#brian is not the shy timid thing everyone thinks he is

[freddie-mercurial]

“The press always make out that I’m the wild one, and they’re all quiet, but it’s not true. I’ve got some stories about Brian that you wouldn’t believe.” - Freddie Mercury (1985) ‘Queen: In Their Own Words’

#brian may #freddie mercury #queen #maycury #im obsessed with this quote #brian is not the shy timid thing everyone thinks he is #not at all #just listen to ANY of his songs #listen to him or anyone else talk about how uncompromising he is #how he refuses to concede control #how many arguments there were because he wanted things his way #god i love him SO MUCH #he’s the leader of that band in as much as there was one #stop making him out to be shy and quiet #tell your stories fred i am fucking DYING TO KNOW

[magicstar16]

Invader zim Sitcom au (Part 2)

Okay so this is gonna go over all the other famlies. For characters who’s last names I don’t know I just gave them random last names.

The membranes: AKA The next door neighbors who get a spinoff later or something 

Professor Membrane: Doesn’t change much besides from being actually supportive this time. He’s like how he was in ETF. He’s still a successful scientist, but the “Smartest man in the world” thing is only just a title now. He let’s Gaz and Dib help him during some of his experiments as a fun, family bonding activity. (This does not mean they’re all safe, they can still be pretty chaotic, such as that one time where the house got overrun by gerbils). He still has robotic limbs from the shark incident, the incident actually left him deathly afraid of sharks (Yaaaaayyy PTSD)

Dib Membrane: Still a feral little paranormal investigator, he Zim go on crazy paranormal-hunting adventures together (YAAAYY Zadf), which Gaz joins sometimes. Sometimes it just ends up like a scooby-doo mystery where it turns out nothing supernatural was actually going on, sometimes they actually find some sort of paranormal thing. A lot of they’re hangouts are paranormal investigations. Dib’s still feral but he’s still calmer and more rational than Zim, while ZIm is much more rash and impulsive. Though Dib’s still more of a logical thinker, while Zim is a much more outside-the-box thinker, so they work well together. Sometimes they’ll butt heads and their competitiveness flares up again, but it’s more of a friendly, chaotic rivalry.

Gazlene “Gaz” Membrane: Gaz is a lot like how she was in the comics, still a jerk, but she still cares about her brother. Her care commonly shows in anger born of worry, she’s pretty much 80% of his impulse control.

Clembrane and Foodio 3000: Clembrane was a clone made by membrane so that membrane could get more stuff done, but the cloning didn’t go so well, which is why Clembrane is the way he is. Clembrane just ends up doing housework, and has an odd fixation on pudding. (Professor doesn’t know why, he thinks it might be because that was one of the first thing they taught him to cook that came out edible). Foodio’s pretty much the same, but was instead created as a robo-butler to clean the house and do chores when membrane was to busy.

Skoodge Brians: Zim’s best friend besides Dib, he’s gullible, but he’s got a good heart and he means well. He’s also a strong boy, physically and emotionally. He, Zim, Dib, and Gaz make up a ragtag bunch of misfits and stand up for eachother togther, and go on their own misadventures. Skoodge takes the bullying he receives in stride because he tells himself (Or at least tries to) that they’re just empty insults. He’s usually the shoulder to cry on for the group. He’s the type of friend to just let himself into the house if he’s close enough with whoever lives there (I.e, The Membrane sibs and Zim).

Tak Vessel:  (I wanted her surname to be a reference to her ship in the show. Vessel is an actual surname, albeit rare, and is a synonym for ship). Tak is a transfer student from the UK (Hence her accent) causing occasional culture shock for her (”IT’S NOT CALELD SOCCER! IT’S CALLED FUTBOL!!!” “Tak please it’s just a game). She’s kind of a bully who usually targets Zim, but mostly because he keeps ticking her off. She does have her soft spots for the Membrane siblings and her little sister Mimi. She holds some begrudging respect for Skoodge for putting up with everyone’s BS, her included, she can’t even imagine having that kind of patience. She mellows down if you get on her good side and can be a good friend when she wants to, She’s not much of a bully as she is just able to go from 0 to 100 real easily. 

Minerva “Mimi” Vessel: Tak’s “creepy” little sister around Gir’s age. Tak is really close to her,  which comes as a surprise to most people since Tak is seen as the kind of person who’d bully their little sibling. Mimi is a creepy little Satan child, at least at surface level. She checks all the boxes on the creepy little kid list. She doesn’t talk, she has big ole eyes that stares into your soul, she usually plays or sits alone, and is into some dark things, like she’s the kid who’d read the original tale after watching a disney movie, and would prefer the original. But deep down she’s just shy. She opens up to Gir later in the series, and usually lets him talk for her (Either by whispering in his ear and having him repeat what she just said, or communicating in sign language and having him translate, Gir’s translations are the same quality as google translate, not entirely accurate but you can get what she’s trying to say if you connect the dots). Mimi only speaks when she deems it necessary, since she has a stutter and a bit of a lisp when she speaks, which she’s really insecure about.

Tennessee “Tenn” Michaels: (I know literally nothing about Tenn please forgive me) A lively girl who’s kind of a ditz, but always tries her best and is quick to know when she’s made a mistake. She’s a friend of Skoodge’s so she knows the main squad just by proximity. She’s much more of a girly girl then Tak and Gaz, but they humor her because it makes her happy. Her parents run a daycare which she helps with sometimes, although “Help” usually means “Be offered as a sacrifice to a bunch of insane toddlers” in her eyes (Kinda like being sent tons of defective sir units in the show, except she’s only stuck with them until they’re parents pick them up). Sometimes she joins the main squad with they’re paranormal investigations or general shenanigans, but usually she can’t because she’s busy helping her parents at the daycare. She’s pretty much the only main character who’s not unpopular and has more then 4 or 5 friends.

Floog Gregor: Floog is a shy boy who’s also friends with Skoodge. He’s timid but he tries to be a good leader, and he’s even vice president of the student council at Skool. He looks up to his Dad, Theen, who’s a commander serving in the navy seals. Floog doesn’t get to see his dad very often, at least not in person (They do things like phone calls and video chat, but it’s not the same) Floog knows that his dad’s very busy, and that he has to sacrifice family time for his job. But since Theen’s a navy seal (I’ll keep it vague where Theen is serving specifically because I don’t want to offend anyone) Floog feels selfish for wanting his dad to come home, because of this, Floog has a tendacy to put others before himself. Like Tenn, Floog sometimes joins the main gang in their misadventures, but he’s usually too scared. When he does join them, he’s the most hesitant to do anything, and pretty much takes orders from the others. He’s pretty much the Shaggy of the group.

Minimoose: The Invaedirs pet cat. (I made him a cat because cats go “Nyah!” like Minimoose) He’s a chubby lil good boi who waddles and causes trouble and cutes his way out of it. Zim found him in a dumpster and named him “Minimoose” because according to Zim, he looks like a miniature moose. Red and purple thought the name was stupid, Gir liked it, Miyuki thought it was hillarious, Spork didn’t really care, so Minimoose got his name via majority vote. Zim’s the closest with him, and Zim even talks to Minimoose sometimes. (”MINIMOOSE! Red pushed me again, how can I get him to stop pushing me?! “Nyah” “Good Idea Minimoose! Putting Red down means I WOULD get pushed less!” “Nyah” “Yes Minimoose, I love you too.”)

#invader zim #invader zim human au #sitcom au #invader floog #minimoose #iz zim #iz tak #invader tak #iz mimi #invader tenn #iz floog #iz tenn #membrane family #membrane siblings #professor membrane #gaz membrane #dib membrane #clembrane #foodio 3000

[fekst-fucker]

Not me sending a bunch a asks for the girls cuz no one really does them. But. Headcannons for them? Can be about anything!

I hope you don’t mind that I saved Judge Angel and Nurse Ann for this post, I’ve never written for them so I wanted to flesh out their characters :)

Jane the Killer

- Mom friend of the group

- In like, a detached, cool biker mom way

- She likes coffee and tea equally! She’s just not a huge fan of anything super sweet, she’d prefer to have a piece of cake instead of a sugary drink

- She speaks a little French, I think. She probably learned it in high school and is still studying it casually

- She and Nina don’t get along too well but she’s still very protective and watchful over her regardless

- I know I’ve mentioned this before but she ALWAYS has shit-talking sessions with Tim and sometimes EJ. They have a lot of steam to blow off

- Her Vespa is orange :)

- She hates supernatural horror, but is a big fan of suspense or murder films, if they’re done tactfully and not too gory. She sees enough blood in her line of work

- The one exception is the movie The Autopsy of Jane Doe. She really sympathizes with the girl in it

Clockwork

- Does this woman every brush her hair

- Yes but it sticks out in every possible angle, she cuts it herself and tried to give it “layers” but it literally looks like choppy anime hair

- She does wear an eyepatch when she goes out, and she doesn’t just discretely shy away from people staring at it, she’s ready to pick a fucking fight

- Drinks black coffee with a ton of simple syrup. Iced. She’s gay

- She dreams of having a steampunk aesthetic but it’s way too impractical. She tries to brush it off as “nah that was just a stupid middle school dream”

- She doesn’t speak any other languages, though she has picked up some ASL from Brian. EJ kinda scares her so she doesn’t interact with him much but since she started trying to sign to him their friendship has really blossomed

- Her shoes cycle between beat up tennis shoes and clunky Wolverine work boots. There’s no inbetween

Judge Angel

- Never talks to anybody. Keeps her head down and lips sealed. It’s not a huge loss, no one’s exactly itching to talk to her, either

- And the hood she wears is always covering her eyes, nobody has ever seen them. They’re kind of afraid of what would happen if they did

- She doesn’t really live at Slender mansion. She has a very secluded cabin a couple miles off, and the interior is very well decorated and surprisingly warm. Lots of those white tiny minimalist deer statues

- She always carries her sword in a hilt on her hip, it’s mostly for show. She’s powerful enough to not need to use it against any of the other creeps

- A nasty habit of hers is scaring the demons at the mansion. It’s 100% intentional and it’s a very bitchy thing to do

- EJ, Dark, Kageko, and even Zalgo hate her

- She doesn’t really have any hobbies besides fighting and tearing shit up. Maybe reading criminal justice novels in her little cabin

- She respects three people at the mansion. Slender, Tim, and, for some reason, Ben

- She’s a little bit of a pick me girl tbh

Nurse Ann

- I know she’s supposed to be cruel and demented and sadistic but that’s tired. What’s wired is that was a temporary state that demons and the undead get sent into, for a couple months max, and now she’s back to her pretty calm, timid self

- Maybe a little less timid now that she kills people, but she’s still very reserved, soft-spoken, and sweet

- She’s best friends with EJ. Quiet? Medical students? Undead? Oh babey

- Don’t get me wrong, she was a couple years older than he was when they both died, so she thinks of him more as a student or peer

- She loves to read. Anything and everything. Romance and typical textbooks are her favorites, she loves to learn

- Prefers just a cup of tea. She has a nice collection of teacups and saucers in her room

- She does speak a little bit of Spanish, she learned it to better communicate with her patients. She’s still kicking herself for never learning Mandarin or Punjabi, but it’s never too late to start!

Nina the Killer

- Idk why but I’ve always thought of Nina as Hispanic

- So she can speak Spanish, and I think she probably speaks a Dominican or another very quick dialect when she does

- She’s not very good at cooking, and it really upsets her, because she does miss her traditional meals from home

- So, even though she pisses Tim off, they team up and she tells him how to make stuff like tamales, tacos, sopa, maybe empanadas, plantains, stuff like that

- She’s an incredibly picky eater, actually. Tim is secretly honored that she eats his food

- Queen of scene! She has NEVER given up her scene aesthetic, being bullied never even phased her

- When she puts lipstick or anything on, she puts it all the way up the slits in her cheeks lmfao

- She’s tried the e-girl aesthetic a couple times, it doesn’t go nearly as hard as scene so she kinda gave it up

- She’s awful at gaming but still loves it, she plays with Ben and Jeff and even though they obliterate her she has a great time

- She’s the one that gets the snacks and refreshments, during gaming and during movie night

- She goes out into public without any like disguise on. People assume the silts are just SFX or a hardcore part of her aesthetic

- She is NOT as obsessed with Jeff now! She’s a little more grown, plus there’s wayyyy hotter people at the mansion

Honorable mention for Sally:

- Likes choccy milk :)

- Will ONLY be babysat by EJ or Slender. Everyone else is very upset about this

- She watches Sesame Street in the living room and everyone just kinda… watches with her

- She’s very glad everybody is participating with her, she may be a ghost child but she still needs enrichment!!

- Loves to help bread stuff whenever Tim deep fries food, he nearly has a heart attack letting such a small child near boiling oil but he’s responsible

- She doesn’t like soda because it hurts to drink

- Doesn’t need to be tucked into bed or be read a bedtime story but she does need a lil nightlight

- Usually ends up scampering off to spend the night in someone else’s bed if the power is off

- She and Nina are buddies :)

- She and Ben are also buddies, he lets her play video games with him with the controller plugged in cause he’s not a meanie like Jeff

#I didn’t do too much with sally bc I don’t think I’ll be writing too much for her #aside from interactions with the older creeps #she’s such a cutie though 🥺🥺 #Jane the killer #clockwork #nina the killer #judge angel #nurse Ann #sally williams #is her name I think??? #creepypasta headcanons

[shesawriter39049]

|Got Me Loosin All My Cool| M|

Pairings: Jungkook X Reader | Jimin X Reader( Smut) FT- Side Tae & Yoongi

Note: Kook is in 80% of this but he’s “new” to the dynamic...so the smut is with Jimin and the OC...not Kookie!

About- Jimin and yourself take Jungkook shopping for a new suit to wear to the “Spectrum” launch party! OH, and Jimin fucks you in the backseat of your truck in the parking garage of the mall…..

OR: You know Kookie still in that “Broke college grad” phase only being with the company barley a month, and you don’t want him to feel self-conscious at the event! You’ve also been too busy to really check in with him to see how he’s adjusting! So, you thought something like this, in a more laxed atmosphere, would be a good solution! Oh and Jimin, honestly he’s just nosey as fuck and inched himself along, like nobody really invited him he invited his damn self! Also Jungook can’t underatand why the fuck your all so damn attractive...like...why!?

Jungkook’s a sweetheart and lowkey confused and whipped for everybody

Tae’s kinda being a spoiled asshole

Yoongi’s over it!

Jimin’s being a brat, he’s not use to having to “Behave” around others, espeically while your wearing “that” dress.....

-Song Reference- COOL-  Dua lipa

WC: 6K

WARNINGS: Semi-public sex/Top OC/Power bottom Jimin/ Spit play/ Cum play/ Fingering (F receiving) Cockrings/Lube (yes ppl actually use that IRL )Dirty talk/ biting, finger sucking

FINAL NOTE: This little excerpt is the prequel to the next full-length one-shot “All Eyes On Me” which is Hoseoks official ‘Intro” if you will. The full Summary for that can be found in the Masterlist which is linked below! Also if you’re new here..this is a stand-alone one-shot within my OT7Poly AU called “7 Deep” Short version: Your husband Namjoon and yourself run a successful Adult Film Entertainment Company called “Onyx” with your 5 best friends from college who you also happen to be in an open relationship with!

(Sneak peek)

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ONXY ENTERTAINEMENT 10:45 AM

Jungkook’s happy I guess almost surprisingly so, I mean yeah Yoongi and yourself seemed cool in the interview, and when he did is work interview the vibe was chill. But let’s get real, we all know shit always seems better than it actually is in the interviews!

For one he honestly wasn’t expecting to be given such free reign already which is also why he’s happy as hell he didn’t listen to his roommate’s Mark and Ten and lie on his resume. Granted, everything still had to go through Yoongi first but he wasn’t just... I don’t know editing thumbnails like he thought he was actually doing real work. He’s been here barely a month and he already has reels he can add to his portfolio! Learning new tips and tricks, believe it or not, even through his internships he’s learned that some people are stingy when it comes to sharing knowledge. Yoongi however was far from that, thankfully he was well aware that just because you teach someone your “secrets” doesn’t mean you’re essentially replacing yourself! What makes you good at your job isn’t just how it’s done its how you do it!

If only Kookie could stop internally fangirling over Yoongi his life would be a little easier! He’d seen hundreds of your companies films before and being the production major he is..of course, he’d watch it the first time to jack off..then the second time he’d find himself just as if not even more turned on for the production quality. That’s something Onyx is always praised for..”Aesthetically pleasing porn”. Every morning, Yoongi would sit him down and show him something new and for the first time he finally understands what people mean when they say that someones mind is..attractive! Not Yoongi himself though, because that’s his boss and that would be weird but like his brain, ya know? Yoongi’s brian is sexy in a broboss way...I don’t know just go with it!

Anyway, Kook’s current project was actually one of his favorites so far because it was forcing him to actually challenge himself! This was something actually requested by Hoseok, who he learned was 26, the head of marketing, always bouncing around like he’s had 6 expresso shots and somehow manages to make streetwear look professional…. But anyway the task is creating trailers for films that are pc enough to not be blocked on platforms like IG but spicy enough to get ppl to wanna watch the full thing. Making a climax without the actual climax if you know what I mean. So he’d have to sit there and watch the films, try not to get hard and wanna jack off while watching said films...then take notes and screencaps of the best moments and compile them together without showing “too much”. He’s never been so thankful that he could wear sweatpants to work….because…..yeah it was hard..literally and figuratively hard...but like I said he’s happy and can pay his bills so that’s cool too!

Don’t get me wrong he still feels a little out of place at times and surprisingly enough not for the reason he expected! Two months shy of his 21st bday he assumed he’d feel a type of way because he’s the youngest but that’s not the case! Hell, they went to Nobu for lunch last week and Jin actually slid him his drunk so he wasn’t the only one not drinking!  Flashing him a cheeky little wink and whispering “Don’t tell mom” in reference to you once Kook looked back at him like a deer in headlights! It seems as though they care more about his talent than his age which is the way it should be because he knows he’s good at what he dose!

However, Onyx is kinda like those offices you see on TV, the kind he never thought where real, behind closed doors the environment is far from pc! It’s not a normal morning unless somebodies cursing out there computers! This morning he swore Taehyung told Jimin he had a shrimp dick…… There’s “that’s what she said” jokes being thrown out left and right, people cracking jokes on one another. And it’s not that he feels uncomfortable by any means again he’s a 20 y/o kid from LA it’s just ...he’s new...ya know? So he doesn’t know if he’s “allowed” to do that! So in the meantime, he just spends his days laughing until his chest hurts!

But besides that everybody’s chill , he’s still trying to learn people, regardless of how laxed the office is everybody’s busy as all hell especially Namjoon and yourself! The two of you are actually his biggest mystery, he’s never thought of marriage being something that he’d want. He’s always heard that people change, and shit gets boring, but even in a work environment that’s far from the vibe he gets from the two of you! You actually make marriage seem exciting, worth it, like a gift, not a task…..

Something else that he can’t truly wrap his head around is that your his boss, like legitimately his boss! Somebody that looks like you,I mean fuck your not even 30, you sway around the office in your little dresses and designer heels! Always dolled up hell sometimes he questions if he’s the one in some upscale porno! Actually, not just you all of you why the fuck are all of you so effortlessly attractive and put together?! To make it even worse you all know your shit too! Two days ago for example Kook went to Yoongi to ask if there was a certain way he wanted the ending credits to come into frame, and instead of Yoongi responding you did! Using terminology that had him ready to run home and pull out his “Intro to production” text box! Shit don’t make any Goodman sense...even Yoongi sitting in his office looking like he could be in one of the films he’s editing and no, god no why is he thinking this about his higher-ups?! No, no, nope try again Jeon!

However, now that we’re on this topic, there is one person that he can’t quite wrap his head around...I mean yeah he’s nice but he just seems more reserved around Jungkook than everyone else. Which is odd considering he’s the one Kook meet first, he’s actually the one that encouraged him to even submit his resume, to begin with! What makes it even odder is Yoongi and yourself actually told him that Tae was the most outgoing...it’s not that Jungkook nessercally thinks Tae dislikes him it’s just ...I don’t know, I don’t know…I guess he was just...warmer when the two of them met at Starbucks then he is now that they actually work together!

...And I guess that’s why he almost shit himself when his phone rang and the incoming name rang though as….”Taehyung Kim”...he kinda hoped he pocket dialed him and would just hand up! But wait, I guess you can’t really do that from a landline can you?? Fuckkkkkk

“I know technologies come a long way Kook, but phones don’t answer themselves ya know…” Eyes fluttering over to see Yoongi smirking at him, tone blatantly amused as he flipped through a file he had in his hands.It’s like he could sense how nervous he is too “Don’t worry about Tae, he’s more bark than he is bite, he’s literally a puppy dressed in Gucci…” Flicking his chin in the direction of the phone with a reassuring smile.

With a timid nod and shaky fingers Jungkook picks up  the call on the final ring “H-hello??”

“Jungkook? Can you come to my office in the next 5 or so minutes?” His tone wasn’t rude by any means but it also wasn’t the most inviting. Eyes fluttering overly timidly in Yoongis direction because he knew Tae was loud enough that the elder could hear and he smiled fondly, nodding in approval. Arms crossed firm against his chest, head cocked to the side, eyes squinting slightly from under his black baseball cap, as if he was now purposely trying to hear the conversation.

“Umm, yeah, yeah of course…” God, why does he sound like he’s still going through puberty right now!? Voice fluttering ina and out of an octave!

“Great!”

Tae just hangs up, no goodbye ...promoting Yoongi to roll his eyes, with an exasperated sigh...Jungkook just sits there for a moment, not too sure what to do!

“You’re free to go, Seok dosen’t need these until Friday and your deifiently far enough along, a little time away from your desk wont hurt! Oh, just save your stuff first though! The systems moving slow as fuck and I’m about ready to break my damn computer so I’ll probably do a system reboot while you’re gone!”

Jungkook nods timidly, swallowing so hard he’s sure Yoongi heard it, fingers scattering to do as Yoongis instructed, he literally feels like he’s going to throw up! Why does Tae make him so nervous? I mean no offense but Tae isn’t even his boss why is he more freaked out of Taehyung than is actual boss!

He hears a heavy sigh fall from behind him, as Yoongi invites himself to take a seat, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder ‘First off, you’re doing fucking great, and I mean that, so step back...and breath...” Squeezing his shoulder slightly, tone calm yet stable enough to ground the younger! 

 “Second, I’m ordering lunch from that coney up the street, Hyungs treat” He watches Jungkook go to open his mouth in protest and Yoongi just groans, loud and obnoxious, eyes fluttering to the back of his head more times than he can count!

“Don’t even try and give me that “Your not hungry bullshit” Eyes narrowing in the youngers direction challangingly “So let’s try this again, what do you want? And yes Tae can wait I already texted him and told him so you’re fine! Now go to google and pull up Leo’s menu and lets order lu-”

“Yonngggggiiiii!!!’ Whines through the studio, which only promps the man in question to slowly sink into his chair as if he was trying to make himself dissapear! And before Jungkook can even make heads or tails as to what’s happening...a pair of skin-tight leather pants, a florial silk shirt, that was sitting so low it mideswell not even be buttoned, flashy shades and windswept pastel pink hair comes strutting in... Looking like something straight out of Vouge so again he asks why the fuck does everybody look like this!?

Not even botherng to ask if he’s interupted anything, just flinging his arms around the production manager’s neck, propping his chin on top of his head,

“I need like...20 headshots edited...in the next half hour” Jungkook watched Yoongi go completely ridgit a scowl on his face as he tried to pull away but the casting manager only held on tigher “...and before you kill me even though I drunk some of it this Amerciano is for you soooo, I feel like I’ve made it worth or while, please and thank you! ” Smiling so big his eyes dispered into his face it took everything in him not to coo and swoon all at the same damn time!

Jimin fucking Park......

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Heyyyyyyyy,

That’s all she wrote for now, don’t know the post date yet, I’ve written up wo when they actually go to the mall so it’s like halfway done.....

MASTERLIST FOR THIS AU IS DOWN BELOW, I’M GLAD PEOPLE ARE ENYOING THIS “UNIVERSE”!

7 DEEP

#jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook au #jimin #jimin smut #jimin x reader #jeon jungkook #park jimin #jimin au #bts #bts au #bts smut #yoongi #yoongi au #bts poly #bts poly au #kpop #kpop smut kpop au

[likesomekindofcheese]

Okay, so I know you’ve done heaps of zodiac writings for the boys, but would I be able to request the Queen and Borhap boys with a female Leo reader? Thanks love, and stay safe xx

Hello!! I have had multiple asks for Leo! Reader so for now, I will give you Queen x Leo! Reader and then tag you in the BohRap version later! I hope you are doing well and staying safe too!!!

Rog (Leo):

Both of you are talkers, almost non stop sometimes. Prattling on for hours is a sport, but the topics are engaging and neither one of you neglect anyone else with the both of you too!

He tries to impress you. He will think up of a drum solo, invite you to hear it, and then try to ask you what you think afterward: and it will always be showy and fast and he will give you big eyes and flutter his lashes, fishing for a compliment

You try to make him laugh all the time, sometimes you make silly faces to him across the room and he always bursts into loving laughter.

Things relax as you both stay up late goofing off or doing whatever. Though he enjoys making sexual jokes with you. Some more laced up people might scoff, but they always make you smile

You both sometimes bounce off the walls together A true Dumbass energy and full chaos pair. I mean, you’re both actually smart and can be sophisticated but...ya know.

You show your softer self around Roger too. When he comes back from tour, you cuddle and kiss him and call him “darling” and “baby,” and all sorts of romantic things, and he accepts it.

You defend Rog from the crap talkers! Some guy at Freddie’s party called him the “pretty car fucker” and you walked up, punched him in the nose, and walked back to him cooly. Everyone was aghast and Roger secretly loved it.

Roger always dresses up and smells nice for you and you for him. The smells of your shampoo and his cologne mix together well enough it’s as if you both have this pleasant scent matching your aura, like a little bubble keeping both of you safe.

  John (Leo):

Spoils you soooo rotten! Name one thing you want: nice clothes? Concert tickets? Ice cream? A trip to the Bahamas! John will make sure you get it!

Senses a kindred spirit in you: this was something he felt the moment he saw you and still keeps with him.

You hype him up when he is feeling down! One time, John was upset after a rather disastrous rehearsal but you got him some sweets and ran a warm bath and told him how much you loved him, he felt so much better after!

Both of you observe drama and laugh about it later. He is quiet but has ears for everything, picking it up. If the band is on its regular shenanigans again, you both will just laugh at them and how ridiculous they can be together.

You love also playing with his hair (in its various forms) and he lets you touch it, rub the strands together, wash it in the bath and shower, and all that. It’s a sweet form of affection.

He also loves to hug you a lot! The moment you and Deaky see each other, you both run slightly into each other’s arms to hug!

Both of you still flirt with each other even after years of being together. You will be checking something in the mirror and then Deaky will come up behind you and say “and who’s that cutie over there?” to your reflection.

Both high romance with each other always: snuggling at night and in the mornings is a must and a candlelit meal every now and then doesn’t hurt either!

  Brian (Cancer):

Both of you are loyal Friends at first! Often he will help with any studies you have or even just go to a shop to hang out.

Even though you notice Brian sometimes is…extra shy with you. A blushing, timid mess. So you end up asking him out and he nearly hops in his steps afterward

Dates include childhood activities. Both of you play on the swings in a playground or best of all...

COLORING together! Getting a little book and a cheap box of crayons or pencils and filling it out until it either looks like a painting or a mess but neither of you cares either way because of how fun and relaxing it was!

He looks into your eyes, reflecting the color and subtle details of them. He also smiles a lot around you, he acts less melancholy.

He supports your creative projects, your need to make something, and express yourself somehow. He then will look at you sing or play or draw or write or something but with the most admiring expression on his face.

He supports and is sooo loving to you! Often rubbing your shoulders or making sure you’ve eaten.

But you are fun and playful together, you often brush his hair and put it into fun little styles. One time you got two ribbons and somehow tied his hair into two pigtails and you both had a good chuckle at it.

#carrie writes #queen zodiac series #brian may #brian may x reader #john deacon x reader #roger taylor x reader #queen fanfic #deaky fluff #brian may fluff #roger taylor fluff

[jalapeno-princess]

Marry Your Daughter

Mark Tuan X Reader

Word Count: 2.8K

Genre: Cute and extremely sappy fluff

Summary: After years of dating, Mark decides it’s time to make you his wife. However, he needs to build the courage to ask your father for his permission to marry you before popping the question.

A/N: Based on the song “Marry Your Daughter” by Brian McKnight (it’s such a cute song holy shit @ God pls get me a man who will love me the way I deserve) Honestly, I could only dream a man would love me this much to go and ask my father for his blessing. 

“Mark? Is that you? Hey! How have you been? How’s my baby girl? What are you doing here by the way? Is everything okay? Is y/n with you? Is something wrong with her? Did something happen to my baby?” Mark lightly chuckled at your father’s many questions. Your boyfriend was fully aware of how much you meant to your dad. 

You meant everything to your father, just like you did to Mark. Which is why he was so nervous standing in front of your father knowing his reason for wanting to meet with him. His palms were sweaty, his cheeks were warm and he was sure he was shaking, but he had no idea why. Mark and your father were the two most important men in your life and because of it, you wanted to make sure they got along. Which they did, very well actually. For starters, they had many things in common. Their love for sports, video games, beer and most of all, you.

In the beginning of your relationship, your mother was quick to fall for Mark’s charm, intelligence, humor, kindness, generosity and extremely good looks. However, you were afraid winning over your father was going to take a little more time and effort to do considering the fact that you were daddy’s little girl and in his eyes, no man would ever be good enough for you. That was until Mark came along. Your dad was hard on your boyfriend in the beginning which was completely understandable. He wanted nothing but the best for you.

However, because of how strict and stern he could be, you were afraid Mark would call it quits between the two of you because he could no longer handle your dad’s rough personality. No matter how scary your father seemed, it didn’t phase Mark. The love he had for you was stronger than any obstacle that tried to come in between your relationship. When your father witnessed how Mark took such amazing care of you, how he took you home every night from school and work to make sure you got home safely, how he smiled at you every time he looked at you and how he treated you as if you set the stars in the night sky, he knew Mark was in love with you and would treat you the way you deserve.

 That’s why he found himself accepting the thought of you getting in to a relationship. Mark remembered the memory as if it was yesterday and snickered to himself when he thought about how long the two of you have been together and how he wants nothing more than to be able to spend the rest of his life with you. Which was why he was here today, standing in front of your dad with sweaty palms and fidgeting knees. He was going to ask your dad for his permission to marry you. Mark knew he was in love with you just months after the two of you began dating and because of that, he knew you were the girl he wanted to settle down and have a family with. 

It’s been almost five years since Mark first asked you out back in your senior year of high school and even if the two of you were still so young, he knew he never felt what he feels for you, for anyone else before. You sent fire to his bones. You made his heart flutter and his stomach filled with butterflies at the mere thought of you. He was sure your smile could cure cancer and your arms were his safe haven. The two of you were still in your early twenties and because of that, sometimes Mark was too afraid to propose to you because he felt as if he was making things go too quickly with you both. No matter how long the two of you have been together, he didn’t want to rush anything and wanted to go at your pace.  However, being three years older than you, he knew he wasn’t getting any younger and he could no longer wait for you to be “Mrs.Mark Tuan.” 

Throughout your relationship, the two of you would talk about getting married countless times, but because you both were so busy with college and your jobs at the time, marriage was just a dream for the future. However, that didn’t mean the two of you couldn’t plan what your future together would be like. You were currently at work and Mark took this chance to finally talk to your father. It took him months of countless pep talks from his friends to grow the courage to ask your father for his blessing. No matter how much your dad liked Mark, this didn’t make him feel any less nervous and worried about your father’s response. But at this point, even if your father refused to allow Mark to propose to you, Mark would still do it in the end. He came here with a purpose. He respected your parents and wanted them to think nothing but the best of him. However, at the end of the day, the only person who’s opinion matters to him is yours. If your dad said no, the two of you would just runaway to Vegas and get hitched.

“She’s fine. I’m fine. We’re fine. How are you? I actually came here to talk to you. I’m sorry for bothering you. I’m sure you’re pretty busy-“ your dad shook his head and playfully pat him on the back.

“Nonsense. Shall we go sit down?”

He motioned for Mark to follow him and your boyfriend found himself scratching his neck anxiously. 

“The 49ers are going to the super bowl, are you excited?” Right off the bat, your dad could tell that something was wrong with Mark. Everyone knew how shy and timid Mark could be. But after years of knowing each other and since Mark would constantly go over to your house, it was clear that Mark was very close with your family and felt comfortable with them. That’s why your dad knew by the way he was fidgeting and furrowing his brows that he had something on his mind. 

“What’s on your mind Mark?” Your boyfriend released a long sigh as he dug in to his pocket and pulled out the ring he bought for you just a few months ago.

 He had Jinyoung and Jaebum accompany him to go and purchase it because he kept chickening out when he was alone. They knew how madly in love with you Mark was and how you were the only person he’s ever loved. You were his weakness and with that being said, they forced Mark to purchase the ring and talked him in to finally having the conversation with your father. Once he brought the ring out and placed it on the table, your dad knew exactly what was going on. A small smirk grew on his face but he didn’t want to say anything or react all too much just yet. But on the inside, your father was really excited. He was fully aware of how much you loved Mark. He saw it in your actions, heard it in the sound of your voice when you talked to him or of him. He saw it when the two of you interacted and how sad you would look every time he would drop you home. Your father knew that Mark would take good care of you and he was the only man he would allow to take his place as the number one man in your life. 

“I um..you..I’d like to..hm, this is going to be harder than I thought.” Your dad had on a poker face, but only because he wanted to come off as stern and intimidating like he did when you first introduced Mark to him. He didn’t mean any harm, but he wanted to see how Mark would approach the topic knowing that there was a chance he would say no. 

“I’d like to ask you for your permission, your blessing to marry our beautiful y/n.” Once he got the words out, he felt as if a huge weight was taken off of his shoulders. Until he saw the blank look on your dad’s face. 

“I’ve been in love with your daughter for as long as I can remember. Y/n is the best thing that has ever happened to me. She makes me the happiest man alive and she’s taught me so much about life, love and what it genuinely means to be happy. She’s the most beautiful person I know both on the inside and out and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I know she’s your little girl and I know how you want nothing but the best for her, I do too. Which is why I’m here right now. I promise to love her, take care of her, protect her and do whatever I can to make sure that contagious smile of her stays on her face. I’ll do whatever I can for her and be whoever she needs me to be. Y/n is my person. Soulmates, I think they’re called. I truly believe that she and I were meant to be. I know it might be early and I know were still kind of young, but whenever I look at her, I know she’s all I want. Forever. When I’m with her, everything just feels so right. All my worries go away, all my negative thoughts go to the back of my mind just because she’s all I ever think about. I was afraid of coming here and asking you of such a huge favor like this. But I couldn’t wait any longer. I hope you can see how much she means to me, not just by my words but in my actions too. I would give up anything and everything if it meant getting to be the lucky guy she calls her husband. So please, will you let me marry y/n?” 

Your dad sat there for a few seconds and processed the situation. He was very content that Mark came to ask him for your hand in marriage. It just showed how serious Mark was about you and how much he respected your father by asking him first. Hearing Mark’s speech about how much you meant to him and how he was willing to do anything for you brought warmth to your father’s heart. If anyone could love you as much as your father did, it was Mark and he was sure of it. Which is why your dad found himself walking to your boyfriend’s side of the table and pulled him in to a hug. 

“Yes. Of course. I was afraid that this day would come, only because I don’t want my baby girl growing too fast. But I see how much the two of you love each other. And I know you’ll treat my princess the way she deserves. You mean the world to her as much as she does to you. I’ve never seen her so head over heels in love with someone the way she is with you. I know she’ll be over the moon when you finally propose. I’ve been waiting for this day for a very long time. I knew you were the man who was meant to take my place. She gets all dreamy eyed when she hears your name. You don’t understand how she gets so excited over the every little thing that you do. “Mark got a haircut today, he looks really handsome.” “Mark passed his psychology final.” “Mark bought me a succulent.” That girl is crazy for you. Don’t you ever take that for granted. My daughter has the biggest heart and I’m sure you’re aware of it. Hey, I might be giving you my blessing, and I know you’ll give her the world she deserves. But if you ever make her cry, I’m not responsible for paying your hospital bill. I wish you both nothing but the best. You guys are perfect for each other. Take care of my princess Tuan. She’s your queen now.” 

The smile on Mark’s face grew wider if it was even possible. “Thank you, thank you, thank you so much! I can’t even fathom in to words how excited I am. I promise I’ll be good to her and I’ll give her everything she deserves for the rest of our lives.” 

Mark was over the moon and his main thought now was to go home and see you. However, before he could say his goodbyes, your dad gave him a look of curiosity. 

“Let’s see the ring son.” Mark was hesitant at first, when he went with Jinyoung and Jaebum to pick the ring out for you, there were so many ones to choose from and he could only hope he chose the right one. No matter how long the two of you have been together and how much Mark thought he knew everything about you, he had a hard time deciding which ring would be the best for you. You were a very simple and down to earth person, but at the same time, what girl wouldn’t want a big diamond? When a smile rose upon your father’s face, he took that as a good sign. 

“It’s perfect. She’s going to love it. Congratulations again. Now go. You have some proposing to do.” 

Once he got in to his car and made his way to you, he couldn’t help the grin that was plastered on his face. He knew how much you loved your parents, which is why he wanted to get your father’s permission before asking you. Now that he had your father’s blessing, he had to plan how he was going to ask you. He decided to stop by a grocery store to pick up some dinner for the two of you as a way to calm his racing heart. When he arrived to your apartment complex and walked in to your apartment, the smell of garlic chicken engulfed your living room. 

“Babe?” You walked out of the kitchen and towards your boyfriend, wrapping your arms around his waist and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. “You’re home. I’ve missed you. How was your day?” 

He beamed down at you and pulled you closer in to his chest. He brought his fingers to your cheek and gently traced your features that he memorized like the back of his hand. His fingers caressed your soft cheeks that were full of tiny little freckles, poked your cute little dimples that he loved so much and booped your nose before placing a soft kiss on your forehead. 

“Everything okay? You’re being extra soft with me today.” He giggled against your neck. 

“I’m actually always very hard when it comes to you. But I’ve missed you too. Today was amazing. Wonderful. A very great day.” 

You brought your hands up to his face and playfully squeezed his cheeks. Whenever the two of you were alone together, that’s when Mark was the soft, fluffy and shy boy that you fell in love with all those years ago. Even if some people didn’t like how clingy their significant others could be towards them, you loved when Mark would show you sudden bursts of affection. 

“What happened that’s gotten you so smiley?” He playfully bit his lip while shaking his head. 

“It’s nothing. Shall we go eat? I bought some food. Although, it’s probably nothing compared to your garlic chicken.” You reached for his hand and brought him in to the kitchen. 

“I know how it’s your favorite food and you seemed so out of it these last few days. I hated seeing you so down, as if something is bothering you. I’m happy to see you in such a better mood today. Your smile is what keeps me going. So I thought I would make you some..what. What is that face?” The look your boyfriend was giving you sent butterflies to your tummy. You couldn’t describe it. It was a look that he’s given you many times before, but it felt different this time for some reason. Before you could ask him anymore questions, he quickly walked over to you and connected your lips together. Kissing Mark was one of your favorite things to do. He was gentle most of the time and treated you as if you were a fragile piece of glass. But with how passionate and rough this kiss was, you had a feeling there was meaning behind this kiss. 

“I love you. I love you. I love you so much. I can’t even describe how much I love you. There aren’t enough words in the dictionary to explain my feelings for you. God y/n, I can’t wait to see what the future has in store for us. I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you. Just you wait.”

#got7 imagines #got7 drabbles #got7 scenarios #got7 #got7 mark #mark tuan #mark tuan got7 #mark tuan fluff #mark tuan imagines #my kpop therapy boy #i love him so much #when will i ever

[mon-dayragingslut4monstaxday6]

Strawberry Kisses: The Night Before

Marcy’s roommate, who is dating Sungjin, takes her to a get together with Day6. There, she’s informed that someone in the group likes her, but she couldn’t depict who.

A/N: I could write this forever, I love Marcy and the boys. I’m in the process of making Part 3 (currently unnamed), but will not be posted as quickly as Part 1 and 2 (but it’s my goal). Also, low-key had my own housemate be the inspiration for Marcy’s roommate (because she’s a trip and I adore her).

Warnings/Themes: This is more plot and fluff than smut, but does have some spice. Heavy petting, dry humping, some dirty talk, praise, marking (overall pretty light compared to the last chapter)

Word Count: 5.1k 

I have nothing to be worried about. My best friend, Seo Yeon, or So-Yo, is taking me to a party at her boy-toy’s place. She’s been seeing this guy who’s a leader of a Korean rock band that is currently stationed in the states, don’t ask me how, she can’t even explain. I met this guy a couple times, as well as his bandmates and they’re pretty great. Their music is phenomenal and their personalities are outrageously fun. Her boyfriend, Sungjin, may be goofy, but he has a good head on his shoulders and is gradually making So-Yo a better person. Not saying she was a bad person, but she’s becoming a happier and healthier version of herself. Overall, he’s someone she needed and I cannot be more grateful for her relationship with him.

The others, on the other hand are all eligible bachelors and So-Yo wants to set me up with one of them so bad. Sungjin wants to stay out of it, but that’s because he knows something, but won’t tell me what it is. So-Yo thinks it’s because some of the members might like me more than they lead on.

Like I said, I only met the whole group a couple of times and I treasure every single one, so if the choice was mine, I don’t know who I would pick. They all gave me their numbers, but the other guitarist, Jae, texts me the most, but it’s mostly exchanging memes. The bassist, Brian or Younghyun, who has the stage name Young K, but no one calls him that, is by far the prettiest boy, and he is quite the gentleman to me, but he’s still kind of shy. The keyboardist, Wonpil, is an absolute sweetheart and always finds a way to make me smile, but at first, he was too timid to even look at me without blushing. Lastly, the drummer, Dowoon, still struggles with his English, but the last time I saw him, I helped him out a bit and he’s such a goof ball it was hard to concentrate.

Tonight, could make things different. So-Yo encouraged me to bring my swimsuit, in case we want to take a dip in the pool at their place. I chose to wear something slightly out of my comfort zone: a black lacey romper that could easily pass as lingerie. Instead of my usual jeans and a t-shirt. I didn’t intend on wearing something different, but So-Yo encouraged me to show some of my wild side that we missed so much.

I keep bugging So-Yo to tell me who likes me, the curiosity is giving me nostalgia to high school. She won’t tell me, because she doesn’t know for sure, but she knows Sungjin does. I ask her to butter him up so he could tell her, but sadly he’s not that dumb to fall for that.

We head over to their place. I’m extra nervous to go, not only because I’m wearing something different, but one or more of the four bandmates likes me. Holy shit, what if all of them like me? I’d like to think I’m a delight, but it would make sense on some of them. Wonpil is a blushing/smiling buffoon, Dowoon is super silly shy boy, Brian is a suave mysterious man and Jae is a humorous dork. I pull out my compact mirror to check out my makeup. I went with a nearly bare face, due to us probably going swimming. Of course, I put on waterproof mascara, but I still wanted to look a bit “natural”.

“You look fine”, So-Yo compliments me as we walk down the hallway to their front door.

“Fine might not do it. I’m solving the mystery on who likes me, if any, till it kills me”, I groan. I stuff my compact in my little backpack, between my extra pair of panties and my swimsuit.

“I mean, they all like you, Marcy, but if any of them like you? I already told you, I don’t know, but I have a strong guess who does”, she shrugs.

“Who?”, I whisper.

“I can’t confirm anything, it won’t be fair to the guy. I could be wrong”, she slaps my arm.

“But tell me who you think?”, I beg. So-Yo knocks on the door.

“I’m not telling you shit, because I love you and I love these boys. Would I love for you and one of my boys to be together? Hell yes, but I can’t tell you who to choose”, she whispers. Tell me who to choose? So, does everyone like me then? Sungjin answers the door and welcomes us with big warm hugs. He’s definitely a teddy bear. I hear Jae in the kitchen shout for us. We all head to the kitchen, where we’re summoned, and see all of the guys leaning against the counters/appliances. They obviously had some drinks before we got there.

“We’re starting with some shots. We all need some time to chillax”, Jae welcomes us with some shots of clear liquid, probably vodka.

“Shots? Oh shit, you guys haven’t seen Wild CC yet”, So-Yo laughs before accepting the shot. The boys are intrigued.

“There’s a Wild CC?”, Brian chuckles before sipping out of his red solo cup. So-Yo nudges my arm.

“It’s been a long time since she’s seen Wild CC, but I still got it in me”, I bashfully accept the shot glass.

“Do you?”, she squints her eyes at me. Jae gasps. I scrunch my nose, pouting and take the shot like a champ. The shot was definitely not vodka. If there is one thing So-Yo and I bond over, it’s bets. The boys cheer for me as Jae pours me another one.

“Get it, C!”, Dowoon cheers. He calls me C, because it was difficult for him to say my name, so he gave me the nickname “C”. Jae tends to call me Mars, Brian calls me Marcy or my full name, Marcella, while Wonpil and Sungjin also call me Marcy.

“Did you eat before coming?”, Sungjin asks, being the dad of the group. So-Yo whispers to him. He exits the room, slightly worried.

“He’s going to order some food. Go meet your bachelors”, she whispers to me before taking her shot and following Sungjin, taking our bags with her. Now, I’m left alone with four beautiful Korean men.

“Am I going to take shots alone?”, I incite a group shot. The boys lift up their shots.

“May friendships never die, work hard play hard, hugs not drugs”, I toast before tapping my shot to the counter and shooting it back. They all laugh from my toast. At least I get them to laugh. The shots are getting tougher to take, but dammit, this is helping my nerves.

“Another”, I tap my glass to the counter, asking for a refill.

“One more, then you’re taking a break”, Brian puts his hand on my back, concern in his voice. I inhale sharply. He’s hugged me before, but his hand is touching my exposed back, his fingertips burning against my skin.

“Of course”, I smile at him. We all prep for another shot.

“May the memes be dank, music be fresh, and sex be mind blowing”, I pull straight out of my ass, avoiding eye contact with all of the boys. They are taken by surprise over the sex portion of my toast. I take my shot and look at them. I shrug my shoulders and they take their shots. So-Yo comes back to the kitchen.

“Holy shit, how many did you guys take?”, she questions.

“I’m on my third”, I give her the sign for three, so far not feeling any effect.

“I’m so fucking proud of you, but let’s sit down before it hits you all at once”, she gestures for me to exit the kitchen. I follow her out of the kitchen and straight to the living room.

“So, I got some tea from Sungjin”, she whispers. Shit, so that’s why she pulled me out of the kitchen!

“Like what?”, I silently squeal.

“So, they all really dig you, don’t worry about that, but he definitely knows of two of them who were bickering earlier about which one you like more”, she confesses.

“Which one I like more?”, I point to myself. She nods and sits me down on the couch.

“I don’t even know which one I like more”, I mumble to myself.

“Come on, there has to be one of them you like more”, she scoffs at me.

“Sort out the pros and cons and I’ll go grab us some snacks”, she blows me a kiss before heading back to the kitchen. I hear her chat with the boys in Korean. That sneaky bitch, I love her. Pros and cons for the boys? Well Younghyun/Brian is stunning, always finds the right things to say, and looks out for me, just like a minute ago. Cons? He can be pretty uptight, can’t read his face, and is almost too pretty to be single, if that is a con. Jae is funny, extra, adorable, and is always down for something stupid. Cons, he might be a little too extra, a little too loud, and I have yet to see his serious side more than once. Wonpil is a sweetheart, looks good in any outfit, and is lowkey teaching me piano. Cons, he is still too shy around me. Dowoon is goofy, has the best facial expressions, always finds a way to make me smile. Cons, is still too shy around me, similar to Wonpil, and his English is very beginner so it would be difficult to communicate with him at first.

I hear my name within their conversation in the kitchen. I peak my head in.

“Talking shit?”, I spook So-Yo.

“No, I was just telling them about your progress in grad school”, she pulls out of her ass. They all give me a round of applause. I squint my eyes at her. She gives me a little wink.

“Bullshit she told you, but thank you guys”, I thank them while I do a botched curtsy.

“To break the ice and to get to know each other. Let’s play a game of truth or lie”, So-Yo changes directions, showing her inner camp counselor.

“It’s where someone in the room says something about themselves or something that has happened, could be true or made up, hence the name. The rest of the group has to guess if it’s true or a lie. If everyone gets the answer right, the person telling the truth or lie has to drink. If the group splits answers, whoever is wrong drinks. It’s simple”, So-Yo explains the game then translates in Korean. They all seem pretty excited to play. We all crowd the counter to make ourselves some mixed drinks to use for the game. We all stand in a circle in the kitchen with our drinks. I wanted to stand next to So-Yo and Sungjin, but she low-key puts me in between Jae and Brian while she stands on the other side of the circle. They are both so fucking tall compared to me, I’m feeling intimidated.

“Since I suggested the game, I’ll go first. Marcy is the first friend I made in the US. Truth or lie”, So-Yo starts off the game. Nearly everyone says truth, except for me and Jae. It was a lie, I was the second friend she made in the US, but our friendship is the longest. The losers take a swig of their drinks. We go along a circle for more truth or lie.

“The longest sleep I ever had was fifteen hours. Truth or lie”, Sungjin contemplates. We all say lie, which was correct. He laughs and says he never counted the longest sleep he ever had and takes a big gulp of his drink.

I keep my eyes on So-Yo to avoid looking at the boys. Brian nudges my arm.

“Are you ok?”, he worries. My grip on the cup tightens. I nod. He puts his hand on my back again, this time his fingertips feel like ice against skin.

“Don’t tense up, we’re all friends here”, he mouths. I hold the cup up to my face to hide my blushing cheeks. He flashes a smile at me.

“You’re cute when you’re shy”, he whispers before putting his hand in his pocket. Say what? Did I hear him correctly! It gets to my turn and so far I learned that Wonpil can’t lie to save his life, reminds me of myself, while Brian can lie through his teeth, proving my theory of him being mysterious.

“Marcy, truth or lie”, So-Yo purses her lips. All eyes are on me.

“What could I say?”, I try to gain inspiration.

“Be bold! Bet you won’t say something crazy”, So-Yo raises an eyebrow. Bitch knows how to get me. Everyone ooo’s at me, acknowledging the challenge.

“Fine, I’ll go bold”, I mumble.

“I play your songs as background noise while I masturbate. Truth or lie”, I shrug. So-Yo falls to her knees laughing. That bitch knows it’s true. There are mixed reactions around the room. Wonpil is blushing more than me, nearly turning as red as our cups. Dowoon didn’t understand the question so Jae explained it to him in Korean, resulting in him taking a huge gulp of his drink. Brian taps his leg nervously. Jae squints at me, trying to see through my poker face. Jokes on him, I can’t lie to save my life and today they’re going to learn that. Sungjin just does his iconic “what the fuck did I just hear” look at So-Yo, who is still on the floor laughing, this time nearly crying.

“Is it the truth or is it a lie?”, I ask the room.

“Which songs?”, Jae incites more information.

“Which songs I play? Well, Shoot Me, Time of Our Life, Dance Dance, I Wait, How Can I Say, Chocolate, I can say more if you want”, I list.

“Oh, it’s definitely a lie, you can’t masturbate to those songs”, Jae shakes his head.

“I didn’t say I masturbate to those songs, I play those songs in the background”, I explain.

“Dowoon?”, I ask for his answer.

“Truth”, he hesitates.

“I’m saving you for last, everyone is just going to copy you”, I point to So-Yo.

“Sungjin?”, I gesture to the sweet teddy bear who desperately wants to give me the disappointed dad face.

“Lie”, he shakes his head, sipping his drink.

“Lie”, Wonpil avoids eye contact with me. That poor boy must be dying of embarrassment. I guess he doesn’t want to accept that I listen to his singing while I pleasure myself. Oh well.

“Brian?”, I twiddle my thumbs.

“Lie”, he smirks at me. Sucker.

“So-Yo, what is it, truth or lie?”, I point to my best girl.

“It’s the fucking truth! Drink up!”, So-Yo cheers. Everyone exclaims their non-belief.

“She’s my roommate, you don’t think I won’t notice that shit? Let’s just say, she’s not quiet”, she teases before sipping her drink. I gasp. Jae and Brian look at me, wondering what I’m going to say next. 

Realizing I completely embarrassed myself, I scurry out of the room. I should just go. I lost my chance, I should’ve just stayed home. I fight the urge to cry as I run to the bathroom. My hands grip onto the sink, having water run to fade out the noises of me almost crying. The more I think about it, the worse it gets. I didn’t realize how tipsy I am till I look at my hands and notice how much I’m swaying. I should just go home and sleep, forget this night happened.

I hear a knock on the door. I fan myself to dry any tears.

“Yes?”, I ask, hoping my voice didn’t crack. The door creaks open.

“Marcy. It’s just me”, Brian whispers. I turn my back to him.

“I could be peeing, what the fuck”, I laugh, wiping tears off my cheek. Brian closes the door behind him.

“I learned that you can’t lie. Also, you would’ve actually yelled at me if you were”, he laughs before hugging me from behind. His arms wrapped around me makes me feel so secure and safe.

“Talk to me”, Brian whispers, putting his head on my shoulder.

“Did I fuck myself up by telling you guys about the thing?”, I hesitate.

“Don’t overthink it. It’s flattering, actually”, he chuckles. Thinking of him taking this as a compliment makes me giggle. Of course, out of all people, confident Brian would take this differently. Or he’s just saying this to make me smile.

“Let’s go swimming. We all need to cool off”, he squeezes me tighter. I grab his forearm and rub my thumb against his skin.

“Thank you”, I whisper. His heartbeat pounds against my back.

“We’re all friends here”, he mumbles. He kisses my head and storms out of the bathroom. First, he puts his hand on my back, calls me cute, comforts me in the bathroom, and now he kisses my head! I may be a dumb bitch, but I’m not that dumb.

Where did So-Yo put my bag? I peak my head out of the door, hoping to see it close by. I notice Sungjin and So-Yo sitting in the couch, giving each other googly eyes, already dressed in their swimsuits. Gross, but I love them so much. I find my bag by the corner of the hallway where the bathroom is. I manage to snag it without being noticed.

I change into my swimsuit, feeling more vulnerable. Stepping out of the bathroom, I’m welcomed by So-Yo.

“I got more tea”, she whispers. I’m all here for the tea!

“I know the two who were bickering”, she recalls the conversation from earlier.

“One of them has to be Brian, we just had a moment in the bathroom”, I gesture a hug.

“Oh”, So-Yo eyes widen. Oh?! Is one of them not Brian?!

“Do you like Brian?”, she mouths. I blush.

“Maybe I do?”, I shrug.

“That’s a yes”, she smiles at me.

“Why, who’s the other person?”, I slightly panic.

“You really haven’t noticed the way Jae looks at you?”, she expresses her shook face. I grab the door frame beside me.

“What?!”, I exclaim. 

Sungjin walks in and gathers us to join the rest of the group at the front door. Brian raises his eyebrows, seeing me in my bikini for the first time. Wonpil’s eyes widen. Jae does a little shuffle in place, trying not to look at me. Looking at these boys in their swim shorts makes me want to audibly whine “why the fuck are you all so pretty?!”. Why the fuck do they all look so good? To stop myself from staring, I keep my eyes on So-Yo. Sungjin hands So-Yo and I some towels and leads all of us to the pool on the roof. I leave my phone to charge, also to not get it wet.

It’s Jae and Brian that like me? No fucking way. Brian is at least flirty, Jae hasn’t shown any sign of him liking me. Oh shit. I forgot about the late night texting of random shit, shower thoughts type of dumb topics. I am truly a dumb bitch.

We get to the pool and it’s deserted. Jae swoops me in his arms and carries me to the edge of the pool.

“Jae!”, I squeal, terrified of him dropping me.

“I’m not going to drop you”, he cackles.

“Good”, I huff.

“I’m taking both of us in”, he shouts before jumping into the pool. I splash at him when we get to the surface. Everyone joins in on their own. Brian giving an expressionless face. Oh no, does he think I like Jae? Wait, do I like Jae? I swim to So-Yo. I try to be quiet enough for Sungjin to not notice.

“What do you mean by the way he looks at me?”, I whisper.

“He looks at you like you two are in a fucking Disney film”, she scoffs.

“Do you like him?”, she continues.

“I don’t know” I mumble.

“You’re still wondering who likes you?”, Sungjin chuckles. I shush him, trying to not catch the others attention.

“She knows it’s Brian and Jae. She can’t pick which one she likes”, So-Yo informs him. He gives me his “I really want to give you advice” look.

“It’s ok if you don’t know right away. When you know, you just have to talk to them”, he shrugs. I groan.

“That’s the hard part”, I mouth.

“Take each of them out on a date. See who you like more”, she suggests. This is getting overwhelming.

“A date?”, I exhale. I hear Brian call for me from a distance. So-Yo nods at me while I swim to the direction of his voice. Brian is sitting at the shallow end with the rest of the guys.

“We want to get to know you some more”, Jae grins at me. Oh Lord, they know I masturbate with their songs playing in the background and they still want to know me? Fuck. Maybe I am a delight.

“What do you want to know?”, I nervously rub my hands together.

“What was the weirdest nickname you ever had?”, Jae takes over with the questions.

“Weirdest nickname. I don’t know what would be considered weird”, I wonder.

“Tell them about Strawberry!”, So-Yo shouts, slowly swimming her way to us.

“Strawberry?”, Wonpil asks.

“Oh, goodness”, I laugh, hiding my face.

“Tell us about Strawberry”, Brian looks at me, eager to know.

“So, when I was really little, I really liked this boy. Probably my first crush. One day, he confronted me about my crush because his friends were teasing him about it. I was blushing so hard that my face was all pink, and back then, my freckles were more noticeable, so the boy told me I looked like a strawberry. Some kids overheard and proceeded to call me Strawberry. The name stuck all throughout my school years, it fucking sucked but looking back at it now, it’s cute. I don’t mind it anymore”, I share. Everyone was all awing my story.

Sungjin runs out of the pool and rushes downstairs. So-Yo reminded him about our food, that’s why. He gets back to the roof and tells us food is ready. We all groan about leaving the pool so early, but there’s food, we can’t complain too much.

We go back to the apartment and stuff our faces with food, sobering up pretty quickly. We exchange some stories, some laughs. So-Yo turns on a movie to keep us occupied till we get tired. 

Sungjin was nice enough to tell us we’re staying the night, there was no way we were going to go back home in our condition. Brian offers his bed for me, saying he’ll take the couch. What a gentleman.

After the movie, it’s time for all of us to go get some sleep. Dowoon stays up to play some video games. Wonpil gives me a hug goodnight, which is shocking, and heads to his room. Sungjin and So-Yo head to his room, waving good-bye, while So-Yo gives me a wink. Jae hands me my phone that I nearly forgot about, for once.

“Night, Strawberry”, he sticks out his tongue. I pretend to hit him with my phone. He dramatically flails in pain as he goes to his room. Then there’s just Brian and I. He escorts me to his room. He digs around his closet and tosses me a t-shirt.

“It’s good to sleep comfortably”, he smiles. I look at the shirt, loving the material. It’s a simple white tee but the material is soft and smells beautiful. I grab my bag and pull out my extra panties so I won’t have to wear dirty underwear to bed. Brian notices the panties and blushes. I don’t recall him ever being flustered.

“Thank you so much for tonight. We should do this more often”, I sigh.

“We should. Sweet dreams, Marcy”, he bows his head and leaves his room, giving me privacy to change. I strip out of my swimsuit and into this heavenly shirt and clean panties. Fuck, I love this shirt. I take a whiff of the scent and holy shit I’m swooning. It smells like his cologne, but also smells clean, basically smells like boy.

I crawl into bed, absorbing myself in his soft sheets. I imagine him sleeping in this bed and it brings butterflies to my stomach. I hear a knock on the door.

“It’s your girl”, So-Yo whispers before opening the door. I wrap myself like a burrito.

“You’re loving his bed without him in it? That’s sad”, she cackles. I shush her to keep quiet.

“I can call him in, he’ll be happy to be here seeing you be a caterpillar”, she giggles.

“Do it, you won’t”, I groan at her before I spread out the blanket. I turn off the light so I can actually sleep. So-Yo didn’t close the door, that monster. Whatever, I’ll sleep through it. I roll around to find the best position to sleep.

There’s another knock on my door. I grunt to show a lack of interest in talking. I didn’t hear anything afterwards, it must’ve been my imagination. I feel a dip in the mattress.

“It’s just me”, Brian whispers, scaring the shit out of me. I flip over and see him perfectly from the moonlight glistening him.

“Holy shit, she did call you in”, I mumble. He chuckles under his breath.

“May I?”, he lightly tugs on the blanket. Don’t have to ask me twice! I flip open the blanket for him to crawl inside.

“Can we snuggle? You can say no”, I test the waters.

“You don’t have to ask”, he cackles before taking me in his arms. Fuck, I really needed this. In this snuggle party: I’m on my side, facing him, while he lays on his back, one arm supporting my head and the other is wrapped around my waist. Out of impulse, I put my leg against his, almost putting it between them. My silky smooth leg low-key rubs against his leg hair. Wait, is he wearing just his underwear? Dare I check?

“Are you just wearing your underwear?”, I mumble.

“Shorts”, he whispers.

“Are you wearing just your underwear?”, he turns the direction to me. His heart is nearly pounding out of his chest. It’s interesting that he gives off his confident exterior, but his heartbeat says otherwise.

“We’re not talking about me here”, I tease. He combs his fingers through my hair.

“Thank you for being comfortable with me”, he whispers. His voice is different. Not the cute, handsome voice that I’m used to. This voice is deeper, solem almost. My hands were wrapped around myself to be a little mummy, but I slowly unraveled to place one hand on his chest and the other rubbing my knuckles on his cheek. How am I nervous around you, but am still so comfortable? I can still see him perfectly from the illumination of the moonlight. He’s even more handsome than I could imagine.

“Brian”, I hesitate. He turns his head and gives me a peck on the lips. I lay there speechless over him taking the plunge that I was going to do.

“You do look like a strawberry when you blush like that”, he scrunches his face. I grab his face and kiss him back. He pulls me by the waist to get on top of him. I sit on his lap, loving the loose clothing keeping us from touching skin to skin. I continue kissing him, slowly rolling my hips. He grabs my hips and guides me to a perfect rhythm. His dick gets hard in seconds, teasing me from how close it is to me.

“Oh, fuck”, he moans.

“You feel so good”, he whispers.

“Do I?”, I tease. I put my hand under my crotch to palm him through his shorts. His moans turn into a raspy growl. He flips me over so that I’m on my back, having him hover above me. His hand goes straight to my folds, his index finger doing a long strip along me. I groan from the contact. His mouth latches to my neck, ferociously kissing and sucking, as if he’s hungry for this. His heavy petting is making me weak. I continue to palm him, feeling his dick twitch from my contact.

“You’re already so wet for me. Fuck”, he moans against my skin.

“Brian, please”, I manage to speak.

“Tell me what you want, baby”, his voice deepens.

“I want you”, I whine. He bites down on my neck, definitely going to leave a visible mark that will be noticeable in the morning. He slams his clothed dick on me, rubbing himself against my wet panties.

“How do you want me?”, he continues. His pace quickens.

“I want you inside of me”, I moan in his ear. He groans and pulls himself away from me entirely, sitting beside me with his knees to his chest.

“No, not like this”, he brushes his hair back, wiping the sweat off his forehead. I sit up and nudge his arm.

“What’s wrong?”, I mumble, trying to keep my composure.

“You’re my friend. Friends don’t do this”, he pants.

“Brian”, I grab his hand.

“I just need some time. I know I like you, I like you so much, I just need some time to know if I want a relationship yet”, he confesses. I’m still compiling what the fuck just happened, but I’m flexible.

“I understand”, I smile. He’s very open with me about his past relationships, which I am very thankful for.

“If you don’t want to wait, I understand”, Brian starts to ramble. I never saw him like this, collapsing. He always looked to have his shit together, but seeing him this way, being human who can break, is cleansing. I squeeze his hand to get his attention.

“Let’s just get some sleep. We can talk about this later, alright?”, I suggest. He nods and lays back down.

“Would you still want to cuddle?”, he murmurs. I get all snuggly in his arms.

“You don’t have to ask”, quoting him from earlier.

“We have a small concert tomorrow night if you want to come. We snagged a ticket in case you weren’t busy”, he invites. I bury my face in his chest.

“I’d love to finally see you perform live”, I scrunch my face.

“Perfect”, he chuckles before getting into a deep sleep.

There’s no fucking way So-Yo is going to believe this shit. No, no, I shouldn’t tell her, not till him and I talk for real about what’s going to happen with us.

He looks like such an angel, doesn’t even snore. I hope we can move on from this, my feelings for him become even more clear, reflecting on how he was with me earlier tonight and just now. I wonder what he has in mind for our conversation.

#day6 smut #day6 fluff #day6 fanfic

[anerdquemoraaolado]

Through Chrissie’s eyes

The Deacons’ Wedding

Knowing the urgency that Veronica and John had to get married, we expedited everything as we could, we arranged documents, invitations for the guests, the church ceremony, everyone's attire, and finally the party at Jim's house. It wasn't easy, but as everyone was engaged, we managed to do it. We spent Christmas, New Year and finally the wedding day arrived in January 1975.

Me and the girls met at home to get the bride ready. Veronica didn't want to be too chic or draw attention, and we all respected her will. The boys got John ready at Freddie's apartment.

"Oh ... I don't even know what to think" the bride got up, ready "I'm happy, and I was just fine after deciding to get married, and now that we're here ... Am I going to do everything right?"

"I know exactly what you're going through" I leaned closer to her and held her shoulders. "But you van get through all this, focus on John and try to ignore the rest, no matter how difficult."

"I'll try," she managed to smile. "Thank you, Chrissie."

Veronica's parents came to pick her up and took her before us, while we kept waiting for the ride of our loved ones.

"Hurry up because we can't let the bride arrive before us" Freddie sprouted at the door and called us in a hurry.

I blinked a little scared, but I got the message a little later. As we were in three couples, the boys were in two cars. Roger and Dominique went with Mary and Freddie and me and Brian went in our car.

"Freddie is ..." I picked out the words before saying, as we were on the way to the church "drawing more attention than the bride."

"Oh yeah" Brian laughed. "He took the jacket from one set, the pants from, and to complete it all, the scarf."

"And don't forget your sunglasses," I added, "but it's just Freddie being Freddie ..."

"But today he extrapolated, we started calling him Angry Lizard 2.0" - my husband laughed a little more.

"Why angry lizard?" I was curious, that story I still didn't know.

"When we met John Reid the first time," Brian recalled, "he was wearing a scaly jacket with dragon wings on the back, I said he looked like an angry lizard, I remembered that today."

"Only you can make that kind of joke" I shook my head "and how's John doing?"

"He's nervous, less than I was at our wedding, but he's very sure of himself, and that's the most important thing."

"You know what, Bri?" I said thoughtful "I think John was already getting ready to proposal, and the baby was just a little push to give him courage, they had loved each other long before that. And loving each other is the main reason to marry."

"You're absolutely right, my love." Brian smiled and took my hand for a moment.

We arrived and saw that the bride was at the door, waiting for everyone to arrive.

"We can't go in without all the maids and best men here" Veronica said.

"Sorry for the delay," Brian apologized for both of us.

"You're really not late," she explained. "I arrived early, but it's better you're going to your places soon."

"Yes, ma'am," I understood the urgency of the situation and obeyed the bride, hurrying into the church.

Everyone was already in position, between the boys and the girls, there was another couple on John's side. Brian and I gave everyone a quick hello and went to our place.

"It's so much easier being a maid of honor" I realized, speaking out loud.

"I have to agree, but going through all this nervousness is worth it." He kissed my cheek and turned his attention to the door, and then we waited for Veronica's entrance.

She stepped in beside her father, slowly and shakily, near us. John began to cry. Roger, who was closer to him, placed a hand on his shoulder in sympathy. Then I looked back at Veronica, who was crying too. That way, I would start crying too soon. The bride arrived at the altar and quickly she tried to wipe his tears and he hers. John received Veronica from her father. The priest asked them to kneel and the bride and groom obeyed. The ceremony then began.

I watched every word, touched and realized how much more formal and traditional that marriage was. Perhaps it was the demand of the Tetzlaffs, Veronica's family. As little as I knew them, I could tell they were traditional, maybe that was one of the reasons she had become a quiet, shy girl.

After the sermon, the priest went to the rings and finally the question that everyone was there for. John and Veronica went back to sobbing when they said yes and this time I cried with them. Their kiss was timid and quick, but so sweet that it made no one doubt how much they loved each other.

They left the church waving to everyone and we went after them. Before we went to the party, we were bombarded by the photographer's flashes. I felt kind of uncomfortable taking a picture, but three years living with Brian, who sometimes stubbornly took pictures of me at ordinary times, made me get used to it. And group photos were more comfortable for me than just me appearing in the photo.

So we all went to the party, and when I got there, I noticed that it was a little bigger than my party and Brian's. We sat down with Roger, Freddie, Dominique and Mary, since Veronica and John's relatives were kind of unfamiliar to us.

"How many people ..." I let slip, but it was more for Brian to hear.

"It seems that both the Deacons and the Tetzlaffs are large families," my husband replied. "We have far fewer relatives, so our party was smaller."

"Um ..." I agreed, distracted.

What comforted my discomfort of being among strangers was being close to my friends. Time passed and John came up to us, bringing two guests I didn't know with him. The man was one of his best men and the girl was younger than us.

"Uh, guys, they insisted a lot to come and meet you, so I hope you don't mind," John explained. "This is my friend Nigel Bullen, we were from the same band at school, and this is my sister Julie. Julie, Nigel, this is the rest of Queen, Roger, Brian and Freddie."

They exchanged handshakes politely as each of the boys introduced me, Dominique and Mary to John's guests.

"I recognized John on television," Nigel said, "in that video of yours, Killer Queen, isn't it? I barely believed it was the old Deaks on TV."

"Yeah, sounds easy, but we got really hard to get there." Freddie's voice was proud.

"Wouldn't it be possible for you to play something?" Julie asked hopefully.

"Oh no, Julie, maybe our style doesn't please most of the guests, and you also shouldn't give them ideas, they possibly will agree" her brother advised.

"You know John, that song you composed for Veronica, it would be perfect to play now," Roger suggested.

"No, no, no, no," John shook his head. "it's not ready yet, and I'm already doing a lot of exposure of my figure for one day, okay?" I love you guys, but can you give me some time, at least on my wedding day?"

"Cut the drama Deaky, you win" Freddie accepted the truce.

"Thank you," John said sarcastically, but relieved.

After a while, Veronica also came to see us. The poor girl was already tired by all the rush and the baby, and just wanted only a familiar place to rest. John came to sit next to her some time later, and it was there that I saw one of the most beautiful things in my life. The future daddy whispered something to his little unborn baby, that everything he and his mother did was for him, for the family the three of them would soon form.

#through chrissie's eyes #My writing #bo rhap fic #bo rhap #bo rhap movie #chrissy mullen #chrissie mulen #borhap!brian may #borhap!chrissie #borhap!chrissy #borhap!queen #john x veronica #john deacon #veronica tetzlaff

[forever-rogue]

34 from the fluff prompts with Brian? 💕

Enjoy my queen :)

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The loud, brash rain was pounding against your window, the shutters flapping in the wind, as thunder and lightening boomed off in the distance. Normally you’d love this type of weather -  so long as it wasn’t at night. You had found yourself tossing and turning for hours, unable to slip into the sweet embrace of slumber.

You had tried everything: you’d starting reading a book you know had put you to sleep before, drank some sleepy time tea, counted sheep, even gotten up to take a hot shower in the vain hope it would lead to sleep. But none of it did. You were more miserable and tired than ever.

Glancing over at the clock on the nightstand you saw it was nearing 4am. You’d have to be up in a few hours to get ready for work. Sighing, you stretched your legs out of the bed and stood up, stretching and relishing in the feel of the popping in your joints. Pacing around your bedroom for a few moments, you wondered if it Brian was awake. It wouldn’t be totally out of character for your curly haired room to be awake at odd hours of the night.

Drumming your fingers against your chin thoughtfully, you decided screw it and opened the door to pad down the hall to Brian’s room. You counted your lucky stars as you spied the light creeping out from under the small crack at the bottom of the door. You tapped lightly on the door, almost so quietly that you weren’t sure if Brian would able to hear.

“Yes?” he called back to you softly, a slight sleepy quality in his voice. You opened the door slowly, a loud squeal emanating from the ancient thing as you peeked inside. There was Brian, looking comfy in a big sweater, lying in bed, his nose buried in a book. He set it down immediately when he spied you, a grin stretching from ear to ear, “hey, what’s up? it’s late…or early rather.”

“I couldn’t sleep,” you confessed, stepping into his room. He let a sound somewhere between a tut and a concerned sigh as he lifted up the blanket and motioned for you to get in. You excitedly crossed the room and crawled in next to him, snuggling up as close to his side as possible. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t make your heart flutter. You’d had a (more than a) crush on your tall, lanky best friend for years, but hadn’t been able to get yourself to confess your feelings to him, “the rain and everything was too much. I got scared.”

“What are you scared of silly girl?” he teased as he tossed his book onto the nightstand an put his arm around you, gently tracing soothing circles into it as you draped an arm over his waist, doing your best to soak up the heat he radiated. He felt perfect against you, like your own person heater and pillow all in one.

“I dunno,” you admitted sheepishly, “I just don’t like all the sounds when I’m alone at night. I can never sleep. Too scary and it makes me feel safer when someone’s around.”

“You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?” he joked, playing with a strand of your loose, damp hair.

“Hey, bub, you weren’t asleep! You could have said no,” you nudged him gently in the ribs, biting your lip at his teasing, “I just really don’t like it alone in this mess.”

“I guess you’ll just have to come in here then,” he said out loud before he could full process the words. He had meant them, but wasn’t sure if now was the right time. He was sure you could probably hear the erratic beating of his heart as he awaited your response. Little did you know, he had been repressing the exact same feelings as you for quite some time. For how smart he was, he was completely unaware of the fact that you felt the same. Everyone knew about the two of you - except the two of you. When you didn’t respond right away he cleared his throat, “since you know, winter’s starting and it’ll be rainy a lot.”

“I’d like that, Bri,” you said quietly, sure your cheeks were a bright crimson red as he fumbled on his words. This was probably not the time or the place to do it - finally confessing how you felt, but nothing about you or Brian May was conventional, so you decided to just do it. You swallowed the lump that had welled up in your throat, “and…I-I like you, Bri.”

“I’d hope so, love, you’re my best friend and roommate. It’d be a little awkward if you didn’t like me,” he chuckled and it did not help your nerves in the slightest. You moved your head you were looking at him, your eyes meeting his hazel ones. He tensed a little bit under your curious gaze, “what’s wrong, Y/N?”

“I don’t just like you, Bri…I-I think I’m in love with you,” and there it was. All of it was out, everything was on the line. You waited with baited breath, waiting for his response. A confused look crossed his face as he tried to process what you had said. You took it as a sheer rejection. You bit your lip, trying to keep your tears back, “I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have said anything. I hope you’re not-”

“You think you’re in love with me, or you are in love with me?” he pondered, his expression softening as he looked at you intently.

“I know I’m in love with you,” you breathed out, hoping you weren’t just making a bigger fool out of yourself. He let out a small, shaky laugh as his a smile appeared on face. He put his hands on your waist, and moved you so you were straddling his waist. It was comfortable, oh so comfortable, just like you had always imagined, “Bri?”

“I’ve been in love with you since the day I met you,” he admitted, his large hands moving to either side of you face, as he brushed a thumb along your cheekbone, “I just never would have thought you’d like someone like me.”

“Why not?” you were stunned at how little he thought of himself. He was always so shy and nervous when he had zero reason to be, “look at you, Bri, you’re stunning. My favorite curly haired nerd, with the most angelic face, and sweetest smile. And you’re a genius and a talented musician. How could anyone not fall in love?”

“You’re so beautiful and lovely,” he grinned at you, a light blush washing over his cheeks at your words, “and smart and kind. Tell me why you’d ever doubt that I would love you.”

“I guess that makes two of us,” you giggled, playing with one of his loose curls, twisting it gently in your fingers, “we’re just fools, aren’t we?”

“It appears we are,” he let a hand drift to your waist, fingers ghosting over the bare skin under the hem of your shirt. It sent sparks through your whole body. He had touched you plenty of times before, but now, know that you loved him and he loved you, make it much more electric and special.

“C-can I kiss you?” he asked quietly, and you nodded eagerly, excited to feel his lips on your yours. He touched the corner of your mouth, gently running a finger along your bottom lip, “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamed of this. Getting to touch, to kiss you, to call you mine.”

“Then why don’t you go on and do it,” you teased as you leaned, pressing your lips gently against. It was timid and shy as first, but he wasted no time in bringing a hand to the back of your neck and pulling you closer, hungry for more.

Your lips molded together, perfectly in sync, and frankly, you weren’t sure if you’d been kissing for 30 seconds or 30 minutes, until you had to pull apart for some air.

“Wow,” was all he said as he stared at you, both of your chests rising and falling rapidly. He looked at you like you were a piece of art for him and him only, like you were the reason for all the stars in the night sky, “that was perfect.”

“I think it could use some improvement,” you teased, said, tracing the contours of his face with your finger. He smirked at you, knowing exactly what you had meant, “want to try and work on it? Practice makes perfect after all.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, the two of you grinning at each other like giddy school children, “let’s work on it, even though that was the cheesiest line ever.”

“Shut up,” you hit his chest gently, “you love me, you can’t tease me! Just kiss me!”

“I plan on doing a whole of that,” he promised, crashing his lips onto yours again, “and a whole lot more, my love.”

So he kissed some more, lots more, the sound of the rain, wind, and thunder long forgotten.

#brian may #brian may x reader #queen #borhap #drabbles #oof soft