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magickcandie · 4 days
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Keefe try not to be a dogshit coach challenge
Leafs try not to get calls on them that weren't their fault challenge
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magickcandie · 14 days
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watching joe mazzello cry is the worst form of torture
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magickcandie · 22 days
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I'm opening up my ask box again! I love writing for Queen and BohRhap but I'd love to take the opportunity to write for The Pacific. I will take use this prompt list (courtesy of @novelbear) so send in your requests please!
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magickcandie · 22 days
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Hi 👋
John Deacon and....
jokingly going up to the santas at the mall and embarrassing the other one
Thank you ❤️
I hope you don’t mind, but I made this Joe!John Deacon. I hope you enjoy. I played a lot on the fluff towards the end.
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magickcandie · 22 days
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Mall Mishap
It's not that you enjoyed making fun of John, but knew that he'd get back at you. That's where the fun was. You both knew that it was fun, it was harmless.
This particular holiday season, you were spending it in America. John was up for walking through the malls with you. Not really for shopping, but just to look around.
"Oh, love, look!" You pointed at a Santa.
"And?"
"Go tell him what you want for Christmas," you laughed.
"What? No, Y/N, come on, that's for the children."
"Come on, it'd be funny!" You tugged on his arm. "If you don't do it, I will do it for you."
"Y/N.... please, don't. We can go get something to eat instead, yeah?"
You crossed your arms. His eyes were daring you. Well. You walked over to the Santa, making conversation as John watched in shock as you pointed to him.
Santa stood and followed you over to John who know was sitting down.
"This is John. He's a little shy." You said.
John, ever so polite, extended his hand to shake hands with Santa and smile at him. "John Deacon."
"What would you like for Christmas, son?"
"What I would like? I'm content with everything I have, sir. A wife that loves me and a job which I enjoy."
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"Well that's great, son. You two have a merry Christmas." and with that, Santa walked away.
"Wife?" You said in shock as you and John walked through the mall in the opposite direction.
"I will marry you one day, Y/N. But for now," he shoved you in the direction of another Santa. "Tell him what you want for Christmas."
You stuck your tongue out at him before blowing him a kiss.
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magickcandie · 23 days
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Freddie Mercury (1946-1991) Queen - lead vocals and piano Songs: "Bohemian Rhapsody," "Seven Seas of Rhye" Defeated Opponents: Leonard Cohen, Sting, Sammy Davis Jr., Marc Bolan Propaganda: see visual
Brian May (1947-) Queen - guitar Songs: "White Queen (As It Began,)" "The Prophet's Song" Defeated Opponents: Ronnie Lane, John Coltrane, Roger Hodgson, Paul McCartney Propaganda: "He's very tall, his hair is the stuff of legends, his brain is the size of planets, he has a doctorate in astronomy, he built the guitar he still plays to this day (like a god) as a teenager. His songwriting and musical abilities have made him a legend in his own right and he also plays with this little group called Queen. Everyone who's ever met him unanimously say that he's the nicest, most decent person there ever was. Also, he's ridiculously beautiful in every decade he's been on this earth. Need I say more?" "While Freddie is hot and Roger is pretty, Brian stands out as sort of ethereally beautiful. He floats across the stage in Zandra Rhodes while delivering heavy riffs, then switches to self-harmonizing in as light and fae a manner as you could wish." "An Angel singing with his beautiful voice and his very own special guitar. On the best Rock tracks ever! His face like a greek god surrounded by heavenly curls, prancing skillfully on the stage with his long legs in platform shoes."
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magickcandie · 25 days
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WHEN THE FUCK DID STARS LEAD SECOND IN THE LEAGUE??
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magickcandie · 25 days
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Maybe get the puck out and they won’t score on us.
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magickcandie · 25 days
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Mitchy out for 12 games? Really??
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magickcandie · 26 days
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lifting one up so that they can place the decorations up on the wall
With all of Queen because she's tiny and decorating the studio for Xmas please?
So glad! Just as a forewarning, it won’t be written as a Poly story but they all treat her as a sister. I hope you like it. Fic
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magickcandie · 26 days
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Queen with Reader
With Brian May x Reader undertones
Christmas with Queen!
You had gone through university with Brian, Roger and Freddie as you were also working towards an art major. Once they became Queen and added John Deacon, the five of you had become inseperateable. You were always around them.
You had known that when the holidays were coming around, Freddie would insist on doing something very big. It was only natural of them. However you insisted on bringing your own decorations to help decorate the studio.
John and yourself were always dancing to Christmas music or singing along to whatever you could play on piano. Freddie didn't want let anyone help with the decorations.
"I have a vision, my dear, and frankly, you'll only get in the way. I hope you understand."
"Come on, it's Christmas," you whined back at him.
"Oh fine."
You clapped your hands and grabbed a piece of garland to start adding to the window ledges.
“I can’t reach!” You shouted, standing in your toes.
“Even Roger can reach!” Freddie teased.
“Hey!”
“You know, standing there and gawking won’t help the decorations go up.”
“I’ll go find a ladder. Or a stool.” Said John, setting down his own piece of tinsel.
You dismissed his intentions. “Eh, it doesn’t matter. Rog, come here.” You waved him over.
You looked up to gage the distance then positioned Roger by the wall. Then you walked behind him and jumped on his back.
“What are you doing!” He laughed.
“Stand still!” You strung the garland to the wall just before letting go and jumping off Roger.
Freddie looked between you two. “My darling, Y/N, I love you, but you’re not clambering onto my shoulders."
You and Roger exchange glances. You two matched the same glances and immediately you both run at Freddie. He attempts to hold him still while you start to climb on his back.
Brian was brooding the whole time. For no reason really. He had expressed his feelings towards helping, but he found many an excuse to whine and read elsewhere.
That went on until entire studio had been decorated with tinsel and ribbon, garlands just about on every wall, and there was mistletoe hanging by the front door.
"I get the star! It's my tree." You laughed as everyone went digging through the box.
Brian was content to sit read the newspaper, now joining everyone in the main room.
You had stood on your toes, reaching up to attach the star. That's when you heard a snicker. You dropped a hand to your hip and looked over your shoulder to scowl.
"Are you just gonna laugh at me?"
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Brian looked up at you, laughing aloud this time. You crossed your arms.
"Would help me?"
"No, no, why don't you ask John. He's just about as tall as me." Brian said.
"Are you really being angry with me because I didn't ask you for help? Please?" Brian and you held eye contact. "Please," you tried again.
Brian stood up, coming up behind you to hoist you from the waist, seemingly stronger than he seemed.
You placed the star on and Brian set you down. Freddie clapped. John went around to shut off the lights, Roger to plug in the tree.
"Merry Christmas, you jerk," you said to Brian with a smile.
"Happy Christmas to you too, Y/N." He wrapped an arm around your shoulder and placed a kiss on your cheek.
You were going to enjoy the holidays, you decided.
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magickcandie · 27 days
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6-4. What the fuck happened? We were leading 5-1😂😭
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magickcandie · 27 days
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LETS GO MATTY
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magickcandie · 27 days
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5-1 Leafs? Second period lead? Is this really my team?
catching the game late, but I’m here
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magickcandie · 1 month
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Holiday prompt with Ahkmenrah please! Sharing a warm kiss during the first snow of the season 😊😊
How cute! I hope you continue to like me work! Fic
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magickcandie · 1 month
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Happy Holidays
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Being at the museum was a great time. Akasha loved every minute, and loved that even in death (and magic reincarnation) she was here with Ahkmenrah. Despite how long it took them to get back together.
High Priestess Akasha was originally separated upon the original dig. After that, the two went on to different museums. Now, they were finally together again here in New York for the first time.
“Larry, have you seen Akasha anywhere?” Ahkmenrah asked, coming down the hall.
“Uh, saw her walking with Teddy. Where they were going, I don’t know,” he replied simply.
“Have you seen the snow?”
Larry turned and saw small flecks sticking to the window and piling on the ledges. “Oh, fun.” He just shrugged.
Ahkmenrah rolled his eyes. “I want to show her. She doesn’t know things like Christmas and snow!” He gave the night guard a slight shove.
“Oh!” His eyes lit up then quickly deflated. “Yeah, no idea where she is right now.” And with that, Larry walked off.
Ahkmenrah turned the other direction, after a quick eye roll, walking down the hall. He passed the Huns but she wasn’t their either.
He found her instead talking with Sacagawea. He should’ve assumed so. Akasha spent a lot of time with her, mostly talking about their different beliefs and medications they’ve learned about herbs. (Occasionally she could be found with Rex, but that was irrelevant.)
“Akasha, love, I have something to show you. Come.” He said, holding out his hand for her.
Akasha accepted graciously and followed him around the museum.
“What do you remember about Egypt? The main thing.”
“I don't know. The sand I guess.” She responded.
“Yes. Now I've seen this in places like London and quite a lot here. I thought you'd love it.”
Akasha raised her brows as he led her closer to the back doors. Once he opened it, she next would've expected to see this.
Pure white specks falling from the sky. She couldn't have known it was cold... she had been dead much too long, but she knew. She had heard about snow from travelers.
“Oh, it's wonderful,” she said, completely amazed. “Thank you.”
Akasha leaned over to press a kiss to Ahkmenrah. That, she knew, was full of warmth. He held her close as the two watched the snow.
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magickcandie · 2 months
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Adding more
11. Obselidia
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12. Modern Life is Rubbish
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13. Interstellar
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14. Anyone But You
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15. Unexpected (2023)
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Top 10 Comfort Movies
(not that anyone cares, but whatever)
Dear Sidewalk
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2. Sing Street
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3. Labyrinth
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4. Bohemian Rhapsody
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5. Corpse Bride
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6. Music Man (2013)
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7. Only Lovers Left Alive
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8. 6 Underground
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9. The Notebook
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10. Little Rascals (1994)
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