#Reader x Joe Mazzello

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

hi

could you please do a BoRhap request? Where she looks after the guys during recording since her family owns Rockfield Farm and they love her cooking? But the guys (minus Fred who has Mary) all fancy her too?

❤️

SOMEBODY TO LOVE

Pairings: John + Roger + Brian x Fem!reader Summary: ^^ Warnings: none, I don't think Note: I did my best guys, I'm sorry

a knock came to your door as you finished up breakfast

you left the kitchen and went to the front door

you opened the door to see a blonde with long hair with sunglasses on

he was wearing dark, slightly flared jeans, a yellow v neck shirt underneath a greeny grey jacket with fur

behind him was a short haired brunette with a mustache

he pushed the blonde out of the way and held out his hand

"hi, I'm paul, this is Roger, From Queen" he introduced

of course you knew Queen was coming to your family's farm, it wasn't like you didn't know who they were and wouldn't let them in, it's just that you felt Rogers gaze planted on you and it made you feel a little nervous

"you're not" Roger scoffed quietly

"yes, of course, come in, are the rest here too?" you asked, stepping out of the way to let them in

"they're sorting out their luggage" Roger answered, taking off his glasses

"well, I made breakfast..if you're hungry?" you smiled tightly

"depends what you're serving" Roger smirked and looked you up and down

"pancakes" you responded quickly

"yeah, I could eat"

he followed you to the kitchen and he took a seat, shovelling food onto the plate in front of him and started eating

a few minutes later Roger had finished his plate and went back for seconds

"ah there you are Freddie" Paul spoke up, noticing the other three band members by the door

"we're also here mate" the tall, long curly haired brunette said, seeming annoyed by Paul's presence

"should I show you boys to your rooms?" you wondered, breaking the silence that filled the room

The three boys standing at the door all turned to you

"didn't know the farm came with a pretty lady" the curly Brunette smiled

"oh I'm Y/n. this is my Family's Farm. I live in the building beside this one, I'm just here to show you around"

"are those pancakes for us?" the auburn haired one said

"oh, yes! you can have as many as you want" you pointed to the mountain of pancakes you had made on the counter

"they are delicious" Roger said with a mouthful of food

"well I'm Brian, This is Fred and John and I see you've already met Rog"

"it's a pleasure to meet you guys"

"pleasure's all ours darling" Freddie beamed

"well I'll show you your rooms then" you said taking off your apron and leading them upstairs

"it's probably not what you're used to but your manager said it was perfect to get away from distractions so" you shrugged

you turned to face the boys and see Roger first

"you're in here. mister Taylor" you looked to the first door

"right" he grunted, walking into the room with his heavy luggage

"and that's yours, Mister Mercury" you pointed to the room in the corner to the left

"thank you darling"

"Mister May, yours is right here" pointing to the right side next to the bathroom

Brian walked into the room and you noticed John still standing on the top of the stairs

"oh, sorry. mister Deacon, you're downstairs" he walks back down the stairs and you lead him down to the room.

"I know it's small but it doesn't get nearly as cold as the other rooms" you informed him

"okay..." he frowns as he steps down

"well I'll let you get settled then, i'll show you and the band around when you're ready" you smiled, starting to go up the stairs

"are there still pancakes?" he asked, putting his luggage down on the bed

"oh yeah, they'd probably still be warm too" you answered

he soon started following you up the stairs to the kitchen to find all the other members of the band eating the pancakes

"Rog really didn't lie, these pancakes are delicious" Brian hummed

"we need more syrup" Roger lifted up the empty bottle of maple syrup

"oh..ok" you walked over to the fridge as John took a seat and started eating the food

"here you go" you grinned, putting the syrup on the table in front of them

-

it's been a few days since they've arrived and much to your surprise, you've seen more of them then you expected

you didn't think you would see much of them, you thought thy would be very busy and you didn't have a problem with that

but Roger, Brian and John all seemed to want you around them

Roger would casually flirt with you

Brian would always start up a conversation or make you help with with a lyric

and John would subtly make eye contact and smile before coming up to you to ask for suggestions

and they would all ask if you could cook them up something when they got hungry and said they liked your cooking, so much so that there would be barely any left for Freddie or you.

Roger was currently helping you make breakfast while Brian and John sat and ate while they discussed songs

"i put my heart and soul into this song" Roger spoke up as they talked about his new song he made

"no one is disputing that" John smiled, lifting up his fork

"and you don't like it because you want your songs on the album" Roger fought

"it's not that Roger" John denied

"then what is it?" the blonde raised his eyebrows as he stopped cutting bread

"I'm in love with my car?" Brian spoke up

you fought back a laugh at the thought of the song

Brian and John both made a questionable face as silence filled the air

"maybe it's not strong enough?" Brian suggested

"what does that even mean 'not strong enough'?" Roger frowned

"I know I'm late. What did I miss?" Freddie came in and poured himself some tea

John straightened his back and looked at the singer "discussing Roger's car song"

"is it strong enough, that's all I'm asking. If I'm on my own here, then i apologise" Brian put his hands up defensively

"how does your new song go, then, hm?" Roger walked over and grabbed Brians lyrics

"you call me sweet.. like I'm some kind of cheese" the drummer read out

you stifled a laugh as you cooked bacon

"it's good" Brian defended, looking at the John who was eating a sausage with a smile and Freddie who was stirring his tea

"wow" Roger sighed sarcastically

"is that-, is that you know- when my hand's on your grease gun..That's very subtle isn't it?" Brian read Rogers back

"it's a metaphor, Brian" Roger argued

"it's just a bit weird Roger, what exactly are you doing with that car?" John spoke, waving his fork around

"what do you think, Y/n?" Roger turned to you, looking for backup

you put the now cooked bacon on a plate and turned to the boys

"don't turn to me, I'm not getting involved" you shook your head

"children please, we could all murder each other but then who would be left to record this album?" Freddie butted in

"statistically speaking, most bands don't fail, they break up" John stated mater-of-a-factly

"why the hell would you say something like that?" Freddie frowned

John shrugged and Freddie turned back to the Blonde

"Roger, there's only room in this band for one hysterical queen" Freddie informed the drummer before walking out

"you know why you're angry, Roger?" Brian began again

"...why?" Roger breathed out

"'cause you know you're song isn't strong enough" the curly headed man repeated

"boys I really don't think you should be-" you started to say but cut off by Roger throwing bacon at Brian's face

"is that strong enough?" Roger questioned

"ok" you mumbled, looking at John, who smiled at you amusingly

Roger pushed off plates and glasses off the table angrily

"what about that?!" he asked before going over to find something else

"Hey!" you yelled at Roger, who grabbed a pot of Coffee

he turned and began to swing it at the two boys before he stopped as they put their hands up

"Not the coffee machine!?" they both yelled

Roger put the coffee machine down and you sighed looking at the mess

"I'll clean this up" he sighed after a moment of silence

"you sure are" you nodded sternly

-

you sat in the recording room on the couch with John and Roger as Brian got ready to record his guitar

Roger slung his arm around your shoulder as Brian got set up

"so..how about we go get dinner later" he suggested

"pardon?" you wondered

"you, me, i'll take you out to dinner" he repeated

"I highly doubt she'll want to go out with you, Roger, she's too good for you" John sighed

"and what? you're better?" the drummer scoffed, looking over you to the auburn headed bassist

John stared at Roger for a moment

"how's katie? last time we saw her was right before we left to come here" the Deacon wondered

"shut it mate" Roger groaned

your thoughts were cut short as Brian started playing

you focused on the music but felt John's gaze on you, you slowly turned your head to see him staring at you, smiling

"so, do you have a boyfriend?" Roger asked

"I don't see how that's any of your business" you crossed your arms, looking back at Brian, who's still playing his solo

"what if I want to ask you out?" he shrugged

"how come you're the one that gets to ask her out?" John leans forward to argue with Roger

"because I can" the Taylor boy smirked

"Roger, do you have to be such a man whore?" John questioned, his accent become more defined and thick

"I think you're just jealous you don't get women chasing after you" Roger huffed, leaning back on the couch, seeming to be not fazed

"ah yes, because all i need is women to make me feel better about myself, all i need and want is women around me to fill a void of unfulfillment" John rolled his eyes

"oh yeah? let's see who she wants more then" Roger raises his eyebrows as he took off his glasses to look at you

John frowned "you can't pressure her into choosing either of us...that's not how relationships work, Roger"

Roger stifled a laugh "who said I wanted a relationship"

"my point exactly"

"all i'm saying" is that she's probably looking for somebody to love and i'm right here" Roger raised his hands in defense

"what makes you think she wants someone?" John glared

"children, children. leave the poor girl alone, she doesn't want either of you" Freddie butted in

you found yourself wondering how it came to this, two members of the band Queen almost practically fighting for your, to be with you

it made sense about Roger, seeing all of those tabloids of him with new girls around his shoulder almost every week

but John? he didn't really seem the type

you tuned out of the argument and soon wondered when Brian came back into the room as you looked up to find him sitting with Freddie

"I think whatever happens, it's up to her, you shouldn't be trying to force something she does not want" John fought

"what are you guys fighting about?"

"who gets to take this beautiful lady out" Roger smirked, nodding towards you

"who says either of you get to?" Brian spoke in a confused manner

"oh don't tell me you want her too?" Roger groaned

"what's so wrong about that?" the guitarist questioned

"I'm gonna go" you sighed, getting up

"are you still going to make us pasta tonight?" John perked up

you chuckled "I think you all need a break from my cooking"

"NO!!"

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[musedblues]

*rubs hands together* hehehehe

"them gently tilting your chin" from the lovely prompts with eugene sledge pls and thank 💚

He was never bold. Not before the war. And hardly so afterward. Gene was adventurous, yes, before the war. Always blazing his bike across the dirt paths that connected your hamlet. Always chasing you through the trees and begging to stay out even though dusk threatened to blacken the night. But he was too shy to be bold. He was too reserved in his mannerisms. He was reticent when it usually counted most.

Yes, he raced you with glee from tree to trunk, but Gene withheld talk of dreams and he kept quiet about his truest feelings. That never stopped you from asking all kinds of questions, though. You asked what he wanted to be when he was old enough to decide. You asked where he would move if he could; you asked what made him tick and you asked why he never brought anyone else but you out to theses woods to waste away so many afternoons. Gene would never answer, not really. He would shrug and sometimes smile and go on skipping rocks at your side.

And then the war came. And Gene went with it. And that was bold of him, you thought. The boy who never dared to dream out loud was suddenly up and gone to the other side of the world, fighting for it. Of course, he didn't tell you. His mama did, some Sunday afternoon. She pulled you aside in the middle of the market and said Gene was too worried he'd upset you. Too shy to say he wanted you to write. She told you he'd already left, and you went to spend the afternoon skipping rocks alone.

Gene wrote you once, and you thought that was bold of him. He'd left you without a goodbye, and he didn't even address as much in his scrawling. He wrote about the weather and some friends he'd made. And you didn't expect him to write about how tired he must've been or how scared. But you wished he would've. And you wrote him back as much. Your letter was never returned.

You didn't see him when he got home. Not right away. You'd heard his family mention the fact that Gene was safe and sound and more reserved than ever. You didn't expect him to come knocking on your door and sweep you off your feet. Gene would never be so bold. But you wished he would've at least met you halfway; at curb where your neighborhoods connected, so you could tell him that you had missed him. That you still did. Had his sense of adventure been lost after his exploit across the ocean?

You wracked your brain, wondering if you should wait for him to come and see how you'd been. You wondered if Gene would answer the door if you went to call on him. You worried yourself into a frenzy over etiquette, were you just meant to leave Gene be, now that he was home? Would he even be the same sort of friend to you?

You wondered and worried all the way across town, kicking pebbles on the path that led to the pond, in the middle of the woods. You took a trail that was only worn into the ground from Gene's bike tracks. You recognized the pattern of the tire marks.

You recognized the very bike that had blazed this trail. You recognized Gene, skipping rocks like no time had passed at all.

There he was, where the water met the land. His trousers cuffed; his feet planted firmly along the shore. His back to you. All the etiquette you'd worried over was out the window. Because it was now or never.

"Eugene Sledge where have you been?"

The boy turned slowly but did not smile to see you. His eye's gleamed, and his posture settled, and he kept quiet as ever.

"All this time you've been home. I was wondering..."

"Wondering what?" He said, as you stepped closer, eager to settle at his side, like when you were kids. This was all familiar. But Gene wasn't so much. He was quieter, if that were possible. He was leaner, somehow. He was distant despite being the most present he'd been in years.

"Why you never told me you were leaving. Why you didn't write me much at all. Why this is the first time we're talkin'... Thought we were better friends than that."

"Well, that's just it ya see. I never wanted to be friends."

One sentence compacted so many years of answers you'd been wondering. Your heart dropped and your world stopped, and you knew Gene had gone through hell and back. But this...

"Well, we were friends, so-" You began to defend, letting your tone turn bittered. But before you could finish, Gene was speaking up again. Rare. Riveting. Infuriating. Now? You hadn't even asked, for once.

"I know and I'm glad. Thinking back to all the times we spent together out here growin' up and knowin' I could come back to doing just that helped me get through all the shit of war. I'm glad you were my friend, and I knew you'd still be. But I never really wanted that."

"You're not making one bit of sense, Eugene Sledge. No wonder you never said as much." Your eye could've stung with tears of hurt if you weren't so confounded by the look of pain on Gene's face, too. He'd moved to face you as his features twisted into a grimace. He was never much of a talker. Not when it really counted.

Maybe that's why now, when he said "Wait, listen," he didn't speak another word. He only demanded your attention by reaching out in silence, big sad eye's locked on yours. Gene brushed the tips of his fingers across your chin, tilting your face closer to his. His lips parted to speak, but silence lingered as Gene brushed his knuckles across your cheek. His kiss came slow, and his lips were soft on yours. His kiss was a surprise you hadn't expected. It was a timid gesture that lasted only a few glorious seconds. How wondrously bold of him.

"That's... that's what I meant." Eugene Sledge muttered, both his eyes darting between either of yours. You wanted to shake him and grab him and laugh and call him silly for waiting so long.

"Well, I'd ask you to do it again, but you don't answer many of my questions. So, I'm tellin' you to do that again."

"I know we got a lot'a talkin' to do. Years worth. But I'd better follow orders first." Gene smiled. The first smile you'd seen in forever. His grin met yours and he kissed you proper, for enough time that seemed to make up for all that felt lost before. Maybe he hadn't misplaced his sense of adventure after all...

[reapers-lover]

A/N: Hey yall I'm back with a lovely request ti got the other day and finally finished! It isn't much but thank you for getting me out of my writing slump! Much love, and enjoy!

Eugene sledge x reader

!MDNI!

Warnings: Rascism, soft smut, public smut, no mention of protections but smut is very short

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After the war, once Eugene made it home, he could hardly wait to see his girlfriend , y/n, again. And as he got out of the train, his face lit up. There they were, his best friends, Sidney and Y/n waiting to take him home.

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A few months later, Eugene and Y/n are lying down in the field behind his parents' house. It's quiet until Y/n speaks up. 

“Why are you with me, Eugene?”

Eugene freezes and turns to look at her. “What do you mean, Y/n? I love you,” he reaches his hand out to comb his fingers through her hair.

Y/n turns away from him. 

“Why me, Eugene? There are so many gorgeous girls around here. And I hear all the whispers from them on the streets. I can hear them say how they can't believe you would fall in love with someone like me. Do you know how hard it is to know that there are so many pretty blue-eyed blondies that you could eventually marry? I'm not welcome in this town Eugene… And they make it very clear.”

Eugene had been silently crying since Y/n had started talking. He reaches out again and, this time, is able to pull her into his chest. As they cry together, Eugene speaks up.

“They can all go to hell, ok darling? I love you Y/n and only you. I don't want to date one of those blue-eyed blondies because I have you. Look at me love,” Eugene lifts her chin with a finger. “I love you. I love your gorgeous black hair and your brown eyes. And I hope that when we have kids one day, they look just like you. You are the most beautiful woman I know, Y/n. And,” Eugene, sit up and get on a knee. “ I don't have a ring yet, but you make me the happiest man in the world. Will you please marry me Y/n?”

Y/n nods her head and tackles Eugene into a hug, making him fall into the grass. Eugene Laughs then brings her into a kiss. This quick kiss turns into more quick kisses… then longer kisses… and before they knew it, Eugene was hovering over y/n.

“Tell me if you need me to slow down, ok?” Y/n nodded and let him enter her. Y/n winces when she feels the sharp stretch of him entering her. However, the pain eventually turns to pleasure as he bottoms out inside of her. 

Eugene listens to the sounds of the crickets and cicadas chirping as he makes love to the most beautiful girl he knows. And when they are done, he snuggles up next to her and lays there in the grass until morning.

[magickcandie]

Mall Mishap

It's not that you enjoyed making fun of John, but knew that he'd get back at you. That's where the fun was. You both knew that it was fun, it was harmless.

This particular holiday season, you were spending it in America. John was up for walking through the malls with you. Not really for shopping, but just to look around.

"Oh, love, look!" You pointed at a Santa.

"And?"

"Go tell him what you want for Christmas," you laughed.

"What? No, Y/N, come on, that's for the children."

"Come on, it'd be funny!" You tugged on his arm. "If you don't do it, I will do it for you."

"Y/N.... please, don't. We can go get something to eat instead, yeah?"

You crossed your arms. His eyes were daring you. Well. You walked over to the Santa, making conversation as John watched in shock as you pointed to him.

Santa stood and followed you over to John who know was sitting down.

"This is John. He's a little shy." You said.

John, ever so polite, extended his hand to shake hands with Santa and smile at him. "John Deacon."

"What would you like for Christmas, son?"

"What I would like? I'm content with everything I have, sir. A wife that loves me and a job which I enjoy."

(not my gif)

"Well that's great, son. You two have a merry Christmas." and with that, Santa walked away.

"Wife?" You said in shock as you and John walked through the mall in the opposite direction.

"I will marry you one day, Y/N. But for now," he shoved you in the direction of another Santa. "Tell him what you want for Christmas."

You stuck your tongue out at him before blowing him a kiss.

[istvanalapimypookie]

You fill my heart up

Joe Mazzello x reader

! Warnings ! : some cute fluff

(Btw this is my first ever thing wroten so i hope yall will like it. Oh and if there's anyting spelled wrong im sorry, english is not my native language)

It was September 20. A day before Joe's birthday. You decided to suprise him by flying to New York (you live in L.A) as a birthday gift. You were already on the plane, halfway there at Ny,when Joe texted you:

Joey🫶💓 : "HONEEEY"

You didnt respond, because you had the airplane mode on. He kept texting you but you didnt saw it. Once you landed, you called a taxi, and told the driver the adress of Joe's house. When you got out of the car, you walked up to the front door. You ringed tell bell, and heard Joe yell "Coming" from inside.

When he opened the door, he saw you, and was shocked. Then when he realized it, he hugged you so tightly that you couldnt breath. When he pulled away from the hug, he said "How did you get here? When? Why?" " my plane just landed a half hour ago, and i came to see my babyboy on his special day." He smiled at you. "Well hell yeah you did suprise me honey, but why werent you answering my calls?!" Joe asked, curiously. "i had my phone in airplane mode, so sorry baby"

You two got inside the house, now cuddled up on the couch, talking about what happened in the past 2 months that you havent met. Once you were done talking, Joe just fell asleep, having you in his arms again made him feel safe and loved. You fell asleep too.

In the morning, you woke up earlier to make some breakfast. You made Joe's fave. Cheese on toast. (He's so much like Deacy) You bringed it to him when he woke up. "good morning my Babyboy!" You kissed his cheek. "Happy Birthday, my one and only" you told him "Oh my god, babe, thank you so much! I love you!" He kissed your lips. You began to wash the dishes, then he got behind you and hugged you. "You know honey, you always fill my heart up" said Joe. "And you fill up mine, babyboy"

[deaky-trash]

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello × fem. reader long oneshot where reader comes home from work and finds Joe in their toddler daughter's bedroom reading her a bedtime story and reader melts at the sight of how adorable Joe is with their daughter and after they both tell their daughter goodnight, they cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie in the living room together?

Just Right | Joe Mazzello x Reader

Pairing: Joe Mazzello x F!Reader

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 747

A/N: FIRST FIC IN LITERALLY FIVE YEARS HOW WE FEELIN CHAT but for real though, I missed writing. also, I'm in college now!!! super cool and exciting times! i love you guys so much and I hope you enjoy. my writing voice has changed so much in the last five years so I hope y'all are okay with that haha!! this definitely isn't the longest one I've ever made, but I hope it's okay <3

Y/N sighed softly as she opened the door to the house, setting her jacket and work bag off to the side before slipping off her shoes and looking around. The house looks pretty good… Joe must have gotten home early… she thought to herself. 

The lights were dim across the house, the golden glow of the lamps spilling warmly into the foyer, scattering soft light across the walls. It was quiet. There were no cartoons playing on the TV, no tiny footsteps across hardwood floors. Just quiet. Just peace.

Y/N took a deep breath, the smell of cookies wafting through the whole home. She smiled, chuckling quietly to herself. Joe hadn’t made cookies in ages. Maybe it was a special treat that Ava shouldn’t tell mom about.

I could get used to this…

She padded through the foyer and into the living room. There was a small, blue stuffed bunny hanging halfway off the couch, a little pink sock peeking out from under the coffee table, and the crumbs of a hastily-eaten chocolate chip cookie scattered across the glass of the table.

I’ll get those after Ava’s asleep… she thought, grabbing the stuffed bunny and heading to the kitchen to grab one of her husband’s cookies before she heard it. 

Joe’s voice, low and animated, drifting from their daughter’s room upstairs.

“And then Goldilocks went to the porridge of the baby bear, and tasted that. And that was just right; and she liked it so much, that she ate it all up!”

Y/N’s heart gave that tiny ache— the kind that only came when she was reminded how much she loved this little, messy life of theirs. Her smile widened, and she climbed the stairs slowly and carefully, not wanting to interrupt. She hovered outside of the half-open bedroom door, leaning in just enough to see.

There they were— Joe sat cross-legged on the edge of their daughter’s bed, holding the book open in his lap. His brow furrowed dramatically as he made the baby bear’s voice, his other hand gesturing in the air like he was on stage. Their daughter was tucked under a lavender blanket, her curls spread across the pillow, eyes wide with delight.

“You’re silly, Daddy!” Ava giggled.

Joe continued, grinning as he ended the story and closed the book.

“That’s the end, peanut… It’s time to get to sleep, okay?” he said as he set the book on her nightstand and pressed a gentle kiss to the toddler’s forehead.

Y/N’s chest swelled with warmth, the soft sting of tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. There was something about seeing Joe like this— completely at ease, so calm, so tender— it cracked her open every time. Even after everything, even after the tantrums and sleepless nights and stained carpets, he somehow made it all feel like magic. 

He stood up, pulling the blanket up to Ava’s shoulders and turning to head out when he saw Y/N standing in the door.

“Hey, babe…” he whispered, his face lighting up at the sight of his wife. “Didn’t see you there…”

“Didn’t want to interrupt,” Y/N whispered back, stepping into the room. She bent down to press a kiss to Ava��s cheek. “Sweet dreams, sweetheart… I love you…”

“Night, Mommy… Love you,” their daughter murmured, already half-asleep.

Joe took Y/N’s hand, stepping softly out of the room and easing the door shut behind them. Downstairs, the house felt even cozier than before, the gentle hum of appliances and the ceiling fan filling the silence.

Joe flopped onto the couch, patting the cushion beside him. Y/N curled up next to him without hesitation, laying her head on his shoulder as he grabbed a blanket and draped it over the both of them. 

“You’re really good at that, you know…” she mumbled.

“At what? Baby bear voices?” he joked in return.

“At being a dad, you dork…” she laughed, nudging her husband lovingly.

Joe smiled softly and kissed the top of her head. “Only because I’ve got the best wife to do it with.”

A beat passed. He reached for the remote and pulled up their usual— The Princess Bride— again. She laughed.

“We’ve seen this a thousand times.”

“Exactly. I like knowing when the best parts are coming.”

She melted into him as the movie started, fingers intertwined between them. It wasn’t flashy or grand or luxurious— hell, it wasn’t even clean— but it was theirs. And honestly, she wouldn’t trade it for the world.

[inthedayswhenlandswerefew]

Eccentricity

Series Summary: Joe Mazzello is a nice guy with a weird family. A VERY weird family. They have a secret, and you have a choice to make. Inspired by the Twilight Saga.

Chapter 1: Once A Stranger In A Lonely World

Chapter 2: You Can Run Around Infinite In My Head

Chapter 3: And If You Want I Could Tell The Truth

Chapter 4: Baby, It’s A Violent World

Chapter 5: I’ve Lived The Life And Paid For Every Crime

Chapter 6: You Know You Got Me In The Palm Of Your Hand

Chapter 7: See I’m In Love With How Your Soul’s A Mix Of Chaos And Art

Chapter 8: I Won’t Tell You That It’s Easy

Chapter 9: Now I Love Your Shadow And I Love Your Curls

Chapter 10: Stay, I Need To Be Myself

Chapter 11: You Don’t Come Around No More

Chapter 12: Do You Not Dream Of Me? ‘Cause I Have Visions In My Sleep

Chapter 13: If We Were Vampires And Death Was A Joke

Chapter 14: Love Keeps The Monsters From Our Door

💜 All of my writing can be found HERE! 💜

[deanscroissant]

yearning for your love (pat murray x gender!neutral reader)

requested by: @lizardaddams

a/n: i’m literally so sorry that this took me since FEBRUARY to finish?? but honestly thank you for understanding why it took so long. anywho, i hope whoever reads this enjoys it!

requests are closed

warnings: cussing, fluff

Studying abroad was one of the best experiences of your life. You were majoring in Language Studies in Barcelona to become a Translator & Interpreter. You have a passion for traveling, so you figured going that route was your best choice. But your boyfriend (Mr. 'Uptight' Pat Murray) was concerned about you going abroad. You two had been dating for a year, and when you decided to study abroad for the summer, Pat was devastated. He was sick to his stomach when you told him. He was furious at first, but when you explained to him how important this was for you, he changed his heart.

The day you left was emotional--especially for your family, friends, and Pat. Maintaining a distance relationship for three months while balancing school was hard for you. But somehow, you two were still going strong. It made your relationship more robust than ever.

It was now August, and classes ended in two days. You had just finished your last exam for the semester and couldn't wait to jump back on the plane to see your loved ones. Your friends and family knew you were returning today, but Pat was out of the loop. He knew you weren't coming back until the end of the month. You begged everyone not to tell him anything because you wanted to surprise him at the game. Pat talked about this game for the past couple of weeks and wants you here today to hear your voice in the crowd cheering him and his team on. The guys were also disappointed that you couldn't make it to be their cheerleader. Your support always gave him the most incredible luck (as he would say), but he or the team weren't doing so hot without you here. He texted you that a few minutes after you got off the plane. He tried to be discreet because the guys didn't know you were dating. It wasn't like you two were hiding it from them. You just felt there was no need to unless someone asked you if you were in a relationship. With Pat, he doesn't let anyone know his business unless he's cool with them. He'll tell the guys or whenever you decide to say it to them.

While waiting for your reply, Pat was daydreaming on his phone when Vinnie popped up behind his shoulder, startling the redhead. "The fuck, Vinnie?!"

"Who are you texting there, bud?" He asked before reaching to grab his phone but failed when Pat snatched it away before he could. "Piss off, Vin." He sneered, rolling his eyes as he put his phone back in his sports bag.

"Now you know I can't do that, Pat." Vinnie pouted jokingly, sitting down next to him. "Are you cheating on me?"

Pat tried to ignore Vinnie by focusing on the game, but when he glanced back at him, he cracked a smile. Vinnie hollered excitedly at the action, glad he could still make his friend smile at his shenanigans. As Vinnie walked away to annoy someone else, Pat turned his attention back to the bleachers to find you, only to feel another hit of sadness--forgetting that you were on the other side of the world. He was getting ready to grab his phone again when Ty returned to the dugout. "Murray, you're up!"

It felt like you would never make it to his game, which was pissing you off as time passed. You were waiting for your taxi to show up. Your parents had called one for you an hour ago, but you gave them hell once they showed up late. You weren't usually this rude and cranky, but only having one meal and 2 hours of sleep made you this way. Plane rides made you extremely nervous, especially how you were going to surprise Pat. But that plan was ruined when you just knew there wouldn't be any time left to do so.

You wanted to fight the cab driver once he got to the field. However, it was apparent that the game had ended, and the D-Backs had won. You threw your faire on the front seat and grabbed your things before hastily leaving the car. Searching the crowd for Pat, you instantly spotted him. He was so happy that it made you smile and forget about the hell you went through the past few hours. Unfortunately, you didn't realize Pat's dad was standing beside you to greet you. You kind of just blocked him out, and without thinking, you hopped over the fence and booked it toward him. "PAT!" you shouted.

He was hugging Zapata as you were getting closer. His voice was astronomically loud, and you could hear his conversation, "I'm sorry I threw that so hard! I could have really hurt you!" but he stopped talking when he saw you approaching. He immediately shoved Zapata off him and ran to you, "Y/N!"

Once you two got close, you leaped onto him, wrapping your legs around his waist. Pat wrapped his arms around your waist, buried his face into your neck, and held you tight to him, caressing your head, back, and anywhere his hands could touch you. "Long time no see, honey." He said softly into your ear. You promised you were going to melt even faster in the blazing heat. They both had waited for this moment for so long and hoped that you wouldn't be separated like this again.

"I missed you so much, baby," you said once you pulled away to look at what you would call a beautiful face. Instead, you grabbed it between your hands and smashed your lips into his.

Palacco and Tree just so happened to turn around when they saw you two being intimate, which shocked the hell out of them. "Oh my..." Palacco gasped and looked at Tree, who had the same reaction. "Pat and Y/n are dating?!" Tree exclaimed.

Vinnie jumped and hooted before turning to Ty with his hand out, "Pay up, loser!"

Dells' eyebrows furrowed while watching you two. "How in the hell did we miss that?"

"I don't know," Ty said through gritted teeth as he handed Vinnie his last few bucks from his pocket. "But I'm going to murder them both!"

The guys agreed with Ty and marched over to you and Pat. You two were already laughing since you were the only one who could see them and told Pat what they were saying (because you're an expert at reading lips). You're going to have a ball listening to them harassing you both with a bunch of questions.

[saint-petah-the-good]

Look weird idea ,like WeIRd but...Eugene sledge as a vampire OR werewolf having sexy scars and u need to take care of him

First of it would be a great awfull low budget 80s movie like imagine "he whent to fight in the war and got bittin by a wolf" I feel like that trope can also work with many other characters that whent to war

Second bbg Joe mazzello with scars 🥴 yes pls

If someone is on drugs on this site like me pls consider my idea thankiu

[muschiettistrashmouth]

RPF - MASTERLIST

♕QUEEN♕:

MAYLOR -

Do you *like* me?

Last person on earth.

📽ANDRÉS MUSCHIETTI📽:

Happiest Place On Earth

⛧MÖTLEY CRÜE⛧:

⛧ALL -

Bestfriends.

⛧NIKKI SIXX -

Holding Hands.

📽JOE MAZZELLO📽:

Disney Princess.

📽JAY RYAN📽:

Snowball Fight.

Credits:

THE DIVIDERS ARE FROM CAFEKITSUNE

[born-to-lose-writing]

Masterlist - blurbs (pt. 1)

♡ - fluff, ♤ - angst, ☆ - smut, ♧ - platonic

Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody cast - Bon Jovi - Guns N' Roses - Mötley Crüe - Hanoi Rocks - L.A. Guns - Johnny Thunders - Stiv Bators - Richard Hell - Night Ranger - Vain - Whitesnake - Trixter

Roger Taylor

Meeting Roger after making out at a party ♤

Decorating the nursery with Roger ♡

Roger making you feel better about your body ♡

Being Roger's neglected daughter from a one-night stand ♤

Brian May

Falling in love with Brian after leaving Roger ♡♤

Ben Hardy

Going on a Christmas walk ♡

Celebrating Father's Day ♡

Joe Mazzello

Joe comforting you when you've got a headache ♡

Halloween ♡

Joe finding out you have a child from another relationship ♡

Baby shower ♡

Joe playing the guitar for you ♡

Gwilym Lee

Getting into a car crash while being pregnant ♤

John Deacon x Joe Mazzello

John telling Joe how he feels ♡

Jon Bon Jovi

Jon fighting a guy for you ♤

Jon singing your baby to sleep ♡

Jon playing with puppies ♡

Saying goodbye to Jon before his tour ♤

Richie Sambora

Going hiking ♡

Richie flirting with you like he doesn't know you ♡

High school reunion date ♡

Richie proposing to you in Paris ♡

Richie asking you to be part of a music video ♡

Axl Rose

Making out backstage ☆

Cleaning Axl's injuries after a fight ♤

Axl singing you to sleep after a stressful day ♡

Izzy Stradlin

Plus size!reader ♡

Izzy getting jealous when you go out with someone else ♤♡

Telling Izzy you're pregnant ♡

Skater!Izzy ♡

Florist!Izzy ♡

Honeymoon ♡

Friends with benefits ♡

Having sex with Izzy after not having slept with someone in a long time ☆♡

Duff McKagan

Holiday meal ♡

Adopting a pig ♡

Drunken flirting ♡

Going on a punk date ♡

Surprise visit on tour ♡

Reassuring Duff he's still sexy ♡

Waking Duff up to cuddle ♡

Baking with older!Duff ♡

Duff making you feel better about your body ♡

Visiting Duff in hospital ♤

Arguing over who loves each other more ♡

Duff helping you with your depression ♤♡

Slash

Wedding night ☆

Cuddling when the power goes out ♡♧

Older!Slash introducing you to his kids ♡

Kissing in a stairwell ♡

Realizing you're more than friends ♤

Coming back to older!Slash after breaking up ♤♡

Insecure older!Slash ♤

Duff crashing your date with older!Slash ♡

Wedding date ♡

Fake dating for a couples only weekend ♡

Drunk Slash gushing over you ♡

Being Izzy's sister and secretly dating Slash ☆♤

Slash leaving his fiancée for you ♤

Slash picking you up from your new boyfriend's place ♤

Getting Slash a new snake ♡

Watching a horror movie ♤♡

Jealous Slash ♤

Day off ♡

Oblivious Slash ♡

Sugar daddy ♡

Hooking up after sending him a spicy pic ☆

Quickie at the zoo ☆

Steven Adler

Coming out as bi ♡

Pillow fight ♡

Nikki Sixx

Convincing him to quit drugs ♤

Enemies to lovers ♤☆

Being in an on-off relationship ♤♡

Nikki talking you out of a panic attack ♤♡

Tommy helping you to make Nikki jealous ♤♡

Valentine's Day ♤♡

Nikki proposing to you ♡

Nikki falling in love with his groupie ☆♡

Getting back together after Nikki cheated on you ♤☆

Tommy Lee

Amusement park date ♡

Vince Neil

Sleeping over at Vince's house ♤♡

Taking care of Vince's injury after a fistfight ♤♡

Sami Yaffa

Sami reacting to your nipple piercings ☆♡

Morning sex ☆♡

Sami comforting you when you're stressed from work ♤♡

Razzle Dingley

Stopping Razzle from going with Vince ♤♡

Kelly Nickels

Diner date ♡

Johnny Thunders

Johnny playing a song for you ♡

Johnny proposing to you ♤♡

Going dancing ☆

Stiv Bators

Dreaming about Stiv ♡♤

Road trip ♡

Richard Hell

Richard eating you out ☆

Jack Blades

Top!reader ☆

Davy Vain

Backstage blowjob ☆

Lap dance || Part 2 ☆

Sex tape ☆

Steve Vai

Steve eating you out ☆

Pete Loran

Fluffy fun sex with Pete ☆♡

[m0etenchandon]

Period sex (Reader x Joe Mazzello)

Pairing: Reader x Joe Mazzello Summary: Joe wants to help relieve your cramps, resulting in fluffy period-sex Warnings: SMUT (18+), fluff, period-sex, blood mention, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), fingering A/N: I only got positive response from you guys when asking if this was something you wanted to read, but if you don´t just skip it. It´s not really graphic, but there are definitely mentions of blood. Wish I was funnier so I could capture Joe´s personality better.. Thanks for reading! Wordcount: 2.6 K

Masterlist

“Are you sure there´s nothing I can get you?”, Joe asked with a pout. You were on your second day of your period, cramps actually slowly killing you. It was the first time Joe had experienced you on your time of the month, having opted to postpone them using your birth control for a while. You hadn´t been together for that long, only 5 months, and were still very much in that everything-ends-in-sex-phase of your relationship. Therefore, making it an easy decision to just skip them. However, you figured you could handle one period. What you didn´t expect, was how intense the cramps would be. Joe had immediately come over to your apartment when you told him, showing up with ice cream and chocolate. Being the amazing boyfriend that he was.

“No, just hold me”, you said, snuggling further into his embrace. His arm that was around you were drawing circles on your back, desperately trying to soothe you. He hated seeing you like this, hated feeling this helpless. There was nothing in the world he wouldn´t do for you.

“It´s so unfair that women have to go through this”, he said. Joe was leaning down to kiss your head when you suddenly fisted his shirt, feeling another wave of pain hit you. A whimper leaving your mouth as you clenched your eyes shut.

“Sometimes I wish I was a werewolf, you know like in teenwolf, and then I could take all your pain away”

“What are you talking about, Joe?”, you giggled, slowly opening your eyes to stare at his dopey face. Happy to be distracted for a few seconds.

“Just saying, I would definitely become a werewolf for you babe. And, bonus, I would be really fast and strong”

“You´re such an idiot”, you laughed. Putting your hand on his face, you leant up to press a kiss to his smiling lips. Completely melting into his touch, pulling away with a smile on your face.

“And besides, who decided that your boobs will look fucking amazing right now but be too sensitive for me to touch”, he pouted. You rolled your eyes, letting out a small laugh. “I love your boobs”

“I´m sure that’s awful for you, my love”, you said patting his chest. “At least you´re not the one who has to walk around wanting to fuck whenever and wherever”

“You see, that´s where you´re wrong. I would take you any surface of the house, anywhere, anytime. I will never not find you attractive, babe. Pretty sure I would fuck you even if you had the personality of actual garbage”

“Even if I never put on makeup?”

“Definitely”, he answered as he kept caressing your cheek. A huge smile plastered on his face.

“Or if I only showered once a week?”

“Yup”

“Even if I said I hated the Yankees?”

“Hmm, I´d have to think about that one”, he giggled before pressing his lips against yours. He pressed his tongue into your mouth, slowly moving. His hand holding your face close. Humming contently, you kissed him back.

“I could give you an orgasm, you know”, he blurted out once you pulled away. Completely taken aback by his abruptness, you raised your eyebrows. “I heard it helps with the pain”

“Well yeah, they do, but trust me you don´t want to do that”

“I would, babe. I´m serious, if you want to then I´m more than willing”, Joe said. You eyed him, searching for any sort of hesitation in his expression. Getting your period always left you a horny mess, just a small naughty thought making your heartbeat increase. You had never tried period-sex before, but from what your friends had told you it was a whole ordeal. It was messy. The relationship was so fresh still, and this was the first time he saw you in this situation. It felt so intimate, so personal. However, you found yourself wanting to. Needing him to give you an orgasm in fact. At least one. Your legs involuntarily clenching together.

“But it´s so messy”

“We´ll put a towel down, it will be fine, babe. I know you´re desperate to get off”, he said as one of his hands started teasing the waistline of your shorts. Shivers shooting down your spine. “I´ve seen how you bite your lip, how you clench those beautiful thigs together whenever I do or say something even mildly sexual. I know you want me, I know I turn you on”

“Aren´t you grossed out by all the blood?”, you asked. Your heart was beating at a million miles an hours, body warm with both arousal and embarrassment.

“You think I can´t handle a little blood, babe? I´m an actor, I see blood all the time”

“Yeah, but this is different”

“I want to, Y/N. Please, let me help you”, he said before caressing your cheek with his thumb. Eyes locking with yours. You bit your lip, contemplating his proposal. You couldn´t understand how he even found you attractive in this state. Your hair was in a messy bun, one of his hoodies covering your body. However, you trusted him. Trusted him to tell the truth, to make this pleasurable for you.

“Okay”, you whispered, seeing his eyes light up.

“Really?”

“Yes, now get to it”

You were impatient at this point, the mere thought of having an orgasm getting you excited. Your clit had been aching for his touch for days.

“Suddenly eager, are we?”, he teased. His lips started pressing soft kisses on your neck, your back arching off the bed in response. Your hand tangled in his messy hair.

“Do you have a tampon in?”

“Geez, yes, Joe. Oh my god”. You felt embarrassed at his words. He was so blunt, obviously not at all disgusted by the whole situation. Joe hummed against you neck, enjoying how you were squirming under his touch. His fingers started dragging down your torso, avoiding your sensitive breasts, and falling to rest just above the waistline of your shorts. Teasing, sucking onto the skin on your neck. He dipped them underneath, immediately finding your clit, making you gasp. You were so turned on, even the lightest of touches sending you into overdrive. The pleasure was so intense you found yourself arching of the bed, rutting against his fingers. The coil in your stomach instantly tightening, lightning bolts shooting up your entire body. Whimpers leaving your mouth.

“So responsive, Y/N”, Joe muttered against your neck. You could feel him smirk, but you were only concentrated on his fingers. You were so close already, clit twitching under his touch. He touched you with just the right amount of pressure, drawing perfect circles on the sensitive nub. “Are you gonna cum already?”. Out of breath, you found yourself not being able to answer him. However, the loud moan leaving your lips was all the confirmation he needed. “It´s okay, babe, you can let go. I´ve got you”, he whispered. That was exactly what you did. Your fingers dug into his scalp as you felt the knot in your stomach start to unravel. Your clit twitched, pleasure washing over you wave after wave. Joe´s name left your mouth along with a string of curse-words, eyes rolling back into your head. The orgasm was so intense, you didn’t even know what to do with yourself, legs shaking uncontrollably.

“Wow, that was quick”, Joe laughed. His breathing was short, the bulge in his pants uncomfortably tight. As your eyes fluttered open, you turned to look at your boyfriend. His eyes were blown wide, a thin layer of sweat covering his forehead. You placed a kiss onto his lips as your hand fell to rest on his bulge, earning a whimper from him. “Shut up”, you mumbled into his chest, embarrassed. Trying to regain your steady breath.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”, you asked as you slipped your hand underneath his joggers. His breath hitched in his throat as you wrapped your hand around his aching shaft. Desperately nodding his head.

Pulling your hand out, you sat up to discard your hoodie along with your shorts. Joe´s hands were all over you, caressing your every curve. He placed open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder, your neck, your jawline. Humming contently, you pulled of his shorts and boxers. His cock sprung up to hit his stomach. Warm and heavy. He pulled off his own shirt, before sliding your panties down your legs. His hand immediately inching its way towards your heat. You arched into his touch, before remembering that you still had the tampon in.

“Wait, I have to go and, you know, sort myself out”, you said as you pulled his hand away. Joe seemed to know what you were getting at, shooting you a smile as you headed for the bathroom. Your entire body felt hot, aching for his touch again.

You discarded of your tampon, grabbing a towel, and walked back into the bedroom. Joe was sprawled out on the bed, one hand lazily stroking himself. Your mouth watered at the sight, your knees growing weak.

“How do you want to do this then?”, you asked hesitantly. You really didn’t want to make a mess of the bed, and certainly not of Joe. The imagine of him covered in your fluids sending a shiver down your back. “I think maybe you should be on top”, you continued, walking over to him. That would at least make it a bit less messy.

“Come here, Y/N”, he beamed and rolled onto his side. He opened his arms and gestured for you to come lay in his grasp. You laid the towel down on the bed, before crawling over to him. Leaning down to place a soft kiss on his lips, you yelped as he flipped you over, your back against his front. He wrapped both of his arms around you, holding you close.

“This way?”, he asked, placing kisses on your shoulder blade. You nodded, walls clenching at the feeling of his hard cock poking into your backside. Joe lifted your leg, scootching closer to your heat. Reaching down, you lined him up with your entrance. “At least we don´t have to worry about lube this time”, Joe snickered against your shoulder, making warmth spread across your entire body. You couldn’t believe you were about to do this.

“Joe, I´m sorry it´s gross”, you whined. You were about to pull away when he thrusted his hips, sinking his cock into your slick entrance. The sensation was out of this world, a gasp leaving your mouth. You were so sensitive, both from your previous orgasm and your time of the month. You could feel every ridge, every vein of his cock sliding against your walls as he slid in inch for inch.

“Fuck, I love you so much, Y/N”, Joe moaned as he bottomed you out. Those three words never failed to send a smile to your face, butterflies going wild in your stomach. He had said it only a few weeks ago, but you were positive he meant it. You could see it in his eyes.

“P-please, Joe. Can you mo-move?”. You were impatient, craving the feeling of him filling you up again and again.

He nodded, pulling out before sliding back in. Moans left your mouth as he continued his slow pace.

“It feels so good, princess. So tight for me”, Joe whined. The frequency of his thrusts increased, sending bolts of pleasure through your entire body. He placed hot, open-mouthed kisses to your shoulder blade. The hand holding your leg up definitely creating bruises. The room filled with slick noises, along with the quiet whimpers and moans leaving the pair of you.

You felt your leg start to ache and by the heavy breathing Joe was doing, you could tell the position was straining for him too. “Wait, let´s switch positions, Joe”, you whimpered. He hummed, ducking under your leg to take you missionary instead. The new angle causing him to hit your g-spot. You let out a gasp, a smirk forming on Joe´s face as he started thrusting again. His now free hand started rubbing tight circles on your clit, you back arching off the bed.

“Better?”, he asked as he leant down to give you a kiss. You hummed as his lips met yours, your arms wrapping around his back, holding him close as you felt yourself nearing climax again. Joe was too, his breathing uneven, thrusts growing sloppy and less precise. “Gonna cum for me, Y/N?”, he asked, pulling back from your lips slightly. His breath hot against your mouth. Not trusting your voice at this point, you nodded before pulling him to you again. Your legs wrapped around his waist, urging him to finish as well. With a particularly angled thrust combined with his fingers working your clit, you were pushed over the edge. White, hot pleasure shot through your body as you felt Joe twitch inside you. He kept rubbing your clit, cock stilling as a warm sensation coated your walls. Your legs were shaking, fingers digging into his back. Your name left his mouth along with a string of “I love you”s  as he held you close. Riding out both your orgasms.

You stayed like that for a while. Joe on top of you, still inside. Your fingers traced circles on his back, enjoying just having him close. He placed soft kisses to your neck and jaw as you felt your eyelids growing heavy. “You can´t fall asleep yet, babe”, Joe hummed. You knew he was right, but you just felt so loved at the moment. His body hot against yours, dopey smiles on both your faces. You could stay like this for the entire day, but the slick feeling between your thighs kept reminding you that you had to shower.

As Joe slowly slid out, a hiss left your mouth at the sensation. He sat back on his knees, a grimace covered his face. “Not to alarm you babe, but it looks like a fucking murder scene down here”, he laughed. Your eyes went wide, hands flowing up to cover your face. You were absolutely mortified. Joe wasn´t however. He pulled your hands away and placed a soft kiss onto your lips.

“Oh my god, that’s so embarrassing”, you muttered once he pulled away. Reaching up to wipe his hair that was matted to his forehead away, he beamed at you. Butterflies going crazy in your stomach. “I love you, Joe. Thank you for doing this”

“I would say the pleasure was all mine, but from the sounds you were making I´m pretty sure you enjoyed this as well”, he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at you. Giggling, you rolled your eyes.

“Shut up”, you mumbled, punching his chest lightly.

“Do you feel better?”. Joe caressed your cheek, genuine concern flooding his eyes. You leant into the touch, nodding your head. If not completely gone, the cramps had definitely gotten lighter. You grabbed his hand, placing a soft kiss onto the back of it, earning a huge smile from your boyfriend.

“Come on, babe, let´s get you cleaned up”, he stood up, holding out his hand for you. Trying not to let your eyes drift down to the mess you´ve made on both Joe and the bed, you went to stand up. Cringing from the slick feeling between your thighs.  “We can act out the shower scene from Psycho”

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Permanent taglist (open, let me know if you want to be added or removed): @tanya-is-dead, @meghans-corner, @killah-queenz, @miss-tayylor, @sunflower-borhap-boys, @seasexnsun, @valkyrie-and-lokis-daughter, @joes-milk, @pantamemes, @unicornofdanger, @monochromedeacon, @pushthetide21

[magickcandie]

Joe!John Deacon Masterlist

One (Request)

Two (Request)

[aintnouseofpretending]

My writings Masterlist!

(doesn’t include my imagines cuz it sucks lol)

Queen

> Uncool (Tomboy!Reader x John Deacon)

You know yourself when it comes to men. You have lots of crushes beforehand, and your next victim is John Deacon, ace of electric from another University. After trying hard to get his attention, he softly rejected you saying he’s no way in hell compatible with you. But, unlike your previous crushes, you just can’t get rid of him from your heart and mind.

> And I'll run in the rain till I'm breathless (Reader x Roger Taylor)

You are part of the underground rock community in London. One day Brian introduces her to Roger and they quickly became a friend. But that doesn’t last long; after giving Roger space supposedly reserved for her best friend—you get to finally see Roger’s true face behind his cool looks.

> You’re Not Usually This Quiet (Reader & Freddie Mercury) (part of the Cracked Glass one-shot series)

Although things have not been working well, you still come and fulfil your promise to go picnic with your best friends; Freddie and his boyfriend Jim, Mary, and the other three boys and their significant others. Well, not really. You ended up just with Freddie, because Jim and Mary got something urgent in their workplace, and Freddie is too angry to listen for any more excuses from the other boys. It doesn’t take long for Freddie to notice something is wrong with his best friend.

> Let’s Sit By The Fireplace... (Reader x Brian May) (part of the Cracked Glass one-shot series)

You have been living with Brian for one and a half year. It has been the habit of you as a couple to ask how each other’s days after work. So when you can only answer to his with a sigh, he goes and makes you both a cup of hot chocolate.

Bohemian Rhapsody Casts

> There Will Not Be A Next Time (Gwilym Lee x Reader (slight x Joe Mazzello))

You and Gwilym have been together for long. Despite living together, you respect each other boundaries. What you thought was just a little bit cheesy; “Their job is pretty obvious. It’ll come off as clingy if I ask them about it,” dynamic the two of you having currently, turns out to be the reason for your split. It was revealed when you’re in the middle of your hero work, the infamous villain you have long chase was none other than your own boyfriend.

> Together Since... (Reader x Joe Mazzello)

You and Joe just graduated together from college. But Joe wishes to celebrate it with just the two of you. Basically just general fun and fluff~

[mercurysnitch]

Follower Milestone + One Magnificent Year Sneak Peek

I’ve just hit 150 followers! I know that’s still not a huge number, but I’m excited, so whatever. 😊😊 I’m working on a little drabble in celebration, but in the meantime, because it’s been far too long since I’ve shared some writing, here’s a sneak peek of One Magnificent Year, coming very soon (possibly Friday, otherwise this weekend). The full fic is basically a bonus chapter showing what happened after Part 6 of Though You’re Many Years Away (before the epilogue six years later). It’s essentially a year in the life of Reader and Joe (in which some big things happen to their family) so it’s split up into months of that year. Featuring absurdly quick cross-country wedding planning, worried expectant dad!Joe, and so much fluff. Anyway, sneak peek is below. Enjoy!   

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February

February brought cold season to your little family. First Tallulah came home with a sore throat and a fever which kept her away from school for three days, during which time Joe was luckily free to stay home with her. Then you caught her cold, though you managed to escape the worst of it, developing nothing worse than a sniffle. Finally, a week later you woke to find Joe pale and feverish beside you. He didn't wake until you were getting dressed for work. "Darling, are you alright?" you asked him, concerned. "No," he groaned. "My head hurts, my throat is killing me and I've got chills, I think." "Sounds like you've caught our cold then" you commented. "Can you stay home with me babe? Please?" Joe begged. You smiled sadly. "You know I can't, dear. Besides, it's just a cold. You’re a grownup, you can survive on eight hours on your own." "But baaabe!" he protested. "You sound like Loolah, you know. You have a cold, you're not dying" you grumbled, smiling fondly at Joe despite your exasperation. "But I'll come home as early as I can " you added affectionately. "Thanks babe" he mumbled, peering blearily up at you from his spot under the covers. You returned to your morning routine, and Joe was asleep again within minutes.

Joe stayed home for a week. He never got any worse than Tallulah had, but sometimes it seemed that way because he was such a drama queen when he was sick. After two nights of listening to him sniff and cough miserably next to you, you banished yourself to the couch in the hope of finally getting some sleep. It barely worked, and you made sure to tell Joe the next day. "That couch is terrible! If only we had an extra bedroom…" "What, don't you like my apartment?" he grumped. "No, I do, Joe," you reassured him, "it's just… it feels so small sometimes. Like we're all on top of each other all the time, you know?" Joe looked thoughtful. "I actually saw a really nice house for sale the other day. Not too big, little bit of yard at the back… don't know if we can afford it though" he told you. "Well, it can't hurt to take a look" you grinned. Joe smiled back. "Let's go then."

The house turned out to be a nice little townhouse, with four bedrooms, but surprisingly right in your price range. Best of all, it was still on the market, but not for long. One very tense week later it was yours. There was just one small catch. "So, we close on the house in a month" Joe told you, following a phonecall from the real estate agent. "Which means we can't move in until April." "We're getting married in April though, we're going to be super busy and then away for a fortnight" you pointed out. "Yeah, the timing's not the best, is it?" Joe laughed. "I suppose we could move the week before we go…" you suggested. "Yeah, we- oh no, wait, we can't, I'm going to Vegas for my bachelor party that week" Joe told you. "And that means we can't move because…?" you asked. "I'm not leaving you to deal with moving by yourself" Joe replied stoutly. You looked at him thoughtfully for a moment. "As much as I want to go all 'independent woman' on you, I actually think you're right. I'll have enough to do that week as it is" you told him. "So we'll move after the wedding?" Joe suggested. "Yeah. As soon as we can" you agreed. 

Gee, we’re doing a lot this year.

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Baby You Were My Picket Fence

Series Summary: You are a first grade teacher in sunny Los Angeles, California. Ben Hardy is the father of your most challenging student. Things quickly get complicated in this unconventional love story.  

Chapter 1: Bad To The Bone

Chapter 2: Should I Stay Or Should I Go

Chapter 3: Light My Fire

Chapter 4: Dream On

Chapter 5: Paradise City

Chapter 6: Have You Ever Seen The Rain

Chapter 7: Let It Be

Chapter 8: Kickstart My Heart

Chapter 9: Sympathy For The Devil

Chapter 10: I Want You To Want Me

Chapter 11: White Wedding

Chapter 12: Welcome To The Jungle

Chapter 13: Peace Of Mind

Chapter 14: Smoke On The Water

Chapter 15: The Chain

Chapter 16: All Along The Watchtower

Chapter 17: No One Like You

Chapter 18: Surrender

Chapter 19: Stairway To Heaven 

Chapter 20: Home Sweet Home

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