#Platonic Maylor

[guiltypleasurefandomface]

Roger: You know, I didn't think I'd still be helping people move in my 70s

Brian: I didn't think I'd be moving in my 70s

Roger: *nods in a touche type of way* So how are we doing this? The van's following you, i'm following the van, Steve's following me?

Brian: Yes, that's it. And i'm coming back with the lads for round 2 and your-

Rufus: We're all ready to go when you are, Uncle Brian!

Brian: Okay!

Roger: You going with Brian, or with us?

Brian: Rufus will have to go with you, there's no room in my car. Sorry Rufus.

Rufus: That's fine, I don't mind either way.

Roger: .... How?

Brian: What do you mean how? There's no more seats in my car.

Roger: How are there no more seats? You, Anita, your Emily-

Brian: We've got the kettle and the coffee machine in the back so it's the first thing set up in the new kitchen.

Roger: Can't that go in the boot or the middle?

Rufus: ... I'm starting to feel a bit unwanted.

Roger: Sorry, son, you know I don't mean it like that.

Brian: There's.... There's a few things across the back seats next to Emily.

Roger: Alright. *to Rufus* Looks like you're stuck with us.

Rufus: Can I choose the music?

Roger: Rory's driving, it's up to her.

Rufus: So that's no.

~

*at the new place*

Brian: Right, Emily if you take the kettle, one of the lads will take the coffee machine and I'll take-

Roger: Did you seriously drive all the way down here with a teddy bear in the middle seat?

Brian: Christ! Where the hell did you come from?

*Emily takes the kettle, Anita takes the suitcases which have come out of the boot and they leave them to it*

Roger: If you don't know how babies are made now, Bri, it's too late to tell you.

Brian: Funny. You got here quick.

Roger: I overtook the van when it had to slow down. Oh that thing's seen better days.

Brian: I know. It's why he rode in the middle. Coudln't risk him getting all wrecked in an ovestuffed suitcase or a box falling on him. Emily kept a good eye on him...

Roger: You daft sod.

Brian: ... hmmm

Roger: Go on, you put him to bed, me and Rufus will lead the van in. Steve should be here soon too.

[maylor-week]

What better way to have Maylor Week than between two birthdays?

This year, Maylor Week will be from July 19th to July 26th.

The theme for this year will be "As Time Goes By", and each day will have three prompts. Feel free to choose one, or use however many you like!

Rules

All forms of creativity are welcome. Be it fanfiction, artwork, mood boards, playlists, cosplay, crafting, etc. All versions of Maylor are welcome, romantic or platonic! Please remember to use the appropriate ratings for your works. Be sure to tag @maylor-week in your submissions and upload to the collection on AO3 (link to be posted). Delete any hate and do not engage.

[allthe-queens-men]

In a platonic maylor mood after writing Moral Support so here's a QATP bonus meme

[myhairsadisgrace]

I finally wrote something that's not 100% platonic for day 6 of @maylor-week!

Take a Chance With You (1230 words)

Chapters: 1/1

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Brian May/Roger Taylor

Characters: Brian May, Roger Taylor

Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, early days of the band, Academic Stress, Period-Typical Homophobia, or at least a brief suggestion thereof, small appearance from freddie and john

Summary: Brian is stressed. Roger helps him realise some things that should have been obvious.

[carrrothead-vol2]

Masterlist for my Queen fic (Kaakson @AO3)

Poly

Japan: Cultural lessons by One English Rock Band  (Japan shenanigans, humour)

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring (bakery AU, magical realism, fluff, light angst)

I’ll Cruella DeVille you  (heist AU, Met Gala, humour)

hold me (I killed a man for you) (dystopian AU, resistance, angst and feels, dysfunctional relationships)

Waves (dystopian AU, character study, angst and feels)

so sad it ends (as it began) (Dystopian AU, imprisonment, angst and feels, dysfunctional relationships, Maylor heavy)

hang me (I saved the world for you) (Dystopian AU, resistance, angst and feels)

 Gen

Oh Lady Moon, shine down a little people magic if you will (Hogwarts AU, coming of age, humour)

Ride the Wild Wind (Hogwarts AU, hurt/comfort, platonic Joger)

Your smile speaks books to me (Breakthru filming, HP AU, hurt/comfort, platonic Maycury)

Do cars dream of electric guitars (pining, crack, cars)

And time is but a paper moon (Doctor Who AU, humour, platonic Maylor)

 Maycury

Wings of Future (1920s AU, aviation, slow burn, PTSD, pining)

starving, hysterical, naked (Sandman AU, angst, dark comedy elements, light smut)

 Froger

The Fifth Element (The Fifth Element AU, sci fi, adventure, fake marriage, humour)

 Maylor

Disappear here (American indie teen movie AU, pre-slash, vibes, drugs, eating disorder)

hold me (I killed a man for you) (dystopian AU, resistance, angst and feels, dysfunctional relationships, v polyamory)

Waves (dystopian AU, character study, angst and feels, polyamory negotiations)

so sad it ends (as it began) (Dystopian AU, imprisonment, angst and feels, dysfunctional relationships)

hang me (I saved the world for you) (Dystopian AU, resistance, angst and feels, polyamory)

 Joger

hold me (I killed a man for you) (dystopian AU, resistance, angst and feels, dysfunctional relationships, v polyamory)

Waves (dystopian AU, character study, angst and feels, polyamory negotiations)

so sad it ends (as it began) (Dystopian AU, imprisonment, angst and feels, dysfunctional relationships, poly)

hang me (I saved the world for you) (Dystopian AU, resistance, angst and feels, polyamory)

Johnica

Ladies Night (girls’ night in, sex talk, humour)

 Brissie

We’re in a pretty pickle, my dear (making out, gardening, secret passages, humour) 

[maylorscardigan]

I'm an OG Swiftie and a Maylor/Tatty shipper since 2014! Idk if they're still together at this moment, but I also don't believe they are 100% over either. You don't go 7-8 years, basically removed from someone's life (with both living their lives, having serious relationships with other people, etc) to being in each other's orbit again....and feelings are still there or at least there enough to resurface....without that being a very special connection between you. So, yeah, I see some of the little clues people are seeing, and I hope you all are right. Because to me, Matty and Taylor make soooo much sense, and I think they owe it to themselves and each other to really give this thing they share between them a real chance. So whatever is happening, I hope they've both taken some time to digest things and to prepare themselves and their relationship (romantic or platonic) for whatever the haters choose to throw at them. And I hope in the end they end up together and are willing to tell everyone who doesn't matter to fuck off.

.

I agree with you fully.

[queengenweek]

What’s the policy for background romantic relationships in this event? Like if I write a fic centering around platonic Joger, am I allowed to mention/feature Veronica, or have Maylor or Froger as a small side ship as long as the side romantic ships don’t overtake the main gen pairing?

Thanks for the ask!

Yes, romantic ships can co-exist with platonic ones! The only rule is that it shouldn't overtake the platonic one and the platonic relationship remains the focus of the story😊

[iamnotbrianmay]

Maylor Week 2019! (19 Dec. → 25 Dec )

(Of Course, I had to Join in on the bandwagon of ship weeks! You have no idea how long it took me to do this, I had to look up dates for the other four weeks which are being hosted. (PD. Yes, I have Disney themed prompts for every day) 

Quick shout out to all of you before I get on with the announcement! 

- Dealor/Joger week → 14-20 Oct.

- Froger Week → 4-10 Nov. 

- Breaky Week → 11-17 Nov. 

- Deacury Week → 1-7 Dec. 

Now onto the prompts! 

Day 1 (Thursday, December 19th) 

- Beauty and the Beast 

- Childhood Sweethearts 

- Text Messages

- Safe Wording  

❄︎ ❆ ❅

Day 2 (Friday, December 20th) 

- Little Mermaid 

- Kisses that taste like chocolate 

- Slow Dancing in their Kitchen

- Making Love

❄︎ ❆ ❅

Day 3 (Saturday, December 21) 

- The Sleeping Beauty 

- Thunderstorm

- Misunderstandings 

- Giving Up Control

❄︎ ❆ ❅

Day 4 (Sunday, December 22) 

- Cinderella 

- Stanley Kubric Movies 

- Hiding / Running

- Make Up Sex 

❄︎ ❆ ❅

Day 5 (Monday, December 23) 

- Rapunzel 

- Snowed In 

- Lazy Cuddles 

- Met Gala 

❄︎ ❆ ❅

Day 6 (Tuesday, December 24) 

- Nutcracker

- First Christmas Together 

- Weird Family Traditions

- Ballet

❄︎ ❆ ❅

Day 7 (Wednesday, December 25) 

- Snow White

- Opening Presents

- Kids

- Roger is Taller than Brian 

❄︎ ❆ ❅

I hope you all like these prompts as much as I do! I worked very hard on these, and I hope you all join me for this week! All kind of works are accepted, everything from writing to edits and drawing. Go wild y’all. If any of you have questions, you can definitely ask me!

[redspecialstardust]

[redspecialstardust]

#friendshipinsyncgoals

I N S Y N C

Top gif: @meddrowse /Bottom Gif: @onegoldenglance

[guiltypleasurefandomface]

A friend bought me this lovely mug with the word hug on it and it reminds me of this fic I wrote.

[maylor-week]

The AO3 Collection is officially open for early posts!

Rules

All forms of creativity are welcome. Be it fanfiction, artwork, mood boards, playlists, cosplay, crafting, etc. All versions of Maylor are welcome, romantic or platonic! Please remember to use the appropriate ratings for your works. Be sure to tag @maylor-week in your submissions and upload to our collection on AO3. Delete any hate and do not engage.

[allthe-queens-men]

Oops I just wrote 1400 words of platonic maylor in one sitting

[a-froger-epic]

Really, @quirkysubject deserves a big part of the credit for this piece, but I was so happy to be of assistance and pile on the drama, haha!

Very happy birthday, @onegoldenglance! 🎈🤗♥️

💖 Dear @onegoldenglance, wishing you a very happy birthday! 💖

We, me and @a-froger-epic that is, have made a little thing for you - hope you’ll enjoy it 🎁 😊

~~~

The Sound and the Fury

Gen, Platonic Maylor, Hurt/Comfort

Rating: T

~~~

Brian knows only one person who drums like that, steady and precise, yet full of energy at the same time.

But what on earth is Roger still doing in their practice room, almost four hours after they’ve wrapped up rehearsals?

(Read on AO3)

💝🎉🥂🎂🎵🥳🌻🌺🍾🍹🍻🍭

[ziggy-and-lady-stardust]

Should be waiting for the sun added extra 2

"Does it ever bother you?" Freddie asked after a long time, holding Roger against him in the dark.

"Hmm?" Roger mumbled, half asleep again him. He'd crawled into his bed a while ago now, seeking out Freddie's absurd body heat that cold November. And the comfort, it wasn't a scent he was particularly attracted to, but it was one he could relax with, just settle quietly knowing he was safe. "What bothers me?"

"The baby… the one you…" lost. The one he lost.

They hadn't really talked about it, it was something that fell into the background a lot. A taboo. 

But somehow in the dark that night it felt okay to ask. 

"A bit…" Roger said after a hard pause, "It's easier to forget though. It… sorted things out."

"I guess," Freddie nodded a little, "It was still your child.'

That made Roger pause. He'd thought about it, he could've raised the baby if it hadn't been how it was. He could've had his little girl by his side, and she (he assumed it was a girl, it had been to early to tell) wouldn't have been anything like her father. She would've been spoiled by her uncle freddie for sure, and no doubt Brian would drag the poor soul to some awful star gazing night, but that was the image he wanted. His little lost girl, all loved up by those around him, a secret in his head he didn't want to share. Forever just a blurry image of a blond toddler running in a field, stars up ahead and a silly silk scarf around her shoulders.

That's all he'd allow himself to imagine. Just the flickers that had come to him in a fever dream. Nothing more. Not for his lost baby.

"I couldn't have managed it, not even if Tim was normal I couldn't have. It would've ruined everything with the band, and school, and no Dom would ever go near a single mum never mind one that was never claimed."

"I could've claimed you, if it would keep you safe I'd do it." Freddie insisted, "Until you found a Dom you really loved. One that deserves you."

"No, Freddie, you need to be able to find a sub too, I wouldn't forgive myself for crushing your chances… it's not like I'm going to find anyone to want me now."

For all their fun and games, their childish bullying and teasing, the constant laughter and jokes, there was a deep end. Normally they ignored it, both of them - mutually aware of its existence. But every now and then, when the drinks had ran dry or a cold creeping dispair had grabbed one of them, they ventured into the waters. Cause the demons weren't as bad then.

Freddie held him tighter, rubbing his back in soothing circles, "You'll be so loved one day, okay? You will. I'm never wrong and you know it. Just you wait."

"You think?" Roger tilted his head up, he couldn't see Freddie in the dark anyway, "Alphas don't tend to like subs with my history."

"I'm sure there is someone," Freddie knew for certain Brian wouldn't mind whatever Roger had been through, and whether the guitarist knew it himself or not, but Freddie could see it in the way he watched Roger, something was brewing. "Probably just minutes away too."

"I…" there was no point arguing with Freddie. Not if he wanted to actually get some sleep. "Of course, dear."

@softnsquishable

[tinybutwicked]

some more of pregnant roger with triplets?

//we love pregnant Roger. And platonic Froger//

"I swear to god I'm going to start pushing soon to at least get one of these demons out" Roger grumbled, leaning back on his stool behind the drums. He annoyedly rubbed his hand up and down his bump, that was already quite large despite him only being in the beginning of his second trimester.

"Don't call the sweet pea's that!" Freddie rushed to intervene, circling behind the drummer and put his hand around the blonde's belly as if covering two ears on each side of it. "They can hear you!"

"Yes well they better, maybe that'll get them to stop moving around. It feels like someone poured my stomach full of pop rocks"

"Huh. I can't feel anything" Roger slapped Freddie's hands away with his drumsticks, glaring at the singer.

"Yeah, you can't. You're not the one that's being stretched out of proportions from inside out" Brian's entrance stopped the singer from saying something crude, but he and Roger still looked at each other with squinted eyes, until Brian dared to open his mouth.

"The coffee shop next door doesn't have any strawberry ice cream right now. I brought you vanilla with strawberry sauce though" The guitarist walked towards his boyfriend with a small paper cup that was filled with ice cream and a red sauce.

"Just my luck" Roger muttered, but reached for the cup nonetheless, offering a nearly genuine smile to his boyfriend. "Thank you, Bri"

"Of course. But what's up here? Why do you two look like you want to rip each other to shreds?"

"Roger called the little angels demons! He's being very rude!"

"They're my babies I can call them whatever I want"

"Now that's a very unhealthy way of thinking" Freddie frowned, now with serious worry on his face. Roger couldn't believe his best friend.

"Really? Honestly, Fred, you know what I mean!"

"Well you can't just say that and expect me to know what you mean!"

"Yes I can! You know me! I'm actually insulted that you'd believe for a second that I'd actually be a shitty parent" The blonde pouted, leaving the small plastic spoon between his lips. To his credit, Freddie did look a bit apologetic. Unlike Brian, who seemed to just be amused by the situation.

"You're right. I'm sorry. Forgive me, darling? Please?" The singer wrapped his long arms around Roger, planting a wet kiss on his cheek. "I'll shower your kids with presents and affection"

"And me too?"

"Of course"

"Alright. You're forgiven"

"You guys need me to leave the room for a bit?" Brian asked, with a badly quieted chuckle.

"Oh hardy har har, dear. You need to get over here and rub your boyfriend's shoulders. He's having your babies"

"I just got him ice cream"

"And now he needs something else. Chop chop now"