#brian x chrissie

[freddie-mercury-rising]

[eileen-crys]

Aisuruhito yo

Queen is touring in Japan, crazy and hectic as always, but Brian takes the chance for a quiet night with Chrissie to comfort her pain.

My entry for the Brian & Roger's ships week 2023 - organised on @johnica-weeks - with Brian and Chrissie! There's not much mindless fluff between them, sadly (and only one fully dedicated smut!) so I wanted to make up for that and give these two some time to cuddle without any worries or angst. This fic is set in an undefined year in the late 70s/early 80s but without kids yet.

I hope you'll enjoy and I hope this will inspire more Brissie fics! 🥰

[anerdquemoraaolado]

I thought I had post it here before but anyway

From time to time I feel nostalgic about Through Chrissie's Eyes so here is a little experimentation from a couple of years ago

[eileen-crys]

Love love love the art and the fic!!! The whole series got me so hooked heheh I'm so happy you're continuing it! 💖💖💖

In which Chrissie’s mouth is lonely, Brian gets his hopes up, and the Deacons’ house is filled with mysteries. 🌼🌼🌼

My contribution for the Roger and Brian’s canon pairings week. You can read the first part of the fic here!

Thank you @johnica-weeks for hosting!

[kamildawww]

rating: mature pairings: Brian May/Roger Taylor, Brian May/Chrissie Mullen tags: alternate universe, songfic, unresolved tension, maybe, hurt/comfort, angst, drama, pining, psychology, maybe??, what tags. summary: Everyone knows Roger very well, but not everyone knows his real personality, only after a long communication Brian really recognizes Taylor and can understand without words what is going on in the guy's head. But after May gets a girlfriend, there's a lot going on in Roger's head that he wouldn't want to share with his best friend.

[yourgirlsarchived]

'I want a baby' (Chrissy to Eddie; Mxrvelouscreations)

He's not sure, for a few seconds, that he heard her right. Eddie was convinced that all girls this age were like his sister and of the opinion kids are cute but too sticky to chance. So Chrissy coming out with that?

It's hot. Terrifying.

"You...like, right now? In general? After college?" Please say after college or in general. Eddie's not sure his heart can take hearing right now from her. "Is this like a plan with a boyfriend, life plan, recent realization? I need deets."

[saintmeghanmarkle]

📋 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐌 𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐀𝐑𝐎, 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝟒𝟎𝐱𝟒𝟎 📋

📌 ARO jam recipients (as of May 27th, 2024)

Tracy Robbins (designer, wife of Paramount Pictures CEO Brian Robbins) *

Delfina Balquier (Argentine socialite, wife of Nacho Figueras) * and Nacho Figueras (professional polo player) *

Kelly Mckee Zajfen (friend, Alliance of Moms founder) *

Mindy Kaling (actress and comedian) *

Tracee Ellis Ross (actress, daughter of Diana Ross)

Abigail Spencer (friend, Suits co-star) *

Chrissy Teigen (television personality, wife of John Legend)

Kris Jenner ('Momager') *

Garcelle Beauvais (actress, Real Housewives of Beverly Hills) *

Heather Dorak (friend, yoga instructor) *

📌 Archetypes podcast guests

Serena Williams 🏆

Mariah Carey 👑

Mindy Kaling (actress and comedian) *

Margaret Cho (comedian and actress)

Lisa Ling (journalist and tv personality)

Deepika Padukone (Indian actress)

Jenny Slate (actress and comedian)

Constance Wu (actress)

Paris Hilton (entrepreneur, socialite, activist)

Iliza Shlesinger (comedian and actress)

Issa Rae (actress and writer)

Ziwe (comedian and writer)

Sophie Grégoire Trudeau (former wife of Canadian PM Trudeau)

Pamela Adlon (actress)

Sam Jay (comedian and writer)

Mellody Hobson (President and co-CEO of $14.9B Ariel Investments, Chairwoman of Starbucks Corporation, wife of George Lucas)

Victoria Jackson (entrepreneur, wife of Bill Guthy: founder of Guthy-Renker, leading direct marketing company)

Jameela Jamil (actress, television host)

Shohreh Aghdashloo (Iranian and American actress)

Michaela Jaé Rodriguez (actress and singer)

Candace Bushnell (Sex and The City writer)

Trevor Noah (South African comedian)

Andy Cohen (talk show host)

Judd Apatow (director, producer, screenwriter)

source

📌 40x40 participants

Adele 🌟

Amanda Gorman (poet and activist)

Amanda Nguyen (activist)

Ayesha Curry (actress, cooking television personality)

Ciara (singer and actress)

Deepak Chopra (author and alternative medicine advocate)

Dr. Nadine Burke Harris (former Surgeon General of California)

Elaine Welteroth (former Editor-in-Chief of Teen Vogue)

Dr. Ibram X Kendi (professor and anti-racism activist)

Fernando Garcia (creative director of Oscar de la Renta)

Gabrielle Union (actress)

Gloria Steinem (feminist journalist and social-political activist)

Hillary Clinton (politician, wife of former US President Bill Clinton)

Katie Couric (journalist) *

Kerry Washington (actress)

Chef José Andrés (founder of World Central Kitchen)

Melissa McCarthy (actress)

Princess Eugenie (member of British Royal Family)

Priyanka Chopra (actress)

Sarah Paulson (actress)

Sofia Carson (actress)

Sophie Grégoire Trudeau (former wife of Canadian PM)

Stella McCartney (fashion designer, daughter of Paul McCartney)

Dr. Theresa "Tessy" Ojo - CBE, FRSA (Diana Award CEO)

Tracee Ellis Ross (actress, daughter of Diana Ross)

Unconfirmed - Edward Enninful (former Editor-in-Chief of British Vogue)

Unconfirmed - Daniel Martin (makeup artist) *

An official list of all "40x40" participants was never disclosed

source 1 // source 2 // source 3

📌 Notes:

Names with an asterisk (*) indicate that they follow ARO on Instagram

Notably missing from these lists: Netflix CEO Ted Sarandos and wife Nicole Avant, Jeff Bezos and Lauren Sanchez, Beyoncé, Tina Knowles, Tyler Perry, Oprah Winfrey, Gayle King, Kevin Costner, Ellen DeGeneres, Portia Rossi *, Brooke Shields, John Travolta, Kelly Rowland, Holly Robinson Peete, Misan Harriman *, Michael Bublé

Wedding guests missing from these lists: Jessica Mulroney, George and Amal Clooney, David and Victoria Beckham, Idris Elba and Sabria Dhowre, James Blunt and Sofia Wellesley, Janina Gavankar, Elton John and David Furnish, James Corden and Julia Carey, Patrick J. Adams and the rest of the cast of Suits, Joss Stone, Tom Hardy and Charlotte Riley, Carey Mulligan and Marcus Mumford [Source]

Sunshine Sachs must've called in a LOT of favors to get so many famous names on board the Archetypes Podcast and the 40x40 project. Vanity projects that went... nowhere.

Without Sunshine Sachs, IMO it's highly unlikely that M will ever be able to reach the same level of celebrity access on her own.

If there are any names missing from these lists, please comment below 👇

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[yourgirlsarchived]

There's no hiding the way her cheeks light up. Which has Eddie all kinds of flustered. Chrissy can be so innocent and then takes photos like that. It's too hot to handle, frankly.

"It's a good thing. I'm flustered not grossed out. You're a total babe and I'm not really firing on all cylanders here." Which is galling he is a dungeon master, a story teller and improv storyteller, but he can't tell Chrissy she's beautiful?

Chrissy tried to hide her blush, her gaze lingering on her hands. “Is that… is that a bad thing?” She asked, voice cracking ever so slightly. It was safe to say she wasn’t all that confident about how she looked in the pictures.

[the-firebird69]

2023 New Harley Davidson X350 Launched🔥 | Better Than Hunter 350 | Price...

The comparable Kawasaki it was like $7,000 this one is like $8,500 in China when the USA is more like 12 Grand or 10 grand somewhere in there and it is a little bit pricey but they're selling a lot of these and you want to post it and you can't find a reasonable video they're all idiots saying it's Chinese and they make some there but it's a Harley-Davidson plant and they have strict rules and they follow them but most of them are made in the United States so I don't know why the hell they're saying that and it's you people and you're stupid it goes against what you're doing we can't stand you so dumb you have to listen okay sometimes trying to figure out which way it is doesn't work out that way okay people don't buy it of yours and you're small but listen to you you shut up you little s*** you should flush yourself you're so dumb you're trying to say stuff and be right and not not even checking and not saying the right thing and you're ruining your people and you're a f****** God damn zombie is so damn dumb so this is the bike and there's some idiot over there having a safe stuff cuz they're dumber than hell this is time to flush so this bike is selling like madness all over the world each areas around 2 to 300 trillion a week and the guys are going gangbusters trying to keep up no they're not building them we've thought of piggybacking and I bet there's a war going on and then he said that would be more used cars so we started to do that I was still alive there's tons of these out there now they hand over well they're fast and sippy and the 500 is even faster and still handles extremely well. Chrissy wants to use it in her carnival act it's really a circus act and they're looking at the sideshow place it's very run down and very beat up what is the land and his place and it's the x and it can all be restored even from the ground up and they're looking at now and they think they might have a winner and it's not the same circus as Barbara and Bailey but it would make the area more popular again and at least a bit more fun and that's what they want to do and have a purpose and a son would go to something like this small circus and they would help him get up there well if I then you should have a way so it's going on now that they're going to look at it and the video begins because they're talking about it possibly flooding and they have to break out the harbor and this would be a reason why

Thor Freya

We have a feeling that people are helping lead you there and we are going to try and figure out who it is it's a damn good idea and we are going to look into it and besideshow.com and everything comes from this concept of a smaller circus area where you really have side shows it's kind of a freaky thing and his act would be freaky he'd be a strong man and not only a strong man but way too strong for today and he would be over the top and people would say it's kind of freaky and he would make it to Bailey but maybe later on at this time it'll be better as a side show and he's kind of right but he didn't know why exactly he's never heard of this kind of thing it's like a big apothecary and I said sort of and that stuff would be there and his plan used to thrive on it and the miscellaneous do this all the time they said in the past and they were here and they did acts like the hairy woman and stuff and they want to be there and we have all socials and we do it every Friday at the mall

Brad

I'm not supposed to be one of them and I'm not really but it is kind of but nobody knows it is and it's kind of like a friend here Chris he's really huge but he's not come and see the baby giant and Brian you can use that line the one you've always wanted to use because the guy was mean to you or something it was probably Trump so we're going to try and get to it too we have an act it is a sideshow and it uses knives and no but it's skill and it's fun

Sherry

We have a sideshow this is great the motorcycle thing is not a sideshow and yeah it is and she can do her show as a side show in our place and she'd have a home and this is great and our friend can move up there if he had to in a tiny house no a small house no a medium one and yeah he can probably build one and he knows about what we're talking about but he'd have to be inland a little unless we fill it in with dirt so here we go this is going to be fun

Bg

I can't believe it this is a dream and it really is we're getting our act together we think tonight we had fun with the clones they went nuts just because we wanted to not drowned and we're sick of them and we see it now we don't want to drive people and kidnap one guy and go nowhere Australia would be hell and the empire below and they are down there we get our asses kicked

Ben Arnold

Olympus

It's funny as hell he says who's the planner here and we got our train stuff and carriages and I'm trying to move around and oh we can't move down there yet so I get this but really this is a good idea so we're going to post

Mac daddy we're building these we can't build them fast enough we need workers and we need factories if you guys want bikes please come and sign up where equal opportunity our people are busy this is just a Harley factory we want to try and get along

[eileen-crys]

Happy Halloween! 🔮🎃

Vampire Brian and Witch Chrissie are wandering through the depth of some older part of their cottage, looking for ancient books or hidden mysteries, who knows? 👀

I made this for the DTIYS by @/staring_at_stereos on Instagram and features Brian and Chrissie from my Witches x Monsters AU 😊💕 Made with ink, markers and Koh-I-Noor multicolored pencils!

Please don't repost! Likes and reblogs are highly appreciated! || Read my Witches x Monsters AU fic here 🔮

[cocoabubbelle]

Headcanon:

Had they lived, both Eddie Munson and Chrissy Cunningham would have discovered and loved Brian Jacques’s Redwall novel.

[drowseoftaylor]

Hello! I just found your blog thanks to a friend and was wondering if you could write something with a size kink? It doesn’t matter who you write it for, I’m just short and want a big man to hold me (and in this case, more ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ). I appreciate it 💙🖤

ooo thanks for the request, honey. lets go with the biggest member of them all, my baby Brian. smut under the cut, style (its a bit more filthy than I originally intended but, oh well)

so you and Brian have been together for just under a year now

you recently moved in together, and meant to do it sooner but you both had to wait until Brian was on break from tour and recording so you didn’t have to rush

on this particular morning you woke up to an empty bed and rubbed your sleepy eyes as you wondered where he could be

you pushed yourself out of bed and wandered into the bathroom to brush your teeth and pull up your hair

you were only wearing one of Brian’s old tee shirts (because of last nights endeavors) and decided to put on some shorts and fuzzy socks before making your way downstairs

when you padded into the kitchen you saw Brian hunched over the island counter, coffee cup in one hand, and the newspaper in the other

“I love how you still read newspapers, lovey.” you say crossing your arms and leaning against the door frame before flashing him a sweet smile

“mmm, yeah. think it keeps me grounded.” he says putting down the objects in his hands, placing them on the countertop.

He walks over to where you're standing and wraps his arms around your shoulders and pulls you in close while you wrap your arms around his waist and breathe in his scent

“and I love how you still wear fuzzy socks” he says laughing slightly

“hey! my mum gave me these, you know.” you say pulling back from him a little and looking up at him giggling slightly

you always had to look up at Brian or get on your tip toes to kiss him since you were so tiny compared to him, which you were just now starting to realize

“wow” you say suddenly, pulling back from him

“what is it, love?”

I just now realized how small I am compared to you, its wild.”

you take his wrist and hold his hand up against yours so you both could see the considerable size difference

“yeah, love. guess you are pretty tiny.” he says smiling before lacing his fingers with yours and then planting a tiny kiss on your forehead before walking over to his coffee cup again

he placed his other hand on the counter leaning into it slightly causing his already too short shirt to ride up a little

“yeah. so tiny in fact, that you could just whip me around however you like, right? I mean, just think of all the power you could have over me..” you said sauntering over to him and batting your eyelashes trying to look innocent

Brian almost chokes on his drink before he places the mug down and gives you a stern look as you stand in front of him

“y/n, are you honestly trying to get me all riled up already? its only half past seven.”

“welllllll, is it working?” you say taking a step closer to him

all he does is glance down at his bulge in his grey sweatpants that was getting more and more noticeable by the second.

“I'd say so, baby.”

you blushed at the sight of his hard-on

“did just my words really make you that hard, Bri?” you ask innocently looking up at him

he pauses then lightly takes your wrist in his hand, then he starts to toy with your fingers lightly as he speaks

“I don't know, kitten. its just...it amazes me how someone so small can make me feel so...”

as he speaks, he slowly runs your small hand down his chest all the way down to his bulge where he places your hand over it and then squeezes your hand and his cock as he breathes out and lets his head fall back from the feeling

“...good”

“fuck, Brian.”

even after almost a year you're still so shocked and turned on whenever you and Brian do something like this. spontaneous sexy times and flirting with each other was always part of yours and his daily schedules and you loved it

he starts to massage your hand over his hard cock and he groans. he always makes the most beautiful noises, even just from your hand touching him over his pants

“does it make you hard when my tiny hand touches your huge cock?” you say quiet enough just for him to hear as he rocks his hips into your hand at a slightly faster pace. his right hand over your hand on his cock and his other hand has now moved under your shirt and is massing your breast

“f-fuck, y/n. it makes me so, so hard. can barely take it.”

you smirk up at him and then stand up on your tip toes to start licking and sucking his neck causing him to moan out even more

“more, baby please.” he says

you just loved it when that beautiful man would beg

you decided to slip your hand into the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers and spread all the pre cum around his rock hard cock before starting to pump him gently

“feel that? my hand is so tiny it can barely fit around your cock.” you say against his throat and his hands fly to your waist to steady himself as he lets out a long groan and whimper as he takes his lip between his teeth

“baby, you gotta stop. I’m so  fucking turned on. I-i’m gonna cum”

you smirk against him and lean back to take in his beautiful features.

“then fucking cum”

you start to jack him off as fast as you can, pushing Brian to the absolute edge. his pants are slid down around his thighs now, just enough so his cock is out, and he's brutally rocking his hips into your hand and is a moaning mess as you jack him off and praise him to cum

soon enough he's spurting all over your hand and his lower stomach and his head falls against your shoulder 

he is panting and trying to catch his breath and then suddenly lets out a breathless giggle as he stands back up to look at you, his face completely flushed

“what?” you say confused as to why what just happened is funny

“absolutely nothing, angel. just makes me laugh at how the fact that you're so tiny, basically makes me cum in my jocks.”

his post-orgasmic comment makes you slightly chuckle as you lick some of his cum off your finger, causing his cock to jump against your hand

“well, for the record, I did pull them down bit.”

[lily-in-thevalley]

After All this Time

Brian May x Reader

Four years after your affair with Brian ended he sent you tickets to his concert in his home town. Maybe things don't have to be as hard as they've been all this time.

Tw: mentions of cheating, mentions of depression, cursing, ehhh maybe more it's angsty

(I swear I write more than hurt stuff, I just have a back-log)

You knew you shouldn't. Driving to the venue you knew that nothing good could come of it. Even taking a spot in the middle of the crowd where you knew you wouldn't be seen tugged at your heart.

Four years, after being together in varying degrees for years you hadn't seen Brian in four years. Really, how could you? Deep down you two knew what you were doing was wrong. You knew that he had a family, a wife, people to care for and you fell for him anyway. The desperate nights you'd spend together, born from a lie he'd tell chrissie as he kissed her at the door. You felt your heart grow heavy at the thought, you, singlehandedly, brought down the most important constant in his life.

When she'd found out about everything you didn't blame her for being angry. Not for one second, you knew that you would be too in her place. All your life you'd gone about trying so hard not to hurt anybody, trying to keep smiles on the faces of those you held dear. Only now, the love of your life, the man you were willing to live in secret for, was heartbroken. That day chrissie had given him the choice, she'd already had her heart broken, if anything you applauded her ability to be willing to fix things. She told him, it was you, or his kids. The kids that he loved more than anything in the whole world, and that included... You.

The lights in the venue dimmed, being replaced by the colourful stage lights as a light fog rolled out from back stage. You suddenly missed watching from back there. Being the first person Brian would go to after a show, telling him how amazing he was, feeling him shake with adrenaline as he leaned in- you shook your head.

The first powerful chords belted out, filling the room to the brim and bringing you back to your thoughts. You could feel his heart being torn about, putting in everything he had as he played. A lot of things from the album had hit you, Too Much Love Will Kill You had brought you to such a state you had to skip work the next day. Honestly you wondered which of you it was for, you or her. You didn't know which broke your heart more, him desperately wanting you back and having no way to find you, or him wanting the comfort of his wife so badly. It would make sense for him to want her more though. As much as you wished it hadn't been so you knew and understood why he had to choose her.

He stopped singing, letting the girls pick up his slack as he stood there. Your heart stopped in your chest, the choked up feeling burning just at the back of your throat coming back full force. While he stalled in the song as much as he could you watched him say your name. You couldn't hear it, but you knew what he'd said. The thought that 'I'm who he's looking at, everyone here and he says my name' suddenly brought back the guilt you'd been avoiding all day.

Leaving was easier before everything had come down around you two. Turning away from him on stage was easier when you knew it'd be you he saw after. But you had to, it was too much. All evening you'd told yourself it was a bad idea to go see him and now you were stuck in 'what could have been' again. You bit your lip to hold back a sob as you turned your back, heading for the exit.

"Wait-" He slipped up, trying to keep the words to his song in order while begging you to stay. The sob that had been threatening you for the past half hour escaped as you pushed open the doors and hurried outside.

Of course it was raining, the world knew that it was a sad night in London and tried to cry with you as you slammed your car door shut. You were being flooded with memories. Memories of impatient passion in the back seat of that very car, memories of the morning you two woke up together, just holding eachother close as though he hadn't had to lie about where he would be all night. It was still new and exciting then, the days when you felt more in love than you ever had in your life as you kissed excitedly like teenagers. Before the reality of it all came down, before you both had to have your hearts broken. As much as it hurt though, you would never blame him. Louisa, Jimmy, and Emily were the sweetest children you'd ever met. They made him so happy, he loved being their dad and you loved seeing that joy in his eyes.

When your tears dried enough to drive the sky was still crying for you, the distant rumble of thunder digging at your heart like a sob. The traffic that night went easy on you and your broken heart, allowing you to speed home safely. You let your head drop to the wheel as you sniffled a few more times.

The flat seemed colder then you had left it, in the four years you had been alone it only felt this cold right after he left. Even the couple of times you couldn't go on tour it had the warmth of knowing he'd come back. Now, it was just empty. It felt like the loneliest place in the world as you leaned against the door. You dropped your keys on the table and let your jacket hit the floor. Nobody was there to see it anyway, what did it matter if it stayed there all week.

You wished that you could have kept crying. It was so much better than the cold weight in your empty chest, right where your heart would have been if it wasn't shattered on the floor around you. No matter how long you stayed there the couch didn't warm up, even with your face pressed down into it with your shallow breaths.

The doorbell. Just as you were drifting into the numb escape of sleep the doorbell rang. The temptation to ignore it was outweighed by your chronic politeness and you dragged yourself to the door. Whoever was on the other side would have to put up with the state you were in if they really needed you. They kept ringing the bell, to the point where you were ready to break the button before they could do it again.

"Yeah I heard you im- I'm on my way" you took a deep breath and stepped over your coat. The incessant ringing of the bell had you clenching your jaw as you opened the door, only for it to drop open.

Neither of you said a word. Both of you just stood there, not even daring to breath for fear of scaring the other off. What good would words have done anyway? The look on Brian's face, the pain in his eyes, the tears that, had it not been for the circumstances, he would have laughed off and blamed on the rain. It said what you had felt all afternoon and more. You couldn't bare to look at it, knowing he was hurting, had been hurting just as much as you were.

"Um" you turned your gaze to the floor, hating the tears that hit the ground below your eyes.

"Tell me to go and I will" Oh god his voice, it was too familiar. It sounded too much like it did the day he told you he had to leave. It was too sad, his voice was too beautiful to be wasted on such somber tones. Your vision blurred as your tears became uncontrollable and you held a hand over your mouth

"I... I cant tell you that" the urge to take a step back reared it's head as he took a step closer to you. He saw you flinch and stopped himself from getting any closer.

"Do you want me to go?" You should say yes, you should tell him he had a wife and kids to go to, that no matter how badly you needed him everyone made their choice four years ago. With a shudder you lifted your hand, just enough to grab his hand and shook your head.

The last time he'd seen you cry like this, the silent tears and never seemed to stop, was when he told you he'd never stop loving you as he left. He had never cried as he kissed somebody goodbye till that day, nor had he ever heard the door to your flat close and rattle like that as you sunk to the floor against it. Instantly he wanted to hold you, to comb his fingers through your hair and tell you it would all be ok. He wanted to take your hurt away and add it to his own for making you feel it in the first place.

Brian reached for your cheek, letting you keep your hold on him as you took in a shaky breath at the contact. It was as though a dam had broken then. You dove into his chest and wrapped your arms around him, letting yourself sob as you felt his arms loop around your shoulders.

"Fucking hell Brian" you couldn't stop now that you had started. Neither of you stopped to think as he guided you inside, never breaking your hold on him. As he felt how your home had changed from somewhere so happy to the place it was now he held you tighter. It was your jacket on the floor that brought his tears back. He was hit with a memory that barely felt like it had happened in the same place. The memory of your shared laugh as you insisted you both hang your coats up on the new rack. The memory of how you blushed as he teased you about being pinned to the wall and having that on your mind. Every time he came over after that he had made a point of hanging up his coat, once, even when all he had worn that day was a jumper.

You untangled yourself from him and wiped harshly at your cheeks

"Ah, sorry. Sorry I didn't clean today and the- I didn't- here I'll get the heat going-"

"Angel..." he hung your coat up, letting a little smile curl at his lips "it's ok." You stopped dead in your tracks. Angel... of course he hadn't forgotten, he always called you his angel, his sweetheart. You didn't realize you had been staring at the floor, not turning the heat on, till he cupped your cheek in his hand.

"Brian, why are you here? We can't do this" He let his hand fall back to his side, trying to smile through his sigh.

"...I don't know." Those were his least favourite words, he would always badger someone till they gave him a proper answer "why did you come to the show?" Because I love you. It was the truth neither of you would speak, the last thing either of you could say. You couldn't stand being so close to him, so near but so far away, so cold while he could be your warmth.

You turned away and shrugged your shoulders, another thing that always used to get on his nerves. Briefly, as you turned the heat up you wondered if it still bothered him, four years can change anybody.

"How are the kids?" You sniffled and tried to put the kettle on with shaky hands.

"What?" He sounded dumbfounded, giving you a twisted sense of comfort that he was just as lost here as you were. Keeping your hands busy was the only way you could keep your head clear... Keep your heart away from his.

"I asked how your kids were" both of you winced at your cold tone. This isn't what you wanted, to push him away further than the furthest he could be. With a bit of a laugh you continued "I mean, isn't that what you're supposed to talk about when you haven't seen someone for four years? How's the family?"

"I- (y/n) we can't just- will you please look at me while I'm talking?" His voice was confusing, it held too many things for it to make any sense. But you got defensive anyway, you knew it was wrong, he didn't deserve it. You thought back to your nights curled up wishing you could die, wishing you could get the dark pit out of your stomach just by screaming it at him. And it only made you understand more that nobody deserved to get snapped at for your broken feelings as you dropped the dish towel you were fiddling with.

"We can't what? Just talk like adults?" You took your breaths in deep, keeping your voice low. Just because he was here, just because you were overwhelmed, just because you felt everything you wanted to be done with all over again didn't mean you could shout at him. That wasn't fair.

He sat at the empty kitchen table, sitting like he knew you wanted to scream. Like he knew the body language of somebody so hurt that he learned to make himself small. Maybe he had learned. You saw and felt how anger and sadness could change a person. Maybe he hadn't been out living in a dream while you struggled to pick the pieces of yourself up

"Sorry. The um... The kids are great, last time I saw them" his eyes lit up and you wanted to cry, you didn't even know why "Emily has just gotten really into reading, she loves her books. Louisa she... I got her a set of bongos for Christmas last year and she's become Rogers best friend. And Jimmy is living his best as well, we had a good talk about photography last month" He bit his tongue, remembering how it killed just a little bit of their hearts when he told them you weren't coming back. They didn't know why, but they knew that you were someone really special to their dad and as hard as he tried to hide it they saw how it hurt him too.

"That's great. They're great kids" you turned the kettle off as it barely started to whistle. With more trepidation then you intended, you handed Brian a cup and leaned against the counter. After taking a sip you felt you could have buried yourself.

"Ah shit, Im sorry I didn't- there's no tea in this tea" you shared an awkward chuckle as you took his cup back, remembering suddenly how he liked his tea. That wouldn't help anybody, showing him you never forgot something as simple as that would only dig you deeper.

"Cream and sugar?" You knew the answer. Two sugars and no cream, that's what it had always been, even when he had his coffee only phase it was two sugars and no cream. And he told you just as much, only making you hate yourself more for being right.

Silence settled between you two again, a silence that made tears prickle in the corners of your eyes. It brought back the sleepy mornings you'd spend keeping the quiet at bay. Taking every second together you could and filling it with as much love as you could. When the silence became too deafening you could hear him stop breathing as you took a breath to speak

"I don't understand any of this anymore" with a shake of your head you stared at the ground "I don't know what to do with myself"

"Should I not have come?" Your heart broke hearing his tone, he sounded like you felt. Conflicted and overwhelmed and wanting to run and too scared to move all at once.

"If I knew the answer I'd tell you. I-" looking back you'd know this was the point of no return. The split second that could have led to another world. But in the end... Let your heart rule your head. "I always had so much to say whenever I thought about you coming back and now that you're-"

"You thought about me?" You could have laughed

"Of course I fucking thought about you, you're the one person I could never ever stop loving and I'm pretty sure you knew that" you hadn't meant to raise your voice above a whisper, already you felt the guilt from it "I'm sorry, didn't mean to... y'know" pour your heart out. Let it all go. Tell him you still loved him. How was that sentence gonna end? What were you so close to saying but couldn't get out

"(Y/n)..." That broke you. Hearing him say your name like that, hearing it and wanting to rip your heart out of your chest.

"What Brian?! Did you want something from me? Don't say my name like that please I can't fucking-" you let out a deep sigh. "I don't know what we're doing. My heart is still broken Brian, it's been four years since you picked her over me and I never once looked at another person. I don't know what to do now that you're here-"

"I love you" you let out a pitiful noise

"Don't. Brian don't you fucking dare. I can't- I don't- i-" anything you tried didn't slow down your breathing, you were spiraling and all you could hear was static in your empty head.

Distantly you were aware that he was apologizing over and over, standing up as you sunk to the floor, eyes wide open.

"Why would you come here and say that? Why would... "You looked up at him, looking just as broken as you felt. When he'd left you didn't think you'd ever feel worse, didn't know the limits of your hurt and now... "I'm so... Lost"

"I said it because" he sighed and sat on the floor across from you. Neither of you spoke for a long time, not thinking just... Feeling hurt. "I can't live without you" you let out a huff

"But you can't live with me either" the bitterness that seeped into your voice made you crave your days together at ridge farm. Made you crave the warmth of that summer, the sweetness in Brian's eyes, the honey-like way his words dripped from his lips before he kissed you. The ice in your own voice made you want his warmth.

"I think that's why Im here" you looked up from the bit of broken glass you found on the floor. It was from your last crying fit, you snapped at something and threw your glass across the room. Your mind told you to buy a new broom, completely distancing yourself from the mess you were becoming

"What on earth is that supposed to mean?" You felt so tired, the way your heart was getting lifted and battered down over and over again was too much.

"It means..." Brian took a deep breath, and another, and one more "it means I love you. And I chose wrong, and I nev-"

"What?" A hysterical laugh tried to bubble up in your chest "are you saying... I'm sorry I can't do this right now" you stood up and caught sight of him. Staring up at you, eyes red and puffy from silently crying this entire time. Something broke then, he looked so small, so sad, so lonely... He looked too much like you knew you did too. Slowly he stood up and held your hand, dropping his gaze to watch his thumb trail over your knuckles

"I don't have anything left to lose (y/n)... if I can save one thing, if there's something I can fix out of all the things I've broken... I want to save us. I'm so lost without you sweetheart" as he brought a hand to your cheek you felt so light. So so much lighter than you had in years.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" You let the tears in your eyes fall freely, it didn't matter if he saw, he'd seen your heart more than anybody else.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry (y/n)"

"Why did you choose... Why did you choose her over me bri? Was there something I didn't... I couldn't-" a sob snuck up on you. That question had been in your head, messed with your view of yourself for years.

"I didn't choose her. I chose my kids, I couldn't lose them. They're the one thing I can never ever lose in my life and I thought I could handle... I thought I could handle losing you if I had them and I was wrong" you let him pull you to his chest, feeling the tiredness more than ever. "I need you"

"Stay the night bri" your eyes were slipping closed with his warmth, very briefly you wondered when the last time you slept properly was. "Just on the couch tonight. We can talk more in the morning, I can't- I'm so tired" the gentle combing of his fingers through your hair was going to make you cry or fall asleep any second.

"Let me take care of you" when he felt you pull away a bit he clarified. "Genuinely take care of you (y/n), it's long overdue" the last tears you shed didn't feel as bitter as he carried you to bed and left briefly to let you get changed. The way he smiled as you caught his hand just before he left, telling him to stay didn't put a pit of hurt in your stomach like you thought it would. Feeling him crawl into bed behind you didn't make you want to run away like a heartbroken coward.

"I love you" didn't wrench your heart out like it did earlier with his arms wrapped around you. Save the talking for the morning, you had all day tomorrow. Sleep overtook you in his warm embrace, true, gentle sleep, nothing like the coldness of passing out from drinking yourself to blindness. Nothing like the insanity that came with staying awake too many days in a row.

He was there, you both were. This was home.

[eileen-crys]

This fic is incredible! Once again I'm amazed by how you managed to write such a complex situation with so many characters, and the result is awesome! 🥺💕💖💜💕💖💜💕💖

If you can’t beat them, join them

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Summary: It’s 1978, and Queen’s been doing nothing in the recording studio besides arguing. After deciding that enough is enough, John asks Veronica and Chrissie to create a ‘scheme’ in the hopes that it’ll help the band work through their rough patch. What Veronica plans is a dinner party to celebrate John’s birthday, something he’s not too keen on. The plan becomes more and more elaborate as Veronica tries her very best to perfect the evening and prove her worth, while John deals with the negative thoughts that affect him around the time of his birthday. 

Notes: This is my entry for John’s birthday event hosted by deakysgurl and despite the fact that there’s still a few more minutes left until it is officially the 19th where I am in the world, I decided to post it now because I’m not sure I’ll have the time to post tomorrow. I really leaned in on the silly sort of sit-com level of humor and so I had a lot of fun with it, though I do worry that some bits were a little unrealistic for the characters to do. There’s also a lot of dialogue throughout this so I really hope that it was easy to follow who was saying what - let me know! 

[graveincarnate]

WELCOME! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

As of right now, this page is dedicated to all sorts of fanfiction! I write x readers, canon ship fics, etc! I have five main fandoms that I stick to, but odds are if you request something else I’ll give it a shot too; if i’ve seen the source material of course.

PAUL DANO CINEMATIC UNIVERSE:

Klitz (The Girl Next Door)

Dwayne Hoover (Little Miss Sunshine) ~ NO NSFW!

Edward Nashton (The Batman)

Calvin Weir-Fields (Ruby Sparks)

Brian Wilcox (Fast Food Nation)

Martin Blythe (The Emperor’s Club) ~ NO NSFW!

Thaddius (The Ballad of Jack and Rose)

Paul Sandow (The King)

Don/Light (Light and the Sufferer)

Eli Brooks (The Girl Next Door)

SHIPS:

Klitz & Eli

Riddlebat (Bruce and Edward)

I’ve seen all of Paul’s filmography so if there’s a character not listed here that you’re looking for, I’m still open to writing them! These are just the ones that I feel most comfortable writing.

STRANGER THINGS:

Eddie Munson

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley ~ WLW ONLY

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Mike Wheeler ~ NO NSFW

Will Byers ~ NO NSFW, MLM ONLY

Max Mayfield ~ NO NSFW

Jim Hopper

Fred Benson

Chrissy Cunningham

SHIPS:

Jancy (Jonathan and Nancy)

Stancy (Steve and Nancy)

Mileven (Mike and Eleven)

Byler (Will and Mike)

Lumax (Max and Lucas)

Steddie (Steve and Eddie)

IT:

Eddie Kaspbrak

Richie Tozier

Beverly Marsh

Stanley Uris

SHIPS:

Reddie (Richie and Eddie)

Benverly (Ben and Beverly)

Stenbrough (Stan and Bill)

Stanlon (Stan and Mike)

No nsfw for when they’re kids, obviously, but I am flexible with high school and college settings if that’s what you’re after. Regarding adult era, obviously nsfw is okay! Just please specify which era you want when requesting.

THE QUARRY:

Dylan (MLM ONLY)

Ryan

Emma

Abigail

Jacob

Laura

Kaitlyn

Nick

SHIPS:

Dylan and Ryan

Abigail and Emma

Jacob and Emma

UNTIL DAWN:

Sam

Josh

Ashley

Chris

Jessica

Matt

Emily

Mike

REQUESTS AND BOUNDARIES:

Requests will always be open, here’s a short list of things I will write and won’t write. I hope it’ll be helpful when requesting!

WILL WRITE:

Headcanons, fics, drabbles, oneshots, etc.

Fluff, platonic, nsfw/nsft, and anything else in-between.

Things involving drugs, preferably just marijuana, but I’ll consider harder substances if asked.

Any sort of kink, I have a few exceptions which will be featured in the ‘won’t write’ section. Anything else is free reign.

I’ll consider topics including self harm or other things of that matter, but if I feel the request is romanticizing or glamorizing mental illness it won’t be accepted. It’s important to me that depictions like that are accurate.

Female, male, and non-binary/gender neutral readers. I normally keep everything gender neutral just for more inclusivity, but if asked specifically I’ll accommodate. When requesting please specify afab or amab! If not specified I’ll try to keep it ambiguous, or offer both.

WON’T WRITE:

Kinks including: Any sort of non-con, pee, scat, or snuff. Really anything involving bodily fluids or intense violence.

Requests with names or anything specific, I want to be as inclusive as possible so anything that’s specific to a single person will be denied!

Things involving abuse of any kind (sexual, physical, emotional)

Any sort of fic about real people, this is non-negotiable!

Incest or any other taboo subject.

Please don’t be afraid to request something! I’m always itching to write and will be more than happy to write something for you!

[natromanxoff]

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Star’s split Christmas

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[…] 39, at her luxury flat in London's Docklands.

On Thursday night, after her performance in the hit musical Budgie, Anita left London's Cambridge Theatre arm in arm with May.

The next day May's car was parked adjacent to the renovated council block where Anita has her second floor fat. He left after lunch.

One of Anita's neighbours sald: "They are always holding hands and looking into each others' eyes. They are a right pair of love birds."

Chrissie, say sources close to the family, has been devastated by the romance. Her friend said: "Even now, Chrissie can't accept that it's all over.

"They have discussed divorce. Now Chrissie is seeing her lawyers again, and has told me that there is no hope of them being reconciled.

“She has given Brian time to get Anita out of his system, but he says he can’t.

“Chrissie has only met Anita once, at a showbusiness party before Brian began two-timing her.

Lunch

“She is not like Anita — she is a very private person who wants to handle this whole sad business with dignity."

He wrote a chart single for Anita called Talking of Love and produced her first hit, Anyone Can Fall in Love.

"Brian says that he "I'm not going to say he isn't lovely, because he is.”

The friend said May still visits his children, two girls and a boy aged between 22 months and eleven years.

"Chrissie would not dream of trying to stop him seeing the kids. She is not nasty or vindictive,” said the friend.

“Brian made it clear to Chrissie that he wanted to take care of her and the kids, and to make sure they were secure.”

“But when he bought the new place he said that he wouldn’t be living there.

“Brian says that he wants to see the kids on Christmas Day, but he will go back to Anita for Christmas lunch.

“Chrissie says there wouldn’t be all the interest in her marriage if Brian had run off with anyone other than a famous EastEnders actress.”