Joe teased as well pinching his other cheek.

"Alright, alright you two enough." He said brushing our hands away and trying to contain his blush. I giggled softly.

"When that day comes, do I got some stories to share with you all about that day."

"We look forward to hearing them." Said Joe.

"And I look forward to telling them. Just let me know if you boys ever get bored of an old woman ranting on about the past."

"Never (y/n). We could never be bored of you. We love having you here, you've given us a lot of support and advice for playing your coworkers and family members." Ben said as he leaned his head against my shoulder.

"Yeah. We could never get bored of you. The day we get bored of you is the day the four of us stop being Queen fanatics. And this movie only keeps increasing our fandom tenfold each and every day." Joe said as he leaned up against my other shoulder.

"Aww you boys are sweet." I kissed Ben's cheek first which made him blush and softly chuckle.

"You lucky dog! I wanna Rock Angel smooch!"

"Then pucker up Joey dear." He puckered up his lips and I leaned in but at the last second I kissed his cheek which made him pout like a child. I laughed and said. "Sorry my dear, but my lips are reserved for one man."

"Can't blame a guy for trying though right?" he asked hopefully.

"No. I guess not. Now Benjamin, if you'll come with me real quick I would like to spend a little one on one time with you." I wrapped an arm around him when Joe said.

"Better not seduce him away from me!"

"Please Joe dear like I'd ever steal a man from you!" I cried back at him. We walked outside and walked towards the cottage. "Ben I've been wanting to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"When we first met; I had mentioned that I was looking forward to seeing you play the drums, but I noticed that you seemed a bit—tense." He froze right there on the spot. I turned towards him and stood in front of him. "Benjamin. Is there something you'd like to share with the class?"

"Well I—uhh.....when I, when I went to auditioned I—might've said that I......knew how to play the drums. But I've....never drummed a day in my life."

"So you lied? You lied and ended up getting the part of playing my only father figure in the world?" I snapped.

"I'm sorry (y/n) I just really wanted the job. But I worked hard and trained over ten hours a day in the 8 weeks rehearsal time before we shot Live Aid. I just love Queen so much and I—"

"Ben." I pressed my finger to his lips. "Relax. I knew you lied the second day of filming. Roger told me."

"Did he mention the prank that Rami tried to pull on me?" I nodded as I hummed. "Damn rat."

"Oh trust me. When it comes to certain secrets, Roger cannot keep them forever. Especially when his lion cub gets involved in wanting to know." I removed my finger and cupped underneath his jawline. "But when I saw you perform the entire Live Aid sequence, it hardly seemed like you hadn't drummed a day in your life. While I don't condone for liars, I appreciate that you took the time to study just how exactly Roger drums."

"It wasn't easy. But he was supportive and he even gave me a mini drum lesson. Of course he had to step back and say 'alright. Show me what you got'."

"That's exactly like Roger. He always did the same to me whenever he gave me a drum lesson. I remember when he taught me how to play 'Don't stop me now' back when I was an intern and he told me to play it all the way through."

"Jesus that's rough."

"Depends on how you look it. Guess I got on the lighter end than you did cause he's always had a soft spot for me. But his heart's always in the right place when he mentors. Just ask his son Rufus. That boy takes everything after his father. Not just his looks but his talent too."

"Yeah. Roger has given me some good pointers on how to strike the cymbals on a certain song. Or how to properly spin the drumsticks."

"Knowing how to keep the heartbeat going. The drums are the center of the band. If one beat is off, the entire song can go to shit."

"That was always his number one rule to playing the drums. Drilled that into my head every time." I sighed reminiscing the old days of my tutorial sessions with my dad. "So he really was like your father?"

"Yeah. Out of all the members of Queen, Roger was the one I was drawn to the most. It also helped that he loved me just as much as I did him. Always there to comfort me at my lowest moments, but there to celebrate and keep me grounded when I was higher than a kite. Roger Taylor has and will always be my papa lion."

"That's so cute you guys called each other that. Anytime you came up in conversation, Roger always called you his lion cub."

"Either that or his lioness. Lioness is more for the moments when my true strength comes into play and I do something world changing. Lion cub is like a private thing between us. God I can't believe I confessed to him being a lion to me when I was drunk. But if I'm being honest, I don't regret it."

"I can see you don't, my little lion cub." I looked at him and he just gave me Roger's cheeky grin and that familiar twinkle in his eyes just made my heart flutter.

"Cheeky." I grinned. He smiled and shrugged playfully.

Yeah I know he may not look exactly like Roger when I met him but there are some mannerisms that Ben has that just made me think of my adoptive father.

We continued to walk into the cottage cause I wanted to see what they did to the inside of it. There I saw Rami sitting by the piano in the now wearing the long black hair that Fred had at the time. Jesus without the tache, he looked more like Freddie than I could ever imagine.

However that happiness soon turned to dread and absolute disgust as soon coming right beside Rami was a young man who looked like someone who I had loathed my entire life. The one man who made my life a living hell throughout my years with Queen, the poison who nearly destroyed Queen and exposed my secret to the boys.

It was Paul Prenter.

Rami and Paul were chatting away with each other and I felt sick to my stomach.

"(Y/n)? You okay?" Ben asked me.

"Excuse me." I muttered as I passed him. I trudged right over towards Rami and shielded him. "Stay. Away. From him you snake!"

"E-excuse me?" he asked confused. "I don't know what you're talking about." Typical Prenter.

"Don't play games with me Prenter! You might've fooled Freddie once but you will not do it again! I lost him because of you. You ruined his life! And I swear to you I will make you pay for it. I'm not that little girl anymore!"

"(Y/n)! (Y/n) calm down. He's not really Paul Prenter." Rami tried to reason with me.

"Freddie please I'm doing this to protect you!" I then gripped the collar of Paul's shirt and dragged him aside. "You lying son of a bitch! How dare you show yourself again!"

"Wait! Wait I'm not Paul Prenter!"

"STOP LYING TO ME!!!"

"(Y/N)! (Y/N) (M/N) KLINE LET. HIM GO!!" I turned to see Brian as well as Joe, Gwilym and Ben along with some of the crew staring at me. Brian stomped towards me and pulled me away from Paul and he said to me in a stern voice. "The real Paul Prenter is dead. He's been dead just as long as Freddie has. That's an actor playing him. Alan Leech."

My adrenaline came down and when I looked at 'Prenter' again to see that it wasn't the Paul Prenter I knew. For one thing this guy was much younger, the tache wasn't as thick as Paul's was, and his eyes weren't as cold as I remembered Prenter's, they shown with absolute fear.

Oh god.....what have I done? I collapsed to the ground trembling with regret as tears formed in my eyes. I buried my face into my arms as I softly wept. It was then I felt Brian's arms wrap around me, his head gently resting on top of mine as he rocked me slowly while I wept.

*3rd Person POV*

Rami, Joe, Gwilym and Ben looked at each other before turning towards Allen who spoke not a word but was just as worried as the four main ensemble cast was. Rami first tried to approach (y/n) but Brian looked up at him and put his hand up and shook his head.

After she went silent, Brian helped her stand up and he walked her over to the car. He allowed her to just sit there and have some time to herself. Once he shut the door, the young actors walked up to Brian and Joe asked.

"Is she gonna be okay?"

"With time. Allen I apologize ever so much but you can't blame (y/n). The real Paul Prenter he—put her through hell when she started off as an intern. One thing he did was extremely unforgivable that I don't see why we ever kept him around."

"Brian, she uhh—I know I shouldn't say this but when she was trying to defend me from Paul, she—actually called me Freddie." Brian sighed solemnly and said.

"She still blames herself."

"What do you mean?" asked Gwilym.

"Come with me lads." Brian led them over to the cottage porch and all of them sat down along either the railings, the porch swing or on the two chairs that were out. "As you know everyone in Freddie's life suffered after his death. Some of us still grieve the way we do like Roger and myself. And there are some who became so fragile like Deacy. (Y/n).....she's always lied on the in between stage. She misses Freddie beyond anything no mistake about that, but then there are days when she blames herself."

"Blames herself?" Rami asked.

"Yes. See, when Freddie first told us that he was diagnosed with AIDS. He wanted to keep it away from (y/n), because her career was skyrocketing, plus she had her own family to look after with Kelly and the twins. Freddie didn't want her to worry about him, but one year when we were all in Montreux recording our last album Innuendo, (y/n) allowed us to stay at a vacation house of hers that she had there. That's when she began to deduce just what was wrong with Fred. He told Roger and myself that the poor dear had blamed herself for not being there for him. Because—well truthfully there was a fallout with Queen and the Rock Angel for a time. Now whether we make that into the film is unknown I know writers are always doing rewrites. But she felt like had she stepped up to Prenter or held onto Freddie just a bit longer before turning her back on him, he would've been alive today."

"Jesus." Muttered Ben.

"Poor lass." Allen muttered.

"But she couldn't have known. None of you did."

"And we didn't. Because Fred didn't want anyone to know. It was his personal business and his alone. And although (y/n) says she accepts that it wasn't her fault, there are some days where she says it is. And any reminder of it just sometimes makes her snap."

"I don't blame her. I—I know exactly what she's going through because of my dad's illness. Anything regarding glioblastoma and I just freak out. But—thanks to these guys I.....don't know where I would be."

"We're here for you mate." Gwil said as he patted Joe's knee.

"So you see guys, this film is bringing back a lot of memories for her. Good and bad. So Allen I really hope you don't take offense to what just happened."

"Not at all Brian. Besides after hearing and probably thinking what the real Paul Prenter did, no wonder why she would get defensive around Rami. I hold no grudge against her."

"Thank you. Just—give her time to cool down and then you all can go see her." The five boys nodded in agreement and took the guitarist's word.

*My POV*

After a while once I calmed down and decided I needed to find young Allen Leech and apologize for my erratic behavior. I got out of the car and dapped my eyes with a handkerchief and walked towards the barn.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Kline. We're—not sure it's a good idea for you to be here right now." Said one of the crew members. That's understandable, I knew it wouldn't be that easy.

"It's not that we don't want you here it's just that, well after seeing what happened between you and Mr. Leech. We—think it'd be best if you were to not be on the set for a while." I sighed and said.

"I understand. I was way out of line. But—can you please express my deepest apologizes to Mr. Leech. As well as the boys."

"You can tell me that yourself." An Irish voice spoke up. It was then I looked up to see the five boys themselves.

"You're not going anywhere." Said Rami.

"Mr. Malek, we....."

"We heard what you said dear. Now step away from our Rock Angel so that the six of us may talk." He came up and took my hand and the boys took me into the cottage.

We came into the kitchen area and Rami gestured for me to sit down. Joe pulled out a chair and I sat down while the boys surrounded me.

"Boys; I—what you all had to witness, I have no excuse for my behavior. I am ashamed that you all had to see me act like that. Especially you Allen dear. I—hope you all can find it in your hearts to forgive me."

"I do. Seeing me remind you of someone who—was just known to be such an arsehole and black sheep in Queen's circle, I can see why you acted the way you did. I would've done the same thing too had I seen someone I hate come back and standing before someone who was once a dear friend of mine." Allen said. He came up to me and extended his hand.

"Why don't we forget this whole mess ever happened and start over? Hello Rock Angel, my name's Allen Leech." I looked up at him and smiled as I took his hand.

"Pleasure to meet you Allen darling. And please like I've told these guys, call me (y/n)." he smiled and that's when I stood up and hugged Allen and he hugged me back.

"Aww now that's sweet." Rami cooed.

"We're all friends now." Joe said with a smile.

"Yes. We're all friends. Now get in here you lot, group hug boys!" they all laughed and cheered as we all came together and group hugged each other. Forming a new bond and a new start with one another.

Thankfully the studio actually managed to let me stay the rest of the day after that whole fiasco (all thanks to the boys but mostly Allen for agreeing to not press charges on me for assault). Of course they warned me that with another outburst like that, not only would I not be allowed on set again, my consultant position would be taken away.

So I was more well behaved than usual after hearing that I would be kicked off the set.

Right now the lads were recording Gwilym's bit for the guitar solo, but what was cool was that the crew decided to allow Brian to play the solo for the fun of it. So as the playback of Freddie's voice came on, Gwilym stepped aside while Brian came in his spot and began playing his guitar solo.

I stood beside Gwilym as we both observed Brian playing the famed Bohemian Rhapsody guitar solo. I even took my phone out and took a video of what was going on. After the solo, Gwilym walked over to Brian and I made sure to get both of them in the shot.

"That's brilliant. I love that." Rami's voice spoke as Freddie from the other side of the recording studio.

"So now what?" asked Gwilym.

"The operatic section." Said Rami. Both Gwilym and Bri nodded. A grin spreading across Gwilym's face as he muttered.

"Ah-huh. The operatic section. Good."

"Of course." Brian said. Jesus just seeing them like this and hearing the same voice come out of them, it really was like we took Bri back from 1975 and brought him here.

When Dexter Fletcher called cut, I stopped my video and said.

"Oh man Jack's gonna flip when he sees this."

"Is he ever gonna come by for a visit?" Brian asked me.

"Yeah I myself would like to meet the famous Jack Kline." Joe said from the other side of the booth.

"Well unlike us where we know when our schedules begin, law enforcement doesn't get days off. Especially when he's going for the Chief's chair. But who knows maybe he might come by for a day if not a few hours."

"I hope so. It's been awhile since we've seen that husband of yours." Brian told me.

"Yeah, I know. Jack misses coming in every day just like the old days."

"I'll bet he does. Or he just misses seeing the love of his life perform and rehearse. Back in the day when you kids first started dating, he'd always have that puppy love look in his eyes as he watched up on stage. Remember the time in Seattle?"

"That was in Houston, Bri. If you're meaning the time he was so distracted by watching me that he almost ended up tripping over the stage, that was in Houston, Texas."

"Oh yeah that's right."

"Alright we've had our fun, now let's do this for real. Gwilym get to your mark. Brian and (y/n), gonna have to ask you both to get out of the shot frame please."

"Good luck Gwilym dear." I said as I gave him a peck on the cheek for luck as Brian handed him his original red special and we both walked out of the frame and stood behind the camera.

The day continued on filming the boys recording the famed song that this movie was named after and I swear to you, it was like I was seeing history happen. Like I was transported back in time to the summer of 1975 and seeing my boys (just five years before they even became my boys, back when I was just one of their millions of fans) record one of my favorite albums.

And even seeing the struggle and perfectionism that Freddie had for this song. Rami truly brought Freddie's perfectionist behavior right onto the camera and it just—had me bewildered. It was like I was seeing Freddie again, hard at work on his masterpiece.

After a long day's filming, Brian and I unfortunately had to head back to the city to actually record an album together that he was helping me produce. Since touring was over for now, the boys and I (yes including Adam) we were all focusing on our solo stuff now till the next tour came around.

And since Bri had some free time after working with a talented young woman, I had asked him to come help produce my latest album 'Resurrection'. Ever since hearing about the Queen film and also hearing that Elton as well was going to make a biopic film, the title was named in honor of their upcoming films.

Because it would show a whole new generation of audiences what their stories were and show them that like a phoenix, Queen and Elton will resurrect because you can't keep down true legendary artists.

So for about 2 weeks Brian helped produce the album and of course he and I would post on our Instagram accounts both pictures of brief videos of some behind the scenes stuff of our partnership together.

"And there she is. Working diligently as ever." I heard Bri said. I looked up from my I-Pad to see him holding his phone, probably taking a video for his collection package he likes to do on certain events on his Instagram.

"Yes and I thought you'd be helping me too."

"I am. I'm your publicity for now, then I'll go back to being your producer." I smiled and laughed as Brian chuckled. He turned his phone onto him as he spoke to his Instagram followers, "As you can see we're both working extremely hard. Now we can't give too much away, but you can expect this album to be just as powerful as her previous albums in the past."

"But we unfortunately have to go now, our special guest on the album has just arrived and like Bri said, I never give away spoilers." I said as I came in the shot now.

"Okay well you heard the Angel ladies and gents, this is us signing off till next time. Bye."

"Bye!" Brian turned off the video camera and exited his account. And just as he pocketed his phone away, my special guest came in through the doors.

"(Y/n)!"

"Pink, my sister how have you been?" Yep you read right. I had reached out to the one and only Pink to come sing a duet with me. For years since she came up on the market, people have confused our voices cause she and I had the same powerful low range vocals.

Our first time doing a duet was—oh gosh I wanna say very early 2000's. I wanna say even just shortly after the 9-11 attack. I wanted to bring up an album that would spark some life and hope into the people of America, my in-laws especially cause when we lost Jared and Gen, the whole family felt like it was gonna come apart.

I auditioned several young female artists to sing along with me but their voices just either weren't right for the album or they sounded too nasally. But when this young woman at the time, an artist barely known came along, it blew me away at how our voices could mold well together.

So with me singing in a higher range and her taking the low range we launched the song 'Death by bombs, (live by hope)'. It was at the #1 charts in America for the entirety of the New York cleanup and became a national anthem. Pink and I were even asked for several years to sing the song every 9-11 for about 9 years.

Now here we are again six years after our last collaboration.

"You ready to do this?" I asked her.

"Angel, I was born ready. Anytime to sing with you is always gonna be a good one."

"Alright then ladies, step into the booth and let's get this song rolling."

"You got it Brian." Pink said enthusiastically as she and I walked with an arm wrapped around each other's shoulders and we walked into the booth together to begin our work.

Another week passed and when I received a message from Ben Hardy telling me that they were about to start filming my all time favorite music video 'I want to break free' I was on the first flight back to England (since I was recording the album in America) to see the shooting for myself.

I walked through the studio and everything came flooding back. The extras in the cow patterned leotards, the design of the music video set but it wasn't until I saw Joe dressed in the same granny attire that Deacy wore that hit me with pure nostalgia.

"Oh my god nana Johanna I did not know you were still alive." I said exasperatedly.

"Yeah, yeah hahaha very funny." Joe sneered.

"No, no Joe don't take my comment as an insult. You look—every ounce from what I remember Deacy looking like the day I came by with my wedding invitations."

"You were passing out wedding invitations during this music video?" he asked me. I nodded with a hum.

"Jack and I decided to come by to see the guys cause I wanted to deliver their invitations personally. And also ask them to walk me down the aisle since—well you probably know."

"Yeah I get it." He said as he came up and placed a hand on my shoulder. "So you really think I looked exactly like John did?"

"Absolutely. All that's missing is a crying girl crying out 'where's daddy! Where's daddy! That's not my daddy'."

"Okay this could be my dirty mind but that sounded—" I playfully slapped him in the back of the head.

"You're right to get your head out of the gutters young man! I was referring to his daughter Laura. I mean I wasn't there to see it, but Veronica had told me just shortly after the shoot that she had brought the kids over to see their father. Of course Michael and Robert were hysterical with laughter, but poor little Laura who was only 4 at the time was crying cause she didn't recognize her dad."

"Awww well if you wanna recreate it, I can call my sister and get my niece on Facetime to see if it'll work."

"As much as I would love to see that, let's not scar your niece up for life. But yeah, Laura kept denying that the old granny was her dad. Until he took off the wig and she recognized her daddy's fluffy hair."

"That is literally the most adorable thing I've ever heard."

"I know. Laura was a sweet kid. She was the one most attached to me when I first met her. She even recreated a bit of my song for my birthday when she was just 3 years old."

"Okay (y/n) seriously stop you're gonna give me cavities at this point." I laughed and said.

"Alright now show me the rest of the boys, I want to see them."

"They all look amazing. Except for Ben." I looked at him skeptically but he just took my hand and led me towards the kitchen part of the set. There I saw Rami by the table in the pink shirt and leather black skirt, sporting the 1950's hairdo and nails that Freddie wore that day. Gwilym by the fridge in the pink nightie and bunny slippers, along with the curlers, and of course Ben in the 'Rogerina' getup.

The same style wig, the schoolgirl outfit with the leggings, the heels. Wow he looked more of a Rogerina than the real Roger did for this music video.

I let out a wolf whistle and that's when the three of them turned towards me.

"Rogerina has returned. The women who makes men drool at her feet and women turn for her. And if my son Freddie were here, honey you would most certainly turn him."

"God (y/n) please stop embarrassing me." Ben whined.

"I shall not. My cousin Rogerina was the talk of the town back home. Of course along with Aunt Brianna and Fairy godmother Frida."

"Is that what you really called the guys when you saw them like this?" asked Gwilym.

"Who do you think started the trend names? Freddie's was—kinda last minute since....well due to certain things going on at that time. But really you guys, I love each and every one of you."

"I'm still disappointed in Ben's look." Joe bluntly stated.

"And why's that?"

"His thighs are too big. Too much rugby."

"Yes Joe I know. I've been trying to slim down as best I could but these thighs man!"

"Not everyone can please everybody Ben. But trust me when I say, fans will love this and will love you as Rogerina. Plus I think you look absolutely beautiful."

"You really think so?"

"Hell yeah. You're still prettier than I am."

"Oh come on now that's never gonna happen. You are an eternal beauty."

"That's what I've been telling her for years." A voice said behind us. No way. It—it couldn't be. I turned around and my ears weren't deceiving me at all.

Dressed in grey shirt with a dark color blazer and dark blue jeans, the greying of his once blonde hair but those warm eyes of his were unmistakable. A wide smile spread across my face as I laughed out and walked towards him.

"Jack!" I hugged him and he hugged me back. I separated but kept my arms wrapped around his neck. "What are you doing here?"

"The case got solved so I figured might as well put some time off and see just what you and Freddie were talking about. So I called up Roger and asked him where the filming was at, and here I am."

"Ohhh you." I leaned forward and we gave each other a loving kiss.

"Awww." We separated from each other and I cleared my throat.

"Whoa. Okay did we just transport back in time?" asked Jack.

"No love. Boys, I'd like you to meet my husband and the love of my life for over 30 years, Jack Kline. Jack, this is Rami Malek, Gwilym Lee, Joe Mazzello and Ben Hardy." I pointed to each of the actors individually.

"It's a pleasure to meet you boys." Jack said with a wave.

"Believe us, it's an honor to meet you Mr. Kline. Brian, Rog and (y/n) have told us many stories about you." said Rami.

"Oh god, if Roger was telling the stories he made me look bad didn't he?" I playfully slapped his chest.

"Not all the time." replied Ben.

"In all seriousness, I must say.....wow this is....."

"I know right? Oh darling just wait till you see the Live Aid sequence Brian managed to record. Don't they just look the part?"

"Yeah. So much so that it's almost scary."

"Ohh and Jack dear, you remember back when George and Jackson were obsessed with Jurassic Park?"

"Lord do I ever. They practically ruined the tape." He said with a groan.

"Well—Joe here, played the young boy Tim in the film." I then saw Jack's jaw drop as he turned towards Joe.

"So you're—you were....."

"Yep. I was little Tim Murphy in Jurassic Park. My first major gig that got my name out there."

"Wow. And seeing you now dressed like this it—you look so much like him." Jack said in awe. I turned to Joe with a 'told you so' look.

"Yeah it was scary to see just how much I looked like him. I even asked my mom if she was up to anything around 1983." Jack laughed.

The rest of the day was spent seeing the boys perform the music video, as well as a couple more stage concerts from both the 70's and 80's. When Jack got to see these four young actors in full Queen costume and hair/makeup, he was blown away. As we were in the back of the extras who were the crowd, Jack kept his arms around me as we watch in awe.

His head leaning against mine as we watched Rami literally become Freddie with every strut, head turn and bent back, se saw Gwilym play a model of the red special guitar just how Brian is known for, Ben working hard in the back with the drums literally playing just like how Roger is known to play. But I know that out of the four of them, Jack was beyond amazed at seeing Joe Mazzello play his former mentor and idol John 'Disco' Deacy.

His bass playing and even doing the funky little moves that John as known to do on a more upbeat song like 'Fat Bottomed girls,' or 'We will Rock you'. We clapped along with the extras and cheered for them. I knew that with what I've seen so far, this movie was going to be—sensational. Just like the band themselves.

Later that night after wrapping for the day, Jack and I were now at home getting ready for bed.

"So, what did you think of it?"

"They picked the right actors. And the right team to work on it. You were right (y/n)."

"Of course I am." I teased.

"Don't get cheeky with me love, you know what I mean. This movie it—it's everything I hoped it would be. I just wonder if—he would've loved it." I looked at my husband empathetically and said so

"He does." I looked out towards the window up at the stars and continued, "They both do." I felt Jack wrap his arm around me and the two of us cuddled up close together and fell right asleep after a long and busy day.

[straighttohellbuddy]

yo yo yo the question list, number 1 and 2

(you probably have way too many things to choose from for number 1 but just instinctively what is your favorite thing you've done hehhe >:])

@strawberrymilkgeorge FIZZY BELOVED HOW COULD U DO THIS TO ME?? MAKE ME CHOOSE?? /lh

1: What’s your favourite creation of yours? And why?

Im going to do my overall favourite, and a fandom specific, I don't care if it's cheating you're right it's v hard to choose one 😅😅

I will get down on my knees and absolutely fucking BEG anyone who cares even a little about the actor Ben Hardy (X-Men Apocalypse, Bohemian Rhapsody) to read my favourite fic I've ever written;

heard your name in every love song

72k, completed Fem!Actor!Reader who plays one of the Horsemen in X-Men Apocalypse with Ben. Its literally the best thing I've ever written, I love every single thing about it with my whole entire heart!! Also it's not just romance focused, my favourite thing is watching the Reader's career just fucking take off. Also her friends; Merissa, Andrew, and Jamie are my 3 favourite side characters I've ever written. Good vibes, happy ending, PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU READ THIS FUCKING FIC

But okay, the fic that's come the closest to replicating that high for me is obviously

but you're talking in your sleep

I just get kind of overwhelmed with pride every time I read it, and I read it A LOT,, I wanna make it a comic, I want to make it a mini series, I never want to stop talking about it. Last night I found myself especially endeared by the friendship between Wilbur, reader, and Tommy, and how that all manifests differently to even their dynamics in duos 🥰🥰🥰

also every time I come back to once you say it out loud it can't be undone I feel like that anecdote about Queen's bass player where he's shitfaced and is like "this music's fantastic we should play stuff like this" and one of the others tells him "John this is our song" ... how did I write this fic? it just will always bewilder me how its literally 17k written and edited in 24 hours and it just ALWAYS SLAPS and feels so good and full and complete

2: A creation that came out completely different to what you had first pictured in your mind

If I work on a story long enough it usually always changes from the jumping off point. Most of my oneshots have the vibes I intended, but longer things tend to change a lot.

Actually you know a surprising one is midas, I had a few different versions of Ghost!Reader that I was half considering, and I still have like 1k of disconnected snippets in a draft, but for fun here's a good example of how different this Ghost!Reader was;

"It took me fucking dying to realise I was living for other people, following other people's orders, putting other people's lives before my own; what have I got to lose if I trust my own judgement? My life? Not anymore." Lip curling, the ghost with your name lets a cruel laugh escape them, "So I've decided that L'manberg is mine. The presidency; mine. And you know what? The Greater Dream SMP throne? I'll be taking that too."

THANK U FOR LETTING ME YELL ABOUT MY FICS!!!! LOV U!!!!!

[rockinnrollin]

Could you write a fic with ben hardy raising his and the readers daughters

hello darling, after thinking about this for the past few days ive though of two things i could do.

first idea was a long head-cannon kind of style one-shot with blurbs for different scenarios through the years or the other was a mini series which would go into more detail for said events.

let me know what you guys think :)

- Jade xoxo

[thecrownnet]

See the main list of BAFTA TV award winners below

Leading Actress Michaela Coel, I May Destroy You – WINNER Letitia Wright, Small Axe Billie Piper, I Hate Suzie Daisy Edgar-Jones, Normal People Hayley Squires, Adult Material Jodie Comer, Killing Eve

Leading Actor Paul Mescal, Normal People – WINNER John Boyega, Small Axe Josh O’Connor, The Crown Paapa Essiedu, I May Destroy You Shaun Parkes, Small Axe Waleed Zuaiter, Baghdad Central

Drama Series Save Me Too – WINNER Gangs Of London I Hate Suzie The Crown

Single Drama Sitting In Limbo – WINNER Anthony Bbw (On The Edge) The Windermere Children

Comedy Entertainment Programme The Big Narstie Show – WINNER Charlie Brooker’s Antiviral Wipe Rob & Romesh Vs The Ranganation Production

Live Event Springwatch 2020 – WINNER Life Drawing Live! The Royal British Legion Festival Of Remembrance The Third Day: Autumn

Virgin Media’s Must-See Moment (as voted for by the public): Britain’s Got Talent: Diversity perform a routine inspired by the events of 2020 – WINNER Bridgerton: Penelope is revealed as Lady Whistledown EastEnders: Gary kills Chantelle Gogglebox: Reactions to Boris Johnson’s press conference Nigella’s Cook, Eat, Repeat: Mee-cro-wah-vay The Mandalorian: Luke Skywalker arrives

Mini-Series I May Destroy You – WINNER Adult Material Normal People Small Axe

Reality & Constructed Factual The School That Tried To End Racism – WINNER Masterchef: The Professionals Race Across The World The Write Offs

Female Performance In A Comedy Programme Aimee Lou Wood, Sex Education – WINNER Daisy Haggard, Breeders Daisy May Cooper, This Country Emma Mackey Sex Education Gbemisola Ikumelo, Famalam Mae Martin, Feel Good Male Performance In A Comedy Programme Charlie Cooper, This Country – WINNER Guz Khan, Man Like Mobeen Joseph Gilgun, Brassic Ncuti Gatwa, Sex Education Paul Ritter, Friday Night Dinner Reece Shearsmith, Inside No.9

Supporting Actor Malachi Kirby, Small Axe – WINNER Kunal Nayyar, Criminal: UK Michael Sheen, Quiz Micheal Ward, Small Axe Rupert Everett, Adult Material Tobias Menzies, The Crown

Supporting Actress Rakie Ayola, Anthony – WINNER Helena Bonham Carter, The Crown Leila Farzad, I Hate Suzie Siena Kelly, Adult Material Sophie Okonedo, Criminal: Uk Weruche Opia, I May Destroy You

Scripted Comedy Inside No. 9 – WINNER Ghosts Man Like Mobeen This Country

International Welcome To Chechnya: The Gay Purge (Storyville) – WINNER Little America Lovecraft Country Unorthodox

Single Documentary Locked In: Breaking The Silence (Storyville) – WINNER American Murder: The Family Next Door Anton Ferdinand: Football, Racism & Me Surviving Covid

BAFTA TV Craft Awards (ceremony held May 24)

Emerging Talent: Fiction Georgi Banks-Davies (Director), I Hate Suzie – WINNER Harry Tulley (Dubbing Mixer), Anthony Stephen S. Thompson (Writer), Sitting in Limbo William Stefan Smith (Director), On the Edge: BBW

Emerging Talent: Factual Marian Mohamed (Director) Defending Digga D – WINNER Ashley Francis-Roy (Shooting Producer/Director) Damilola: The Boy Next Door& The Real Eastenders Jessica Kelly (Director) The Schools that Chain Boys & Silicon Valley’s Online Slave Market Kandise Abiola (Producer) Terms & Conditions: A UK Drill Story

Costume Design Jacqueline Durran, Small Axe – WINNER Rosa Dias, Sex Education James Keast, Belgravia Amy Roberts, The Crown

Director: Factual Teresa Griffiths, Lee Miller – A Life on the Front Line – WINNER Xavier Alford, Locked in: Breaking the Silence (Storyville) James Bluemel, Once Upon a Time in Iraq Deeyah Khan, America’s War on Abortion (Exposure)

Director: Fiction Michaela Coel, Sam Miller, I May Destroy You – WINNER Lenny Abrahamson, Normal People Benjamin Caron, The Crown (episode 3) Steve McQueen, Small Axe

Editing: Fiction Editing Team, I May Destroy You – WINNER Chris Dickens, Steve McQueen, Small Axe Nathan Nugent, Normal People (episode 5) Pia Di Ciaula, Quiz

Make Up & Hair Design Jojo Williams, Small Axe – WINNER Bethany Swan, I May Destroy You Cate Hall, The Crown Louise Coles, Sarah Nuth, Lorraine Glynn, Erin Ayanian, The Great

Original Music Harry Escott, Roadkill – WINNER Cristobal Tapia De Veer, The Third Day (Episode 3) Scott Salinas, Baghdad Central Martin Phipps, The Crown

Photography & Lighting Shabier Kirchner, Small Axe – WINNER Ed Rutherford, Little Birds Rob Hardy, Devs Suzie Lavelle, Normal People

Production Design Helen Scott, Small Axe – WINNER Joel Collins, His Dark Materials Matt Gant, Megan Bosaw, Gangs Of London Samantha Harley, Alexandra Slade, Sex Education

Scripted Casting Gary Davy, Small Axe – WINNER Kate Rhodes James, Baghdad Central Lauren Evans, Sex Education Shaheen Baig, The Third Day

Sound: Fiction Jon Thomas, Gareth Bull, James Ridgway, Dillon Bennett, Eilam Hoffman, His Dark Materials (Episode 7) – WINNER Niall O’sullivan, Steve Fanagan, Niall Brady, Normal People Paul Cotterell, James Harrison, Ronald Bailey, Small Axe Sound Team, The Crown

Special, Visual & Graphic Effects Russell Dodgson, James Whitlam, Jean-Clement Soret, Robert Harrington, Dan May, Brian Fisher, His Dark Materials – WINNER Ben Turner, Reece Ewing, Chris Reynolds, Asa Shoul, Framestore, Untold Studios, The Crown Michael Illingworth, Oliver Milburn, Danny Hargreaves, Oliver Ogneux, Laura Usaite, Pedrom Dadgostar, War Of The Worlds Milk Visual Effects, Dneg Tv, Freefolk, Goodbye Kansas Studios, Greg Fisher, Dave Houghton, Cursed

Writer: Comedy Sophie Willan, Alma’s Not Normal – WINNER Charlie Brooker, Charlie Brooker’s Antiviral Wipe Daisy May Cooper, Charlie Cooper, This Country Writing Team, Ghosts

Writer: Drama Michaela Coel, I May Destroy You – WINNER Alastair Siddons, Steve Mcqueen, Small Axe Lucy Kirkwood, Adult Material Lucy Prebble, I Hate Suzie

[warren-lauren]

Works...

Taylor!Daughter reader x Ben Hardy mini series

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Prologue/Part 5 

Part 6

Part 7 - SMUT

MORE TO COME

May!Daughter reader x Gwilym Lee mini series

Part 1

Part 2

80′s Brian May x younger!reader mini series

Prologue

Part 0.1 - SMUT

Part 1 - SMUT

Part 2

MORE TO COME

80s Professor!Brian May mini series

Part 1

Part 2 - SMUT

MORE TO COME

Present Day!Brian May one shots

'I do’ under the stars - Danish!reader

Still Got It - younger!reader - SMUT

Present Day!Roger Taylor one shots

Do you think we should just stop doing this? - SMUT Part 1 /Part 2

Ben Hardy one shots

Jealous - SMUT

Gwilym Lee x reader one shots

Lovesick teenagers - Deacon!reader

Are you jealous? - SMUT

Fate - Gwilym Lee!Brian May

Damn! - SMUT

Joe Mazzello one shots

Not how it looks like

Do you want a kiss?

Brian May x reader one shots

Birthday, Bri! - Roger Taylor!GF!reader - SMUT

What are you afraid of? - SMUT

Yes, wife

1985!Live Aid - SMUT

Roger Taylor x reader one shots

Don’t you know how to knock? - SMUT

Covering up

John Deacon one shots

Always - SMUT

Freddie Mercury one shots

Small Deacon!Reader - FLUFF

REQUEST SOMETHING...

[hufflepuff221b]

So The Binding eh?

🚨SPOILERS 🚨

Beautiful tragic gay love story in all its beautiful tragic self?

Yup 😙👌

Annnd of course I've already cast everyone in my head if this was turned into an epic BBC mini series.

Emmett

Ben Hardy, we don't really get much of a description of Emmett other than he has sandy brown hair but he's soft and pretty and Ben Hardy in my head.

Lucian

Timothee Chalamet.

I feel this needs no explanation.

Seredith

The wonderful Helen Mirren. So Seredith doesn't have much of a part in the book but what an impression she would make with Helen playing her.

Mr Darnay

Michael Sheen. Can play the villain and the gentleman. I love him but he's shown he can be equal parts charming and sly.

[painandpleasure86]

Finally...

In this post (which I’ll update when I post something new) are my fics, mainly ~2k one-shots. Also, you can find most of my work here in my profile in Wattpad (Spanish) and AO3 (English) too.

Little guide: F to fluff, A to angst, S to smut, I to innuendo, P to platonnic, G to gen, H for humor.

Almost Paradise (with fem!Reader)   F, I

Little Teeth (Deaky and his family)             F

Deaky’s Diary, chapter #2 (fic series that will be continued)    F, A, G

Pull yourself together                 G

Things I couldn’t say to you       G

(Sleeping in) Good Company (request for 2 years event) (dad!John and a bit of Johnica)                         F, G

Happy outside home (fic for the event of the 70th birthday of John) (John and family)      F

more incoming...

Countless Love (Request)   F,P

Leaving my things ain’t easy G, A (coming soon)

more incoming...

My lips search for your lips (Breaky Week 2019)   F, A, I

Burned all my energy (Breaky Week 2019)     A, F

Request based in a fic prompt (this is a headcanon)    A,F

Request (Falling for your love on AO3)    F

The Song’s issues      F,A

more incoming...

Feelings, Feelings (Deacury Week 2019)       F, S

I see you hungry, I give you meat     S

Request based in a fic prompt      F, A, I

It’s a Hard Life (will be a fic series) (Binky’s DTIYS 2020)        P, A

I already found somebody to love   F, I

Give me your body (and your heart)   (entry for the 50 years of Queen event)       F

Request (Confession at the Party on AO3)    F

more incoming...

Supporting boyfriends    F, A

A Needed Surprise         F

Request (A way to end an argue on AO3)  F, A

more incoming...

I can’t live with you (but I can’t live without you)  (Johnica Week 2020)  F, A

You and I... and another one     F

Serendipity   F

We’re lucky to have Luke (Johnica Week 2021-Day 3)      F,A

I (still) feel love (for you) (Johnica Week 2021- Day 7)         F

Your wish is my command (request for the 2 years event)      F, H

After Show Surprise (entry for the 50 years of Queen event)    F

The 70th Birthday      F

more incoming...

A Birthday Surprise          G, H

My love for a boiled egg (request for the 2 years event) (Roger & Brian)           G,H

Getting inside the groove (Freddie & John)      G

Worst day ever  (entry for “50 years of Queen” event)           G, H

An outfit problem (entry for the 50 years of Queen event)      G

Pain is so close to pleasure (entry for the 70th birthday of John)     G, F

Unexpected Revelation (entry for the 70th birthday of John)  G, H

more incoming...

A Christmasy Introduction (Secret Santa 2019)   (Ben Hardy x fem!Reader)  F

Let me entertain you (Kink Week 2020)   (Freddie x John x Brian)  S

This little baby was my first attempt to do smut with more than two people at the same time... A fun challenge tbh

Neighbors AU   (Deazello)  F, A, S

(this was my first attempt to write a full mini novel. Sorry for this mess). Mastelist of that au made by my friend Kate <3

I was born to love you (“Get Down, Give Joy” Secret Santa’s Event 2020) (Jimercury: F, Frian/Maycury: P)

Request (Suitable for You on AO3)    (Jimercury)  F

Sheer Punk Attack (Froger)  F, H

You’re my favorite person (Froger)   F

Dancing Kings (John with Joe & Ben) (entry for the 70th deaky birthday event) G, H

Request (Rosy cheeks on AO3) (Maycury/Frian)  F

more incoming...

Dreaming (poem)

A message to all the fans around the world

Birthday Poem (Freddie’s birthday)

more incoming...

Collabs with Kate ( @warriorteam1924​ )

Collabs with Mary ( @johnstoast19 ) :

We’re okay (MLHBS AU)    F, G

Collabs with The Clog Factory server:

I’ll be back  with @pumpkinlilyao3​        G, H (rating Mature)

Don’t you hear my roar? with @newstart-newheart​ @johhstoast19 @living-on-my-own-fm​ @ivyyflowers​     G, H

Another contributions:

“Another Opportunity” (Breaky angsty blurb) in A Kind of Magic zine edited by @freaking-nix​

[jinxfirebolt18902]

Ohana Part 2 - (Ben Hardy!Warren Worthington III Serie)

Words: 1.824

Summary: Warren accidentally made a family of his own and he’s determined to do anything in his will to protect them, but maybe that won’t be enough and a little help may be needed.

A/N: I don’t like this that much but for now it will do, sorry. And sorry for the delay, Uni is killing me.

Part 1

[GIF NOT MINE]

Hours turned to days, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and the only thing that had changed was the little family’s life expectations and health deteriorating. Every other mutant had catched up with the news. Not only Angel had been re-captured but also Mockingbird… and their brood. It had caused quite a reaction around the place. First of all, an offspring coming out of both of them was obviously unplanned, and revolutionary somehow. On the other hand, everyone knew humans were capable of committing terrible atrocities against mutants, no news there. But taking a child who had so far showed no abnormality at all into an illegal, unsanitary, fight club was beyond what every mutant could expect. It was clear a few workers felt uncomfortable with the situation as well but they only followed rules and got paid, so the best they could do was sneak Warren’s cage next to hers for a few minutes. Yet it was extremely risky and had only happened twice in over seventy days.

Their bodies had changed. Warren’s torso had now new scars striping his white skin. She was thinner and looked pretty sick. She always gave most of her food to Charlie to make sure he wasn’t hungry. The food quality alone was pretty bad. Dehydration and malnutrition were slowly but surely making their way within their organisms, not to mention the exposure to viruses and infections. The walls were rotten with moisture as well as the remaining wooden doors. The metal ones were rusty and the place had no heating except for the showroom. Clouds of cigarette smoke hung in the rooms as the ventilation wasn’t great either. There was no possible way of not getting sick, especially if you weren’t eating well, or if you had a four-year-old’s immune system.

Charlie’s spirits were of general concern. The other women in her room tried their best to cheer him up and keep him entertained. It wasn’t really difficult as he was so young and creative games easily got him focused. The problem was Mockingbird was losing her life, in every sense. The red-headed lady had warned her, she had to be strong for her son, but even if she tried her body was collapsing gradually. Her mind had tricked her as well. She’d convinced herself she wasn’t the strong lonely winged girl she was years ago. That rough girl had disappeared and the new Mockingbird couldn’t find the strength within herself to keep going. Everyday was a new battle against life, and each one that passed was making her wonder when she would finally lose. She had been put to fight mutants a few times and each had ended with her barely conscious, Charlie being forced to stay with a stranger in another cage and forbidden to look at her injured mother till the next day. The first time they took her a lot of shouting happened.

Two men came in the room unexpectedly, wasting no time in opening her cage. She couldn’t even understand what was going on until a third man ripped Charlie off her arms and handed him over the next cage, the other two grabbing her by one of her arms each. Her brain couldn’t process the fact they had taken her son away from her for the first time since they were there, a guttural scream stuck in her throat as her eyes explored everywhere around her in desperation. The female mutant known as Birdy held Charlie’s hand in concern as the little boy was terrified watching his mom being drawn through the door, tears falling down his pink cheeks and cries escaping his mouth.

As soon as she was being carried down the hall her voice suddenly screeched at the top of her lungs. Warren’s head, which was blankly staring at an invisible point on the floor, shot up at the recognition of the scream. He stood up at a speed he hadn’t thought he could and shouted back, trying to put his head between the bars in a failed attempt to catch a glimpse of something, anything. Apparently she heard him, managing to stop the men from walking further.

—Warren?!

He called back but the men had already moved again, pulling her towards the big cage. Warren was beyond mad. He pushed so hard against the lock of the cage the motion sent it completely over itself. The commotion caused a crew to come check what Warren had done. As they began lifting his cage Warren grasped the collar of one of them pulling him against the bars, the nose of the guy bent against the cold material. He could feel Warren’s breath all over his face.

—Where the fuck are you taking her? —the question filled with menace. — Where is my son?! —this time he shouted it, spitting mini droplets onto his skin.

The other men helped the hostage and took a few feet away from Angel as they feared his unpredictable behaviour, taking his rapid breaths and visible neck veins as a warning. They told him. His expression became instantly one of worry. No… No, she can’t…

After twenty minutes of show, Mockingbird was being dragged back to her cage, a sight which, although Warren didn’t see, Edgar made sure to detail only to enjoy the frustration and helplessness in his eyes.

Charlie hadn’t stopped crying till one of the girls with vocal powers sang him a lullaby. When the door opened and they brought her in several gasps were heard. Though Birdy had the toddler asleep in her arms, she turned in case he would open his sterling grey eyes and see the decrepit state of his mom.

The other times she was recruited were pretty similar. Lots of shouting, crying and useless anger. Now it had been weeks since the last time she fought yet her body was no better. Bruises still lingered in her skin, which was grey not only due to the dirt but also to illness. Her mouth was dry with her lips all cracked and her eyes half open. She couldn’t say if her muscles didn’t hurt or if they hurt so bad that she could no longer tell the difference.

—Mommy…? —the little boy left the made up toys given by the red-headed lady and approached her, making himself comfortable on her lap. A sneeze interrupted his unstarted sentence. He’d been sneezing and coughing a lot the last three days. —I miss daddy. —her head barely moved to look at him. She couldn't contain her own tears. With a movement that took a tremendous energy out of her, she held her hand up to caress the boy’s hair. She grunted in pain as she kissed his forehead.

—I know baby… me too. —her voice was hoarse and low. Every breath was an exertion.

A few hours later things were silently getting worse. It was the coldest day they had spent there. A thick snow cape covered Germany’s streets and buildings. Tonight a big fight featuring Angel and a really fat mutant had the air filled with excitement. It was the red-headed mutant the one who noticed it. Firmly setting her sight on Mockingbird she noticed she was breathing shallowly. She sensed something was wrong.

—Hey! Chs... You! —her voice got the attention of some other mutants. —Mockingbird!

No response. Her eyes drifted to the baby boy shivering in his sleep. He was covered in sweat and snot fell from his little nose. He was probably running a fever. They had to do something. She sent a look at her partners and they secretly set to work in order to do what they had to do first: let Warren know what was going on.

—Holy shit… —a young boy muttered when he got the news. He didn’t want to be the one telling Angel his girlfriend was dying right then and there, a few rooms away with his son suffering from fever on her lap. He swallowed forcibly.

 —Uhm… A-Angel?

Warren slowly turned his head in his direction. When the boy faced those empty cold eyes he muted, taking a few seconds to gain his composure and carry on with his task. —Women say your-your g-she. Women say she—Warren furrowed his eyebrows and stood up at a low pace, grabbing the bars for help. Panicking the mutant didn’t know how to say it and only got himself tangled in an unintelligible utterance. —Spit it out at once!

—They say she’s dying! —the boy shouted, closing his eyes as if trying to hide himself. When he opened them tho, he saw the blonde falling in shock. No anger, no eruption like a volcano, no tears, no breaths, only a blink as his body collapsed against the bars once more, the freezing material embracing him.

—There 's more. Your son. He 's very sick. —another mutant added.

He didn’t respond. Instead he turned his head towards the door and started shouting non-stop at the top of his lungs.

A third of an hour later, men came to carry his cage to the show but left him in the corridor that led to the electrified gate, not inside yet.

—YOU MOTHER FUCKERS LET ME OUT! —Warren’s cheeks and ears were pink. The veins in his neck and forehead stood out. His hair couldn't be more tangled and greasy. His breathings were rapid and he was sweating all over. His throat was already burning from so much shouting. He had to save her. He had to save them.

—Well well well… It’s my champ number one, isn’t it? —Warren’s face contorted with rage at Edgar’s appearance on the other side of his cage.

—They are dying. Get them help right now... and you can keep me for the rest of my life. —his tone was firm but somewhat pleading at the same time.

Edgar’s face stretched with a sardonic smile. And Warren lost any hope he had, leaving a deep hollow in his soul. There was nothing left, he’d lose them, maybe not Charlie, but… Everything he had got to know about love, about having a family that cares for you, about life actually not being that bad… It wasn’t fair. Why couldn’t he be happy? Why couldn’t people live and let live? He and his little family hadn’t done anything to anyone…

Half an hour later the crowd was full. He heard noises, shouts, voices, but not words. The blinding white light fell on him on one side and on the other mutant opposite him.

—Ladies and gentlemen! Weeeeeelcome to this exciting night with our champion number one, Angeeeeeel!!!

The front side of his cage opened allowing him to step in. He had decided to hate life. From now on, not a heart would keep beating if they came in his way. His opponent was about to pay for all the damage Angel had gone through, and boy it wasn’t going to be pretty.