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Ordered by fandom and then by character.

Special Masterlists are linked last.

Doctor Who

Eccleston!Doctor

Working On Requests 

Tennant!Doctor

Prank Wars - 17 August 2022

Smith!Doctor

So Where To First? - 2 January 2023

Ganger!Doctor

I’m Not Him - 4 January 2023

Second Best - 

Number One Priority - 

Capaldi!Doctor

Touched Starved - 5 January 2023

Speaking Up For Your Needs - 23 February 2023

The Professor Next Door - 

Whittaker!Doctor

First Proper Date - 28 October 2022

Impromptu Sleepover - 3 November 2022

Soaked Through To The Bone - 4 November 2022

Feeling Good - 15 November 2022

Runaway Makeout - 27 December 2022

Choosing You - 31 December 2022

New Dress - 17 January 2023

Keep It On - 14 October 2023

Wanted and Needed - 

Simm!Doctor

Breakfast And An Alien Attack - 30 September 2024

Dhawan!Doctor

Baked Devotions

Baking Hijinks - 5 September 2022

Scheming Timers - 7 September 2022

Apology Desserts - 9 September 2022

The Master’s Plan - 17 November 2022

An Afternoon With Tea And Books - 20 July 2023

New Attire - 23 July 2023

Changes - 

Why Not Me? - 

Simm!Master

Borrowed Black Hoodie - 29 October 2022

Soft Spot In The Hearts Of A Murderer - 24 February 2023

Gomez!Master

Exception - 24 August 2022

Taste Testing - 25 August 2022

Sneaking In - 29 August 2022

Never Leave Me - 31 October 2022

Break In Blurb - 2 November 2022

Warm On A Cold Night - 5 November 2022

Jealousy Looks Good On You - 16 November 2022

Secret Date - 26 February 2023

MI6 Agent O

One Good Day - 8 January 2022

O, What A Beautiful Morning - 21 October 2022

Share Your Coat And Jumper - 22 October 2022

Work Hard, Play Hard - 28 February 2023

Dhawan!Master

Frogs and Snails - 8 January 2022

Cuddling Headcanons - 8 January 2022

Protectiveness Headcanons - 8 January 2022

Heartbeat Headache - 28 March 2022

Alone - 29 March 2022

Sneaking Around - 30 March 2022

My Baby Doll - 19 August 2022

Quarantine Breakdown - 20 August 2022

Comfort Cuddles - 21 August 2022

Anything - 22 August 2022

Best Laid Plans Of Monsters And Masters - 28 August 2022

You Don’t Mean It - 31 August 2022

Sneaking Around Part 2 - 4 September 2022

Quiet Morning After A Disturbed Date - 18 October 2022

Library Day - 19 October 2022

A Little Thought - 26 October 2022

You Are More Than Your Failings - 27 October 2022

Fall For Me - 28 October 2022

Beg For It - 30 October 2022

Get Some Rest, Love - 11 November 2022

Trust In Me - 12 November 2022

Kidnapping Dates - 18 November 2022

My Brave Little Human - 19 November 2022

And His Heart Grew Three Sizes That Day - 25 December 2022

Look To The Future Now - 25 December 2022

My Baby Doll Part 2 - 22 February 2023

Drumming Noise Inside My Head - 1 March 2023

Torturous Flirting - 2 March 2023

Lie Down With Me - 6 March 2023

Belle Of The Ball - 29 March 2023

Safety Over Teamwork - 22 July 2023

Tell Me That I Belong To You - 12 October 2023

Back In The Old Cemetary - 16 October 2024

Stay With Me - 

Please Don’t Leave Me - 

Collectible Remains - 

Something Happens And I’m Head Over Heels - 

As The World Falls Down - 

Tennant!Master 

Working On Requests

Whittaker!Master

Back Against The Wall - 18 August 2022

Secret Lover - 3 September 2022

Plus One - 1 November 2022

Attempted Backstabbing - 4 March 2023

First Kiss -

First Time  -

Why Not Me? - 

Martha Jones

Bedside Manner - 5 March 2023

Our Flag Means Death

Frenchie

Sunlight - 11 April 2022

Strings and Makeshift Patches - 19 April 2022

Kissing Frenchie’s Hands - 20 April 2022

Edward Teach x Reader x Stede Bonnet

Waking Up Beside The Two Of You - 8 January 2023

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Shower Detox - 6 June 2022

Aftercare, I Love You - 28 December 2022

Breakfast Not In Bed - 3 January 2023

The Band Ghost

Phantom

You've Got Good Dreams - 15 October 2023

X-Men

Peter Maximoff

Dark Side Of The Moon - 1 January 2023

Special Masterlists

Autumnal Bash Masterlist 2024

[Image Reads] Anonymous said - Hi! I’m not the person who requested the master x reader where she gets turned into a doll BUT I read it and it was so cute! I kinda need more, can I ask for a sequel? If you don't want to it's totally cool, love your account<3

I accidentally deleted the original ask, but here’s my copy of the request.

Thank you so much for the request anon! I really appreciate the fact that you enjoyed the first fic and that you requested. I am sorry that this too so long to write/post.

I ended up making this fic as more of a collection of scenes rather than a full connected fic. I really enjoyed writing this though, it was very fun and silly :) I hope that you enjoy it!

I will officially post My Baby Doll Part 2 tomorrow and I will link it HERE once I do.

Also, I will link My Baby Doll Part 1 HERE.

Thank you, again. And I hope you are all doing well! :)

-Ghost

Hello everyone,

Just wanted to let everyone know that I will be posting stuff again next week, either on Tuesday or Wednesday.

I was dealing with some med changes resulting in me feeling less concentrated and focused. I fell a bit behind in my classes(this week was my finals) and was just struggling a bit. But everything should be better now, my doctor and I got everything sorted and I am feeling better.

So, both because I'm feeling better and I'm on fall break I will be more present next week.

Also, I've received a couple of requests for my Autumnal Bash. Thank you so much for requesting! Just wanted to let you know that I got your requests and have been writing them. I will either post them next week or the following week depending on how long editing and latent school stuff takes.

Anyway, thank you for reading this and engaging with my blog. I really appreciate you and I just wanted to keep you updated with why I had a bit of a hiatus after saying that I was back. Med issues, man :(

-Ghost

A Day With You

(Part 1 | Part 2)

Pairing: Dh!Master x Autistic!Reader

Word Count: 2800

Summary: The Master and the reader spend a day together, and some feelings finally come to light.

Warnings: Mild self-deprecating language

A/N: Sorry this took so long but my teachers decided to give me lots of tests this past week. Also, requests are open 😄

Ever since you had told The Master you’re autistic, travelling with him had definitely become easier. Of course, it wasn’t completely smooth sailing, but he had started to accommodate for your sensory issues and you appreciated it. Also, you were pretty sure that he had done some research on autism as he had started to ask about and help with things that you had never mentioned to him.

For example, he was currently cooking you breakfast, after finding you stuck in your bed already exhausted from getting dressed that morning. He had asked if you were alright, and immediately understood what was happening when you had grumbled about executive dysfunction. The Master had gently helped you along to the kitchen, and sat you down at the breakfast bar before starting to cook your favourite breakfast meal for you.

Sitting and watching him cooking caused a warm feeling in your chest. When the two of you spent time together like this, you could almost pretend that he loved you too.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when a plate was placed down in front of you, quickly followed by a cup of tea. Smiling up at him, you murmured a tired ‘thank you’ before digging in. Surprisingly, he sat down next to you with his own plate and started eating as well. The two of you only tended to share meals together when you were out exploring alien planets, and you had rarely seen him eat when on the TARDIS.

Not wanting to scare him off, you continued to eat your breakfast in silence, trying not to over think the situation. He had finished his meal before you, so as soon as you had finished your tea he was already placing your cup, cutlery and plate into the dishwasher.

“You feel like leaving the TARDIS today, or would you prefer to stay in and rest?” The Master asked you, leaning on the worktop in front of you to get your attention.

“I could do a short trip out, get some fresh air. Nothing too adventurous though.” You gave him a slightly awkward smile and hoped that the blush on your face, that had been caused by his intensive care of you, wasn’t too noticeable.

“Good, I was thinking we could go to this little planet in the Pegasus Galaxy called Mipra.” He started to walk out of the kitchen and you quickly got up to follow him.

“The people there aren’t anywhere near advancing to space travel yet, but one of their cities has a brilliant marketplace that I thought you would enjoy. It’s quite similar to Earth in a lot of ways, but they sell things you won’t be able to find anywhere else this side of the universe.” Listening to him monologue instantly made you smile, and you were very glad that he was looking at where he was going rather than you. “Also, I’ve already checked and it shouldn’t be bad for your senses - but I already have an exact time to go so that the market won’t be busy.”

Oh yeah, he’d also been doing that recently. Every place you went to he made sure to check that the planet’s atmosphere wouldn’t be too much for you like it had been on Zacrypso. Honestly it had only made you fall more in love with him, as he had been the first person to ever care about you enough to do that. You tried not to read too far into it though, as he was probably doing it because he felt guilty.

Soon enough the two of you had landed on the planet, and he was holding open the door for you. The city that you had landed in reminded you of pictures that you had seen of Old Town in Stockholm. Every building was its own unique colour, but they were saturated enough that it wasn’t too bright for you.

Every street that you could see was lined with various shops and market stalls selling a range of objects - most of which you hadn’t ever seen before. There was a grin on your face as you looked back to The Master, who was giving you a small smile.

Turning back to face the beautiful marketplace, you strided towards the closest cluster of stalls, eager to investigate whatever they were selling.

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The Master hadn’t been able to keep the smile off of his face as he followed you around the marketplace. He was very content to simply watch as you investigated the various trinkets each stall was offering, occasionally choosing something to buy. He also made sure to stand behind you and look menacing whenever someone looked like they were going to try and scam you, very pleased at the fear on their faces when they saw him.

Watching you, he realised how fascinated you could be by the simplest of things, and how you had a tendency to gravitate towards the items that looked like they were half-broken out of pity. The Master thought it was adorable.

As the two of you wandered down another alleyway, he noticed that you took a wide girth to avoid a stall. Upon further inspection, he noticed that the stall was selling various types of fish, and he made a mental note of your aversion to the smell.

Ever since you had told him about being autistic, The Master had tried to discover anything that you didn’t like so that he could protect you from them in the future. It had been a couple of months since he had taken you to Zacrypso, but he still felt guilty despite your insistence otherwise. He also hadn’t made another attempt to woo you since then, and instead he had tried to squash his feelings for you down so far that he would forget they even exist.

Unfortunately, you seemed to thwart his efforts simply by being yourself. Everything you did made his hearts race faster, and he was glad for this regeneration’s darker complexion, as otherwise you would have definitely caught onto his feelings by now. For example, you were currently telling him all about a little blue plant that you had bought from a vendor while he had been buying drinks. Half the information you were telling him was completely incorrect but he wasn’t going to bother correcting you because of how enthusiastic you were. He loved the way you held the little plant as though it was the most precious item you had ever owned.

“I’ve decided I’m going to name her Cerulean, cause of her colour.” You told him with a definitive nod, and he was lucky that your words had baffled him enough that he didn’t melt at your expression.

“Her?”

“Yep, I know most plants don’t tend to have a gender, but this one feels like a ‘her’ to me.” You told him with a shrug.

“Why name it then? ” He couldn’t help but be curious, unsure as to whether this was just a you thing or a human thing.

“Well it’s a plant, they’re living things, they deserve names.” You tilted you head as you addressed him, as though it was impossible for you to imagine not naming the plant.

“You’re adorable.” The words slipped out of his mouth before he really had time to think, but he didn’t let his panic show, focusing on your reaction instead.

His hearts warmed slightly when you went from shocked at what he had said to flustered within seconds. You were now avoiding his gaze by staring at the floor, but he could see the smile on your blushing face. He was just about able to hear the mumbled ‘thanks’ before he decided it was best to lead you on down the alley.

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You had enjoyed your morning out on Mipra, the planet had been close enough to Earth that you didn’t feel disoriented, yet you were still able to experience alien culture with the marketplace. One downside was that the majority of food they had on offer was seafood - or at least it looked that way - and none of it had particularly appealed to you, so The Master had suggested you head back to the TARDIS for lunch.

As soon as you passed through the doors you started to notice just how tired you were, and you knew that you probably wouldn’t be able to gather enough energy to go back out to the planet after lunch. Luckily, you knew that The Master wouldn’t mind, so you happily followed him into the kitchen for the second time that day, taking the same seat that you had that morning and placing down the various knick-knacks you had bought onto the counter.

You didn’t even know what half of what you bought was, but you knew that none of it was dangerous since The Master had stepped in whenever he saw you eying up anything that could have harmed you. As you inspected all of your items, paying close attention to Cerulean, your mind wandered back to earlier. More specifically, you were replaying the moment that The Master had called you adorable for what was probably the 100th time by now, and you felt your face heating up yet again.

You must have zoned out because the next thing you knew The Master was asking you what sauce you wanted on the pasta you hadn’t notice him cooking. Brining yourself back to reality you managed to answer before he got too suspicious.

Luckily for you, The Master didn’t try to initiate conversation while you were eating, giving you time to push the moment from earlier out of your mind and focus back on reality completely.

“Do you feel up to going back to the market?” He asked once you had both finished your meals.

“I don’t think I have enough energy for that, but we could do something in the TARDIS if you wanted?” You suggested, hoping that he wouldn’t chose TARDIS repairs over spending time with you.

“Sure, what do you have in mind?” He addressed you with an unreadable look, which made you slightly nervous.

“Uh, I mean do you have any board games or video games? We could play some of them?”

“That sounds good, I think I have some board games in the library.” He told you, getting up from his seat to head in that direction, causing you to do the same.

You weren’t quite sure why he was spending all this time with you, but you had noticed him doing it more often recently. When you had started travelling with him he would often close himself away from you by working on his TARDIS, or planning out ways to overthrow planets. Nowadays, he seemed to chose spending time with you over doing those activities more often than not. You couldn’t deny that you appreciated it, as you loved to spend the time with him.

Contrary to what most would believe, he was actually pretty laid back the majority of the time, and he tended to go along with whatever you wanted to do. Though he would always leave you alone to rest if you needed it.

Since Zacrypso the two of you had gotten a lot closer, and your feelings from him had grown as well. At times like these, when he seemed so dedicated to you, you couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he felt the same way. Those feelings had been easily bushed aside when you realised that The Master probably had some ulterior motive for anything the two of you did together, but you were finding it much more difficult for you to justify his actions without coming to the conclusion that he cared for you.

Like how the last time he had gone on a solo mission - normally the ones that he deemed too dangerous for a human to go on - and he had come back with a new stim toy for you. He also always made sure that you bought your ear defenders along with you whenever he was planning to cause some explosions.

You had been so lost in thought that you didn’t notice you were in the library until The Master caught your attention, showing off a range of board games and asking you to pick. Half of the games he owned you hadn’t even heard of, so you decided the best option was to choose the Game of Life and let The Master choose the other.

The two of you ended up playing games for hours, and at some point it had evolved into casual conversation, sitting next to each other on the floor of the library with the remnants of your games strewn out over the coffee table. As he laughed at something you had said, you felt yourself enticed by his image, unable to tear your eyes away from his face. He was beautiful and ethereal, and somehow he was convinced that out of everyone in the universe, you were the one worth spending his time with.

“Thank you, for today, it was lovely.” You told him, still staring at him.

“There’s no need to thank me, I’d do this for you anytime, dear.” He replied, turning to face you with a soft smile.

“Why?”

“Why?”

“I’m just a human, why would you do anything for me?” You felt small when you asked the question, baring all of your weaknesses for The Master to see.

“But you’re not just a human, you’re so much more than the rest of them, at least to me. You’re no where near as annoying as the rest of your species, not to mention that you’re clever enough to keep up with over half of what I say. You’re also pretty funny, I like your jokes and sarcasm, even if any sarcasm in return can fly over your head.” As he was speaking, he seemed to be studying your face, as though he too couldn’t tear his eyes away. “I find you so endearing, and I actually like spending time with you, which is more than I can say for the rest of the universe. Also, you’re absolutely beautiful, not just in looks but in your outlook on the world as well.”

At his words you could feel your face heating up, especially when his last sentence finally made sense in your mind.

“You think I’m beautiful?”

“Of course, I always have.” The look he gave you was so genuine that you knew he couldn’t be lying. “Can I tell you something y/n?”

“Yes, Master.”

“I think I’m in love with you, actually I know I am. I’ve known for quite a while now but I’ve been too worried about how you would react.” He had turned away from you know, focusing on the carpet’s intricate designs. “But spending this day with you, I realised that I can’t hide these feelings any longer. If you want me to just drop you off at home I’ll understand.”

His voice had gotten quieter and more unsure as he went on, and he had begun to shrink in on himself.

Without thinking you reached your hand out to hold his, intertwining your fingers. He gave a small gasp and looked up, his deep brown eyes meeting yours in an intense gaze. If he was any other person you wouldn’t be able to hold this eye contact, if he was any other person you wouldn’t have been able to even hold his hand. He wasn’t any other person though, he was The Master, and you loved him.

“I love you too.” You told him with a shaky breath and a wide grin, scared about the vulnerability but oh so happy that you had finally said those words out loud.

His mouth fell open in shock, before turning into a grin that matched yours, and you found yourself struggling to not melt into a puddle right then. Slowly, giving you time to get away, he reached out his free hand to cup your face. Then, somehow even slower, he started to pull your face towards his. You closed your eyes, hoping to sway some of your nerves by not looking at him, though it didn’t help much.

When your lips finally touched, it felt so soft, and intimate. Though somehow it also managed to feel completely electrifying at the same time. You allowed yourself to fall fully into his embrace, as he moved his hand to grip around your waist and pull you in further.

Eventually, you had to break for air, and once you did you leant your forehead on his shoulder. Your face was flushed and your breath was still struggling to come, but you were smiling and he was holding you. Looking up to him, you felt an overwhelming sense of safety and love, and you knew that no matter what the future held for the two of you, everything would be alright if he was by your side.

These are the last 24h with Jodie as the doctor.

Reblog to give to the person you reblogged this from hot chocolate and a comfort blanket

Had a very fun time during the Ghost live stream earlier today!

Thankfully it didn’t crash like the Spotify Live event!

If anyone wants to watch the stream, it’s still on YouTube.

I highly recommend it if you like either Ghost or Mastodon.

Ghost's Autumnal Bash 2024 Masterlist

Tuesday, 22 October 2024

Pumpkin Dreams - Simm!Master x Reader

Wednesday, 23 October 2024

Wait, This Is Good - Whittaker!Doctor x Reader

Friday, 25 October 2024

Any Doctor x Reader

Monday, 28 October 2024

This Is Impossible - Whittaker!Doctor x Reader

Tuesday, 29, October 2024

Jump In The Line, Or Rather Leaves - Smith!Doctor x Reader

Wednesday, 30 October 2024

Dhawan!master x Reader

Thursday, 31 October 2024

Fallen Leaf Hair - Maestro x Reader

Friday, 1 November 2024

TBD

Monday, 4 November 2024

TBD

Friday, 8 November 2024

TBD

Monday, 11 November 2024

TBD

Friday, 15 November 2024

TBD

Monday, 18 November 2024

TBD

Friday, 22 November 2024

TBD

Monday, 25 November 2024

TBD

Friday, 29 November 2024

TBD

Sacha Dhawan in Last Tango in Halifax series one episode one

Dark Side Of The Moon

Peter Maximoff x Reader

Summary - After a stressful couple of weeks, The Reader and Peter decompress together.

Warnings - mentions of canon typical violence, mentions of physical harm because of missions and training, mentions of trauma/depression/sadness

Word Count - 1766

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Not Requested. I hope that you enjoy!

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Things had been loud lately; the world, Xavier Mansion, your head. All of it was just way too loud. There seemed to be news being made every day, most of it bad. Many students and official X-Men members have been sporting injuries and bandages throughout the school. Professor Xavier, even, was spotted with bandages around his shoulder and neck this morning. If he found himself hurt, then it was bound to happen to you soon.

You were a newer student at Xavier School. You were a late bloomer; your powers only appeared in your early twenties after your ex broke your heart. Sudden change or trauma, Professor Xavier said when he first explained your newfound powers to you, could cause the previously dormant mutant gene in your DNA to make itself known. He then said that, frankly, it was unlikely for the gene to remain dormant for your entire life; trauma and change were, sometimes, unfortunate but quintessential parts of Human existence and therefore couldn’t be avoided.

You still felt so incredibly out of touch with the majority of the people either staying at or attending school at Xavier Mansion, no matter what The Professor had told you. You felt useless. You felt uprooted. You felt out of place. You didn’t feel like you belonged anywhere, not in the non-mutant world or the mutant world. 

Professor Xavier constantly argued against your negativity. Somehow, he always seemed to have hope, in both you and the world. He would always encourage your studies and just say that you just needed a bit more training in order to control your powers. Obviously, you understood his perspective, even though you disagreed with it sometimes. But when everything seemed to be falling apart and you couldn’t properly help yourself or the people around you, it was difficult to not be negative and actually see the positive things in life. 

You usually listened to music to get your mind off of the pain and guilt you felt. As soon as you left a classroom or training you would pop on your headphones and press play on your Walkman until you returned to your room. As soon as you got there, you would select a record and play it on your record player and just relax until you felt better. The length of time it took for you to fully relax to music had been getting longer with each passing day, though, and you worried that you might be entering into an incredibly dark place.

Today you were lying on the floor of your room, just thinking, while listening to Dark Side Of The Moon by Pink Floyd. You had already finished your classes for the day and training had been cancelled due to so many people being injured. Everyone was instructed by The Professor to have a calming couple of days to heal from their less severe injuries and catch up on their studies. You already finished the majority of your mutant homework, as well, so you were just left with your mind to deal with. As not being busy meant that you actually had to focus on the thoughts in your head and the worries you had. You didn’t really know how to relax no matter how much you tried to accomplish that goal with music.

Dark Side Of The Moon by Pink Floyd was an album that always resonated with you. Maybe, subconsciously, that’s why you chose it today. To both help you relax but also to help you process some of your emotions. 

Unfortunately, this album also reminded you of your parents. You hoped that they were okay. It had been a while since you talked to them. You didn’t know if they were disappointed in you or mad or just uncomfortable, but you missed them and wished that they would either come to see you or respond to any of the messages and letters that you had sent them.

The world wasn’t perfect before you discovered that you were a mutant, you were well aware of that. But you, at least, knew your place in the world. Now you felt burdened by the newfound responsibility these powers gave you and the stigma that was now attached to your name. Right now, you felt like there was nothing you could do to help yourself except to listen to the track currently playing on your chosen record.

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

In the middle of the song “Time”, you heard a knock at your door. You sucked in a breath. You didn’t really want to see anyone. You wanted to be alone and just process things. Professor Xavier, though, always encouraged you to try and meet new people at your new home, not just go to him if you needed anything. So, you braced yourself and prepared to interact with someone potentially unknown to you.

“Come in!” You shouted over the music. You heard the door open, allowing the hallway light to stream into your dimly lit room, but you didn’t sit up fully. All of your effort was being put into allowing someone in your space; you didn’t have enough energy to spare in order to sit up to greet the stranger at your door.

You turned your head to the side and saw the person who knocked. Peter Maximoff stood in your doorway, a bit frazzled looking. He had a forced smile on his face and a bandage peeking out from the sleeve of his Rush t-shirt.

Tired of lying in the sunshine

Staying home to watch the rain

And you are young and life is long

And there is time to kill today

And then one day you find

Ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run

You missed the starting gun

“Are you okay?” You asked the speedster who was standing eerily still. You shared a few mutant classes with Peter and trained with him a couple of times. He had to go easy on you every time you were on opposing sides of training activities. Peter was always apologetic to you after the fact, in his own Peter Maximoff way. One time, about two months ago, he kicked your ass into the next week and gifted you a box of Twinkies as an apology. 

Other than your interactions in classes and training, Peter was always nice to you, often sparing you from the majority of his pranks. Despite some people living in Xavier Mansion, you never had a reason to dislike the speedster. You would even dare to say that you sought out his company on the rare occasions when you felt comfortable enough to. Even though you did want him to feel similar feelings, you were shocked to see Peter standing in your doorway.

“Oh yeah! Everything’s great … well, not great but fine. I just heard your music in the hall.”

“Oh, sorry! I can turn it down if it’s bothering you.”

“No! I’m cool with it. I’m just wondering if I could listen with you. Hangout, you know, if you are comfortable with that.” Again, you were shocked that Peter wanted to spend time with you, but you allowed him to join you.

“Yeah, Peter, that sounds nice.”

Peter closed your bedroom door and walked into your room. You were surprised that he didn’t use his powers. He usually always used them, often to the annoyance of other mutants.

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun

But it's sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Peter laid down on your carpet in a similar position to you. Once his body fully relaxed, he let out a big sigh. You looked over at him. In the closeness, you saw some more cuts and bandages littered over his body. You were going to say something about it, but Peter ended up speaking first.

“I love this album. Always have since I first heard it.”

“Me, too, even though it makes me a bit sad.”

“Yeah, I know that there’s a lot of trauma in the album, but it always made me feel seen.” You saw out of the corner of your eye that Peter was talking with his hands, causing a small smile to break out on your face.

“That’s why I chose it today. I just felt small and a bit broken lately. Somehow this album always makes me feel better despite the tragedy within it.” Peter smiled bittersweetly at your comment. He didn’t think that someone would be able to understand him as much as you did, even though The Professor always encouraged Peter to reach out and make a connection with you.

“You have a good taste in music. We should do something like this again. If you want.”

Every year is getting shorter

Never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to nought

Or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

The time is gone

The song is over

Thought I'd something more to say

You looked over at Peter and he looked over at you. You noticed a couple of scabs on his cheek and chin. You frowned upon seeing them. You wished that the world wasn’t like the way it was. You wished that none of your mutant friends and peers had to hide or fight. You just wished that everything could be normal.

“Hey.” Peter brought you out of your thoughts and intertwined his hand in yours.

“I’m okay, and you’re going to be okay, too.” You smiled bittersweetly, touched by his words and his worry for you. You then curled into Peter’s side and layed your head on his shoulder. 

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

When I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

“We should definitely do this again, Peter.” You heard him chuckle before you felt him tighten his grip around you. The two of you then let the album play on while you both relaxed in silence.

Far away, across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells