#FMW2022

[a-froger-epic]

🎊 Freddie Mercury Weekend 2022 🎊

❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜

❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜

ABOUT THE EVENT

Once again, t’s time to shine a light on the man himself, Freddie Mercury! YOUR creative contributions are wanted! You can write, draw, edit, record, even cross-stitch. 😉 Any ship, any genre, any way you like, so long as it’s about Freddie. Everyone is welcome, there is no wrong way to be a fan! (Except maybe strangling him with his own scarf. That’s pretty weird. Don’t do that.)

WHEN? On the 3rd, 4th and 5th of June.

HOW? On the above dates (or after!), post your contributions to the AO3 collection or on Tumblr, tagged ‘#fmw2022’ or/and ‘#freddie mercury weekend 2022’. If you post on Tumblr, please also tag @a-froger-epic or @freddie-mercury-rising to make sure you get a reblog!

❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜

THE PROMPTS

The prompts are here to inspire, there is no wrong way to write them! Change them around, mix them up, ignore them, make of them whatever you want! 😊

3rd of June - 400-800 word challenge!

No time to write? First time writer just testing the waters? No need for an epic, just write a scene! Surely you’ll find time for 500 words! Each of these mini-prompts is a separate prompt, but you can combine them!

 Kitten 😺  |   Crush 💕  |   Panic 😱  |   Letter 💌

Telephone ☎️  |   Trapped 🧱  |   Terminal 😔  |   Tour bus 🚌 

Boarding school 🏫  |   Knickers 🩲  |   Flying 🍃 |   Microphone 🎤 

Cooking 👨‍🍳  |  Heartbreak 💔  |   Baby-sitting 👶🏼  |  Ballet slippers 🩰 

First time 😳  |  Eyeliner 👁️  |   Bruise 😢  |   Petals 🌸 

4th of June - Is This The Real Life? 

A list of real event prompts from Freddie’s life. How real you want to keep them is entirely up to you!

1964 - That time a violent revolution in Zanzibar caused Freddie’s family to flee the country.

1970 - That time Freddie’s idol, Jimi Hendrix, tragically passed away. Roger and Freddie closed their stall early. Later at rehearsals, Queen played Hendrix songs as a tribute.

mid-1970s - That time Ratty and Freddie almost died in a car crash, but things turned out unexpectedly hilarious.

1982 - That time Bill Reid was a dangerous, abusive, violent drunk during the Hot Space US tour and Freddie’s bodyguard went on to tell the tale. 

1985 - That time Freddie would not stop calling Jim in the wee hours of the morning. 

1991 - That time Freddie prepared letters/gifts for those he would leave behind. (Was Elton’s gift the only one?)

Or, let these quotes inspire you! ➡️

“Oh, I was not made for heaven. No, I don't want to go to heaven. Hell is much better. Think of all the interesting people you're going to meet down there!”

“I like to be surrounded by splendid things.”

“I can't cook, and I'd be a terrible housewife.”

“I am loved by thousands, but I feel like the loneliest man in the world.”

“Excess is part of my nature. Dullness is a disease.”

“It destroys the soul to hear that you're all hype, that you have no talent, and that your whole career has been contrived.”

“The bigger the better; in everything.”

“I think I'm sort of a chameleon. I change and I have moods, and I think it's a combination of a lot of characters that make up a person anyway. I think over and above I'm a person of extremes. I can be very soft, but that makes me that much more tenacious.”

5th of June - Is It Just Fantasy?

A list of AU prompts to spark your imagination. Going for the classics this time around, but feel free to change them up however you like!

Soulmate AU… in a society which no longer believes in such scientifically unsupported hogwash as soulmates, and yet… 

Fairytale/Fantasy AU… Freddie isn’t exactly the dragon-slaying warrior prince he is expected to be, as a firstborn male heir to the kingdom. But perhaps the dragon he is expected to slay is no ordinary dragon…

High School AU… School sucks. Most days, Freddie would rather be anywhere else. That is, until a new student joins the class…

Modern Day AU… Who is Freddie Mercury in 2022? A jaded artist, like too many others who tried and failed? A social media celebrity? A primary school music teacher? A contestant on RuPaul’s Drag Race?! (We have no idea, you tell us!)

Horror AU… But who is the monster? And who is the villain? Are the two one and the same? 

Or, let these incorrect quotes inspire you! ➡️

“I’d like to offer you moral support, but I have questionable morals, my dear.”

“I’m a fool, darling, but I’m not an idiot.”

“I regret getting dragged into this heterosexual tomfoolery.”

“I am not a whore! But if I were, I’d be the classy kind that gets flown to Dubai to stay in an underwater hotel.”

“My life isn't as glamorous as my wanted poster makes it look.”

“I tried to write ‘I'm a functional adult’ but my phone changed it to ‘fictional adult’ and I do feel that is more accurate.”

“What happens in Barcelona stays in Barcelona, darling.”

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t walk out that door.”

❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜

RULES & FAQ

⛔ Strictly No Hate ⛔

This is the NUMBER ONE RULE of the event, to ensure that everybody feels safe. No rudeness, provocations or hate aimed at creators or other commenters will be permitted, not on AO3 nor Tumblr.

Please ensure that you EITHER have comment moderation turned on OR anon comments switched off. If you choose to ignore this rule, your work may be removed from the collection.

If you receive a comment or ask that distresses you:

Do not engage. (You can take a screenshot as proof.)

Delete it. No ifs, no buts. Just delete it. (Don’t hesitate to block anon hate on Tumblr.)

Alert @a-froger-epic or @freddie-mercury-rising, all questions are answered and everything runs smoothly. We are here to actively support you. We’ve got your back, and we will gladly talk to you and help you feel better.

But what if one of the works has upset me?

Can the thing that upset you be tagged, but it wasn’t? Then please inform @a-froger-epic or @freddie-mercury-rising, we will bring it to the creator’s attention.

Was the thing that upset you already tagged? Or is it perhaps simply the characterisation you find disagreeable? Then we suggest you click on the ‘back’ button, take a deep breath and remind yourself it’s just fanfic.

Who can participate?

Anyone who is inspired by Freddie Mercury in any way shape or form. This event is OPEN TO ALL.

Can I combine prompts from different days?

By all means, use the prompts however you like. Go crazy!

I’m not sure where my creation fits in, what day do I post it? 

The days, like the prompts, are only suggestions. We don’t mind when you post it, as long as you post it! Even if it’s two weeks late! 

Help, I’ve never posted fic before! 

Don’t worry, we’ve got you! We are happy to walk you through the process of setting up an account, just DM @a-froger-epic or @freddie-mercury-rising.

I’m still too nervous to participate!

You can post anonymously to the collection. You can disable comments entirely and just collect the kudos. You can close anon asks on Tumblr temporarily. But most importantly, we are here for you and we want you here!

❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜

“I love the fact that I make people happy, in any form. Even if it’s just half an hour of their lives, in any way that I can make them feel lucky or make them feel good, or bring a smile to a sour face, that to me is worthwhile.”

- Freddie Mercury

[dont-rain-on-my-barricade]

This is my little contribution for Freddie weekend. Also, hands are hard. @freddie-mercury-rising

[warriorteam1924]

The daffodils look lovely today

Freddie Mercury x Jim Hutton

Author’s note : Hello my beauties. This piece is very special because it is for a special event. This is for Freddie Mercury weekend 22, hopefully fitting the prompt ‘petals’ I’m not tagging the host cause i don’t expect a mere reblog just because or to have visibility. I want to express my love for Freddie, Jim, Queen, while I’m not particularly at a good place at this very moment. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks in advance for the feedback. Also, I remind you English is not my mother tongue, sorry for the mistakes….

Warnings : none, despite it’s not my fave genre, this is fluff.... 

Summary : Flowers and Petals in Garden Lodge.... 

Words count : 1,343words

Permanent tag list : @reavenedges-lies @thosequeenboys @born-to-lose​ @orionis8689​ @queenlover05​ (I’m begging you to let me know if the tags bother you please) 

Jim Hutton wasn’t sure if he was truly a gardener or not, all he knew was he adored flowers. All of them were so wonderful, so unique, and their smell was so exquisite. Being outside Garden Lodge was always a blessing for him. No matter the season, he enjoyed being surrounded by nature. Psithurism was surely one of his favorite melodies. But it was before he met Freddie Mercury.

 Jim couldn’t exactly recall when he realized he was in love with this wonderful man. All he knew was that he couldn’t bear to live another day without being by his side. Jim loved everything about Freddie. His charisma, his kindness, his extravagance in public while actually being sometimes reserved in private. He was of course such a handsome man, Jim couldn’t deny it. And his voice. Freddie had managed to seduce the world with his voice, and Jim knew why. He had fallen for it as well. No matter what Freddie was saying, just rambling about the very often unpleasant British weather, or enthusiastically moving his arms as he was talking about the last opera record he got, Jim found it was always the most wonderful sound to come to his ears.

 Jim didn’t know what Freddie found attractive in him. He was an average man, not really good looking. But eventually, he convinced his own mind that Freddie also loved him back for who he was, that there was no need to try and be anyone else, since the singer was always sincere and genuine with him. There was no longer need to doubt, no time to waste with questions and uncertainty.

 As he was spending a lot of time in the garden while Freddie was in the studio recording or arranging music with his band, Jim particularly enjoyed taking care of the garden, making sure there were flowers all year long. This way, he always had an excuse to offer a fresh bouquet to his lover.

 Freddie was always delighted when he got flowers from Jim. He was taking them in his arms with a wide smile, and Jim felt his heart melt every time the singer was grinning, aware he was one of the rare persons on this planet to have such a privilege.

 Yet, before the bouquets could even wilt, Jim always noticed the vase was emptied. Every time he passed in front of the emptied and cleaned vase, he wondered if one of the cats had knocked the flowers over, but also asked himself why the vase wasn’t broken. Yet, despite the questions, Jim carried on making sure there were blossoming flowers in the garden, and always a nice bouquet for his lover in the house.

 It was another day and yet another celebration for Freddie. He was proud of Garden Lodge and loved to have guests around, taking any excuse to have people coming over. Jim wasn’t fully sure as for why the singer liked to have guests so often, but as long as it made him happy, he didn’t care much.

 “Jim, darling, could you bring us our hats, please? I don’t want our heads to overheat while we’re outside.”, Freddie asked his lover, then pressed a gentle kiss on his cheek. “You know, the ones with the flowers. I wouldn’t want to be out of tune in this wonderful garden.”, he added with a wink, shaking his hips a little with a smirk.

 How could Jim ever say no to him? With a smile, and feeling like he blushed a bit all the same after Freddie’s kiss, Jim headed inside then went upstairs, looking for these outrageously big hats.

 Freddie was a very conscientious man, but him seeking for perfection only applied to music it seemed. This wardrobe was an absolute mess. There were clothes everywhere, only a few things actually properly folded. Jim sighed, but began to move the T-shirts and other colorful tops to find the hats.

 “There is even a carton box in here, what the hell….?”, Jim sighed, exasperation slowly winning over his patience.

 He put it aside, willing to carry on looking, but he couldn’t find the hats Freddie was talking about. Maybe he had put them somewhere else….

 Jim turned again, putting the clothes back inside the wardrobe. There was no time to fold them properly anyways. Freddie and the guests were still waiting in the garden.

 He looked around to make sure he didn’t forget anything, but he noticed he had left the carton box on the bedroom floor. Rolling his eyes as he wondered how on earth he was going to fit it back in the wardrobe, he took a closer look all the same. And he even dared to open it after reading the label that was written on top of it.

 Freddie was still in the garden with his guests, looking towards the bedroom windows, wondering what was taking Jim so long. He excused himself then headed back inside, willing to find Jim.

 The singer directly walked towards the bedroom, where he found Jim seated on the floor, with a notebook open in front of him. The carton box was still on the floor, open as well.

 “Oh.”, Freddie let out as he saw this scene.

 “Freddie….”, Jim said, half whispering, half sobbing.

 “Oh, no, no, please don’t cry, darling, or I’m gonna cry as well….”, the singer hastily said, rushing towards his lover, sitting next to him.

 “Fred…. What does it mean?”, Jim asked, pointing at the box. “Where does this come from?”.

 “Well.”, he replied, passing his hand in his shiny black hair. “I gathered a few petals from the bouquets you’ve been offering me from the beginning….”, he explained, feeling embarrassed. “All of them, actually….”.

 “Oh, Freddie….”, Jim said, tears running in his cheeks again.

 “And in the notebook you have in your hands, I taped all the notes you wrote to me, when you gave me the flowers….”, the singer carried on explaining.

 “That’s so so sweet of you.”, Jim said, placing a hand on his lover’s cheek, caressing it with his thumb. “But…. This doesn’t explain what’s written on the carton box….”, he pointed out.

 “Well. It’s…. I ….”, Freddie hesitated, mumbling slightly. “I keep those for the kids to throw the petals on the aisle when we get married. Hence, the ‘our wedding’ note on the box….”, he said, lowering his head.

 “But….”, Jim hesitated.

 “I know.”, Freddie replied, fully aware they couldn’t legally get married.

 The two of them remained silent, dreamily staring at the carton box, fully of colorful petals Freddie had gathered.

 “Will you marry me?”, Jim suddenly asked, as if it was coming out of nowhere.

 “What?”, Freddie asked.

 “Freddie Mercury, will you marry me?”, Jim repeated, looking at him in the eyes.

 The singer frowned, not really knowing what to do. He knew it would never lead them to a real marriage with a real administrative proof the two of them were legally partners. But he also knew he loved the man standing next to him, the man who still had his cheeks wet because of the tears, more than his own life. There was no need to pounder the question.

 “Yes. I want to be your husband, Jim.”, Freddie eventually replied with a smile.

 The two men embraced each other, both of them rolling on the floor, kisses covering the other’s face. They carried on rolling on the floor, pecks still pressing on their respective skins, until they bumped in the edge of the bed.

 “Ah, look, here are the hats….”, Jim said, as he looked under their bed. “The guests are surely wondering where we are….”.

 “Yes, probably. But I don’t care. I’m your fiancé now. Nothing else in this universe matters.”, Freddie replied, putting yet another kiss on his lover’s lips.

 They eventually grabbed the hats and went back to the gardens with their guests, enjoying this beautiful day.

 And it was the most wonderful of them all, because once again, Jim and Freddie’s hearts were filled with the other’s love. 

[plainxte]

One of Freddie's pairs of ballet shoes. Photo via queenvinyls.com

This is my small thing for Freddie Mercury Weekend 2022, for the prompt "ballet slippers" (of course 😊).

Thank you @a-froger-epic and @freddie-mercury-rising for organising! 😘❤️

[rushingheadlong]

Summary: Freddie, leather, and a night out at the Mineshaft.

Tags: Rated M, Gen, Leather Culture, Drug Mentions, Kink Mentions, Clubbing

Notes: Happy Pride y’all! This year I’m celebrating with a thorough appreciation of Freddie in the Leather community, starting with this fic which was written for Freddie Mercury Weekend 2022.

The Mineshaft was a gay leather and sex club in NYC that Freddie was a member of (and in fact, the shirt Freddie wears in the “Don’t Stop Me Now” music video has the Mineshaft logo on it). Specific inspiration for this fic came from this photo of the Mineshaft dress code and this (SFW) Tom of Finland drawing.

Title stolen from, but not inspired by, the song “The New Routine” by Bob Geldof.

[just-a-poor-boy-queen]

we keep this love in a photograph

Jim finds a certain photograph of Freddie and has a very ✨pleasurable✨ reaction.

————————————————————————

Written for Freddie Mercury Weekend, organised by @a-froger-epic and @freddie-mercury-rising ♥️♥️

[freddie-mercury-rising]

Wrong Number

For the telephone prompt for Freddie Mercury Weekend 2022

In his hotel room in New York City, Freddie Mercury answers a phone call. He's quite sure it is a wrong number, but he might be the only one who can help the boy on the other end of the line.

[pumpkinlilyao3]

It shouldn’t be possible. It can’t be.

Not him!

A lump formed in his throat. Once the radio announced someone's death, it was as if it made it real. It was no longer a rumour, a bad joke or a state of floating between uncertainty and reality. Taking refuge in oblivion or the hope of a mistake wasn’t an option anymore.

or: Freddie and Roger learn about Jimi Hendrix's sudden passing, on the 18th of September 1970.

-*-

Hello everyone! I'm one week late 😂 but Happy Freddie Weekend! ❤ I got unexpectedly inspired for this story by the prompt "1970 - That time Freddie’s idol, Jimi Hendrix, tragically passed away. Roger and Freddie closed their stall early. Later at rehearsals, Queen played Hendrix songs as a tribute." I also wanted to mix it with the prompt "Heartbreak" in it.

While thinking about the death of an idol through Freddie's eyes, it got me to think about my own relationship with Queen, and… well, about things we'd rather not focus on when we think about persons we admire and appreciate. Thank you very much @a-froger-epic and @freddie-mercury-rising for organising this event! 🥰

❤ Have a good read! ❤

[painandpleasure86]

Nice fanart!! I'll go to read your drabble soon, hun <3

My contribution for Freddie Mercury Weekend 2022 @a-froger-epic​! I hope it fits with the theme of weekend😊

Day 1 promt: petals🌸🌸🌸. Enjoy some fanart I made to accompany my little drabble~

Read at https://archiveofourown.org/works/39262122/chapters/98244318

[irisbyirinatirdea]

Dual.. Rebel .. The way I are ... @theigorpopov Pitti Uomo 2022 @pittiuomo_official The Future of Fashion @iris_by_irina_tirdea IRIS Academy of Style by @irinatirdea IRIS TV Channel @irispresstv Associazione degli Artisti 👨‍🎨 @associazione_iris_irina_tirdea #pittiuomo2022 #irisstyle #irisistibile👠 #iristv #fashionmen2022 #fmw2022 #firenze #florence @pittimmagine @vogueitalia www.irisbyirinatirdea.com (presso Pitti Uomo) https://www.instagram.com/p/CYotN1Ssvmn/?utm_medium=tumblr

[a-froger-epic]

Freddie Weekend 2022!

~ PROMPTS ~ RULES ~ ABOUT ~

[just-a-poor-boy-queen]

in another time

AU where Freddie lives but also dies.

Until he learns to live again.

————————————————————————

(Please read the tags as the summary is intentionally oblique).

Written for Freddie Mercury Weekend organised by @a-froger-epic and @freddie-mercury-rising ♥️♥️

[freddie-mercury-rising]

Freddie and I are blown away already by the amazing contributions to Freddie Mercury Weekend 2022! You all are so damn talented!

[a-froger-epic]

I am so excited about all your contributions to Freddie Weekend!! 😍 I have no words, you guys all are blowing me away. I am out at a company party but even here at the restaurant I found Freddie. ❤️

Cannot WAIT to read and look at all your works tomorrow!!! 💖🥰

[freddie-mercury-rising]

With Freddie Weekend coming up, we're fondly reviewing some contributions from 2020 and 2021! 😊

Holding You by @pumpkinlilyao3

This is a gorgeous, heartbreaking ode to Jim and Freddie and their undying love. It’s how strong Jim tries to be for Freddie in the face of an unfathomable pain. It’s the light and devotion that is borne of that pain, and will endure long after.

[a-froger-epic]

Absolutely can't wait to read it! 👏🏻😄 Thank you so much for participating!! ❤️🙏🏻❤️

happy freddie weekend! i finally got my thing done. admittedly, it was better in my head. (insert nervous laughter) however, i’m just glad it’s done. this is just a short, non-serious little scenario that i decided to do.

POV: you’re freddie mercury. you just wanted to spend some time on the bus. things aren’t working in your favor.