58 Recent Deviations
Featured: Stickmen ~Queen~
Sleep Interrupted (Maylor)The walk from the bar back to his dorm was a long one, and one filled with unceasing stumbles and falls against damp, mossy buildings. Each one came as the same shock to Roger, and each time, he patted it and continued wobbling back home. Brian would be waiting for him, waiting to cure his hangover tomorrow with gentleness and extreme care. Roger smiled to himself as he thought of Brian. No matter the circumstance, he was always willing to help. That's one of the reasons he even stayed friends with Brian--he knew how to help him so wonderfully.Sleep Interrupted (Maylor) by PissedOffPidgey
Each moment creeped by slower, and soon Roger felt as if the world had slowed down. He couldn't believe that he himself was starting to slow down, and almost collapse.
But, he dragged himself home to his best ability. And, in record time, he was home. Well, record time from when he started. He stumbled inside the dorm, and collapsed directly onto his bed, not noticing that it was in fact Brian's bed, and he had fallen onto Brian. The heavy, hard
Lucky Ones“Lucky Ones”Lucky Ones by TheQuietRavenclaw
“Hey, Freddie, can I show you something?” A light, airy voice said softly, beckoning the older man over.
“Of course, Brian,” the raven-haired male replied, turning away from the window, where the warm sun shone through.
The flat was completely silent, except for the padding of feet against the smooth, hardwood floor.
“What is it you wanted to show me, darling?” The shorter of the two added, the padding of his feet against the floor becoming softer as he stepped into the carpeted area of their small living room.
Brian pointed at the couch across from him, before his hand returned to the neck of his guitar as he plucked a few strings.
After Freddie had sat down, he looked up at Brian expectantly, his dark brown eyes staring into Brian’s light hazel ones.
The curly-haired one cleared his throat with a soft ahem, as his long, slender fingers picked up a sheet of paper, quickly looking over it. Afte
Think of MeTitle: Think of MeThink of Me by BriansGurl89
Summary: Freddie thinks of Brian while he dies.
Pairing: Sad Frian…
A/N: This is my first time (?) with angst. *sigh*
Freddie followed Phoebe. He didn't need to be bound, he was resigned to his fate. All he did now was think.
He would never see his family again. Never hug his mother. Laugh with the band. Annoy his band mates. Wear atrocious dresses and prance around. Freddie chuckled softly. He would never marry. He would never get to tell Mary how special she was. He would never get to apologize to Brian.
Brian. He would think about him now. He was always at the back of his mind. Brian, Brian, and Brian. Always Brian. He thought about Brian when he held Jim. All the time. Brian was the focus of all his thoughts.
He had to face
MirroringTitle: MirroringMirroring by BriansGurl89
Paring: Brian/Freddie. Also lots of friendship between John & a silly Roger.
Summary: Sometimes all you need is a little push from friends.
“Hey Roge , look at that…” John nudged his bandmate beside him who had been looking at the scenery as the bus drove them to location.
Roger turned to his friend and nudged him back with his elbow. ”I was looking in case you hadn’t noticed..”
“Nah, I didn’t mean out there. Look at the body language going on up there…” John grinned and motioned towards the front of the bus, Roger was immediately intrigued and followed his line of sight.
Three seats ahead of them sat Freddie, his legs spread out into the aisle and his whole body was turned towards the person sitting across from him.
Freddie was listening to his headphones, the brunette opposite him was reading and was sprawled across his seat in an identical position.
An Undeniable LoveTitle: An Undeniable LoveAn Undeniable Love by BriansGurl89
Pairing: MAYLOR!!!! WHEEEE!!!
Summary: Roger was so small and fragile, yet so beautiful to him. He had always been there, trying to keep him safe like a guardian angel. And now he was so much more. Roger was a friend, a protector, and now as he lay trembling in Brian’s arms, a lover. One shot.
When Brian looked back upon the past five years there was one person that was always there. Or more like one special angel.
Roger was so small and fragile, yet so beautiful to him. He had always been there, trying to keep him safe like a guardian angel.
And now he was so much more. Roger was a friend, a protector, and now as he lay trembling in Brian's arms, a lover.
His pale skin glowed in the light of the moon, sending shivers down his spine. His blue eyes, large and wide, stared up at him filled to the brim with passion and love. The feel of his tiny hands on Brian's cold pale skin drove him wild.
"R-Roger!" He leaned in clos
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
A Moment AloneTitle: A Moment AloneA Moment Alone by BriansGurl89
Summary: The moment they were alone, Roger pounced...
The moment they were alone, Roger pounced, imprisoning Freddie's wrists in his hands and slamming him against the wall. He pinned his wrists above his head and Freddie moaned as Roger's knee slipped between his legs.
Roger smiled broadly and leaned in to kiss his captive, slowly savoring the contrast between the softness of Freddie's lips and the rough scratch of his stubble. He paused to place a teasing lick in the corner of Freddie's mouth before pulling away.
"Mine," Roger rasped possessively.
Breathlessly, Freddie whispered, "Always".
Roger smiled, captured Freddie's lips and knew that he was always Freddie's too.
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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