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mirkwoodshewolf · 6 years ago

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We’re a chain that will never break; Queen x reader

*Author’s note*

Hate to have kept you all waiting for the next part but I wanted to make sure it was to the full FLUFF max after what I made you guys go through with the previous chapter. So I hope this chapter makes up for all the heartbreak I have caused in the previous one, I tried to fill it with as mich fluff and cuteness as I could, and I hope the ending is to ya’ll liking cause I felt like I didn’t end it very good with this chapter.

Anyways I’ve also included some gifs that I know you all will like and I would greatly appreciate it if you all would listen to the song I have linked to you in this chapter to help put you readers in the actual chapter, I promise it’ll be worth while and secretly it’s something that I could imagine our Disco Deacy dancing to with either his wife or to embarrass his kids lol. Okay enough chatting, hope you all enjoy this chapter lovies :)

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The next morning I woke up to feel someone softly tucking some strands of my hair behind my ear. When I opened up my wet, teary eyes instead of Brian sitting beside me, there stood Deacy.

“She lives.” He teased with a slight grin spreading across his face. “How are you feeling?”

“Really hungry.” I bluntly stated. It finally began to hit me just how hungry I was due to my stomach growling and knowing at me. Deacy chuckled and said.

“Well lucky for you I’ve made some breakfast for you downstairs.”

“Are Brian and Roger still here?”

“No they stepped out for a bit.”

“Oh.” I said as I looked down. I could feel Deacy’s eyes on me as I refused to look him in the eye.

“It’s not at all what you’re thinking if that’s why you’re so worried. In fact I was the one who told them to take a breather after what happened yesterday. Plus it’s been awhile since you and I had a little one on one time together. Roger’s always stealing you away from me.” That statement got a smile out of me and said.

“Yeah he does get a little obsessive.”

“A little, please instead of calling him your second father, we should just call him the ‘smother’.”

“Can’t argue with that.” I chuckled out. Deacy wrapped his arm around my neck and brought me close to him and said as he playfully gave me a noogie.

“But now I’ve got you all to myself for a while.” I let out a squeak and shoved him away playfully and that’s when I finally took notice of my hands bandaged up.

I began to get worried that I might’ve severely damaged them from all the glass punching I did yesterday, and that they were all scarred up and that if Jack ever saw then he’d never want to put the official wedding ring on my finger with hands like these.

“They’re not that severe (y/n). The doctor only had to pull out four pieces out of your hand. We were given some ointment to put on your hands and within a week or two they’ll be good as new. You’re lucky you know how to throw a good punch, if you hadn’t then this could’ve been a lot worse.”

“I’m sorry you had to see me like that Deacy. I was just—”

“I know love, I know.” He said softly as he leaned his head against mine. His arm now wrapped around my shoulder while his other hand came up and stroked down my head. I felt him kiss my temple and he continued, “But we can wallow about this later, right now the most important thing is to get some food in that belly of yours.” He emphasized his last point by playfully poking me in the stomach making me curl up and giggle. “Come on kid, let’s get you downstairs.”

He untucked me out from the blankets and helped me out of bed and escorted me down the stairs with his arm wrapped around my shoulders. We walked into the kitchen and he pulled out a chair for me to sit in and I gladly sat in it while Deacy went over to the kitchen and picked up a tray and brought it over to me.

On the tray were some pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, and of course Deacy’s favorite cheese on toast and a tall glass of orange juice. I thanked him for the breakfast and began eating the eggs first.

Bit by bit my breakfast began to diminish, but it wasn’t until I held onto a piece of the toast as I was eating the last couple of bites of my pancakes when Deacy cheekily leaned over and took a bite of the toast.

“Oi!” He grinned at me his shoulder shaking as he tried to hold in his laughter. “Great now it’s got your germs all over it!” I whined out and he said.

“Should’ve immediately ate it then and not held onto it for so long.” He said after swallowing the piece of toast.

“How Veronica puts up with you I’ll never know.”

“Don’t you bring my wife into this conversation. She loves me, I even wrote the song to prove it.” He praised. I shook my head and handed him the toast and he gladly took it and finished it off.

That crazy Deacy and his cheese on toast I swear.

I went and grabbed another piece of toast and as I bite into it Deacy suddenly spoke up.

“Brian told us why you were screaming yesterday.” I stopped midway from my chewing and sighed heavily through my nose. I finished chewing before swallowing and took the last sip of my OJ and leaned against my chair.

“So you and Rog know about the dream I had?” I could see Deacy nodding softly from my peripheral vision. “You know I actually had another one. But the second one was way worse than the first one. It started off like any other work day, just us at the studio making music. At first everything was going well and then you guys turned on me telling me that I had no taste in music, that I was worthless when it came to making music, telling me that Queen would be better off without me. I didn’t even wake up from it so I had to keep hearing you guys say it over and over again until my dream just vanished by morning.”

“Oh (y/n),”

“I don’t get why my brain is tormenting me like this? I mean I know in my heart that you, Rog and Bri would not do what Freddie did, but in my mind, with what I had to endure for the remaining years of my childhood into teenage years……God I just—”

“It’s not something one can get over so easily (y/n). We cannot imagine the verbal abuse you had to go through with Joanna and Graham. We’re not expecting you to just let it go just like that. And Freddie he—he was a bastard for saying those things, and it’s forcing you to relive that pain once more.” Deacy cupped my chin and turned my head around to face him, “It doesn’t matter how many times or how long it takes. We’re gonna make sure that you are as happy as any future bride should be, and the only stressing out you should be doing is figuring out what wedding dress you’re gonna pick out.” I smiled at him and said as I hugged him.

“Aww Deacy, I love you.”

“I love you too. I’m always here for my little sister.” I felt him kiss the side of my head as he held onto me for a bit longer. He then separated from me and stood up and held out both of his hands to me. I looked at him confused and asked him.

“What?”

“Just take them love,” I placed my bandaged hands into his and he delicately gripped them as he helped me stand up and took me out of my kitchen and into my living room. I took notice that some of the furniture had been pushed aside, all except for my record player that stood on a drawer right by the window.

“Deacy what is all this?”

“The one sure fire way to get that true (y/n) smile back on your face.” He said as he knelt down by my record collection and picked up a random record and placed it into the player. He flipped the switch before taking the needle and placing it down on the record.

Play video

And with the volume turned up almost to it’s loudest setting, Kenny Loggins’ song “Footloose” began playing. He swerved around grinning at me as his head bobbed up and down to the beat as his Disco moves began to take over. I tried to fight back the smile and he grinned as he pointed at me.

“Ahh I see it! You can’t hide it now sweetheart, I see that smile.”

“Dick move Deacy. You know I can never stay depressed with this song.”

“I know, that’s why I picked it. Now come on poppet, let me see those moves I taught you.” He said as did the ‘come hither’ motion with his index finger. A smile just spread across my face as I walked towards him and he took my hands and began to playfully move them like the motors of a train trying to get me to dance.

I just let out a series of giggles but just like the first time I ever heard this song, I just let the music control me as my body became possessed by the music and I freely danced.

Dancing like crazy people and bursting out the lyrics, Deacy and I spent the whole song dancing. Doing some of his little dance moves he does on stage or mixing up some dance moves I made for the song like the foot twist. That’s when you only move left to right by first moving your heels then the soles as you just scoot across the rug.

There was also spins, turns, playful dips, bunny hops, twists, anything that Deacy loved to do or that I loved to do when it came to dancing as we both just let the music take over us. When the song came to an end, Deacy held my right hand in his left as I was striking a poise before being spun into his arms and when the music stopped I ended up with an arm wrapped around his neck as we ended in a slight dip. After all that, Deacy and I just couldn’t stop laughing.

“Well Jack’s definitely got himself a good dance partner.”

“Guess I had a good teacher.” I said as he lifted me back up.

“Now what do you say? You up for round 2?” he asked me.

“What have you got in mind, Disco Deacy?”

“Now why must you insist on calling me that?” he said as he went back over to my record collection.

“Everyone calls you that, it fits you because of your dance moves that you do at your shows. Everyone also loves your moves, so don’t you dare try to get people to stop calling you that.” I said as I walked up to him and knelt down beside him and playfully nudged his shoulder.

The rest of the morning with Deacy was spent by dancing to “Disco” music, dancing with each other, singing to the songs very loudly and off key.

At around 20 till noon, Deacy and I were having a cup of tea when he said as he took something out of his pocket.

“Ohh I almost forgot,” I took the piece of paper from him and I unfolded it and it read as followed.

My lovely angel,

Today is all about you. The boys and I agreed that after yesterday’s events you deserved to see that we are your family. And we always will be. Deacy should’ve already taken care of the morning shift and now comes my turn (about bloody time).

Meet me at Hyde park at 12:30 on the dot. Dress casually, no need to get dolled up. I’ll see you then.

Your papa lion,

Roger Taylor

I quickly looked at the clock and back at the note and I said.

“Damn it Deacy why wasn’t I given this earlier?”

“Must’ve slipped my mind.” He shrugged. If this is what it’s like to truly have an older brother then I truly feel your pain if your brothers act like this to you.

Racing back up to my room, I changed out of my old clothes and got on some fresh ones. I cleaned myself up, did my hygiene stuff and raced down the stairs. Deacy stood at the bottom of the stairs and I said to him.

“Hopefully I can still get there in time.”

“Even if you don’t it’ll maybe teach Roger a lesson in the future about being late.” Deacy sassed out. I scoffed at him and shoved his arm making him chuckle.

“Thanks again for this morning Deacy, I really appreciate it.”

“Like I said, I’d do anything for my sister.” He said as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder bringing me close to him in a one armed hug and I felt him kiss the top of my head. “Okay I won’t keep you longer, go and meet up with Rog and have a good time, but be safe.”

“Don’t worry I’ll be sure to keep an eye on him.” I said as he released me. I began walking towards the door but I stopped and said as I turned back around towards Deacy. “Last hug.” I embraced him and I felt his chest softly rumble as he chuckled. He wrapped both his arms around me leaning his head against mine. I separated from him and said, “Love you Deaks.”

“Love you too poppet.” He cupped my cheek and kissed my forehead and I walked towards the front door. “And don’t worry I’ll move the furniture back.”

“You better.” I teased as I opened the door and waved bye to him and he waved back and soon I was out the door and on my bike. I turned it on and revved it up and soon took off riding for Hyde Park.

I managed to get to Hyde Park just before the meetup time. I parked my bike and put my helmet away into the compartment seat and walked into the park entrance. As I walked along I soon saw Roger sitting down on a bench with his black shades over his eyes. He looked down at his wristwatch probably wondering where I was.

Feeling a bit playful, I walked around towards the back of the bench where he was sitting at. I tried to surpass my giggles as I silently stalked up towards him and stood there for a moment or two and just before I could scare him I heard him say.

“Don’t even think about it!” I groaned out and said.

“How’d you know it was me?”

“I know everything when it comes to my number 1 girl. I knew you’d try to do something like this given the chance.” He said as he turned towards me. He lowered his shades and said, “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for you young lady?”

“Well sorry Deacy didn’t give me the note till almost noon.” I said.

“Typical Deacy, of course he’d want to keep you longer than what was agreed.”

“Well I deserve to spend some quality time with my brother figure, besides he said the same thing about you.” Roger smirked playfully at me as he now stood up and came around me and wrapped an arm around me.

“Alright kiddo I’ve got lunch reservations for us in about 20 minutes, what say we both head on that way and then spend the rest of the afternoon getting lost in the mall. Maybe even pick up a yacht as a wedding present.”

“Where in the hell would we put a yacht?” I asked.

“Just by the decks, I know Jack would appreciate it.”

“I doubt that very much. He’s more of an ATV guy than anything.” We both soon walked through the park that would take us through a short cut to the restaurant that Roger said he had a table reservation for us. All the while the two of us were just talking about anything and everything.

Once we came to the restaurant I noticed that it was one of my favorite seafood places. We walked up to the restaurant and we were escorted to our table booth in the corner. I ordered up my usual homemade fried shrimp with a side of chips while Roger ordered up the “King crab special”.

“So have you and Jack picked out the groomsmen and bridesmaids yet?”

“Well don’t tell Deacy but Jack was sorta hoping he could be the best man.”

“Really?”

“Yep.” I popped the ‘p’. “As for my bridesmaids however I’m not having such luck. I mean I’ve asked Gen and Dani who are Jack’s cousins wives and they’ve agreed but I still don’t have enough to do the walk, I was maybe hoping that your wives could be a part of it.”

“I’ll run it by Dominique, I know she’d love to be in the wedding.”

“Thanks Rog, but I’ll tell her myself. I was planning on getting together with the wives of Queen either way to help me pick out a dress while I’m still here in London.” Pretty soon our food arrived and boy Roger definitely had his work cut out for him.

His crab was truly worthy of being called king. It practically fit the entire plate length and width wise, there was also his side order of grilled shrimp and chips.

“Geez Rog you really have your work cut out for you there.”

“What you doubt I can eat all this?” he mocked.

“I mean don’t you old people have to pace yourselves?” I teased. He then dipped his finger into some marinara sauce and bopped my nose playfully making me squeal out and stare at him in shock.

“You’re lucky we’ve got witnesses, otherwise you’d get your usual punishment.” Thank god we were indeed. I didn’t feel like being tickled to oblivion till I either passed out or surrendered. “And now you understand why I keep you away from Deacy. He turns you into a savage mini-him.”

“How do you know I haven’t always been like that?” I teased as I took a bite of one of my shrimp. He shook his head chuckling softly and we proceeded to eat our lunch.

All throughout lunch there were jokes, playful banters and even a small mini drum war that I first started by taking his crab mallets and just did a random beat on the table. Roger observed me before taking them right out of my hands and I cried out playfully.

“Oi!”

“Alright step aside kid and let a real drummer show you how it’s done.” He mocked then he began to perform his drum solo for “Keep yourself alive”. I bopped my head along to the beats before taking my spoon and fork and holding them upside down and I began to drum along with Roger copying his movements, soon making the drum solo into a drum duet.

But when Roger tapped onto the back of his crab, bits of crab juice squirted out making me shriek and laugh as I wiped away two juice drops away from my face while Roger just laughed.

After lunch, Roger paid for our lunch and the two of us left the restaurant arms wrapped around each other and we walked back through the park. Along the way though we came to a quiet little playground. There weren’t really any kids around so I asked Roger if we could just sit on the swings for a bit. He agreed and the two of us went over to it and sat down side by side on the swing set just slowly rocking back and forth or swaying side to side.

“So even though our afternoon’s barely begun, how are you doing so far?”

“I’m doing good. My belly’s full, I’m with my favorite Queen member, and quietly sitting in the park on a swing set feeling like a child again. Swings were always my favorite thing to do in a park playground. My dad always used to push me on the swings trying to make me go higher and higher and then I’d jump right off to see how far I would go. Scared my mum to death but it made my dad proud.”

“I can see you doing that.” He said. The two of us laughed softly and then I looked down at my feet which were gently kicking the mulch covering the playground.

“Deacy told me that Brian told you guys about the nightmare I had last night.” I suddenly said out loud. I heard him sigh and he said.

“We don’t have to talk about it if you—”

“No, I’ve already gotten my comfort from Brian and Deacy about it, and I need to hear it from you. Because—I thought from all that Freddie said the other day and hearing him say it again in my dreams was bad enough, but…..what truly hurt me was what nightmare you said.” I looked up at him sadly and he looked down at me and asked.

“What did the bastard version of me say to you?”

“You said…..that you never understood why you’d call me your daughter. That you’ve never been proud of me, and neither was my real dad. I felt—so betrayed and hurt at hearing you say those things I just…..” I sighed deeply and looked down at my lap.

“(Y/n), please look at me,” I turned back towards Roger. His blue eyes piercing my soul as he spoke, “I won’t repeat what Deacy or Brian had said to you, because I know you’ve probably heard it one to many times already so you don’t need to hear it a third time. But the day I ever say that I’m not proud of you or that I regret seeing you as my daughter, is the day that I am shot dead where I stand. I made a promise to your father’s grave that I would be the father you needed, and when I make a promise like that, it’s never broken. I may come across as a bastard at times but never to you. Because no matter what you are always gonna be my number one, and I would never turn or be against you.”

“I know you wouldn’t.” I choked out. He smiled softly down at me and that’s when I felt his fingers graze mine and I soon felt his pinkie wrap around mine as a promise to the very end.

Our hands soon faced each other’s until we gently gripped each other’s palms and I looked up at Roger and softly smiled and he smiled back.

“I’m sorry you had to see me…..”

“Let’s not worry about that now—”

“No Roger I have to say it. I may not have been awake to see you guys but I know it couldn’t have been easy for you to see me like that. Thinking that I was—dead or whatever. I shouldn’t have done that to you, it was selfish of me.”

“You were betrayed love. And angry, heartbroken, anyone would’ve punched out their posters like that or windows or even walls hell I know I’ve done that before. You deserved to release your betrayal in any way possible. But….I will admit I was petrified to see all that blood on the glass. I was so scared that I—that I had found to you too late.”

“But you didn’t. You, Brian and Deacy came back for me, and are willing to make up the day for me when you don’t even need to. Thank you Rog.” He smiled and said as he gently swung our entwined arms.

“Anything for my best girl.” He raised our hands up and placed a kiss at the back of my hand. We stayed there for a about a couple more minutes until Roger stood up and went behind me and began to gently push my swing, just like my dad used to do for me back when I was a little girl.

After spending some time in the park, just as Roger promised we were now going through the mall just going from store to store and Roger spoiled me with new clothes and accessories and new instruments for my upcoming concerts.

The afternoon passed and now Roger and I were currently in Trafalgar Square, we had grabbed a cup of coffee from a nearby coffee shop and was now just sitting by a curb drinking and chatting away about anything and everything to clear our minds. Just a few feet behind us, a guitar street performer was randomly singing covers of popular songs on his guitar hoping that people would leave him some cash to get by in the day, and if they wanted to, people came up and asked for requests and he would play them. Roger turned his attention to the guitar player and he said.

“You know, we haven’t picked our song yet.”

“What?”

“For the father-daughter dance at your wedding. It’s only the most important dance besides the bride and groom’s.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah. And we need to pick one before the big day. Tell you what,” he fully turned to face me setting his coffee down before gesturing toward the guitar player, “Whatever he plays next. Whatever he plays, that’s our song for your big day.”

“Rog you do realize this could go really, really wrong you know?” We turned around and soon a group of girls all dressed up in semi-fancy clothes all gathered around the man giggling and chatting with him. Roger stood up and held out his hands.

“C’mon love, come on.” He then leaned forward and took my hands in his and helped me stand up onto the sidewalk and I said as we got into dancing position one.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this!”

“Shh wait, wait.” Already with his right holding my left while his left hand rested on my waist. We heard the guitar strum and soon the song turned out to be the tune for “Happy Birthday.” The girls and the man then began singing as Roger led me into a dance. “What?! No!”

“This is our song.”

“Oh god this is awful!”

“So on the day of your wedding, our father-daughter song will be Happy birthday my little lion cub.” Roger said as he twirled me around wrapping his arms around me from behind swaying us back and forth before turning me back around and allowing my arms to wrap around his neck.

“You’re such a geek dad.” I giggled. Suddenly I realized what it was that I had said. Roger separated from me and just looked down at me.

There’s a huge difference from telling someone that you see them as something else and actually calling them that. Even though for years he’s treated me like a daughter and I’ve seen him as my new father-figure, never have I once called him dad because I didn’t want to overstep any boundaries.

“I—I’m sorry Rog I-I-I-I-I didn’t mean to I mean I….it just slipped and I….” he cupped my cheek before embracing me tightly. It wasn’t a constricting hug, but more like a protective yet comforting hug, like the ones he’s always given me for years.

“Is it horrible for me to say that I’ve only been dreaming for you to finally call me that?”

“Really?” I asked. He separated from me and said as he cupped my cheek once more.

“Yes. I didn’t tell anyone this detail, but the day after your 21st birthday after I had visited your father’s grave. I asked for a sign that I would have his approval for being the father-figure you needed in your life. I had no intention of replacing him in your eyes and I felt I needed to ask before I went any further with how I’ve seen you since the beginning. But that night at my house, a picture got knocked over and at first I thought someone had broken in and wanted to do harm, so I went over to where I had all my pictures and went to pick up the picture that fell, and it was the one of us at Hyde Park, your first big concert before your first world tour. The one I had Brian take of us, and I knew deep down that that was my sign from your dad. I know it could’ve been a coincidence or an accident but I believe the former to be true, that it was your dad answering me and wanting me to be the father you needed for all the rest of the years to come.”

I looked at him in shock as tears were forming in my eyes. I smiled up at him and embraced him back as I felt his arms wrap around me. I felt him kiss the side of my head as he held onto me closer.

“So does that mean I need to call you dad from now on?”

“Only when you want to, I won’t force you to say it all the time. But I will gladly enforce it when it’s just us two.” We both looked at each other smiling softly and he softly kissed my nose before pressing his forehead against mine as we swayed to an acoustic version of “My Girl” by the Temptations.

It was now almost sunset when Roger brought me back to the park and the two of us spent the rest of the afternoon walking through it. Going deeper and deeper into it until we reached the open acre area of the park.

“Unfortunately my dear this is where we part ways and I must give you a way to one last member who has something he knows will help put the events of yesterday far behind you. Just keep walking down this path and you’ll soon come across a fork, take the left path and you’ll meet up with him. I’ll take all this stuff back to your house.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure love, go on best not keep him waiting. He’s been completely bored out of his mind all day and was rather pissed that he had to get stuck with the night shift.”

“Well best head that way then, thanks again…..dad.” I said with a smile.

“Anytime, my best girl.” He brought me close to him and kissed my forehead before walking away and headed out of the park.

I then began walking down the path and soon enough I reached the fork that led either left or right. I took a deep breath and muttered to myself.

“Follow the yellow brick road Dorothy.” I then went to the left fork and walked on that would soon lead me to the area where Brian used to take me all the time back when I was stressed, and the same spot I once took Jack last year at around the time of the Summer fair.

I arrived at the rolling hills and when I went down one I began to hear the strums of an acoustic guitar and I saw just ahead of me the light of a lamp or something. I walked up another hill and there sitting along a blanket was Brian. He turned towards me and said.

“Ahh Ms. (l/n), good to see you’ve arrived on time. Guess I won’t need to deduct points for your tardiness.” I smiled softly knowing his game.

“Been a long time since we’ve met like this Dr. May, what shall we be learning today?” I asked as I walked up toward him and sat down beside him.

“It’s not what I will be teaching you, it’s what you will be reviewing for me.” He said as he set his guitar to the side and patted a spot on the blanket for me to sit down.

I walked towards him and sat down beside him. Since it was starting to get a bit cold on this spring night, Brian picked up his coat and placed it over my shoulders. His body heat that was still trapped inside the coat warmed me up and his excess cologne soothed my senses making me more relaxed.

As the sky grew darker, Brian turned off the lantern and lay down on his back and said.

“Now then Ms. (l/n), remind me of the process that helps powers the stars.” I racked my brain trying to remember all the lessons he had given me and the science classes from when I was in secondary school as well as University.

“Is it…..nuclear fission?”

“Close, it’s nuclear fusion.” Brian said.

“Gah! I’ve always gotten those two mixed up.” I groaned out.

“Alright well tell me this; The final stage for the most massive stars is either a massive explosion known as a supernova or gravitational collapse into a….”

“Black hole!” I exclaimed.

“You are correct.”

“Yes.” I muttered successfully.

“Now tell me this, what is the name of the invisible, radio wave-emitting object at the center of our galaxy that astronomers suspect is a supermassive black hole?”

“Ahh oh don’t tell me! I know it I know it I know it!” I began racking my brain again trying to remember what it was exactly. “Oh god it has something to do with a letter in the name!”

“You give up?” Brian teased.

“Give me a second uhh…..Augh okay I give up, what is it?”

“The answer is Sagittarius A.”

“Damnit I knew I was on the right track!”

“Seems you’ve been lacking in your studies Ms. (l/n).” he said as he sat up and sat shoulder to shoulder with me. I lowered my head softly laughing and I said.

“I’m sorry, some things have been coming up that took me away from my studying.”

“And what pray tell could be more important than your studies?” he said with that well-known head tilt of his and raised brows of his. I looked up at him my innocent doe eyes and shrugged my shoulders at him. He smirked at me before suddenly pulling me close to him and tickled around my waist making me shriek and squirm. He softly chuckled as he stopped and I was now leaning against his chest.

“I’ve missed nights like this with you Bri.”

“Me too darling.” He said as he stroked a strand of hair away from my face and behind my ear. “You always were my best student.”

“Bri I was your only student.” I chuckled out. He smiled down at me and kissed my forehead.

“So did the guys and I succeed on making this day any better for you?” I looked up to him and said.

“You boys always know what to do in order to make me feel better. I got to dance like I fool with Deacy, got to spend the afternoon with Roger and do some shopping both for myself and for the wedding, and now I’m star gazing with my favorite professor. I can’t thank you boys enough for what you all did to try and do for me after what happened yesterday.”

“Well we couldn’t very well leave our Rock Angel depressed just months before her big day. So we hoped we’d at least give her a make-up day to feel better and to let her know that we still love her. Just because one Queen member goes back on what he once claimed, doesn’t mean that it’s the same for the rest of us.”

“And I know that now after today. Thanks Brian.”

“Anytime love,” he wrapped his arms around me bringing me closer to him. His head resting on top of mine as his right hand gently stroked up and down my upper bicep. I placed my hands on top of his wrist and snuggled further into him, if that was even possible to do. “Oh I almost forgot, I have something for you.”

He released me from his embrace and handed me what appeared to be a wrapped up present. It was a rectangular shaped box, I took it in my hands but before I opened it, Brian stopped me by saying, “Before you open it though, do you remember where the constellation Leo is located?”

“Remind me again.” I asked as I set the present down in my lap. Brian took my right hand and guided it as he stated softly.

“Eastward lying right between my sign of Cancer the crab and west of Virgo the Maiden.” It was then he stopped and gently extended my index finger out and said, “Do you see him?”

“Yeah I can see him now.”

“Good. Now,” he then slowly guided my hand to about 45 degrees away from the head of Leo as he continued, “At about 45 degrees Northeast of the head of Leo, I want you to now open up your present.” I took back the present and began opening it and inside it was a manila folder. I looked to Brian in confusion and I said to him.

“What is this Bri?”

“Just open it up love, it’ll be clearer once you see it.” I unfolded the silver tabs and opened the folder up and reached in it. Soon I had pulled out a photograph of a bushel of stars. Already I saw the head of Leo and on that picture one of the stars was circled. I saw Brian’s index finger point to the circled star as he explained, “That star right there was best known as Star #02118D243. But now, it shall be forever known as ‘The Rock Angel’.”

I looked up at him in shock.

He turned toward me and said.

“I was planning on this being a wedding present, but I figured now was a better time to give it to you.” He gently tucked away some hair behind my ear once more and I said.

“Oh my god Bri I—I don’t even know what to say…..”

“There’s nothing you need to say. Just know that like the star that’s named after you, never stop shining bright. And the reason why I chose your star to be by Leo and not by your own zodiac is because of Roger,” he fully turned toward me placing his hands on my shoulders giving them a gentle yet firm squeeze as he stared into my eyes, “For a while I thought him calling you his lion cub was just some sort of little codename you both have for each other because of the bond you two share, but now I can see why he truly calls you that,” he cupped the right side of my face and continued as he brushed his fingers across my temple before placing it over my heart, “You have the heart of an angel. A well-known warrior of heaven. And the soul of a lioness”.

His hand went back to my shoulder and he said as he very slightly shook my shoulders as he leaned his head toward mine.

“The hardships you’ve faced have only made you that much stronger. And Fred…..he’s just another one we know you’ll overcome, our brave lioness Queen.”

His hand cupped my face as I could feel his thumb stroke my cheekbone gingerly, wiping away the tears that were probably running down my face. I silently looked down at the picture of my star and it was almost like it was telling me to listen to Brian.

I inhaled deeply before exhaling and I turned back towards Brian and said.

“Never did I think that my idol would use the same words that I have been told for the second half of my life. And I feared that you guys would do the same to me, I feared that I would spend the rest of my life with people faking around me. But like you said when each star dies, another is born in its place. And I’m done being letting people get me down. I’ve done what they once said I couldn’t do. I got the courage to get up on stage instead of turning away, I managed to get me a number 1 hit single before I reached my 20’s. And now I’ve managed to find someone to spend the rest of my life with. It’s time I finally let go of the past, learn from the hurt, and get back up on my feet and tread on.”

“That’s my clever girl.” Brian said with a proud smile. He cupped my face once more and kissed the tip of my nose and brought me close to him as the two of us stared up at the stars, especially the direction towards my star.

As the night dragged on I felt myself getting sleepy. So Brian packed up all the stuff back into the bag and put it over his shoulder and escorted me back to his car parked nearby the park’s side entrance into the acre field of the park. He set the stuff in the trunk and allowed me to sleep in the backseat.

I laid across it and got myself as comfortable as I could in the backseat of his car. The soft purring of the engine sent me into a lulled sense of peace as I felt my eyes drop like they were lead and I began to fall asleep.

Next thing I wake up back in my house in the bedroom with not only Brian but Deacy and Roger surrounding my bed.

“Go back to sleep love, okay?” Deacy said as he stroked away my hair and tucked it behind my ear. I nodded tiredly and soon I fell back asleep feeling three kisses along my temple, cheek and nose respectively.

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babyfairy here again. just wanted to say i dislike all of the songs in your ratty ass playlist. this is the kind of playlist a school shooter listens to before going in for the kill. ps. you're still ugly as fuck. suck my black ass

@diaroon @saiyanhero

At least I have a playlist! What does your blog have? Eh, nothing except a loli girl theme with a Mew gif. Mew would be ashamed to be associated with you!

Also, I don’t know about you but its not a school shooter playlist. In fact, YOU seem the type to shoot up a school, angry little kid who’s soooo easily offended and CLAIMS that everyone who isn’t black/doesn’t agree with you is racist and you DID advocate for the death of white people in some of your posts. (old ones, but you still hold that mindset.) Seems to me that you’d pick up a gun and shoot up the nearest school just for having white kids. I mean, if you’re willing to go through all this bullshit to continue harassing me, what else are you capable of?As for the songs there, let’s take a looksy:

-Your Heart Will Lead You Home, by Kenny Loggins.

Wow..so a song about missing your friends and how they’ll still be there for you is a school shooter song? I mean you don’t have any friends, so of course you’d think it’s evil because nobody wants to be friends with a racist hypocrite.

-Not One Of Us, from the Lion King 2

Haven’t you seen any of the Lion King movies? They’re sort of a big thing? Come on don’t tell me you hate Disney, lol. How is a bunch of animals singing about someone who betrayed them a school shooter song? I mean, it sort of applies to you seeing as you’re deceptive, disgraceful, shameful and pure evil. People want you to leave them alone, and nobody wants you to come back here because of that. The only difference between you and and the lion they were singing about, at least he made an effort to right his wrongs.

-River Flows In You

Only you would thing a piano song is a school shooting song. Is it because YOU fantasize about shooting up a white school with pretty music playing? Gee whiz girl, get your shit together.

-My Metal Boy

Oh look, another song you think is evil because you never had anyone who cared about you, so you automatically hate it. Only you would hate a song about a loving parent taking care of their child. Then again it’s no surprise. Either you were summoned or hatched.

-Holding Out For A Hero

Can you reach any further??

-Mohombi Maraca

Don’t break your back with that reach, holy shit.

-Perfect Two

Aw, another song you hate because nobody loves a racist hypocrite :) Stop being racist and a hypocrite and you might find a guy or girl who won’t run away from you.

-Fallen in Love

Are you seeing a pattern here, because I am! Jealous bitch is jealous because nobody loves her because of her ratty ass attitude, so now she thinks everything is school-shooter songs and evil because it doesn’t apply to her. Pathetic.

-You’re so True

Seriously? I mean, my playlist is something a normal person would have and yet you would associate it with killing. Why?? Are you that deranged?? You think everything that isn’t Beyonce is evil?? (For the record she IS a Beyonce fan)

-Let me Out

Taken from a werewolf movie, because I liked it. Turns out the girl who THOUGHT she was prettier than the other and got jealous that the main character had a boyfriend was the werewolf.

-House That Built Me, by Miranda Lambert

A song about homesickness, and you associate something with FEELINGS with murder. You foul reptilian.

-This is WarI don't see how this is a school shooter song, its about war, sure, but nothing about this is school-shooter. Did you even listen to any of these songs?

-In Noctem

So you hate sleepy chorus music, good to know. I bet you hate Harry Potter too.

-MountainsThis makes me think of afternoon sunlight filtering through a hiking trail as a group of friends walk down it, talking with each other and enjoying each other's company and taking pictures of nature. Something you can't relate to.

-Memories, by TiNoXBeatzSo, this is the music I use to write sad scenes for my stories and poems, since I associate this with one of the sadder moments in my life, and it's very peaceful.

-I'm still HereTreasure Planet, song about a boy who's dad walks out on him and his mom and he is sick of other people telling him what to be even though they never change.

-Double TroubleHarry Potter song that I think I heard or read somewhere else in terms of the lyrics.

-The Mechanical GirlTell me how a story/song about a king who orders a tinker and his creation to his castle, decides he wants to marry the robot, throw the tinker out, marry the robot who turns into a war machine to be able to escape and go back to her creator bad?

-Santa Monica dreamWhenever I hear of this, I think of my family back home and the things we used to together, like at Nanny's house we'd go outside and play football, go see the animals, catch up on relatives who visit from so far away, practically half the family shows up to see her every time because she lives a-ways away from everyone else.

-Back on TrackThis is my drawing inspiration music, lol, and also the exercise music for the hamster.

-Stereo MadnessAlso drawing inspiration music.

-Monsters by Mark ProvartTaken from one of my favorite scenes in the Scooby Doo 2 movie

-Piper's Dancing musicI don't remember the original title of it, but this music is peaceful at first, then it gets to where you can dance to it! I used to dance to this back at our old house, and my grandparents love it.

-Spirit of the HawkThis was a song I found back in tenth grade that I liked, and I remember when playing it on the Chromebook while waiting for the bus, this group starts dancing to it, and it's how I met one of my friends, so even though I don't like it as much now, it reminds me of when I met him.

-Mad WorldI like the guy who sings this, his voice is soothing even if the song is sad.

-Boats and BirdsThis one means a lot to me, because the singer sounds like my mother. I don't get to see my mom as much anymore, and when I was younger she used to sing to me all the time and I really miss that. We used to live in the country, just me and her while Dad was off driving cross-country to make deliveries for the company he worked at, and we spent our summer at this one beautiful house outside in the backyard or on the porch, and as I'd paint or play with one of the cats, she'd sing. She also sang whenever I was having trouble sleeping, so whenever I can't sleep, I put this on to help.

-Get off of my BackThis is my song that gets me going, ESPECIALLY when dealing with people like you. So take the song's advice and get off of my back.

-Rosemary's BabyIt's from a horror movie, one that I am pretty sure explains your origins. I actually like Rosemary's singing, since its soothing.

-Battle in the SkiesI'm into steampunk and dieselpunk, and it is also drawing and writing inspiration music.

-Faceoff theme (the show, not the movie)I feel like more of a model when I have this playing while I try on clothing, and it gets me feeling determined, not to mention it helps when sketching out character designs.

-Great SpainThis song is something you can really dance to and the voices sound really pleasant even if I don't understand what they're saying. Alice likes this music too!

-Great JapanI like the vocals and the instrumentals, and I use this as workout music.

-Hellsing music box themeI don't like this as much as I used to, but I really like music boxes so its why I keep it until I can find something better to replace the theme with.

-PanzerkampfSabaton has some of the best history related songs. It gets the heart thumping when you have it loud, and I have a fond memory of this: at school, we had Chromebooks that shut off music that you're playing but they resume it as soon as you open it again. I didn't know this before I opened it and the music BLARED through the classroom. I found another Sabaton fan that way! (Also, my history teacher got introduced to the music and he plays it in his classrooms for other students during free time.)

-What I nap toHocus Pocus was a good movie, then I found this version of it that I find soothing.

-Circle BackwardsThis song makes me feel better whenever I think about home and the schools I left. After I listen to it I feel a lot better.

-Revamped MozartI like remixes of classical songs, and its really fitting for our pets when they get to play with each other. Scratch hops around on the cats, Suzie jumps everywhere, Alice leaps onto things to escape Scratch, Randal runs, Baby swats at Suzie and Oreo just plays in her cage. If I ever video their antics I am putting this as the background music.

-Short HairIts from that one scene in Mulan where she disguises herself as a man. This song conveys so much emotion for that scene, and not a word had to be spoken.

-Airship PiratesUsed as writing inspiration, and I think its pretty good for an Abney Park song. Listening to it right before I make a trip to the library makes me feel like I'm on a mission.

-I need some sleepThis song is self explanatory, aka my Insomnia Song.

-Europa GlobusHoly fucking shit if you don't own a pair of earbuds get some right now and plug it in to listen to this on full volume and make sure you're sitting down because this is one of the fucking best songs and it gives you chills and I swear you can see every battle and event flash right before your eyes like some epic movie and it makes you tremble and shiver its like a brain massage and the best part is if you're not very imaginative there's a youtube video that simulates it and also this is good workout music and I use it when exercising and I'm sure your history teacher will fucking love this

-Burn it DownSong about guys who enact revenge on a boss because of unfair working conditions, but they kill everyone instead because they didn't think to check the building's layouts first.

-Big green tractorThis brings back memories of one of the houses we used to live at, and this song came out around the time I went to my first school dance where they played this. My date and I had a lot of fun dancing, and the sore feet later was so worth it.

-I love to laughThis song also cheers me up and come on how can you listen to this and NOT smile? Maybe if you're a souless reptilian person, but if the lyrics don't get you then the laughter will!

-Benny Hills themeWhen I'm bored I put this on and watch random youtube videos, and for most of the prank fails or parkour fails it automatically makes them funnier. Reading your comments with this playing makes it much more funnier too!

-Touch the skyI really like Brave and this is also writing inspiration

-I love rock and rollIn one of my stories, an important scene takes place at this club that plays a lot of rock and roll, and currently I am at the part where the guy drags his really mousy friend to her crush so she can talk to her. This music helps me envision what the club is like.

-Accidentally in loveFond memories of this song, it cheers me up, puts me in the mood to draw and write romantic things and this is what plays in my head whenever I think about one of my Hellsing pairings.

-Jeeper Creeper's whistleNot really a song, but I use it anyways because I can

-Lone DiggerOh man I LOVE this one! This is the song that got me into electro swing, and the video that goes with it is a little strange, kind of like if Zootopia was geared towards an adult crowd. Stripper Gazelle and bloody fight aside, this song is good. I was dancing to this a few months ago, then I cracked my ankle on the organ chair.

-Tia's Monster remixDrawing inspiration and this is going to be a part of a animation I want to do

-If you're gonna play in TexasSong that my dad used to play whenever he took me somewhere. Emotional attachement, you know?

-Pumped up kicksThe only song about a school shooting, I didn't even realize it was until after I just googled it to see who wrote it.

One song out of how many is 'school shooter' songs?? Did you even listen to all of the songs, or did you just skip through until you found Pumped up kicks?

By the way I am pretty as fuck,

and no, if you want your ass sucked then go pay one of your friends to do it. Funny how you keep saying you're black even though you're mixed and white passing and yet you demonize other people for daring to claim their ethnic halves just because they are white passing. It's hypocrisy, but then again babyfairy, that's nothing new with you.

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