#disco deacy

[waitwtfismylife]

i love queen. their discography ranges from:

six minute multitudes of unsolicited madness (like 4 of them)

an entire album of fantasy worldbuilding

car fucker ™

i wanna rail ride my bike

a satire song about suicide that rhymes "wrists" with "tits"

you should kill youself ™ (my favorite)

the most heartbreaking, earth-shattering, Heaven-splitting love ballad you'll ever hear

the most boss ass bitch hard rock anthem ever written

pew pew motherfuckers

girls with nice asses make the world go round

do you feel the weight of the cosmos pressing down on you? DO YOU?

try to fucking stop us now. i dare you

it's ok to like the simple things in life, but you have to be PUNK WHILE YOU DO IT

gay ™

[deakyislife51]

i actually run a fan acc on insta still, if anyone wants to follow !

https://www.instagram.com/deakyislife51?igsh=OGQ5ZDc2ODk2ZA%3D%3D&utm_source=qr

[eileen-crys]

Happy 48th wedding anniversary to John and Veronica Deacon 💒💕

My yearly illustration for the Johnica anniversary is the complete version of the angel John I posted for the new year, with Veronica flying with him 💖 Their poses are inspired by Love and Psyche by William-Adolphe Bouguereau, and John's outfit has been designed by my friend @seventhmoonforreal 🥰💕

This has been a long work stretched for a few months, I started it in summer, and I genuinely hope you'll like it 💖 As always, my best wishes for John, Veronica and their big family for a lovely anniversary 🥰

Please do not repost or trace. Comments and reblogs are highly appreciated! 💜

[a-woman-unkind]

john during this performance... good lord

QUEEN ROCK MONTREAL + moments that hit different in IMAX

[littlemissheavenonearth]

Disco Deacy Appreciation Post

[bijouxcarys]

Things to note if joining the Queen Fandom:

We are an emotional mess, much like other fandoms.

1991…

Prepare for a Hot Space debate.

We hate Paul Prenter.

We have a love/hate relationship with the movie Bohemian Rhapsody.

You will have memes upon memes, quotes upon quotes, circulating your thoughts non-stop.

Maylor fic.

BoRhap isn’t even the best song on ANATO

Roger’s acting.

Roger and the Penguin.

Brian will ramble on until someone stops him

Deacy loves disco and has improvised bouts of interpretive dance 🕺🏻

No. Synths. (until 1980)

Prepare for arguments about Freddie’s sexuality. It’s best to avoid them. (I didn’t take my own advice)

The above but with Mary Austin.

Late 80s Brian is a hot mess.

Anita Dobson. (See above)

A Kind of Magic is a soundtrack album for the movie Highlander.

Freddie loved cats. (See the song ‘Delilah’)

Freddie’s solo work.

Roger’s solo work.

Brian’s solo work.

The story behind Mother Love.

Queen II is the most underrated album.

Think that covers the beginner’s basics.

[magickcandie]

Brian May x Fem!Reader

Brian May was a talented songwriter. He wrote many songs for Queen, but there was always something so melancholy and sad. That was until he met a woman that became his muse, his inspiration, the love of his life; Y/N L/N.

On many occasions, Brian wrote a song about you. The first time, he went to his band mates during the making of Sheer Heart Attack.

“I’ve written a new song!”

“Sing it for us!” Freddie said, eager to hear the music.

You were in the studio that day. He pulled out a guitar and started to sing.

I love she makes me She is my heart She is my love She is my love

I know you're jealous of her She makes me need She is my love She is my love

You overheard conversation about it yesterday among the rest of the band. Firstly, they decided Brian should sing the song on the record. Secondly, they were talking about interpretations.

“Sounds entirely fictional. Maybe some sad war story.” Roger shrugged.

“Sounds sad. Maybe it wrote it about death when he was in the hospital.” Freddie said.

“I think it’s about Y/N.” John said. You looked up at him. “Maybe he uses the death and war feel to make it about if he died and leaving her.”

You frowned but not at John’s statement which was beautiful. Just the thought of Brian dying was scary.

He had written the song when he had gotten Hepatitis, but the fear of Brian’s death was terrifying beyond measure.

In 1978, you had fought with Brian. It was really surface level, but you and Brian were both to stubborn to apologize. So you had broken up. But it didn’t change the fact that Brian still loves you and decided to write a sad (and slightly backhanded) song about you.

It was Roger that called you just to hand the phone to Brian. They all knew you’d hang up if you heard his voice first.

“Hey, Y/N.” He said ever so quietly.

You could imagine the frown and sad eyes he wore so comfortably. “Brian.” You didn’t mean to sound as exasperated as you did.

“I wrote a new song about you. It’s going to be on the Jazz record. If you decide to listen to it, it’ll be called Dreamer’s Ball.”

It took some time for Jazz to reach your record store but once you saw it, you were quick to purchase it. It was a lovely album.

I used to be your baby Used to be your pride and joy You used to take me dancing Just like any other boy But now you've found another partner You’ve left me like a broken toy

It's someone else you're taking Someone else you're playing to Honey, though I'm aching Just know what I have to do If I can't have you when I'm waking I'll go to sleep and dream I'm with you

So take me, take me, take me to the dreamer's ball I'll be right on time and I'll dress so fine You'll love me when you see me, I won't have to worry Take me, take me, promise not to wake me When I'm singing it's all been true

‘What d’you say about that, hey, honey? You got to take me to that dreamers ball I’d like that’

It was lovely. That next morning you were calling Brian, praising him for the song (and the album) and apologizing over and over and the same about him. Brian came over later and spoke of how the song came to be.

You enjoyed doing things with each Queen member. With John, you loved to go to discos with him. And what better than to drag Brian with you.

John had disappeared somewhere in the crowd, dancing. You swayed next to Brian who sat by the bar.

“Please, Bri. Come dance with me.”

“I’m not much of a dancer, love. Go find Deacy, and dance with him. I’m better off here, not spoiling your night.”

You tried to convince him with an opened mouth kiss, before taking his hands into yours and taking him to the dance floor.

You smiled wide at him, putting his own hands on your hips and dancing along with him. You kept him distracted by kissing him and whispering in his ear.

It was the next week that you stumbled across the song. You could tell if was still a work on progress but it was about your night out with him.

I'm not invited to the party Been sitting here all night I'm all alone at the party I don't feel alright Ain't got no black coat Ain't got no tie I gotta shape up now Come on baby you gotta know why

Take off! Dancer, dancer I can't live with it, I'm gonna die without it Dancer, dancer Ain't no doubt about it Dancer, dancer Why don't you kick off your dancing shoes And come and ride with me? Cool.

You're the life and soul of the 'funktion' It took me all night To get hold of the right introduction Blew me out of sight I taste your lipstick I look in your eyes You feel fantastic My body cries

What you didn’t expect was Brian to present the song to the band. John was just accepting that Brian was willing to write music for Hot Space in general. Roger just said “I like it.” Freddie went on to tease Brian and yourself.

“I love you, Y/N L/N. You’re my inspiration, my light, my life. I’d do anything for you.”

“And I you, Brian May.”

[hodgepodge-of-rog]

I saw Queen Rock Montreal tonight with my best friend @damnedifivoodoo and despite falling asleep multiple times LOL it was so cool. I had always wondered if Freddie really was crying during Somebody To Love, and yep. He was. :'))) rip my heart

She told me she liked how John was so "dancey" and i was like "Yeah they call him Disco Deacy" :')) i love sharing my interests with my loves.

[allthe-queens-men]

John Deacon

John Richard Deacon

Deaky

Deacy

Diqi

JD

JRD

Johnny D

Deacon John

Disco Deaky

Big Member John

Todd Deacon

Big Member Todd

[waitwtfismylife]

so some of you wanted my queen discography post translated into the songs so here:

bohemian rhapsody, innuendo, untitled, the prophets song

the album is queen ll

i'm in love with my car

bicycle race

don't try suicide

death on two legs

love of my life, mother love, you take my breathe away, and more

liar, stone cold crazy, sheer heart attack, death on two legs

put out the fire

fat bottomed girls, get down make love ig

long away, 39

i want it all, princes of the universe, gimme the prize, don't stop me now, tie your mother down

tenement funster, the loser in the end, hammer to fall, misfire

good old fashioned lover boy

[joeylivesinspace]

what about disco deacy

A band needs a slut on bass to have any modicum of success

[marcio-ioi]

APOSTANDO NO DEATH METAL “OLD SCHOOL”, ESTADUNIDENSES DO MOLDER LANÇAM O ÁLBUM “ENGROSSED IN DECAY” NO BRASIL

O selo brasileiro CIANETO DISCOS está lançando no Brasil uma edição limitada em 300 cópias do álbum "Engrossed in Deacy", segundo álbum dos estadunidenses do MOLDER. Licenciado para o Brasil pela Prosthetic Records, o disco conta com dez faixas que transbordam o mais puro e intenso Death Metal, com latentes influências de Thrash Metal. Oriundos do estado americano de Illinois, neste lançamento o grupo era composto por Dom Vaia (baixo), Aaren Pantke (guitarra/vocal) e Kyle Pooley (bateria), que em pouco mais de 40 minutos de duração transformam a audição de "Engrossed in Deacy" uma verdadeira celebração ao som extremo. A arte da capa, criada pelo artista gráfico Lucas Korte, segue uma linha Splatter/Gore, de acordo com a sonoridade do grupo.

[imeminemp3]

here’s ‘IT GIRL DEACY’ ✨

[bijouxcarys]

Disco Deacy 🥹

QUEEN ROCK MONTREAL + deaky bounces

[yourlocalmusicalprostitute]

Y'all liked the Joe one, here's the John version of what I think your cameroll would look like if you dated him. I want to note this isn't an original idea at all lmao

[yournotsolocalcryptid]

27 + Deaky! (For the Halloween prompts)

2021 Halloween party tags: @killer-qu33n-of-disaster @transeliot @queen-paladin @benders-diamond-earring

writing tags: @mentallyunstablebish @sarah0687 @cjand10 @rogerfuckintaylor

if you'd like to be added to my writing tags or the tags for everything 2021 halloween party just let me know!

Prompt: "Is this a bad idea?" "probably"

Pairing: John deacon x afab!reader

Word Count: 755ish

Warnings: mature themes and mentions of sexual activities (18+ minors dni) poor writing skills + no proofreading, apologies in advance for any mistakes.

You and the boys had decided to spend halloween in at your place since they just got back from touring and even Freddie and Roger had no interest in partying or going out but you had insisted on doing something because as you has exasperatedly put it, “it’s halloween, we have to do something”, so they caved and agreed to come to yours for a lowkey night of spooky festivities.

You had dim lighting, candy, popcorn, a bunch of films lined up and pizza on the way when the boys showed up. First Rog and Bri, then Deaky, then Fred. You all joked around and ate as the scary movies played in the background. You asked them about their tour and three of the four talked your ear off, telling you story after story with john not saying much till Roger pulled you into him from your seated positions on the floor and said said how much they missed you (with which the other two agreed) to which John followed with “we really did”, in such a tone that made you look up at him, your eyes locked as he took a swig of his beer.

You’d always had a thing for deaky, and you knew he used to have a thing for you because the first night you met at one of their early gigs a few years earlier, the two of you had made out behind the pub until you had been interrupted before you could do much more by a drunken man stumbling through the alley. None of the other boys knew about this and whether he was still into you was anyones guess. You broke eye contact as Roger nearly jumped out of his skin next to you, causing every one to burst out laughing. You’d missed your boys dearly and as much as you’d hoped your feelings for deaky were subsiding, as you watched him laugh at rogers expense, you knew you were in as deep as ever.

Brian headed out not long after, followed by Rog and Fred a few hours later leaving you alone with john, who had moved to sit next to you on your sofa not long after you’d moved up there post Brians exit. “You’ve been awfully quiet this evening” you said eyes on the tv screen. He turned to look at you but didn't say anything. It was unusual for him to be this quiet around you, but then again he wasn't the most talkative guy so maybe it meant nothing and he was just tired or something and you were just reading to far into it.

After a long pause and still looking at you he said, “do you remember the night we met?”

You shifted and crossed your legs so you were fully facing him on the couch. “How could I forget” you said remembering the number of times you’d thought about that night and about what could have happened had that drunk not ruined the moment.

John opened his mouth as is to speaks, closed it again and then dipped in, his hand resting on your cheek as your lips connected. Your eyes fluttered shut, savoring what you’d been wanting since that night, then he pulled away. You could see that even the you’d reciprocated the kiss, he was nervous about how you’d react, so you did what your heart, lips and… other areas of your body were urging you to do, you reconnected his lips and yours. The kiss was deeper this time and before long you’d swung your leg over his lap and were straddling him as his hands ghosted over your body as if they couldn't decide where to land or what to touch. Your fingers went to the buttons on his shirt as you felt his growing beneath you. His hands finally landed on the hem of your shirt and fiddling with it. You broke away from him momentarily and he tugged the shirt over your head. His hands then went straight for the soft swell of your breast as your lips reconnected and your hands went for his belt buckle. You unbuttoned and un zipped his pants and were reaching for his cock when he flipped you over on to you back on the sofa, undid your pants and slid them down your legs. He was going for your panties when he stopped looked at you and said “is this a bad idea?”

“Probably”

He grinned, pulled them down and dove his face between your legs.