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Follow your heart

Farah Dowling x female reader

1.389 words. Enjoy.

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You walked through the school grounds.

It was so lonely.

Everyone was in bed while you were patrolling around the school making sure that no student was out of bed.

You didn't have to do that and yet here you were; doing exactly that.

You weren't chosen like the rest of the stuff.

You never had an interview with Farah or Saul for your teaching experience and capabilities.

You had never gone through a duel with Headmaster Silva ( because you were a specialist, fairies were going through some control tests or whatever with either Ben or Farah ).

The Queen had appointed you as a professor at Alfea.

And neither Farah nor Saul could go against Luna's wishes.

You were the best choice for her.

Queen Luna was in need of strong and professional specialists, you had been one - if not the - best specialist in Headmistress' Rosalind's era.

Such a powerful era for the specialists.

You were also an aristocrat with blood status and bank accounts matching the Queen's herself.

The night breeze rolled down the corridors, probably from an opened window making you slightly freeze.

You cursed as you weren't wearing your very warm and comfortable suit to protect you not only from your enemies but also from the annoying cold weather.

It was raining. You could tell.

Oh god, you loved staying in your quarters with a warm blanket and some hot chocolate watching the rain through the window.

You finally located the window and hurried to close it. Afterward, you stayed there, looking out, at the night sky, imagining the stars.

Every star seemed to be so close with the other one, but they could have a distance beyond every human's imagination.

That's how you currently felt.

Close to your old classmates and whole miles apart.

You were never particularly fond of them.

Maybe a tiny Ben, he had always been so polite with you.

Or Farah, even if you had had countless fights in the past, she seemed less willing to challenge you or mock you as she had been doing.

You weren't blaming her, though. You would have done the same.

Farah for the fairies was the exact thing you were for the specialists.

Jealous because you were a more powerful specialist than her own, afraid that she was to loose Rosalind's favor to you, she felt the need to prove herself by belittling you.

Saul and Andreas weren't helping at all. Saul never stopping telling Farah about you and how he was annoyed by your very existence or Andreas telling them both that he was far richer ( untrue ) and better in everything than you.

You had been so drawn to the past that you missed the sound of heels against the floor.

" Y/N. Shouldn't you be sleeping ? " A woman's voice stopped your roaming thoughts.

You froze. Was she into your mind again ?

You turned to her. Farah had her head titled on a side in question. Her eyes weren't shining.

" Shouldn't you be sleeping ? " You retorted crossing your hands in front of your chest.

Farah shook her head. " I had work. "

" So did I. " You played the same excuse with her to show her that she was being ridiculous.

The fairy raised an eyebrow. " I am the Headmistress of Alfea. It's natural for me to work until midnight... unlike you... "

You raised an eyebrow as well. Two could play the game. " And I'm something far greater than just a tiny member of your faculty. I have work outside the classroom too. "

Farah sighed, a hand going through her hair as a sign of frustration. " That's not a game, Y/N. "

Your eyes widened. " So, you are IN my mind. I KNEW IT. "

Farah sighed again. " I'm not. Some of your thoughts are just too loud to be ignored. "

You fake-pouted. " My bad, I thought that the oh-so-great Headmistress of Alfea had better control over her powers. Sorry Fa, never gonna happen again. "

And that's when you were shoved against the window. Farah's eyes burning; not with magic but something darker, primitive, sinful.

Desire.

Desire masked by evident anger.

You gulped. You knew where this was to lead.

" Stop it. " Came Farah's only words.

Pretending to be confused, even though you knew damn well to what she was referring, you couldn't help but ask. " Stop what ? "

" Your thoughts. " The woman clarified.

You frowned. " Nobody can stop thinking, Fa. Thought you already knew it. Mind is your domain, is it not ? "

An other shove. " Stop. Playing. Those. Stupid. Bratty. Games with me. If you want to think dirty, then do it without me. "

You swallowed hard.

She knew.

God, she knew.

But being the specialist you were, also the aristocrat- with extreme political lessons - you knew what to do to get yourself out of almost every situation.

This one included.

Distraction had always been the best way to defeat Farah Dowling at everything. You just had to change the subject.

" Me ? You are the only who hates me. You and Saul. I didn't do anything to you, really. Just lived my life trying to be happy but there was always a Farah Dowling judging and criticizing everything about me. " So the rambling started and you soon lost control of yourself.

You told her everything, from how much you thought she hated you to that time she once implied something about you that hurt you deeply. Everything kept pouring out of you and you failed to notice that Farah had taken a step back.

The topic had left your dirty fantasies with your teenage crush and was her hatred toward you.

You took a deep breath when you finished your monologue and realized that you had been crying for God knows how long.

Your eyes fell to Farah.

Wait.

Was she crying too ?

" I... I had no... I didn't want to... " Farah stuttered. It was one of the only times the headmistress of Alfea was speechless.

" My point is. If you hate me so much, you can simply inform Luna and she will replace me in no time. " You told her.

Farah closed her eyes for a second and then reopened them. " I don't hate you... Saul does. He thinks you came here to steal his glory or something. "

You rolled your eyes at that. " Then... Why all this distance and coldness ? " You inquired.

Farah's eyes narrowed. " Saul's my best friend, Y/N. I can't betray him by giving into your fantasies. "

Your eyes widened. " Wait a sec. Did you just admit that you want me but don't make a move due to Saul ? "

Farah gave you a sad smile. " Maybe. Have a nice night, Y/N. And try to get some sleep. "

Then, she turned to leave.

" Wait, Farah ! " You wrapped your hands around her left arm to stop her from walking away.

The fairy stared down at you expecting you to tell her why you stopped her.

" A little piece of advice. Nothing much, really. Just... you always care about everyone and that's cute, one of my favorite things about you, but... friends, true friends make sacrifices for their friend's happiness. If Saul truly cared about your happiness, about you, he would have supported you and encouraged you to follow your heart. Nobody likes everybody, I get that. But I like you, you like me and we deserve a chance. " You squeezed her hand.

" Nobody can tell you what to do with your own life, they can advise, yes but it's up to you who do you want to sleep with, marry or even have a family with, not Saul's. You are an independent woman and can decide what's best for yourself. " You continued sharing your never ending wisdom with Farah.

Farah who was shocked realizing that you were more than right.

" True friends support and stand next to each other no matter what. If Saul doesn't do that, then he is no real friend, you deserve better. You know, Fa, that's how you can tell the difference between true friendship, fake friendship and manipulation. " You finished your perfect speech with a wink.

Before Farah can reply, you placed a gentle kiss on her arm and vanished in the dark corridor.

She already liked you, but after that one... Farah ignored Saul's disappointment and did what you advised her to.

She followed her heart.

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Shimmering light (Fem!Reader x Stella)

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Sky puffed loud when you had kicked him in the chest. He doubled, reaching for his chest with a pained expression. – “You are out of shape Sky.” – you said teasingly, lowering your foot. Sky looked up, wanting to speak, but couldn’t yet. It made you laugh loud. – “Riven would be delighted to hear this.” – you told him as Sky straightened his posture. Having moved his hands to his hip, pointing at you. – “Don’t!” – he replied with a scowl.

It made you hum thoughtfully just to tease him more. Sky groaned grabbing a stick. He let it hit down on you. As a response, you had set your hands high as the stick came in contact with your wrists. – “Nice try darling.” – you moved your head for him to see your silly smirk. – “Sky, Y/n enough training!” – both of you heard. Sky lowered his stick.

Turning around, you straightened your posture at Saul coming your way. – “Good foot work Y/n.” – he whispered to you, patting you on the back. You threw Sky a mockingly smile just to rub it more in his face. Sky rolled his eyes. The other specialists gathered around as Saul had whistled loud. Riven came jogging over, looking all smug.

“Y/n.” – he said throwing an arm around you. Pressing your face close to his chest. – “Riven.” – you mumbled out, feeling squashed in his grip. Punching him in the armpit, he released his grip on you. You took a breather, shooting him a glare. Riven laughed finding himself amusing. Saul cleared his throat to make him stop interrupting. – “It’s time for your assignment.” – Saul explained.

He stepped aside as a group of fairies approached the training grounds. – “You’ve got to be kidding me.” – Riven puffed out, turning annoyed around. – “Scared Riven.” – you teased, tickling him under his armpits. Riven’s body squirmed, making him jump away from you. He gave you an annoyed look. Sky chuckled beside you. Saul snapped his finger to stop your little distraction.

“I’ll assign you your fairy.” – he started. He started pairing up some fairies and specialists. Amongst them stood Stella with her friends. She made brief eye contact with you. Her hand subtle going up to greet you with the smallest of nods. You smiled briefly back at her as response.

“I hope I get paired up with Sky.” – you heard her say to Musa. Musa gave her little attention, throwing glances from afar to Riven. – “Stella.” – Saul called out, making Stella straighten her back. – “Y/n.” – he called out, gesturing to the middle. Stella’s eyes widened as you came to the centre. Bloom had to push her forwards or else she would’ve remained still. Stella and you joined before Saul. Saul nodded at you.

You took Stella by her sleeve, pulling her aside. There you waited for everyone to be paired up. After pairing up gave Saul the subject to start training with each other. You and Stella moved a bit away from the group. – “Sorry I’m not Sky.” – you told her. Stella glanced up to you with a bit of shock in her eyes. Tilting her chin a bit up, her attitude changed.

“It’s better than Riven.” – she answered. – “Ouch.” – you replied hurt by her comment. Stella swallowed nervously, looking down. You had lowered yourself to pick up a fighting stick from the ground. Turning around you handed one to her. Stella stared rather strange at it. – “I’m not touching that.” – she said moving the stick away with one finger.

It made you sigh loud. – “Take it.” – you insisted. Stella crossed her arms. – “In case you forgot Y/n, I have my powers to protect me. I don’t need no sweaty stick.” – she said back cocky. You exhaled deep lowering the fighting stick. – “What if for some reason you can’t rely on them?” – you asked, pulling your shoulders up. Stella scoffed at what you said. You had a bit enough of her attitude. – “I’m here to protect you so maybe cut the whole stuck up princess act!” – you called out.

“It’s not an act, I am a princess.” – Stella replied loud. It made you throw your hands up. Throwing the stick on the ground, you gave up. Walking off, you had quite enough of her. – “Where are you going?” – Stella shouted getting on her toes. You ignored her, continuing to walk away. Stella lowered herself, looking hurt down.

She noticed some other pairings looking at her. It made her feel shy and small. Biting her thumb a bit, she went her own way. At first Stella thought about skipping. But then the guilt came. She felt guilty for acting like that towards you. She decided to change coarse and search for you. She eventually found you at the lunch tables. Stella took a deep breath before walking over.

You quirked your eyebrow up when she came sitting in front of you. – “Does her royal princess require something?” – you said bitsy. – “Y/n.” – Stella replied trying to reason with you. You crossed your arms, leaning back in your chair. Stella took a deep breath. – “I’m sorry.” – she said making you stare curious at her. You noticed how uneasy and vulnerable she felt.

“I…I didn’t mean to be so…” – she started. – “Bitchy?” – you answered for her, making her chuckle. – “Yes that.” – she agreed. – “Great, we agree on one thing.” – you teased seeing her smile. – “We agree on more things Y/n.” – Stella spoke. – “Like what?” – you asked intrigued. – “Like how good looking I am.” – she said making you quirk your eyebrow at her. – “Kidding!” – she laughed out, touching your arm. It didn’t make you laugh, rather just gaze at her.

You took a deep breath, placing your hand on hers. – “Stella, I’m not the one you should be building your walls up to.” – you told her. – “Remember last year?” – you pointed out. Stella nodded, remembering. – “The time I blinded that girl.” – she said looking down. You joined your other hand to hold hers in yours. Your action made her look up to you. – “No, after that.” – you corrected.

Stella smiled saddened at you. – “You were there.” – she said. – “I was there.” – you repeated. – “I was there when you were at your lowest. I kept you going. I made you shine as bright as ever Stella. So… don’t go acting all cold towards me with our history.” – you talked. Stella smiled brighter.

“You are better than Sky.” – she answered. – “You are what I need.” – Stella finished staring at your eyes. You smiled back at her. – “Oh how much better I feel.” – you responded dramatically, making Stella stomp your arm. Laughing loud afterwards. Both of you got up, heading back to the training grounds.

You kicked the door open after having heard Stella scream. Her eyes turned to shock when you busted in the room. Your eye immediately fell on her mother. With your batons you went for her mother. Forcing her face down on the desk. Arm between your baton on her back as your other one pressed her back against the desk. – “Y/n!” – Stella called out with tears in her eyes.

“This is the last time that you hurt her!” – you grunted out, pressing her mother’s cheek harder on the desk. Her mother was furious. Squirming under your grip to get free. – “You wait till I am free!” – she threatened. – “Do your worst.” – you responded coldly. Stella stared in shock, hands to her mouth at the display. Her mother raised her hand as Stella caught the faintest of light.

“Y/n!” – she alarmed you. You saw the light as well, quickly pulling back before she could blind you. Your own reaction made you stumble back. Her mother rose, eyes reflecting fury. She pointed her hand at you, casting a blast of light towards you. You fell back against Farah’s bookcase.

Books dropped to the ground with you. Stella gasped loud with tears in her eyes. – “You specialists think you are equal to us!” – she spitted out. Raising her hand as light emerged from it. – “You have just signed your own death.” – she called out. – “No!” – Stella shouted coming to stand in between. Arms wide open. – “Step aside child!” – Her mother casted out.

“No! I won’t let you hurt her!” – Stella defied against her mother. Her mother scoffed amusingly, finding it humorous her daughter would stand up against her. – “I won’t let you touch her!” – Stella replied determined. You looked up amazed to her. Seeing how strong she appeared. Her mother rose her hand either way, ready to cast light at Stella for being in the way.

You got up, wrapping your arms around Stella. Calling it out, you pulled her down with you, before the light could hit her. The light hit the bookcase instead. Making more books drop down. Hitting you and Stella all over.

You had moved your arms around Stella, protecting her. Stella slowly lifted her head, coming close to yours. For a moment the two of you stared at each other. You smiled, brushing your thumb against her cheek. Stella breathed out a smile with tears in her eyes. Her mother scoffed disgusted ready to cast again. You pulled Stella in your embrace to protect her. – “I’m sorry.” – you whispered to her.

Stella hugged you back, tightly. – “Not a word.” – she whispered back. Both of you closed your eyes, waiting for the impact. The door swung open, Farah entering with Saul. Saul launched for Stella’s mother, grabbing her arm and twisting it behind her back. Farah turned to look at you. – “Are you alright girls?” – she asked as Saul escorted Stella’s mother out.

Stella and you stared a bit confused at each other. – “We are.” – Stella spoke with a smile. You helped each other up, embracing one another again.

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