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Uhhhhh kind of wanna start writing again… opinions?
The Lips of an Angel | Roger Taylor
Summary: Roger and you haven’t been together in years but after a girls night out and a couple of drinks you decide to call him not knowing that he has another girl in his bed.
Word count: 3.4k
Warnings: Drinking, mentions of cheating, and swearing.
A/N: LOTS OF ANGST IN THIS ONE. Based off of the song Lips Of An Angel by Hinder. I heard this song and could not get the thought out of my head of how much it reminded me of Roger. I kind of suck at angst normally but uh sis we’re trying.
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Roger Taylor wasn’t someone you would constantly think of. Honestly, you hadn’t thought of him since 1973–long after you two had split. You had kept in contact with the boys but slowly over the years, you had just lost all contact with them as they grew. You had their numbers tucked away on a piece of paper in a drawer by your nightstand just Incase but you never really needed them, you knew their numbers by heart.
It had been well over three years since you had spoken to Roger after you broke it off with him. You missed him, of course you did, how couldn’t you? He was your best friend before anything. Long before the kisses and the long nights with him, there was childhood jokes and long days playing in your mother’s garden, wild looks in your eyes as you threw the mud at one another.
Then as you grew up you began to realize that the butterflies in your stomach weren’t from the thrill of the adventures you two would go on but for the looks he would give you and the laughter he would release after a joke you told. After years of pining after him, you two finally began to date early on in the career of Queen. 
You two had been dating for two years before you found out.
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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Roger Taylor x Reader:
Lips of an Angel  ☁ ❁
Series (WIP) | Female!Reader | Roger and you haven’t been together in years but after a girls night out and a couple of drinks, you decide to call him not knowing that he has another girl in his bed. 
One, two
Secret Santa  ☀ ❁
Series (WIP) | Female!Roadie!Reader | With you being the longtime sound manager of Queens tours you had gotten close with Freddie. So after finding out about your longtime crush, he decides to create a Christmas contest before the end of the tour and to just your luck you get stuck with the one person you don’t want. 
prologue, one, two, three, four
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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Follow @lapofthequeens
I made one of my older Tumblrs into my main Tumblr for all my Queen posts and writings instead of using this little side blog. This account will now just be like a backup of mine! Thank you!!
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Follow @lapofthequeens
I made one of my older Tumblrs into my main Tumblr for all my Queen posts and writings instead of using this little side blog. This account will now just be like a backup of mine! Thank you!!
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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song: *goes from one headphone to the other*
me:
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holy shit someone tell me im seeing this right
that’s my four bois right??
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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*someone, probably flash, starts a rumour that he’s dating spiderman*
ned: spiderman wouldn’t even breathe in your direction, flash
flash: what’s your problem man?? are you homophobic or what?? are you jealous??? spiderman is My Mans
peter:
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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i’ve seen probably about 50 “y'all are sleeping on lucy!” posts when in fact she is Not slept on…… you know who is? aaron mccusker and allen leech
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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If people start hating BoRhap just because it’s popular I will personally come into their house and eat their bones. This has been a warning
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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*Band meeting about the progress on A Night at the Opera.*
Brian: What are you all working on, then?
Freddie, John, and Roger: A love song.
Freddie, John, and Roger: *Side-eyeing each other*
Brian:So you’re working together?
Freddie: I’ve written one called “Love of My Life” for Mary.
John: Mine’s “You’re my Best Friend” for Veronica.
Brian: And you?
Roger: Um…
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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*blows a kiss to the stars knowing they will eventually kiss brian may*
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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i just realised that in the time it took for freddie to walk out of the kitchen and light a cigarette, roger completely destroyed everyone’s breakfasts. completely.
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this is what it looked like right after he threw bacon at brian’s face, everything’s still in place, everyone has food.
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then cut to freddie walking out, in the background you can hear crashing and roger yelling. i’d have assumed that maybe he threw a few more things, maybe a plate or some more food, but no…
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he wiped the whole fucking bench clean.
the only things left are whatever deaky and brian had been holding before the attack, which just so happens to be a fork with a sausage on the end, and a teacup. this man is the definition of chaotic energy
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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gwilym: thanks, dad.
cast: 
crew: 
gwilym: why is everyone staring at me?
rami: you just called brian ‘dad’. you said ‘thanks, dad.’ 
gwilym: what? no, i didn’t! i said ‘thanks, man’!
brian: do you see me as a father figure, gwi?
gwilym: no, if anything i see you as a bother figure because you’re always bothering me. 
joe: hey! show your father some respect! 
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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y’all know what? fuck concerts. lets just all go out into a field and sing radio ga ga together. it’s free and it’s a good bonding experience
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side-lapofthequeens · 5 years
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If I tell you that a (possibly happier) part two may be in the works would that fix it?? :)
The Lips of an Angel | Roger Taylor
Summary: Roger and you haven’t been together in years but after a girls night out and a couple of drinks you decide to call him not knowing that he has another girl in his bed.
Word count: 3.4k
Warnings: Drinking, mentions of cheating, and swearing.
A/N: LOTS OF ANGST IN THIS ONE. Based off of the song Lips Of An Angel by Hinder. I heard this song and could not get the thought out of my head of how much it reminded me of Roger. I kind of suck at angst normally but uh sis we’re trying.
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Roger Taylor wasn’t someone you would constantly think of. Honestly, you hadn’t thought of him since 1973–long after you two had split. You had kept in contact with the boys but slowly over the years, you had just lost all contact with them as they grew. You had their numbers tucked away on a piece of paper in a drawer by your nightstand just Incase but you never really needed them, you knew their numbers by heart.
It had been well over three years since you had spoken to Roger after you broke it off with him. You missed him, of course you did, how couldn’t you? He was your best friend before anything. Long before the kisses and the long nights with him, there was childhood jokes and long days playing in your mother’s garden, wild looks in your eyes as you threw the mud at one another.
Then as you grew up you began to realize that the butterflies in your stomach weren’t from the thrill of the adventures you two would go on but for the looks he would give you and the laughter he would release after a joke you told. After years of pining after him, you two finally began to date early on in the career of Queen. 
You two had been dating for two years before you found out.
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