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Hey I’ve been away for a while but I’d love to start answering requests again!
Send in any queen asks/requests and I’ll answer them 🥰
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Let Us Cling Together This Holiday
Some Day One Things Will be Fine
And Send Your Love To Brian May
Consider This Your Special Sign
However Much This Entire Year Sucked
That Freddie Wants Everyone To Get Fucked
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Aahah this is so amazing! I love this so much!!
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/17491364/chapters/89800861
I have finally gotten around rewriting and publishing this 190.000 piece! I am so incredibly happy and proud of what came out of it❣️🤝
This was my big 2021 project and it couldn’t have been a better payoff for this ambitious project ❤️🥰
Thank you everyone who supported me and thank you for giving this a go the first time and putting so much faith in me to do it again the second time 💓
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Joger Week 2022 (Jan 31st- Feb 6th)
Hi everyone! I hope you're doing well <3
My friend Bernie (@lefanhere) and I were talking about the upcoming Joger Week lately. Sadly, life postponed our talk, but better late than never, don’t you think? ;)
I'm pleased to announce that this ship week will have a slogan and it will be themed (kudos to Bernie, mouah!). The theme is… cakes! Yup, we like cakes, everyone does!
Each day, a different type of cake. Each type represents a concept that has some different prompts.
Why cakes? Because this week will be close to Valentine's Day, an event associated with sweet stuff, and this ship is as sweet as cake! :3
We want to celebrate this ship and all the content creators that Queen fandom has. You're all so talented that it's just fair to give all of you a safe space to express your love for Roger and John, our rhythm boys 🎸🥁
It will start on January 31st ✨
This time, I'll host the week on my own. My friend helped me with the theme, prompts and banner designs. Without her help, this wouldn't be the same <3
Everyone can join and participate. The more, the merrier! 🤗
The prompts are just that: prompts. Creativity is up to you. Go ahead and amaze me 😏
Share what you want: moodboards, fanarts, fics, anything is welcome (as long as it is your creation, of course 👀)
Don't forget to tag your work: content and trigger warnings are required ‼️
Minors cannot interact with NSFW in any way.
Don't pay attention to mean comments. Ignore, report or delete them. Don't play that game, don't let those people win 🙅 If you wanna feel more in control of the situation, enable comment moderation (on Ao3)
🤔 How to tag my work as a Joger Week contribution?
On Tumblr: #JogerWeek2022
On Ao3: add your fic to the Ao3 collection Joger_Week2022
👉🏼Here's the prompt list day by day:
Prompts about childhood/teenage days.
Childhood friends
Sharing some holidays/vacations
Creating a music band
More than friends, less than a couple.
“but friends don’t look at each other like we do”
Studying (College/University AU)
“More than friends, less than lovers. Not enough.”
Angst, sadness, and bittersweet love. Something’s burning and not in a good way.
Cheat & regret
“But although I never told her, I think she knows about me and you”
“I keep forgettin’ things will never be the same again”
The mature life: remembrance, drowsy days and tons of melancholy.
Note: this Welsh Cake or Black Cake lasts a year in your fridge. It’s a type of cake that Welsh immigrants introduced in our country (Argentina) almost a century ago. It’s not the traditional bakestone.
Memories
Family
“We gotta keep it strong before the pain turns into fear”
80s Queen. Nothing more to say ;)
Strange Frontier press event
Winter Holidays (1983)
1984 press tour
Misunderstandings, ambiguous flirting and “blaming it all to the booze” as modus operandi.
“Is it just my imagination or…?”
“I never said I love you, did I?”
“Take it as you want”
NSFW. Hot stuff, darlings.
Omegaverse: fated partner (alpha x omega mating)
Wedding night
“When I think about you, I touch myself”
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Questions or anything you want to know, feel free to DM me, @painandpleasure86
Please reblog this post to spread the word, so more people can join us in this activity!
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This is my first contribution to @frogerweek and I’m so excited to be joining in! I hope you all enjoy 💞
You can read it here ✨
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I’ve got a new fic I’m posting, hopefully tomorrow. It’s gonna be a part of a AU series and I’m so excited to get it going. It’s a supernatural (not the show) poly!queen AU, and I’ve got quite creative with it! I’m literally so excited
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“Right we have exactly £10 to get us through the week. That means no snacks, no sweets-”
“What about booze?” Roger interrupts, a bottle of vodka already in his hand and they haven’t even gotten down the first aisle yet.
“No alcohol.”
Roger huffs, putting the bottle down as Freddie snickers.
The four of them are out shopping together after the last debacle of Roger and Freddie going out by themselves and coming back banned from their local shop and with not enough food to last two days.
Brian’s got a hand on the basket, John close at his hip as they move down the aisle. He so desperately wishes he could just take John’s hand in his own, but he doesn’t, and decides their arms brushing is enough for now.
He picks up some bread, tea and milk, the priorities, slipping them in the basket with an approved hum from John who’s counting the prices.
Roger and Freddie are already in the next aisle, and their giggling can be heard through the shelves. Brian wishes sometimes his mates would actually act like adults for once, though he’s not surprised when he knows the two of them are mischievous when out together.
“Can I pick up some cheese?” John says, hinting at the cheddar lying on the top shelf.
Brian arches an eyebrow and John gives a broad smile.
“It’s only 50p, and I’ll let you have some of my cheese on toast?”
Brian laughs and gives in, feeling the basket drop slightly as the chunk of cheese goes in.
“Roger no!”
It’s squealed from the next aisle, and John and Brian turn the corner to find the two of them have found an abandoned trolley, the drummer on one end and the singer on the other as Roger rocks it, the wheels squeaking beneath them.
“Jesus,” Brian groans, “can you two pack it in? Is there anything else we need to get?”
Roger reaches into the trolley, waving a pack of digestives in the air.
“No, I said no snacks.”
“But John’s got cheese!” Freddie accuses, voice soured into that of a petulant child and John feigns his innocence with a slight frown.
Brian sighs deeply. “Will you two just go wait in the car while we pay for this.”
They have the nerve to look disappointed, but they follow his words nonetheless, and Brian knows if times were different they definitely would be holding hands.
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Hey lovlies! I’d love to answer some asks so don’t be afraid to send them in 💕
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When he gets home, today’s news fogging his brain, he doesn’t even think when he opens the bathroom door after realising it’s the only place Roger could be.
“Roger, darling I’ve got some amazing news to-”
His mouth snaps shut when he finally takes in why Roger was hidden in the bathroom. The blonde blinks back at him with wide eyes, almost like he’s been caught in an act of sin, when in Freddie’s eyes, it’s much of the opposite.
He’s stood in front of the mirror, naked apart from a red pair of lacy underwear that fit delicately across his hips.
Freddie could devour him on the spot.
“S’this what you get up to when I’m not home, hm?”
He watches as Roger relaxes slightly at Freddie’s smug tone, but he still gulps as the older man moves closer.
Freddie traces the line of the panties with his fingers, relishing in the way Roger’s stomach trembles under his touch.
“Is this what you like?” he says, voice dripping like syrup as he presses his palm into the dip of Roger’s back, the blonde pressing their hips together in response.
He moves forward, presses soft kisses to Roger’s neck as his lover practically melts at the touch, grinding softly to elicit a gorgeous moan.
“You look so gorgeous, baby,” Freddie says, whispering behind the shell of his ear, and Roger keens, desperately grappling at Freddie’s back.
Freddie smiles, teeth grazing the soft skin of Roger’s neck, and knows they’re gonna have one hell of a night.
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Brian huffs, a hand pulling along a giggling Roger who’s made it his goal to be the most insatiable drunk Brian’s ever met.
“Shhh,” Brian tries as they finally get to their flat building, but it’s no use when Roger’s desperately trying to figure out his vocal range in the form of the Beatles.
“Rog, you’re gonna get us kicked out,” Brian says, but Roger only looks at him with a cheesy grin, loose limbs making it easy for him to stumble into the older man.
“Cmon I need to get you a drink and bed.”
“Drink as in the bottle we’ve got in the cupboard?” Roger hiccups and Brian groans, nearly dragging his boyfriend up the stairs when all of a sudden, Roger stumbles and lands with a less than graceful flop on the stairwell.
At the sight, Brian resists the urge to roll his eyes.
“Alright?”
Roger makes a dramatic groan and rolls onto his bum, lifting his ankle into the air.
“Oh,” he says, before he looks over his shoulder at Brian with a sly grin.
“Looks like I’ve hurt my ankle,” he gestures with a very dramatic wink that finally makes Brian laugh.
“You’re a menace,” the guitarist replies, but he gives in to Roger’s sloppy grin and pick him up, a hand over his back with the other tucked neatly in the dip of his knees.
“Ah, you’ve saved me,” Roger declares, his acting skills pushing a boundary that shows he’s quite accustomed to being so theatrical.
Brian says nothing, only relishes in the contact as he climbs the rest of the stairs to their flat, even if Roger passes out and drools on his shirt before they even get to the door.
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New fic! Please read the notes before reading!
You can read it here! 💕✨
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Maycury? There’s a big comfy chair and they’d both rather sit in it.
“Brian,” Freddie pleads, eyes wide as he pulls on Brian’s arm, their hands clasped together.
“But Fred, I’m sure you’ll be much comfier in my lap,” Brian explains, trying to take another step towards the comfy looking chair next to them, but is pulled back.
Freddie huffs with a small eye roll, and with one affirming kiss, he lets Brian take the chair. He grumpily climbs into his lap, clinging to the younger man like a koala, and Brian only chuckles.
“Don’t you say I told you so,” Freddie is quick to say, noticing the smirk on the guitarist’s face.
“I would never.”
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Thank you so much for including me! 💕💕
February Hotlist
WIPs
Angel of small death by @iamnotbrianmay, a very beautifully written Fem Frian soulmates fic with a clever twist
Gentlemen Prefer Blondes by @emmaandorlando, does what it says on the tin (but in a very intelligent and well written way) and is a Froger au of the film
Yesterday Moments I Remember by @queen-lovely-rita a very sad Poly with a painful read for Roger stans
Who Knows Where My Dreams Will end by @plainxte, really insightful one sided Frian fic from Brian’s perspective in 1974 (trigger warnings illness?)
Songs To My Heart by Sweetillusions, a soulmates Joger (with background frian) fluffy valentines day fic
Pain Is So Close To Pleasure by @theadorabletia another great soulmates fic where they feel eachother’s pain, it’s very clever - highly recommend
Completed works
I should’ve worshipped her sooner by @anotherhystericalqueen a really lovely gender bent Maylor fic where Regina wakes up with a soul mark after a night out.
Can’t fight this feeling anymore by @0-primejive-0 a semi sort of confessions Joger Valentine’s fic
Lady May by @mother-mercury44 oh my god I loved this, fem Breaky playing house as children and saving eachother as adults, definitely read it!
Golden Slumbers by @rhohemian-bapsody really sad/ cute soulmates fic for breaky in the afterlife, highly recommend
I Had To Face The Who Am I And Who Is She And What Did I Do by @mysticanni, a very intriguing Joger fic where John has to work out how to get divorced from Roger
Forget Me Not by @psychicstrawberryworld a poly valentines fic, very angsty and difficult (in a good way) to read but incredibly well written, and it does end nicely
Secret Love by @beatlegirl1968 a very cool song fic with Brian and Roger in the 60′s meeting.
Death On Two Legs by divervicky, a very dark (trigger warnings for sexual assault apply) poly fic centered around Brian, can be read as platonic between them.
Another Sweet Valentine by @lover-of-blue-roses a really cutesy domestic Frian scene
Forgotten (And Now Gone) by @rushingheadlong , messed me up emotionally so completely recommend, a sort of strange Frian fic
Cliff’s Edge by @bambirexwrites, largely smut, but a very good fem Froger fic!
Updated Calendar 2021 taken from the survey that only six people answered but I’ll live with that
January 30th - the January list (completed)
💖February 28th - the February list (completed)
🧐March 15th - the basic guide to queen fics, the tops tens etc
🐰March 31st - the march list
👫April 15th - the Domtay and Johnica lists
🌷April 30th - the April list
🌌May 15th - the supernatural/ sci-fi special
🌺May 30th - the May list
👨❤️👨🙋♂️June 15th - the jimercury/ Tim specials list
☀️June 30th - the June list
👨❤️💋👨👩❤️💋👨July 15th - taytay list/ Brissy list
⛱️July 31st - July list
❣️August 15th - the friends>lovers/ enemies>lovers list
🍁August 30th - August list
📺September 15th - borhap cast special
🍂September 30th - September list
🏚️October 15th - historical au special
🎃October 30th - October list
🖇️November 15th - sub/Dom special
🎇November 30th - November list
🤕December 15th - hurt/ comfort special
🎄December 27 ISH - December list
New year’s - the yearly lowdown 🍾(depends what goes on!!)
If you have any fic of your own you’d like on the list, please just tell me, or if you’d like to highlight a friend’s fic I’ll put it on in whatever category (obviously if it’s coming up that’d be more helpful), I think it’d be nice if there was a bit more of a community push behind these things to make it mean something instead of just me annoying folks.
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Hey lovlies! I’d love to answer some asks so don’t be afraid to send them in 💕
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“Is that my shirt?”
Freddie watches as Roger turns around from where he’s pouring the tea, legs bare with a shirt draped to his knees, hair still messy and eyes still sleepy.
“You mean our shirt?”
Freddie frowns, though his lips still smile, moving to pull Roger against him, who gasps as the older man grabs him by the waist.
“You’re cheeky,” Freddie says, giggling at the eye roll Roger gives.
“I’m yours.”
That makes Freddie really smile, and he leans down for a kiss, capturing Roger’s lips against his own making the younger man giggle.
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When Brian finally opens the front door, his feet aching as he walks into the hall, what awaits him is a very disheveled blonde, cheeks red and fingers bitten raw, eyes wide with something Brian can’t make out in his weary state.
“Where did you go?”
Roger’s voice is quiet, almost childlike, and it makes Brian hiccup, guilt finally screwing into his insides with gut churning agony as Roger looks back at him, almost desperately.
He stumbles for words, drops his bags by the coat rail, remembering a time when his things used to be hung there. He looks away from the other, can’t bare to see his lover being ripped to shreds from his own actions.
Eventually, he doesn’t say anything at all, and Roger keens.
“You can’t do this,” the blonde demands, his eyes water lined and his hands fisted. “You can’t do this to me. It’s not fair.”
His voice is firm, though Brian can detect the quiver, even without seeing the tremble of his chin and the tear over his cheek.
He wants to argue that it is fair, that this has always been what it’s been about. It had always been about coming home. He just never realised he would have left in the first place.
“You don’t get to come back here and drop your bags like you’re welcome,” Roger states, crossing his arms now, beckoning Brianon with some sort of argument to make this less heart breaking. Brian didn’t know what he expected.
No, he knew what he wanted to expect. He wanted Roger to welcome him back with open arms, hold him close and tell him it’s all fine. That this all didn’t mean anything.
Obviously, the forgiveness he expected wasn’t going to arrive.
“You need to go, Brian,” Roger finally says, nudges his foot against Brian’s bag with a quiet sniffle. “I can’t have you here.”
“Where am I supposed to go?” Brian finally says, his first words since he stepped back into a life he thought he’d left.
“Go to John’s. Freddie wouldn’t want to see you either.”
His words are bitter, and Brian flinches at the impact, but still picks up his bags. They feel heavier than they did before.
“Go,” Roger says. He’s not looking at Brian anymore, eyes fixed on the opposite wall like it will save him and swallow him whole.
Brian swallows and nods quietly, turning and walking out before he can even hear Roger break down from behind the door.
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“I didn’t take you for the settling down type.”
Brian’s voice is quiet, his words whispered against Roger’s cheek as he tucks a piece of blonde hair behind the younger man’s ear, their eyes locked in such a way that Brian can only describe as comfortable.
Roger huffs, brushes their lips together sweetly, his leg hooked gently around Brian’s hip.
“Well, if it hadn’t been for you, I never would’ve settled. For anyone else.”
“You’re a sap,” Brian replies, kissing away the scoff Roger gives.
“You’re mean,” Roger jabs back, this time pulling Brian in for a proper kiss, tangling his hands in curly hair to press their lips together.
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