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Being Brian MayTitle: Being Brian MayBeing Brian May by BriansGurl89
Summary: Brian May is fed up with Delilah constant interference in his married life with Freddie.
A/N: Its for :iconkeren1234: The love of my life, my Bijou…
Brian's—correction, Rockstar Brian's—life was going pretty well. He was now rich and titled. He could get anything he wanted, he had worked hard for that. Queen was soaring upwards like a jet and they were seriously rolling in money. Something else that didn't agree with him were his days and days of doing nothing, which is why he'd begun skulking around the Garden Lodge.
“If I weren’t here,” He'd think, eyeing a bejeweled vase at the end of a corridor. “I’d be teaching math somewhere….” He looked around around the house. He was here all by himself. “Yep," he said as he admired his reflection in the vanity's large mirror, "handsome, charming, and talented…I don't know how this place ever survived withou
Tango FreddieTitle: The Tango FreddieTango Freddie by BriansGurl89
A/N: Based on 'The Tango Maureen' from 'RENT'.
(An auditorium. Freddie's late for a rehearsal, Roger and Brian are trying to get the sound equipment to work, but not even his scientist skills will fix it. The audience will be there in about a half hour.)
Brian: Goddamit, why won't this work... (nothing happens, kicks the amplifier)
Roger: Calm down, you drama queen.
Brian: (silence for a moment) Where the hell is Freddie? He should've been here by now... Roger, I told Freddie NOT to call you, if it makes you feel any better.
Roger: (sarcastically) Thanks. That's really going to help me get a new girlfriend.
(The music for 'Tango Maureen' starts playing.)
Brian: What the hell... (shrugs)
(singing) The audience won't wait,
But the cable -
Roger: (singing, still sarcastic) Isn't this great!
Say something, anything.
Brian: (into the microphone) Test one, two, three...
Roger: (singing) Anything but that...
Brian: (singing) This is wei
Russian RouletteTitle: Russian RouletteRussian Roulette by BriansGurl89
Summary: Brian does not tolerate betrayers…
Pairing: Brian/Rogerina (Its AU)
Brian stood in the door looking out at the beautiful sunrise as Rogerina came down the stairs.
"What a beautiful day, Rogerina, Just beautiful. It's the perfect day, perfect end, perfect betrayal, and perfect death." Brian turns and faces Rogerina with a gun in his hand.
"Why are you saying these things?" Rogerina asked
"Do I need permission to speak from FREDDIE BULSARA?" Brian shouted
"Try to understand, I was in an impossible position, that's not what it was. Trust me." Rogerina could see the rage in Brian's eyes as he turned from her.
"Ok." Brian calmly said "So then explain it to me. You were sent by Freddie?"
Brian sat Rogerina down in the chair at the table. "A plan." It was a statement.
Rogerina nodded again.
"And with your help Freddie wo
Darkness So my attempt at trying to write an angst story. *2 POVs*Darkness by Wolfspirit2000
Numbness plagued his body as John walked back to his apartment alone. The crashing of thunder outside and the loud noise of the ran slamming against the building could barely express how he was feeling. He didn't bother to switch the lights on, the darkness helped him stay away from seeing any of the memories. Brian and Roger stayed at Roger's place for now, but John wanted silence. No memories, no expression, just the solitude of the dark flat.
"Not fair." Was all he could say
He curled up on the bed and wrapped his arms around one of the pillows. Memories of previous concerts flashed through his mind. The energy, the pure ecstasy that radiated from the leader as his voice rung through the stadiums world wide. Now it was silenced forever. He cringed at the happy memories that could never be recreated. A flash of lightning is what brought the tears. He dug his fingernails into the fabric of the pillo
Summer LovingRoger's P.O.V.Summer Loving by MaccaMay
The blistering sun practically cooked anything that dare tread across the stoney patio. I hopped across the sizzling stones barefoot, cluching a cold glass of lemonade and plopping down comfortably in my favorite lawn chair. My sunglasses protected my eyes from the harmful UV rays of the sun, but nothing protected them from the blissful sight in front of me. On their hands and knees, dirty in the rich brown soil, placing delicate bulbs into the pre-dug holes. With the voice of an angel, humming softly a poppy little melody whilst gently swaying with the beat. Dark, chocolate curls bounced lightly with every movement of the head. I sat the slippery glass down on the tiny table beside me and stretched my arms up behind my head, fully admiring my view. I watched them stand up and brush their hands on their knees before turning around to face me with a cheeky grin.
"Hey babe, I gotcha a glass of lemonade." I called out and they made their way towards me.
The dreamy being tre
Shut Up and Cuddle With MeTitle: Shut Up And Cuddle With MeShut Up and Cuddle With Me by BriansGurl89
Summary: Roger goes over to Brian and forces him to cuddle.
Brian was awoken again around four o'clock when a slight shuffling sounded nearby. At first he thought it was Freddie, walking in his sleep again, but was soon aware of someone moving closer to him. With a sigh he cracked his eyes and was shocked to see Roger.
"Not a word, Brian." Roger hissed through clenched teeth as he settled down beside Brian, his purple sleeping bag uncomfortably close to Brian's. He seemed nervous and he was avoiding eye contact, though he was on his side facing Brian.
"What is it, Roger?"
Roger said nothing, feigning sleep. Brian nudged closer, silently pressing for an answer. Roger bit his lip, glancing over Brian's shoulder. Deaky and Freddie were sleeping still. He let out a deep sigh. "Shut up and come here." Roger lifted an arm, prompting Brian to curl up with him.
Brian gave a dumb look
Happy Passover!Yeah, it's Passover here in Israel (Only three days left for vacation :<, sorry i didn't update earlier) so happy Passover!Happy Passover! by keren1234
I wanted to write a fanfic but i didn't have enough time. so I'll just write how would the Passover Seder would look like:
Freddie singing all the songs that are written about this holiday; Roger getting drunk from wine; John being sober and eating Gefilte Fish and throwing up because it's disgusting; Brian only eating eggs and salad because he's vegetarian (like me ^.^).
Freddie then drinking wine and getting drunk; Roger drinking more; John eating almost everything from the table to get the taste of the Gefilte Fish away, but he mistakenly ate kneidalach which is disgusting as well; Brian telling the story of the holiday to Freddie's cats.
Freddie making stupid jokes; Roger laughing at stupid jokes; John laying on the floor screaming 'Help! i think i got food poisoning!'; Brian turning into superman and giving John some pills.
Freddie laughing at John because
Slipping Thru My FingersTitle: Slipping Through My FingersSlipping Thru My Fingers by BriansGurl89
Summary: Roger's thoughts when he sees his daughter getting ready for her wedding. I got the idea from Mamma Mia, but I was thinking of Roger and Ashley the whole time.
Disclaimer: This fan fiction is kind of a Queen / Mamma Mia story. I only own the story, not the song or the idea. A spin off of "I'm Hope, Hear Me Croak" series. This happened after I dreamt of me giving away :iconringorules:s
I smiled sheepishly at my daughter's reflection in the mirror. "What do you think?" She questioned, brushing her long blonde hair over to one side.
"Maybe if you..." Unable to explain my idea, I brought back the two front pieces of her hair and pulled them back to meet in the middle, then gave her a smile in the mirror as if to ask if she approved. "Hmm?"
"Oh, that's nice!" She exclaimed, pushing my hands out of the way and holding her hair back for
The Millionaire WaltzFreddie pushed the door shut behind him so that it slammed. He shuffled his feet on the floor, slightly chagrined after his experience of the evening. Quietly he sighed deeply, not even announcing his arrival, just entering.The Millionaire Waltz by ajhistoric2
Mary looked up at her former boyfriend, the man who'd stopped just before her chair and murmured a quick "hello". His ebony hair fell down to the shoulders of his red silk jacket, one that Mary swore she could smell the champagne on. A scent that reminded her so much of long nights with expensive drinks and endless kisses, time she'd spent in his arms. And here he was, standing in front of her.
"Are you feeling alright, darling?" the golden-haired young woman asked. Then she remembered where he'd been the whole night. "Did you enjoy the date?"
Freddie read Mary's face like a book for a few seconds, then allowed himself to become vulnerable when he remembered how woebegone he really was. "No," he replied. "That has to have been one of the lousiest dates I've ever ha
Somebody to Love part Two"M-Mary..."Somebody to Love part Two by wifeofthesassmaster
Freddie let his glance fall right back down to those white knee socks. He couldn't stand to look into that piercing blue. His heart leapt as those socks moved closer.
"Freddie..." a soft finger pulled his chin up, "What's wrong?"
"I just... I need to tell you something..."
Mary's hand cupped the small of Freddie's back and led him inside.
Freddie's heart was racing, but he couldn't possibly realise that he was putting the love of his life through just as much agony.
Each memory Freddie could conceive flooded back into him as he lightly sat upon the sofa. Back and forth. The moment they met, the first time that that frigid blue drilled into him as they conjoined their love, the few tiring tours she'd come on... Each movie... Each dinner... Each morning tog-
An ear piercing scream.
"Oh! That's the kettle," Mary's smooth harpsichord of a voice chimed.
Silently, Freddie followed in Mary's wake, unbeknownst to his love.
So serene... In her own world... Yet, so down to Earth... H
Somebody to Love part OneEach morning he got up, he died a little. He couldn't barely stand on his feet. He took a look in one of his many mirrors and cried. Deep, bitter resentment of what he could not change leaked from every orifice on his body.Somebody to Love part One by wifeofthesassmaster
"Why me? Lord, what are you doing to me?" he murmured ruefully only to himself and the photographs on the wall.
A beautiful girl. One in so many thousands. Stylish blonde hair caressing her poise shoulders. Dark eyeliner drawn out at the end. Soft, loving touch. Gentle, caring nature. So many attributes, all dripping with pulchritude, made up the girl he could no longer call his lover.
His black-lacquered finger tips lightly danced along the fragile petals. One line sauntered into one ear and out the other, always turning right back around to remind him why he was in this shoppe.
"A dozen red roses for my darling."
Crisp, cold blue. These were the ones. Just like her eyes. A shudder passed through him as he remembered that icy blue piercing into his liquid brown as
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