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we were so deprived of r rated roger

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I would like to thank not only God but also Jesus for the existence of Ben Hardy as Roger Taylor

What a time to be alive.

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ok since bo rhap the movie is out, i’m expecting there will be a lot of imagines here on tumblr.

that’s great and all but

pls write some for deaky :”)

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John Deacon kissing headcanon? PLEASE?

A GOOD PROMPT I SCREAM HERE THEY ARE!!!!

Finger / Hand kisses.

John had always been seen as the quieter member of Queen, and while he was that, his actions always spoke louder than words.

So, one of the first things he did when he first met you was kiss the back of your hand, eyes locking with yours as a mischievous smile spread across his youthful features.Your heart skipped a beat as time seemed to stop around the two of you, his lips still on the back of your hand before the tugged away, now leaving your skin cold and feeling abandoned. It’s what got your attention because without saying anything other than a ‘hello’, you were aware that he was into you and initially, it becomes a habit between the two of you, a small greeting of love as your relationship progressed. 

He’ll always kiss the back of your hand when he sees you for the first time, especially when he’s up and at it before you wake up in the morning. So, imagine walking into the studio and he just saunters up to you, bass still hanging from the strap around his shoulders and without a word, he grabs your hand, gives you that same smile he did the first time he met you and kisses the back of your hand before whispering an actual greeting. It makes your heart soar every time. Roger in the background: “Why don’t you greet us all like that, Deaky?”“I don’t like you that much.”

Now, he’ll just idly grasp your hand and kiss the back of it while listening to someone speak, especially when the two of you are snuggled up at one of Freddie’s parties, seemingly tucked away in a corner where there wasn’t anyone else. The two of you don’t feel like going home yet so you just snuggle, his lips pressing against your knuckles down to your wrists as the two of you listen aimlessly to the party around you.

Or, if he senses you’re nervous about something, he’ll slowly take your hand into his, fingers entwining before bringing it up to his lips and slowly kissing your knuckles, firmly reassuring you that he’s right there and will always be there for you.

The tips of his fingers are probably calloused from years and years of playing bass and occasionally they do get sore so you’ll sit there and kiss ever single one of his fingers. Especially after a vigorous recording session because there are days when he plays for hours at a time to the point where his fingers feel like they’re going to fall off. He knows it’s all worth it in the end though and very rarely complains about the amount of work. There are nights though when he comes home and all he wants is to lay between your legs, your lips against his fingers as you whisper to him how much you love him and how much you had missed him during the day between the peppering of kisses. He takes solace in the small moments like that.

Absolute bonus points if the kissing turns into you licking his fingers which he thinks is absolutely sensual and usually ends up with him kissing you and pushing you onto the bed, clicking his tongue and asking, “Why do you have to tease me like that?” Before dipping his head in for kiss that was raunchier than the last. You smile into said affection, knowing fully well what you were doing.

Message kisses.

Something that can cause either a makeout session or your bursting into laughter. It all depends on what John mutters against your lips before kissing you. It’s an intimate form of kissing regardless of the outcome though as he likes to whisper things to you so closely that you can feel his lips against yours. 

Those moments when it’s just the two of you and he’s hovering above you, your back conforming to the plushness of the bed below. Your fingers are tangled into his thick brown hair, beckoning him down so you could kiss him, but, he’s not allowing that just yet. John’ll lean down and barely place a kiss to your lips before muttering against them. Depending on the situation, it could be something sweet or something with a little more bite. If it’s something sweet, you’ll give him a wide smile and press your lips to his neck. If it’s something more heated, John will pepper a kiss onto your mouth, taking your bottom lip between his teeth before commencing forward with a filthy open-mouthed kiss.

He has a tendency of murmuring something sarcastic against your lips whenever he hears Roger, Freddie or Brian say something ridiculous or out of this world. Whatever John says always makes you laugh, resulting in your laughter being swallowed up by John himself as he peppers kisses onto your lips.

Pecks.

(You can pry this headcanon out of my cold, dead hands. )

John loves to give pecks and loves to receive pecks. He finds them more endearing than french kissing/other types of kissing because he knows love rests in being close to one another, not showing off with tongues and saliva(though, he does like doing that. He’s very good at it). Loves to give pecks anywhere. The lips, the cheeks, your forehead, back of your neck, your nose. Anywhere and everywhere.

 John loves them because while they seem simple on the outside, the message is always clear when he gives you a peck to the lips. He loves you, he adores being with you and feels like he can be himself around you which is the most important thing to him. 

He’ll peck your forehead or your closed eyelids before leaving in the early mornings when he knows he won’t see you for the entire day and whisper a small I love you.

He’ll peck your nose after having sex, both of your hearts racing and trying to come back to earth. The affection grounds both of you.

Pecking the corner of your lips before diving in for a bigger smooch.

Peppers the smallest of kisses to the back of your head when you’re in the bathroom brushing your teeth in the morning and he comes waltzing in. 

You always peck his lips before he goes on stage for a show. It’s a good luck charm for him. 

Jumping into his arms after the show and pecking kisses all over his face before finally landing on his lips.

Bonus blowing a kiss.

Imagine. He had been gone for only a week, but it felt like so much longer. America was a far away land where he was traveling and as the phone was pressed to your ear, all you wanted was to hold him and remind him how much you loved him. You could do the latter. “I miss you.” Your voice was deep and full of sadness.“I miss you too…” You could hear him sigh on the other side of the phone, background noise of people bustling around ringing through as well, “Only a few more months, love. I’ll be home in no time.”“I’m blowing you a kiss.”“I’ve got it. Putting it in my pocket for later.” You could hear the small smile in his voice.“I love you, Deaks.”“I love you too.”

Thank you guys for reading, I hope you enjoyed these! Reblogs and likes are appreciated, always! Requests for the Bohemian Rhapsody guys are still open if you’re interested! Thank you, and have a good one!

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writing masterlist!

a complete list of all the imagines/fanfictions that i post, updated regularly!

☆ = light smut

★ = explicit smut

☼ = fluff

Ben Hardy!Roger Taylor x Reader

Night Out  ☆ ☼

Only a Coincidence  ☆

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“Will you stop accusing me of having a favorite cast member? I like Ben and all of the non-Bens equally”

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Roger, to a frustrated Brian

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#lisa manoban #blackpink #lisa #blackpink lisa #blackpink icons #yg #square up #lalisa manoban

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depression tips™

shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.

moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over. 

put on clean, comfortable clothes. 

put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.

drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.

clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink. 

blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.

make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something. 

make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.

go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.

call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.

cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.

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Are you trying to kill us?!

vc:galgbt

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“I live; I die; the sea comes over me; it’s the blue that lasts.”

— Virginia Woolf, Melymbrosia. (via xshayarsha)

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BTS’ maknae line reacts to their s/o being clingy.

You’re not exactly clingy or needy. You just want to hold onto your boyfriend and never let go sometimes. Hyung line.

Park Jimin

“I’ll be back before you know it.” Jimin mumbles against your forehead, kissing it once more and taking a step back.

It’s five in the morning. He has a very important flight to catch around seven and you’re stuck inbetween not wanting him to be late and not wanting him to leave at all. You’re standing in the doorway, biting back tears as you look him over like it’s the last time you ever will. Saying goodbye gets harder every time it seems. Of course it kills him to see you like this but he has things to do, places to be, and thousands of fans to put on shows for.

You latch onto him and he sighs out, “Chubs, don’t make this even harder.”

“Can you just stay like, ten extra minutes?” Your voice comes out small, you’re afraid he doesn’t even hear you but then his arm loops around waist, pulling you into him. You meet his eyes, aware that your own must be unbearably glossy and utter “Please?”

“Okay.” He nods, looking down at you with a sad yet sweet smile.

Kim Taehyung

At first you were beyond excited to bring Taehyung to your family’s little gathering. The family he has already met loves him dearly and often tells you he’s your perfect match… So naturally you had imagined that introducing him to extended family would be great. And everything was going smoothly— until you noticed your cousin, one that you rarely spoke to, taking a little too much interest in Taehyung.

You catch her staring at him yet again while the two of you are standing in the kitchen, packing up leftovers for your parents. You can’t stop yourself from wrapping your arms around him and hanging on for dear life. You tuck your face into Taehyung’s neck, trailing soft pecks along his exposed skin before finally meeting his lips in needy kiss. He breaks away and you whine quietly, a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth.

“I get that you’re jealous, but knock it off before your aunt gives us another speech about young love. I still haven’t recovered.”

Jeon Jungkook

“Babe, I’m all sweaty. Stop.” Jungkook groans, placing one hand on your shoulder and the other on your hip, pushing you away from him.

He got back from practice only minutes ago and you know he must be dying for a shower but the need to feel him against you clouds your mind. You’ve been waiting all day to see him. Your bottom lip juts out in a pout as you follow him upstairs like a discouraged kitten. He pays no mind to you and walks into the bathroom, grabbing towels out of the closet before pulling his shirt over his head.

You go in for another hug and he groans yet again, “What is up with you today?”

“Just wanna be close to you.” You mutter, looking up at him with big eyes. His nose scrunches up as a wide grin spreads across his face at your admission.

Jungkook leans in, pressing a single kiss to the tip of your nose before whispering a question, one that he already knows the answer to, “So you’re joining me in the shower, then?”

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