#80s brian may smut

[gods-of-rock]

Hey there! I’m new on tumblr ( with posting and that kinda stuff) so don’t be too mean :) I just wanted to tell all of you out there, that I write fanfics in English and German - and I’d love to do some on request, Here are the persons I write for:

GNR | -Slash -Duff -Axl -Izzy

QUEEN | -Brian -Roger

LED ZEPPELIN | Robert -Jimmy

IRON MAIDEN | -Steve

David Bowie

AEROSMITH | -Steven -Joe

METALLICA~ -James -Kirk - Lars

MEGADETH | -Dave

AC/DC | Angus

Ghost | Terzo

MARVEL | -Loki -Dr Strange -Bucky -Hawkeye -Tony Stark -Bruce Banner

HARRY POTTER | -Severus Snape -Remus Lupin - Sirus Black

Joaquin Phoenix

I will mostly write smut but I’m also fine with writing fluff. I don’t write extrem things/ kinks like blood, rape or really hardcore stuff. Pls send me requests and I’ll try to post them soon. Have a good day/morning/afternoon/night wherever you may be in the moment. ~ your gods of rock

[rottingworship]

The smut prompts 72 and 80 ☝️😈

Withhhhh

Hoodie😳

MWAAH THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST!! This is actually longer than most prompts i've ever written ever omg... I got carried away... may write a part 2 involving tim :3

As always, prompts are from here! Divider is from sister-lucifer

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI!, fingering, innocent!reader, hint at corruption kink sorta (?), praise, finger sucking, F!Reader

Prompts: "There is no way anyone is that innocent." "What? Does that feel good?"

“There is no way anyone is that innocent.” Brian switches through the channels on the TV.

Tim shrugs, really not caring. “Ya never know.”

“She’s a killer.” Brian huffs. “We are all killers.”

“Not all killers fuck.” Tim rolls his eyes. “If it’s that big of a deal, why don’t you ask her?” Tim has had enough. He gets up and walks to his room. Brian is thinking about it. About how sweetly you interact with them. How oblivious you are to some of their jokes. The look on your face when some of them click.

The door opening brings him out of his thoughts. You walk into your home with a large smile on your face and a small bag of groceries in your hand. You tell Brian ‘hi’ and walk to the kitchen. His eyes don’t leave you.

You turn back around and your eyes meet his. “You alright, love?”

Brain tenses. Love… It’s what you have always called him and Tim both. There never seems to be any ‘love’ behind the word. But Brian wishes for there to be. He’s sure you're just being nice and friendly. You always have been. Somehow, you stay so loving…

“Yeah.” He stands up from the couch and begins to walk towards you. You don’t think anything of it. You put some of the groceries up and begin to walk past him. Brian stops you in your tracks, his hand grabbing your bicep. The way look up at him leaves him reeling. Brian holds you there. Without saying a word.

“You good?” Your brows furrow, but you don’t pull away. Your eyes show no sign of fear of him hurting you, but they do show extreme confusion.

“Is this an act?”

His question causes you to pout. “What? Is what an act?” You really don’t get it.

“You’re so-” Brian sighs. “Nevermind. I gotta go.” He is overwhelmed. It doesn’t take a lot for you to realize that. Brian is quick to leave your home. You try to get that interaction out of your head and finish putting up groceries. As you walk to the bathroom to finish putting things away, you remember Tim’s home. You walk to his room and knock.

“Hey, it’s me.” As soon as he gives you the okay, you open the door. “Is Brian okay?” It’s the first thing you ask. Tim looks at you and groans.

“What’d he do?”

“He asked if I was acting,” It comes out more like a question than anything, “and then, he just- He left.”

Tim snorts, trying to not smile. “He’s fine. Probably relieving some stress right now.”

“What’s he stressed about?” You cock your head at him.

“You.” It’s all he gives you. You are sent into a spiral. Your face contorts with confusion and you gasp. You stumble on your words, stuttering something out, before Tim saves you. “It’s not bad, he thinks about you too much though.”

“Too much!?” You are dumbfounded. “How much is the normal amount?”

“Probably the amount that I think about you.”

You cannot catch a break. You let out a groan and close Tim’s door, leaving him alone. You have no more questions for him. You want to call Brian and ask if he’s alright, but you aren’t sure it’s Brian that will answer. You sigh and go to your room. You already took care of your business (or the operator’s), bought groceries, and put them up. It is time for you to relax. And now you can’t.

You walk to your bathroom and decide to shower. You have had a long day, and maybe the hot water will help relax you. As you shower, all you can think about is Brian; his questions and whatever the fuck Tim meant about him. You cannot lie, Brian is always plaguing your mind. Even more so now. Does he like me? You think as you wash your body. Does he fucking hate my guts? You begin to stress. If he hates me, that would suck, we kinda have to work together for the foreseeable future. You want to explode. You finish up your shower quicker than normal and decide you cannot be in your room. You get dressed and head to the living room. You lay down on your couch and sigh. You flip through the channels and land on some corny horror movie. You keep it there.

Before you know it, you are dozing off. You wake up to the door of your house opening. You sit up and rub your eyes. “Who- Brian?” You make out his frame, and then his hood and mask. “Oh, it’s just you, Hoodie.” You lie back down on the couch and close your eyes. You have not interacted with Hoodie as much as you have Brian, but you still trust him.

“Wake up.”

The way he says it has you sitting up immediately. You look at him with wide eyes and your mouth is slightly agape. “What the fuck?” Your legs swing over the side of the couch and Hoodie sits down beside you. “Is this about earlier? Because I’m still confused.”

“You really are oblivious… You know that?” You cannot figure out his emotions. You can’t tell if he’s smiling or annoyed, and it’s bothering you. “You’ve got Brian wrapped around your finger, and you are completely oblivious.” Hoodie doesn’t move. You scoot down the couch, confused by the suddenness of everything. “I see what he sees in you, though.”

“What?” You sound groggy still. “What does he see?”

Hoodie scoots closer. You freeze, swallowing hard. “You’re an angel.” Hoodie says it as if you should be aware of that already.

“I assure you,” You put a hand up, “I am no angel.” Something clicks. Your face contorts again, changing from confusion to an awareness. Awareness of everything Hoodie is saying. “Is this about not understanding some of the jokes I hear? Because, I’ve never been around guys a lot-” You look away from him, embarrassed. “I was pretty sheltered until I turned eighteen. And, y’know, moved away. I’ve never really had many friends-”

“It’s not an act…” Hoodie sounds so primal suddenly. It causes chills to run down your spine. The hair on your neck is standing on end. You swallow hard and let out an awkward laugh. You can’t look at him. “It’s okay,” He coos.

“I think about you- Uh Brian, a lot…” You twiddle your fingers, biting the inside of your lip, “I don’t know- I can’t begin to tell you-” You can’t see his face, but he looks absolutely animalistic. You blink a couple times, collecting your thoughts. “Can you kiss me?” Your voice is hushed, barely above a whisper.

Hoodie does not hesitate. He lifts up his mask, just enough to reveal his mouth and moves towards you. His hands cup your face and he smiles as soon as his lips meet yours. You relax into his touch. Your mind is going a mile a minute. When his tongue gently runs across your bottom lip, you eagerly open your mouth for him.

Without missing a beat, as Hoodie shoves his tongue in your mouth, he effortlessly moves you onto his lap. You let out a gasp and your arms wrap around his neck. You are positively melting into his touch.

Hoodie pulls away and begins to trail kisses down your throat. Your brain is fuzzy and you can’t think straight. You let a quiet moan and Hoodie smirks against your skin. “Sh,” He hushes you, “don’t need Tim hearing us.”

You nod and try to keep quiet. Before you know it, your position is being switched. You are lying on your back on the couch and Hoodie is above you, he’s watching you. You can’t see his eyes, but you can see his smirk. You let out a whine and your thighs rub together. “Please,” You whine, “I need-” You cannot verbalize what you need.

“Use your words,” He leans down and begins to kiss your neck again, licking and nipping the sensitive skin.

“I need you to touch me!” You are frustrated. “Make me feel good, please!” You are begging at this point.

Brian laughs. His smile widens and laughs. Your face is burning up and you want to hide again. “It’s okay, baby,” he murmurs into your skin. “I can do that.”

Hoodie is resting on his arm, keeping his weight from being completely on you. His opposite hand begins to trail towards your shirt and straight towards the elastic of your pajama pants. His hand dips down and he begins to rub you through your panties. Your hips eagerly roll into his touch and Hoodie gently bites down on your neck.

“So impatient,” He hums into your ear.

“Please!” You are still trying to keep quiet. “Need you-”

Hoodie doesn’t falter. His fingers pull down your pajama pants and your underwear. He palms you, and you roll into him again. A little more violently this time. Hoodie slides one finger into you at first. His lips are still attached to your throat. Your breathing is becoming heavy and loud. Hoodie’s finger moves slowly, painfully slow at first. You buck into him and let out a soft whimper.

“Hm,” Hoodie hums into your skin. “I’m sure your own fingers aren’t this good, huh?” He is cocky. You shake your head, quickly. You cannot form words. You are left a mess under him. “What? Does that feel good?” He knows the answer to that. You nod. “I’m gonna add another, okay?” He sits up to watch your reaction.

Another finger pushes into you and a white, hot fire is lit in your core. Your eyes screw shut as his fingers slowly pump in and out of you, his thumbs grazing over your clit. You feel like you're in a tunnel. You can hear him commenting about how good you are, but you cannot respond. Your mouth falls agape and you are trying to form a sentence to beg for more.

“Faster,” You mumble, “please, faster!”

“Anything for you,” He coos at you.

He picks up the pace and you are writhing in pleasure underneath him. Every single time his fingers pull from you, your hips follow them. You need him.

“Close-” The word stumbles from your tongue, “so close.” Your toes curl. You are going to burst. Your body tenses and your eyes shut tight. Your nails dig into Hoodie’s back, clawing at the fabric. His pace, steady but quick, does not slow. He keeps going. No signs of stopping anytime soon.

You pull Hoodie to you, letting out a loud whimper. His name falling from your lips like a mantra. You are seeing stars as his thumb rubs your clit a little faster. A louder cry is pulled from you this time. Everything comes undone so fast. Hoodie is in your ear, mumbling to you how good you’ve been, how you deserve this, and kissing the shell of your ear.

Hoodie lowers himself on top of you as you come down from your high. His fingers pull from you and shoves them into his own mouth. He sucks on them. You feel yourself getting even more wet.

The door down the hall opens. “What the fuck?”

You hide yourself immediately. Hoodie laughs. “I told you to be quieter.”

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MASTERLIST

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footballers

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-threesome (I have nothing against it but I’m just not good at writing smut like this)

-incest

-racism

-rape

-piss kink

-etc



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[bijouxcarys]

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First off, my name is Carys, I'm 22 and I'm from the United Kingdom. I've been writing fanfiction for 10 years. I started off on MJFiction.com writing Michael Jackson fanfic, and I found I absolutely loved it!

I'm autistic and am absolutely riddled with undiagnosed ADHD, but I don't bang on about it, so don't worry. I rarely ever talk about it. That being said, without having autistic special interests, I wouldn't be here writing for you all!

My special interests include the 60s, 70s, and 80s, Led Zeppelin, Queen, Aerosmith, Michael Jackson, Ariana Grande, Demi Lovato, films, WWE, and... MUSIC.

I write fanfiction about Robert Plant and Brian May, which is what my blog is mainly centred around.

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To Love So Completely (Robert Plant x fem!OC mini series)

Got My Timing Right (Book 3 of my Brian May series)

Allure pt. 2 (Sequel to my Brian May one shot Allure)

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My Unfiltered Thoughts on Clash at the Castle 2024

[warren-lauren]

1985!Brian May x wife!reader SMUT

Warnings: swearing, oral f-receiving, unprotected sex, public sex (photo not mine, credit to owner)

Brian looked, there was no other word for it, delicious. You couldn't take your eyes off him as he stood talking to someone for an interview for some magazine or something, you didn't care. All you cared about was how gorgeous your husband looked.

Brian must have been paying the young lad who was interviewing him even less attention than you were because his gaze kept drifting over to where you were leaning against the wall. His playful smirk filled you with excitement.

You began making your way towards Brian as he wrapped things up with the interview and then began to make his way towards you. You grinned up at him as he met you halfway, reaching up with both of his hands to cup your face as he pressed a soft and loving kiss to your lips. Your hands fisted at his shirt, pulling him closer to you as you opened your mouth and let Brian's tongue enter.

After a moment you pulled back from Brian needing to breath. You smiled softly up at him. "Hi."

"Hi," Brian grinned as he stepped back, taking a hold of your hand. "You okay, love?" He asked, interviewing your fingers as the two of you began to walk.

You hummed, "I'm fine, Bri," You huddled in closer to him. "How are you feeling?" You smiled up at him.

He nodded, "Okay. Still nervous."

You rolled your eyes playfully. "You've got nothing to worry about, Bri." You moved in front of him. You smiled up at him as you began to run your hands up the front of him. "You were born to do this, and you bloody well know it." You leaned up and kissed him. "But that's not what I meant." You grinned up at him.

Brian chuckled softly. "And what did you mean, love?" He asked as he slipped his hands around your waist.

You giggled. "I meant, do you still feel old?"

"Oh," Brian smiled down at you as he leaned in closer to you, "You mean after you so kindly fucked me senseless this morning, and gave me a lovely blow job on the ride over." He smirked at you. You nodded giggling, toying with his open shirt. "Well, it did certainly make me feel like we were back in college again." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at you making you grin.

"But do you feel old still?"

Brian breathed in deeply as he looked up from your eyes and looked around the busy backstage area of what was Live Aid. "I mean, compared to some of them, we are old, love."

You let out a soft sigh, looking over your shoulder. "Not as old as Paul McCartney." You smiled up at Brian cheekily making him chuckle.

"Still," He let out a soft sigh. "It's been a while since we've played together in front of a crowd. We might not be compatible any-"

You covered Brian's mouth with your hand. "Still nothing, Bri. So what if your older, than when you guys first got together. That's what happens, I'm afraid, you grow up. But that's all you are, older, and not old. And besides, I for one can't wait for you to get old. I think you'll look hot with grey hair." You winked teasingly at him as you tugged at his hair lightly.

"Ha, if it lasts that long." He chuckled.

You nodded, "Oh, it will." You smiled up at him as you pushed up onto your tip toes. "And I'll still grab and tug at it when your between my legs." You whispered.

Brian let out a low growl, his large hands tightening around your waist. "You little minx." He gave a light swat to your backside. "C'mon," He grabbed a hold of your hand and lead you away from the hustle and bustle of backstage.

You bit your bottom lip as an excited giggle left your mouth. You had to work hard to keep up with Brian's long strides but the excitement was enough energy to keep you going.

"In here," Brian pulled you into an empty hallway that was full of empty equipment boxes. He backed you up against a wall that was blocked from view like a predator on the prowl. Brian licked his lips, staring down at you as he reached up and caged you in with his hands on either side of your head. "Remember how we used to always sneak off before I went on stage in college?" Brian grinned down at you.

You moaned softly and placed your hand over Brian's hard cock. "Or when I'd come and visit you on tour," You bit your bottom lip, "You used to love me sucking your cock, late at night at the back of the tour bus." You teased, lightly stroking your fingers over his cock.

Brian rolled his hips into your hand with a soft grunt. "And I loved," He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against your neck, "Still love, to taste your sweet pussy." He growled against your ear before he crashed his lips against yours in a hungry kiss.

"This way!" Someone called out as they passed the entrance to the hallway, causing Brian to cautiously pull back from you so he could listen out for them coming closer to your hiding spot.

He put his finger to his lips, "You'll have to be quiet, love." He sent you a wink before he sank to his knees in front of you.

Your breath caught throat as Brian pushed the skirt you were wear up your thighs, pressing soft kisses to your exposed skin. He took a hold of your left leg behind the knee and put it over his shoulder, groaning lowly as he exposed your bare pussy to him. Brian looked up at you with lust all over his face as he licked his lips. He leaned in, running the tip of his tongue up your already wet pussy.

You let out a deep moan, your eyes falling shut as your head fell back against the wall. Brian immediately pulled back causing you to whine.

"I said, be quiet, love." He warned.

You nodded, "Sorry, Bri."

Brian hummed before he bent down and began to lick at your pussy again. You bit into your bottom lip hard as your hands laid on the back of Brian's head, your fingers tangling in his curls as he worked you easily with his mouth.

His tongue flicked over your clit before he licked your slit a few times before the tip dipped inside of you.

"Oh, Bri," You groaned quietly as Brian sucked on your clit. His left hand held your leg in place, his fingers digging into your thigh. "Oh, fuck, baby." Your toes were curling as Brian's tongue slipped inside you, over and over. "Please, Brian, I'm go-"

"Shh," Brian licked his lips as he pulled back from you and stood up letting go of your leg momentarily as he undid his pants, pulling his hard cock out.

You licked your lips as you watched him take a hold of his cock. "Can I suck your cock, Brian?" You whined.

Brian smirked down at you as he stroked his hard cock, bending down to pick up your leg. He shook his head as he leaned into you and lightly brushed his lips against yours. "Not this time, sweet girl," Brian whispered.

You moaned softly, desperate to taste Brian's cock. It soon disappeared as Brian slowly pushed  his thick cock inside of you. You began to let out a deep moan as he filled you. Brian quickly covered your mouth with his hand, just like he'd done so many times over the years.

"Shh, you have to be quiet, love." Brian grunted against your cheek as he withdrew his hips.

Your hands screwed his shirt tightly as Brian fucked you, hard and fast into the wall. You moaned into his hand as he kissed your neck before lightly sinking his teeth into your neck.

You gasped into his hand when the sound of footsteps nearing where you were hiding distracted you for a millisecond. Brian stopped as he shushed you before he carried on slipping his cock back inside you at a much slower pace but equally as hard.

Brian quickly removed his hand and crashed his lips against yours, swallowing your moans as your pussy clenched around his cock.

Not too long after the footsteps disappeared, none the wiser with what you and Brian were doing together.

"Fuck," Brian panted against the top of your head with a smile.

You kissed Brian's sweaty throat, savouring the taste of him as you wrapped your arms tighter around him. "God," You smiled at him. "Now tell me you feel old."

Brian chuckled pulling back from you so he could cup your face. "I don't know, we might need to squeeze a few more shags in before I go on." He grinned cheekily before he pressed his lips against yours.

[mylovelyrog]

Tambourine boy🥰💕

[iwalc]

Surprise- Brian May x Reader

It was late. You sat on the sofa reading a book in front of the fireplace when you zoned out. You started to look around you and saw how beautiful your life had become. You were married to the one and only person you ever loved and together you had built this beautiful, incredible life. 2 years ago, 3 years into your marriage with Brian, you decided to have a child, a token of your love for each other. It was a rough start. There were numerous times where it didn't work at all, other times when you peed on the stick, soon after seeing a positive test, the excitement was immense and when you told Brian he got so excited, all of this to then be broken by the news of miscarriage. It broke the both of you but somehow you still managed to carry on. And for the reward of not giving in you could finally tell Brian once again that you were pregnant, and that time, all went well. In August 1980 you could finally give birth to a bouncing baby girl. It was a strange feeling, suddenly the gravity of your universe shifted and everything revolved around this tiny human, the beautiful Amanda that you and your husband, the love of your life had created and would cherish forever.

You had Brian, your beautiful girl Amanda, you had a beautiful and warm atmosphere you could call home, and there was nothing more that you wanted in life. Until a few months ago.

Your husband had started to secretly give you hints until he finally sat down with you and spat it out.

"Love?" he called silently since Amanda was sleeping, from the living room as you were in the bathroom catching up some laundry. "Yes, gorgeous" you answered just as you accomplished the task at hand. "Could you come here for a minute, there is something I'd like to talk to you about", "Ofc, I'll just wash my hands first". You thought about it as you washed your hands in the warm water. It must be something that's been on his mind for a while since whenever it's something ordinary he just spits it out, out of nowhere. You were curious.

When you walked towards the living room you saw him sitting on the sofa, his elbows resting on his knees, face in his hands. This worried you quite a bit. "Hey, what's up?" you asked as you sat down next to him, your hand automatically landing on his thigh. "I uh, I... There is something that's been on my mind" he started, looking down at his feet signalling his nervousness. "Well, I figured, I've noticed there's been something on your mind lately, but I didn't want to push you into talking with me if you didn't feel ready to." you gently said as you squeezed his tight gently. "I haven't found the right time to tell you and talk to you about it" he continued. "I want to know what's on your mind, love" you answered, really wanting to know. He turned his head to look at you for a moment, his curls falling off his shoulder, a smile tugging at his lips. "Do you want me to just spit it out or with some background information?" he asked chuckling a bit, "Do you think background information will be necessary?" you asked him smiling while adoring his beautiful features. His hazel, soft eyes, his prominent cheekbones, his jawline, his beautiful dark curls framing his gorgeous face. "No, not really. I uhm", "Brian, love, I know you are nervous but it's just me, spit it out", "I want another baby Y/N" he blurted out, waiting worriedly for your reaction, a small smile daring to tug at his lips. You were quite shocked, to be honest, it wasn't what you thought your husband had been thinking so much about. "You know Amanda is growing quickly, she's almost 2 years old now and I uhm, it would be nice to give her some company and" he didn't get to finish his explanation because of you interrupting him with a kiss. Taking him by surprise.

It was a brilliant idea. It made your stomach flutter with butterflies. You pulled back from the passionate kiss, seeing his chocked state made you laugh. He smiled at you, adoration poured into the gaze that reached your face. "I'd love to expand our family and have another child with you!" you squeaked, flying into his arms, which in turn led to chuckles escaping Brian's throat. The sound filled your heart and once again you thought about how perfect your life had become. You were so in love with everything, but most importantly Amanda and Brian.

The way he got so excited. The way his hazel eyes got deeper with adoration and excitement. The way his smile reached his eyes. The way he hugged you, telling you how happy you made him, how in love he was with you and to share his life with you. The way he existed. Your heart ached with love for this man.

And that day, it was set, you were going to try for a new baby. It wasn't always easy, already having a child to take care of, as well as Brians sometimes strange working schedule. However, to you, it was quite obvious it had worked. You were experiencing some symptoms, which reminded you of your first pregnancy: Absent period, hormonal imbalance, tender breasts, bloated, nausea in the mornings. Even Brian noticed some changes:

You had just gotten out of a late-night shower and were just going to change into your pyjama shirt when Brian suddenly commented something you found very strange. "Love, have you been missing your period?" he blurted out. This was something you never ever thought he'd ever think of, never the less keep track off. You turned around to stare at him, "Yes, in fact, I have, why?". "No, I was just thinking, I reckon you told me last month that we had to buy more pads and tampons til' this time, but neither of us has bought any and you have been feeling quite fine compared to how you use to feel when the time of the month comes around." he said like it was nothing, you just starred at him incredulously, at awe of the attention he had paid. "What? Did I say something wrong?" he asked as his face fell. "No, no you didn't. I'm just amazed by the attention you pay to those kinds of things. I wasn't prepared for the question nor the explanation for it." you said and chuckled as you dragged the shirt over your head. Walking to the bed you smiled to yourself, wow, what a man. As you buried yourself under the quilt, snuggling up to Brian who gladly put his arm around you he blurted out another incredulous comment. "I also can't help to notice that your breast has gotten bigger". You laughed at the comment. "I don't know if they're bigger, but tender they definitely are. How do you notice all of these things?" you couldn't help but ask as you looked up at him. "Well, I don't know, I guess I just do. And I've known you for about ten years now, and we've been together for almost eight of those. I would like to say I know you very well" he stated. "Well yes, you definitely do, and I love you for it!" you said as you reached up for a kiss, he chuckled a bit and smiled into the kiss.

Brian didn't ask anything after that, you know he had his suspicions but neither of you wanted to get the hopes up too early, regarding all of the tries before Amanda. However, after emptying your stomach one morning, you decided that it would be time to take a test. Brian couldn't be with you this time since he had work at the studio that had to be done, and since Amanda was spending time with her grandparents, Ruth and Harold, you figured it would be a perfect time. Since Brian wasn't home, nor did he know you were going to take a test, you decided to keep it a secret until you knew the result and decided to take it from there.

You had pregnancy tests laying around in a draw in the bathroom. You took one, peed on it, and while waiting for a result you went to eat some breakfast. Coming back to the bathroom to look at the test, you suddenly became very nervous, you really wanted it to be positive! You would hate to break the news to Brian, telling him that it was negative and that the symptoms had been a result of something else. You took a deep breath and grabbed the test. You slowly turned it around, feeling the nervousness clearly increase. All the fear suddenly washed away, it was positive.

Suddenly you felt all the emotions in the world all at once. Tears started to drip from your eyes as you smiled like crazy. The excitement was a fact which resulted in several exited screams and runs throughout the house. If anyone could see you they'd probably think you'd be crazy. But you didn't care because you were the happiest. You had more than you would ever wish for.

Before taking the test you were thinking about waiting to tell Brian until you've seen a doctor etc but now, there was no way you could make that happen. You tried not to call Brian at the studio to tell him. Instead, you rushed to the phone and decided to call Ruth and Harold.

It felt like it took forever before anyone picked up the phone. "The May household" you heard Harold answer. "Hi Harold, it's Y/N, how are you?", "Hello Dear, I'm fine thank you, how are you?" he asked, he sounded happy, it warmed your heart. You contemplated whether telling them or waiting. Apparently, you had been quiet for too long, "Is everything alright?" he seriously asked. You hesitated a bit, "Yeah, I uhm I think so", "You doesn't sound too sure about that dear, would you like to talk to Ruth?", "That would be nice, thank you, Harold". Harold was a great grandad and a wonderful father in law, however, you had always had a better connection towards Ruth.

You heard Harold calling for Ruth and some muffled noises. "Hello dear!" you heard Ruth's voice cheering through. "Hello Ruth, how are you? And Amanda?" you gently asked, not really levelling with her enthusiasm. "Oh I'm fine dear, thank you for asking. Amanda just ate some soup, so she's full and satisfied" she laughed. "That's great! I hope you're all having a good time and that she's behaving" you chuckled. "Oh dear, don't worry, she's the best!" you chuckled as an answer. "Now, Y/N, will you tell me what's wrong?", "I uhm, I was wondering if I could pick Amanda up a bit earlier than planned? Like today?", it was quiet for some time before she answered. "Oh, well yes of course you can! Is there something wrong?" she asked. "No, I don't think so at least" you chuckled, "I just want her home for tonight when Brians getting home.", "Y/N, I'm sorry but I can see right through you, there is something on your mind.", "Well yes, there are, I just don't know if I want to tell you before I tell Brian.", "Oh" and with this, you knew she understood. "Ok, I think you know by now anyway, I uhm, I'm..... pregnant, and I wanted to" you didn't get to finish your sentence because there was a scream on the other end and it made you laugh. "Oh my heavens, Congratulations!! I am so happy for you two!" she almost screamed. "Don't get too excited Ruth, it's still pretty early" you voiced your fears. "Oh dear, I understand your fear, I really do, but it will be alright in the end, I promise!", at this you got emotional, tears started to stream down your cheeks and you sniffled, "Oh love, It will be alright! We'll pack Amandas things and then we'll be right over, okay?", "Okay" you sniffled, "Thank you Ruth!", "No worries dear!", "Ruth before you begin packing things up, you don't have too, you can have her back tonight or tomorrow if you want.", "That sounds nice if it's alright with you two, but I guess you would appreciate some time alone to talk and everything, so we'll happily come and pick her up tomorrow again!", "That sounds great, I know she loves being with you two! I won't hold you up any longer, see you soon then", "Yes darling, see you soon!"

You took a deep breath. Wow. This was a rollercoaster.

You were so happy and so appreciative for Ruth and Harold. Brian and Harold haven't always been on great terms but the last year things have been amazing between them and both Harold and Ruth have always been amazing towards you. They are great, amazing! And there is no wonder why Brian is so great.

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You were in the bedroom and looking for a specific body that Amanda had, knowing that Brian would know exactly when he saw it, when you heard knock on the front door. You quickly ran downstairs and opened to great your baby and parents in law.

"Hi," you both said at the same time as you opened the door. Ruth walked inside first and greeted you with a big smile, embracing you in a hug only a mother could. "You look great!" she happily said as her hands went to your cheeks, you chuckled a bit "Thanks, I don't feel great" you laughed, hoping not to get further questions. Harold stepped inside and handed you your baby girl, oh you had missed her. "Hi baby," you said in a squealing voice before showering her in kisses, making her laugh. Harold walked up to you, and to your surprise leaned in for a hug, he's not a hugging person normally, you gently hugged him and received a happy congratulations wish. "I'm happy for you both," he said, "Thank you so much, Harold," you said and gave him a joyous smile, just as you also felt tears streaming down. "Oh wow, I'm a mess" you laughed as you brushed the tears off. "No worries dear, I was the same when I was expecting Brian" she laughed and Harold agreed, not pleased with the recall of memories. You all broke down in laughs.

You welcomed them inside and as always they made themselves feel at home as you served some tea and biscuits. Ruth was playing with Amanda on the sofa. "Has she taken her nap today?" you asked as you saw how Amanda started to get cranky and sleepy. "No she hasn't, she was about to fall asleep in the car on our way here but we thought it was better to keep her awake so she could sleep here.", "Maybe we should go take a nap, baby girl," you said as you approached them on the sofa. Suddenly, Harold stood up, "I can take her to nap, if that's ok?" he asked, "Yes of course," you said as you walked and picked Amanda up and handed her to Harold. "I'll be upstairs with the bottle in a minute," you said as you walked to the kitchen to prepare the bottle.

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Amanda was happily asleep upstairs and Ruth and Harold had just left. However, before they left they handed me a little box and you thought that now would be a good time opening it. Inside you could see a yellow shirt, in Amanda's size. When you unfolded the soft material you saw the cutest thing. The shirt had "Promoted Big Sister" embroidered on the front. You chuckled slightly as an idea about how to reveal the news to Brian popped up in your head.

This will be perfect.

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Amanda was seated in her chair as you finished up the rest of the dinner. For the occasion, you had made Brians favourite dinner.

You had been so distracted by the food that you hadn't heard Brian coming home. You only noticed when Amanda squealed when she saw him entering the large kitchen. You turned around and was treated by a sight that could melt your heart a thousand times over. Brians had picked her up and were showing her with hugs and kisses, making the baby girl let out belly laughs. You felt how you were about to cry but quickly turned around again to brush them away.

Brian put Amanda back in her chair for a moment and approached you. Wrapping his arms around your waist, his lips brushed against your neck and kissed your temple. "Hi" you gently voiced. "Hello, love," he said and kept kissing your cheek. "It smells delicious," he said and placed one last kiss on your ear. "It's your favourite," you said and put down the spatula to turn around and greet him properly. "I noticed, what do I owe the pleasure?" he said as you wrapped your hands around his neck, his hands placed on your waist. "nothing special" you lied. "How was your day?" you asked as you leaned in for a hug, hugging his waist, his hands brushing your back. You could smell his cologne, feel his arms tightening around you. "It was okay, nothing special," he said, his voice low. He pulled away from the hug to look at you. One of his hands stroke some hair behind your ear to then cup your cheek. "How was your day? And why's Amanda home, shouldn't she be at my parents?", "They came to visit earlier and I wanted her home, but she's going back tomorrow," you said as you adored his face. He chuckled and leaned down to kiss you. The kiss was like nothing else, your whole body tingled. You felt the excitement again.

The dinner was nothing special. Brian kept complimenting the food, which warmed your heart. Throughout the whole dinner, you just kept adoring the little family you have and the excitement to reveal that one more was on the way kept getting stronger and you were growing impatient.

Amanda played with a rattle toy while you and Brian both cleaned up after the dinner, stealing hugs and kisses here and there.

When the kitchen was done cleaning you honestly felt exhausted, and Brian, being the wonderful husband he is, sensed that. He walked up to you and kissed your forehead as he hugged you. "You go sit down and relax and I'll take care of Manda" he said and kissed you again. "Thank you" you whispered.

Brian kissed you once more and walked excitedly towards Amanda, "Come here baby girl, it's time for jammies" he said as he picked her up and threw her up in the air, making her laugh once again. You felt at peace and happy as you saw them giggling, making their way down to the nursery.

It was getting quite late. You sat down on the sofa reading a book in front of the fireplace when you zoned out. You started to look around you and saw how beautiful your life had become. You were married to the one and only person you ever loved and together you had built this beautiful incredible life. And the excitement for the news Brian is left to find out is very much evident.

You couldn't focus on reading the book, you just sat there biting you lip slightly and listening to what was happening in the nursery. You heard Brian talk to Manda and her giggles. Until it all stopped.

Silent took over the house, the only thing you could hear was Mandas joller and the fire in the fireplace.

"Love?" Brian called for you. You didn't answer, you wanted to see his reaction without you interfering to early. "Y/N" he almost shouted. Silence took over again.

Apparently, he grabbed Amanda and the shirt he had discovered and worked to the living room. "What is this?" he said, trying to hide his excitement if it weren't true. "It's a new shirt I bought for Manda" you chuckled. He looked so confused. His eyes went from looking on Amanda, to the shirt, to you. "What?" he blurted out, confusion written all over him. You rose up from the sofa and approached him. He had put Amanda down on the floor as he inspected the shirt.

You walked towards him and when there was almost no space between you he looked up at you, studied your expression. You smiled and took the shirt out of his hands and folded it and put it on the table. You walked up to him again and smiled. He tilted his head a bit, once again showing his confusion. You took his hands and brought them up to kiss them and then placed them gently on your lower stomach to get the message through. He caught on immediately. His eyes widened and he let out a breath. "Ooh my lord" he breathed as he adjusted his hands slightly, his gaze fixated on your belly. You chuckled and once again felt tears forming in your eyes. "I'm pregnant, Brian" you said smiling as the tears ran down your cheeks. He looked up at you and a smile spread across his face, "Really?" he asked as he looked at you. "Yes, I took three tests and all of them was positive".

Brian moved his hands and embraced you in a loving, comforting hug. His head was placed in the curve of your neck, his hands wrapped around you, your hands on his back, feeling his warmth, feeling the soft curls against your cheek. What you discovered next melted your heart. You heard sniffles coming from Brian.

You broke the embrace and looked at him, your hands holding his cheeks, your thumbs brushing away the tears, as more tears streamed from your eyes. You both were crying out of happiness, and soon enough you were both laughing. Brian held your waist, "Oh boy I love you!" he said as he laughed and kissed you. "I love you more" you gently said, looking into his hazel eyes. "Thank you" he then said as a wave of more tears streamed down his rosy cheeks. He leaned his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes. "I.. I don't even know what to say. I love you so much and there is no other I'd want to share my life with. You make me happy, you're keeping me on track, you are my universe. I love you so much and I am so grateful for you! You have given me the best gift of live already once, and now again. I... I'm speechless. I love you so much! And I am so excited" he laughed. "I am so excited. Im so excited for all that the future has to bring us. To see Amanda grow up, to see this little bean grow" he placed his hands on your stomach, "I love you, so much!" he started to cry again. This hit you hard. How did you end up with this fantastic man? If only you could show him how much you meant to him so he could really understand.

"Baby, I love you! So much! And I am so happy. I have more than I could ever have asked for. I have a wonderful husband, who's also my best friend. You cheer me up when I'm down, you comfort me when I'm sad, you laugh with me when I'm happy. I am so glad and grateful that I get to share my life with you too. I love you so much it hurts!" you said and kissed his swollen, red lips to then hug him tight.

You were so excited for what the future would bring. You would never want to do this with anyone else. This was perfect.

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I hope you liked this one! I surely do! If you guys want maybe I could build this story further, maybe to follow them throughout the pregnancy or something? Let me know what you think!

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How could you not simp over Roger Taylor!!?? I meaaaaan...

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Let's Leave

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Pairing Roger Taylor Brian May

Warnings 🔞 samesex

A/N Brian's POV

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Birthday stories

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[rossmccallsqueen]

Fluffy height difference hcs with tall boi Brian May, please?

I love this idea bc I am short as HECK

Being short is kind of one of the worst things ever, and you were constantly reminded of it

You could never reach things on the top shelf or things in the kitchen

“BRIAN”

“WHAT”

“I can’t reach the cereal I want. Why did you put it up there?”

You can hear him groan from the other room because he was in the middle of writing a song

“Sorry love, I must have been tired.”

You huff and stick your tongue out at him once he hands you the cereal

And the weekly trips to the grocery store were always fun

Especially when Brian came with you

The things you needed were always on the top shelf!! Why do stores do this!!

“Babe I need that soap that’s up there”

“What, you can’t reach it?” He was smiling that sly smile he always had

And he had his hands on his hips while he was looking at you like he was trying to sass you 😂❤️

“Please just get it for me Brian!! You know I don’t like being short”

“No”

“What do you mean no???” 😂😂

“I have another idea”

And he walks towards you and you get a little afraid

Brian’s ideas always get you a little worried because they aren’t always necessarily good ones

I mean he was a rockstar his ideas always concerned you let’s be real 😂

And he bent down and started to lift you iN THE MIDDLE OF THE STORE

“BRIAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING”

“I’m lifting you up! You’re gonna get it!”

“BRIAN PUT ME DOWN”

“NO!”

And he continued to lift you up anyway 😂❤️

He was also surprisingly very strong???

Like you had no idea that he was that strong, you were gonna have to start asking him if he worked out when you weren’t around

In the end though you did get the soap that you needed

And thankfully Brian put you back on the ground and you breathed a sigh of relief

“Wasn’t that fun?”

“Slightly terrifying, but sure it was fun?”

“Did you like being tall?” You just looked at him, smacking his arm lightly

“I’m still short”

“But I’ll always make you tall whenever you want to be okay?” HE was looking down and smiling at you 😭❤️

He always liked to joke about you being short but you knew that he would always help you if you needed it

For the rest of the trip at the store he held your hand too, just to make you feel a little better after lifting you up

“How about we go take some cute pictures and get you some coffee?”

“How’d you know that’s what I wanted?”

“Cause I’m so tall, I’m more connected ya know?”

“BRIAN HAROLD MAY THAT ISNT FUNNY”

It was just one of those days

But with you and Brian you honestly wouldn’t have it any other way ❤️

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Masterlist Masterpost

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Idols

Summary: you bring your little boy to meet his idols after a concert and you meet Roger for the first time.

August 28th 1976

Warnings: Angst?? 😅

Your POV

I couldn't believe that this was finally happening. Daniel my son was finally going to meet Queen. He is only 4 years old and practically only watches queen concerts and listen to queen records. He just knows who they are.

I had managed to buy 2 backstage tickets for one of their shows and I swear I was most excited for Daniel than he is. I had brought my camera because I desperately needed a photo with him and the members go hang up in his room.

Daniel has brought along his drumstick that his dad had bought him so he could play along too the music during the concert. This little kid had the time of his life air drumming.

We walked passed security after showing them our backstage passes and they showed us the way to get to wherever we were going to meet them.

"Oh! Are you y/n and Daniel?" A man asked as he walked towards us.

"Yes, we are!"

"Great! You can follow me and I'll take you to meet the boys. I'm Richard by the way nice to meet you" He put out his hand and I shook it and then gave a high five too Daniel before we could follow him down a long corridor.

There was a bunch of girls around. Probably groupies. Hope they weren't going to be in the room while we were going in there cause that would scar my son for life.

Richard knocked on a door and then opened it peeking in first before speaking "is alright if I bring your guests in?" There was nothing to be heard and I instantly thought they were going to kick us out until Richard opened the door allowing us in "boys this is y/n and her son who is apparently a big fan, Daniel"

"Hello! It's nice to meet you, darling," Freddie said kissing my cheek which surprised me "and this is Daniel?"

"It is. Daniel look- who is that?" I pointed towards Freddie and he stared at him before a huge smile could form on his face.

"Freddie Murray!" He exclaimed when he finally noticed who it was. I let out a laugh at the fact he couldn't say his last name and how excited he got in just a second.

"Can I hold him?" Freddie asks me

"Daniel, do you wanna go to Freddie?" You asked him and he instantly reached out leaving my arms something he never does to anyone.

"Hi I'm Brian," Brian said shaking my hand with a smile "and that's John and Roger"

I noticed Roger completely zoned out just staring at me with his mouth slightly opened and John came up and shook my hand after Brian introduced me.

"Hi I'm Roger it's nice to meet you," I heard from behind which made me jump a little "sorry! I didn't mean to scare you. Your y/n?"

"That's my name. It's good too finally meet you" I shook his hand. His eyes never left me and I took the chance to notice how beautiful his eyes were. It was like looking through the glass and seeing the blue ocean "do you mind if I take a picture? It's something I want to hang up in his room," I said snapping out off my thoughts and turning back towards a happy looking Daniel.

"Come on boys get in the shot!" Freddie said and the boys followed his orders as I pulled out the camera from my handbag and holding it up.

I took the photo which let out a bright flash and then thanked them and put the camera back in my purse. It was all I needed to keep Daniel memory alive with me.

"Would you like a seat?" Roger asks as he gestured towards a two-seated couch

"I wouldn't mind. Thank you" I took a seat on the couch and watched the other boys do the same and Freddie resting Daniel on his lap.

Roger sat next to me putting an arm around me and crossing his legs. He just made a move on me. Very smooth.

"How long has he been a fan?" Brian asked.

"For as long as I could remember. When my husband brought your guy's first album, Daniel would have been around 5 months at the time. The song when the night comes down was the only thing that would put him to sleep. As he got older he would only ever ask to watch recorded concerts or interviews and it's the only thing that makes him happy"

"You're Married?" Roger asks making me look at him who now kinda had a sad-looking face.

"Used too. He died about a year ago," I said sadly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry I didn't mean too-"

"No!" I said cutting off Roger "it's alright. Don't apologise" He flashed me a small but sympathetic smile.

"Daniel is the only thing that I have of memory of him but that won't last very long," I said almost on the verge of tears while staring at Daniel, Freddie and Brian who were bonding. John was out of the room somewhere who knows where "Daniel got diagnosed with Leukaemia 6 months ago. I don't understand he is such a happy boy, I mean look at him

Roger turned his head and looked towards Daniel "he is very happy- oh no please don't cry!" He whispered, trying not to bring any unnecessary attention towards me.

"I'm just happy that he got to meet the four off you. That's all he has ever wanted"

"Is he going to be alright?" He asks

"Doctors say because he is young things can happen so fast that it could be soon that any moment he could be taken away from me," a single tear rolled down my cheek.

I felt Roger's thumb wipe it off my cheek making me look at him with surprise "sorry I couldn't help myself"

"It's alright. Probably better if no one else saw," I chuckled and looked down "I wish his father was still here. That way he would be happy and didn't have to live a one-bedroom apartment of having a mother who can't financially support him"

I have no idea why I was telling my whole life story to Roger it was just spilling out. I felt like I could trust him from the moment I laid eyes on him. Who knows why.

"You can't financially support Daniel?"

"Before my husband died. We were almost on the verge of a divorce because I found out he had a secret girlfriend who he two kids with. Well, he kicked me out and took all my money and sent me away with nothing. When he died he left Daniel nothing everything went to his other kids which broke my heart yet I still loved him. Even though he treated us wrong. And I'm sure Daniel does too because he is still convinced that his Daddy is going to come home. I don't have the heart to tell him that it is never going to happy.

He had a tight grip and calloused fingers which slighting grazed upon my skin. It felt kinda nice, to be honest.

"I don't think I want you to understand what it feels like- I'm sorry I came here for Daniel to be happy yet I'm talking about my problems with a famous person," I scoffed

"Hey, talking about it may be a good thing you know. Besides I could listen to you talk for years- I mean I could listen too you talk for as long as you want" his cheeks started forming a shade of red making me giggle a bit. Seriously what was happening? "You know what. We're going to be London for a few more days why don't we go out for a coffee?"

"Like a date?"

"Only if you want it to be," he said with a smirk.

"A date it is then. Do you want my number?" He immediately handed me a pen that magically just came out off his shirt pocket and took a napkin from the coffee table and handed it to me. I quickly scribble down my number and my name and passed it back to him "call me and we can figure out a time- speaking of time we should be heading off because Daniel is going to get cranky if he stays up any longer"

I stood up and fixed my dress as Roger stood up as well. I walked over to the other boys and struggled a bit to get Daniel away from them but it worked once I bribed him with sweets. Always seems to do the trick.

"Thank you, boys, so much. This means so much to both of us- and your concert was amazing by the way!" I said as I pick up Daniel on the floor and hold him on my hip.

"It was very nice too meet the both of you. Daniel is such a Darling. And thank you for coming along," Freddie said.

We said our goodbyes to the three boys remaining in the room and then we headed off back home.

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two years later (1978)

It's almost been two years since I have met Roger and we hit it off quite well. The day after I gave him my number he called and we went out for coffee. After that, we started seeing each other a lot and now we were officially together and it's been great.

Roger made me move into his apartment which consisted off 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. Daniel was loving his new bed but I hard time being away from him but Roger has always comforted me and made sure I was alright.

I guess you could say that Roger has been a father towards Daniel ever since we got together. They always do things together and it's almost like a new father and son bond.

I have left Daniel at the hospital where he was getting his treatment done. Sadly they wouldn't let me stay so they made me come home and will give me a ring 20 minutes before he is finished.

I opened the door of the apartment and the first thing I see is Roger sitting on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table scrolling through the different

"aren't you meant to be at the studio?" I ask as I put my handbag down and taking off my coat.

"I have a break so I decided to come home and say hello. Where Daniel?" I kissed him on the lips as I sit down next to him; putting my feet up towards one side.

"Remember he has his treatment today. Before you ask the doctors didn't let me stay and said they'll call me 20 minutes before he could finish," I said while he wrapped his arm around me holding me in his embrace.

"That leaves some time doesn't it?"

"For?" I ask dragging out the 'or'

In a swift movement, he managed to get me on my back so that he could get on top of me. Out of habit, I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You, my love need a stress reliever" he started kissing down from my cheek to my neck and continue his way down to my cleavage "and I'm going to give it too you"

"Thank god I'm wearing a dress hm?" I ran my fingers through his hair as he grazed his lips over my neck making a little sigh slip out my mouth. I missed his long hair, kinda wish he never cut it but he did it with Daniel when the cut his hair, so I guess it's kinda worth it.

"Makes my job a lot easier," he mumbled against my skin as his fingers trailed up under my dress.

"Roger stops that tickles," I giggle at the feeling of his fingers on my inner thighs which is my ticklish spot which makes everything more difficult for him "NO! STOP IT!" I cried out trying to stop his hand from above my dress.

He kept trying to tickle me which sent me into a fit of laughers and weird movements like kicking my feet and using my hands to push him off me but he was also having the time of his life since he was laughing too.

I grabbed his face and pulled his lips onto mine which instantly made him stop tickling me and bring his hand to my face "you are so Adorable when you laugh," he said

"Making me laugh is for another time but-" I grabbed his either side of his collar and brought him down so that our lips were only a breath away "I'm in the mood for something else"

Roger bit his lip as our eyes met contact and I couldn't instantly see that his eyes were filling up with lust "And that's why I love you," He whispered as he brought his lips onto mine. 

"Why do you taste like chocolate?" I asked with a giggle 

"I ate the cookies we made with Daniel- They are really good by the way" 

"You're going to make an amazing father one day you know?" I ask caressing his cheek while looking down at his lip "Especially since Daniel sees you as his father" 

"I see him as my son. He may not be biologically mine, but I love him like he is my own. He is almost like an idol to me, such a happy boy but is going through such a rough time. I only wanna be that Father figure that remains to keep him happy" 

"I love you Roger and so does Daniel and we are honestly so grateful you're in our life-" I was cut off with the phone ringing. Already? They finished his treatment quite quick. I picked up the phone which rested on the table next to the lamp and put it to my ear "Hello?" 

"Hi is this Daniel's mother, y/n?" A man voice asked from the other side. 

"Yes, It is. Is he almost done with his treatment? Can I come back to the hospital soon?" I ask now sitting up, coming out off Roger's hold against me. 

"I have some news would you like to know over the phone or would you like to come over to-" 

"Tell me now!" I cut him off using quite an aggressive voice you could say. 

"Daniel didn't make it through his treatment. We tried everything we can to save him but we didn't have enough time. I'm so sorry" My heart instantly dropped. My whole body started shaking and I could see Roger's face turn to instant concern "If you'd like to talk about funeral arrangements the hospital has the funding all other control we just need your input on any specific details but please for now take a few hours before coming back to the hospital. We have everything under control" 

"Thank you," I said very shaky as I hung up the phone. I looked at Roger and he looked like he was waiting for an answer "He's gone" His face dropped "My baby's gone, Roger!" I fell into his embrace and burst out into tears. 

His arms went straight around me and I felt his grip tighten on my dress, scrunching it up a bit. And for the first time, I heard him cry like actually cry. It seemed weird but it broke my heart even more too see him in such a state but I really couldn't care less right now because I just lost the biggest part off my life. 

***

Who knew that I would ever be standing at my sons own funeral in a full black outfit along with Roger by my side holding onto my hand tightly with his sunglasses on to cover his eyes from the last few nights from when I caught him crying in Daniel's room. 

Roger was taking this harder then I was. All I knew was that I wanted to keep Daniel alive by always being happy just for him and always know he is watching me with a big smile from up above with his father that he finally got to meet again. 

Just before they were going to lower down the coffin into the ground Roger put one of Daniel's drumsticks that he used at the concert at where Roger and I first met and I put a simple photo frame of a picture of Roger, Daniel and I at the beach with big smiles. 

"Mummy always loves you" I kissed my hand and then touch Daniel's photo before hugging onto Roger as they lowered down the coffin very slowly. 

A/N: Oh damn this was sad to write so I hope you liked it!!

[warren-lauren]

Lessons in love... 80′sProfessor!Brian May x Student!reader pt1

WARNINGS: swearing, student/teacher relationship, age gap

>Part 2>

Starting the school year by being late on your first day was not how you wanted to start, but alas, here you were already in the bad books with your; let's not lie, gorgeous, professor. After three years of having classes in the same rooms, or near one another, you were taken off guard when you discovered at the last minute your 'Physics' class was at the other end of the building. It required you to run, and fast.

'If you can't be here on time, then don't be here at all.'

Professor May did all he could to ignore you, only ever picking you out of the crowd to humiliate you (which you strangely enjoyed) and to try and catch you out with trick questions. It had been a hard three months but you'd made it to December which meant half of the month you were technically allowed to be drunk.

You stared up at the man in front of you with an open mouth, unable to believe what you were seeing. In a tight black tank top and tight jeans, a couple of necklaces around his neck and a few rings adoring his fingers with his dark curls unruly, looking even more gorgeous than when he's stood up at the front of class, was Professor Brian May.

When your flat mate dragged you out one night before you welcomed the new year in, you were reluctant. You rather be studying, if you were being honest, but your friend wasn't having your excuses and dragged you out behind her.

Then when you saw who was playing guitar and singing backup vocals in the band playing in the bar you were taken to, you were even more reluctant. And perhaps a little horny.

Your friends hadn't a clue who he was, having never seen Professor May so they just thought he was the sexy guitarist. I mean, he was but he was Professor May.

"I need a drink!" You called out to your friend as the band finished.

Your friends answered back with something about talking to the band. That was the last thing on your mind, talking to your sexy Physics teacher after drinking alcohol and having stared at him all night.

"So, you rather be studying tonight?" You let out a startled gasp, looking over your shoulder. "Hello, Miss Y/L/N," Professor May smirked at you as he leaned on the bar beside you.

"H-Hello, Professor May," You whispered, finding yourself nervous as you looked up at him.

He let out a little chuckle before turning to catch the bar tenders attention. "I think you can call me, Brian, just this once, Y/N."

Your breath caught in your throat, hearing your name leave his mouth. You'd never heard him say your name before, it was always 'Miss Y/L/N'. "But, sir-"

"I won't tell, if you don't." He sent you a playful wink before ordering the two of you a drink. "Your friends were saying they had to drag you out, away from your books."

You nodded with a gulp, looking away from him and down to the drink now in your hand. "Much rather be at home right now." You sighed.

"Sorry to be such a bore," Brian chuckled.

You shook your head panicking. "Oh, no, I didn't mean-"

"It's fine, love, I was only teasing," He winked at you making you blush. "I didn't take you as someone who'd choose my boring lectures over boys and drinking." He chuckled.

You frowned, "Believe it or not, Brian, but I take my studies seriously." You turned away from him.

Brian let out a heavy sigh, stepping a little closer to you. "Yes, I can see that from your grades, Y/N."

Your frown stayed on your face as you looked back to him. "So why are you so mean to me, then?" You pouted.

Brian smirked, rather enjoying the way you were behaving. "I'm not mean, love," He licked his lips and leaned in closer to you, pressing his lips against your ear. "I'm hard." He whispered.

You gasped, taking a step back from him. He was smirking at you, his eyes filled with something new.

"I should be getting back to my friends." You spun around quickly, needing to get away from your seriously hot professor. You took a step forwards to rejoin friends but stopped, not seeing them anywhere. "Oh-"

Brian took a hold of your hand and began to lead you through the crowded bar as if he wasn't your pysics professor and you'd known each other all your lives. "C'mon, we'll ask Fred where they went."

You held your breath the whole time your hand was enclosed in Brian's. It should have felt wrong, but it didn't. It felt almost, exciting.

"Freddie," Brian called out as he walked up to his friend whom was surrounded by people.

Freddie turned his attention to Brian, briefly glancing to you. "And what can I do for you, darlin'?" He smiled brightly.

Brian smiled back at him, "Don't suppose you know where Y/N's friends have gone, do you?" He asked and looked down to you with a slight smile.

You felt your face heat up under his gaze, quickly moving your gaze down to your feet. It was just the alcohol.

Freddie looked at you once again, thinking for a moment before he nodded, "Yes, darlin'. I'm afraid they left, said you wouldn't mind because you'll be leaving for home soon." He gave you a slight sadened look.

You nodded, pulling your hand out if Brian's grip and pulled your small jacket tighter around yourself. "Oh, sure, right... I was, going to get off, so," You gave Freddie something of a smile before you excused your self. "I'll, see you later then." You gave Brian a curt nod before you left, quickly and embarrassed.

Brian's brows knitted together as he watched you wonder off, alone.

"Who was that, Bri?" Freddie asked as he stood by his friends side.

"Oh, hm, someone... Unexpected." He let out a soft sigh turning to his friend. "I'm gonna get off, Fred. Speak to you later." He said as he began to leave, not giving his friend chance to speak.

Your whole body shivered as you stood outside the pub, searching in your bag for your keys the best you could in the little to no light. Fuck, Lucy had them. You could cry. All you wanted was to go home and get into bed-

"Y/N?"

You looked up at the sound of that familiar and oddly calming voice. "Oh, Prof- Brian," You gave him a shy smile.

Brian let out a soft chuckle as he walked up to you, the door behind him shutting and leaving the two of you in near silence, the soft hum of the music from inside the pub the only thing you could hear.

"Everything okay, love?"

You nodded, glancing down to your bag before you let out a heavy sigh. "Actually, no, it's not." You frowned, "I have no bloody house keys thanks to my mate buggering off." You pouted with a little huff.

The corner of Brian's mouth quirked up, he really did like you this way, all sad and pouty, like you were begging to be taken care of. "Ah. I see." He nodded, slipping his hands into his pockets and took a quick look around. It was just the two of you. "Well, how I see it, you've got two options. One, go home and wait on the doorstep until your flat mate gets home."

You frowned up at him. "Like a cat, I don't think so." You scoffed making him smile. "What's option two?"

Brian let out a soft sigh and ran a hand over the back of his neck. "You, hmm, come back to mine until the morning."

You stared up at him, your Physics professor, with wide eyes. He couldn't be serious? "Oh, I-" You had no other option. "You won't get into trouble, will you?" You asked, looking up at him with big innocent eyes taking Brian by surprise.

He hadn't expected you to be worried about him getting into trouble. "Uh, no, love, I won't. We're not doing anything wrong, are we?" He smiled softly at you, making you blush once more. "C'mon, my car is just round the corner." He began to lead the way, not waiting for you to decide whether it was a good idea or not.

He wasn't being rude, he just needed to get some distance from you before he spent longer than a couple of hours with you in a small space.

The car ride to Brian's was filled with silence and the radio playing quietly. Brian noticed you were staring up at the night sky, softly muttering to yourself as you moved your head every now and then, and the tip of your index finger drew patterns on your bare legs. What were you doing?

"It's not much," Brian shrugged as he shut the front door behind the two of you.

You smiled to yourself as you looked across the large living space that was probably the same size of your flat your shared with Lucy. "If this isn't much then my flat is a shoe box." You let out a soft giggle turning back round to face Brian.

Brian let out a small chuckle, "Ah, student life." He sent you a wink before he walked off in front of you, thankfully missing the way you blushed and looked away. "Unfortunately, I only have one bedroom," He sighed as he walked over to one of the two doors on the right, "But, the sofa is actually very comfortable and I often fall asleep on the bloody thing anyway so, for tonight, my bed, is yours." He smiled at you as he pushed the bedroom door open for you.

"Oh," Was all you could manage as you walked into the room first.

You weren't surprised at all when you walked in. It was very him. The furniture was all dark colours, grown up, neatly kept, there was no clutter - everything had its place. You smiled as your eyes landed on a couple of books about space and other sciences, and there was a telescope set up too.

"Would you like something to sleep in?" Brian asked.

"Oh, hmm," You glanced down to your tight dress and nodded. "Please."

Brian smiled and pointed over to the wardrobe. "Help yourself to what like. I don't know what you girls like to sleep in so," He let out a nervous chuckle and turned to the bedroom door. "I'll just be, hmm, out here."

You nodded, waiting until Brian had left and shut the bedroom door before letting out the breath you'd been holding. This was insane. You kicked your heels off and moved over to the wardrobe, pulling it open to have a look at what you could put on.

You pulled out a plain white shirt that looked like it could be a nightie on you. You decided not to have a look for any bottoms knowing they wouldn't fit you. Professor May was a tall man, 6ft something definitely, his legs went on forever.

Once you had your dress pulled off, you took your bra off, hating to sleep in the thing and then slipped the shirt on. The thing came to your thighs, covering everything it needed to once you had it buttoned up. You grabbed a hair tie from your bag and tied your hair back, it really caring how it looked before you made a move for the bedroom door. You were nervous, Brian was going to have to see you like this.

"Hmm, Brian?" You Called our into the living room once you stepped out.

"Just a minute," He answered before stepping out of another door on the opposite side of the room. His eyes widened a little, "Oh, I- Yeah?" He cleared his throat.

You blushed as you looked down at your bare feet. "Am I okay to use the bathroom? Just, need to wash my face and, hmm, what have you."

Brian gulped, nodding. "That door there." He pointed to the door a little further down from you. "Towels and what have you, in the, hmm, cupboard, in... There... Hmm..." He turned back to the door he'd just come out of before looking back to you as you slowly made your way to the bathroom. "Would you like a drink? I've just put the kettle on."

You nodded, "Tea please, sir." You answered without thinking, opening and closing the door without looking back.

Brian walked into the kitchen as he let out a deep breath, closing his eyes. Fuck.

By the time you had washed off your make-up and calmed your nerves, Brian had made a cup of tea for the two of you and placed it on the coffee table. He was sat on the sofa when you emerged from the bathroom. His right leg was thrown over his left, his arms resting on the back of the sofa with his head back.

He sat up once you stepped back into the living room. "Hmm, wasn't sure if you took sugar so," He pushed the sugar and tea towards you on the coffee table.

"Oh," You nodded with a slight smile, moving over to sit beside him. "Thank you."

Brian shook his head with a soft smile. "It's fine."

You shook your head as you picked your mug up and stood from the sofa. "I'll leave you to-"

"Stay." Brian cleared his throat as he sat up . "I mean, you can stay out here, until you've finished." He blushed a little looking away from you.

"Oh," You nodded. "Okay." You smiled shyly as you sat back down beside him.

Silence settled between the pair of you as you sipped your tea. It wasn't as awkward as you expected it to be, must have been the alcohol.

"Do you hate me?"

Brian looked up to you, surprised by your question. "Why would you think I hate you?" He frowned, turning on the sofa so he could look at you.

You shrugged, pouting into your cup. "I don't know, you just, always seem to be mean to me. Nothing I do seems to be good enough for you. I try my hardest, that's why I didn't even want to go out tonight. I really want to do good, for you." You let out a heavy sigh.

For him? Brian's mouth slowly curled into a smile. He reached forwards and placed his tea back on to the coffee table, letting out a slow exhale. "Y/N, you're one of the most brightest people I have ever met. You have nothing to worry about. You shouldn't feel like you can't go out and enjoy yourself every now and then." He smiled, "I'm sorry if I've made you feel like you're not doing good enough, but, I only push you to be better, because I know you can."

You looked up to meet his gaze with a soft blush, your lips curling into your own smile. "Really? You don't hate me?"

Brian let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head causing his curls to bounce. "Certainly not, love." He smiled, "Quite the opposite."

You blushed even more. "Oh," You gulped looking down to your tea. "Well, what it's worth, I quite the opposite you too." You giggled.

Brian grinned with a nod. "Glad to hear it." He let out a heavy sigh as he glanced to the clock on the wall before looking to his tea on the coffee table. "Well, I don't know about you but I certainly won't be going to bed any time soon. Want something a little stronger to drink?" He asked with a soft smile.

You looked down at your half drank tea, biting your bottom lip as you looked up to his hazel eyes. "As long as you answer all my questions about you being in a band." You grinned at him, giggling as he let out an embarrassed groan.

"Okay, deal."

[mylovelyrog]

Freddie and Roger in the 70s💖