#roger taylor fan fiction

[freddie-mercury-rising]

Baby, Baby, Baby, Light My Way

for @frogerweek 2024!

“She asked you to watch the baby?” Roger’s face held an expression somewhere between amusement and horror, which frankly, Freddie resented.

“You act like that’s the most unfathomable thing you’ve ever heard.”

Roger huffed out a laugh. “Well, it sort of … is.” Read more

[matthew-gray-gublers-babygirl]

Hormones - Roger Taylor x Fem!Reader FanFiction

Summary/AN: I initially intended this to be smut or implied smut, but it came out rather fluffy. I might write a part two if people are interested. The reader is horny and on her period, and has something to share with Roger.

Warnings: mention of periods and pregnancy (non-descrip.), sexual innuendos, etc. Mainly fluff.

Word count: Aprox. 700

Only four months into your relationship you had a pregnancy scare with Roger. Luckily, it was just your period acting up due to stress, but you still decided to go on birth control. Birth control is more acceptable these days, so you were able to get prescribed it rather easily.

Your doctor said, if you’re lucky your period will stop completely. You still got yours but the pill helped regulate your cramps and lowered your flow a bit. You still had horrendous mood swings. Whenever you were in your period you would get insanely horny as well. Hormones are hormones, what would you expect?

You got your monthly yesterday and let Roger know. He always seems a little bummed when you get it, partly because that meant most sexual things were off the table, but also because it pained him to see you in pain.

Roger was sat on the couch, T.V. on a low volume as he flips through a magazine. “These reporters are rubbish. They aren’t reporting anything!” he scowled as he read through the article about the band.

You walk up behind him, wrapping your arms around his neck and giving his cheek a quick peck. “Whatcha doing?” you ask, and Roger tosses the magazine away.

“Just reading complete and utter lies,” he mumbles, giving the magazine a side eye. He brushes off the ill feelings about the article and turns his head to meet yours, quickly kissing your lips.

“What’s up?” he asks, and you smile. “Nothing much,” you explain. You find your way around the couch and land in Roger lap.

“I know you’re in your period, Y/N,” he says. “You know how I feel about that stuff.” Roger wasn’t entirely grossed out by menstruation, but he felt that you should be taken care of and rest while on your period, not handled like some one night stand.

“Okay, Mr. Jumping-to-conclusion,” you huff. Roger rolls his eyes with a smile. “I’m not saying that you had that intention, but you know how riled up I get when you sit on my lap like this,”

He was right. If you were him, you wouldn’t be able to resist when you had a breathtaking girl straddling your hips who wouldn’t hesitate to start grinding on you at any moment.

You shrug. “Well sorry that I want to show my beautiful boyfriend some love and affection,” you say, crossing your arms in a dramatic way, and Roger laughs. “Don’t be like that,” he chuckled, giving you a kiss which breaks you out of your bit.

“What can I help you with, love?” he asks. You wrap your arms around his neck again, gently gazing into his.

“I want to have a baby,”

Rogers' soft gaze turns wide. “Y-you want to have a baby?” he stammers his words as he confirms your question. You nod and your smile slowly fades. “Do you not want one?” you ask. Roger quickly shakes his head. “No, no. Of course I want a baby. I’d love to have a baby,” his hands slowly move down to your stomach where your child would be resting. “I just- got caught off guard,” he explains.

You smile at his hands on your stomach, imagining you round with his child. “I want your baby.”

“Is this because you’re horny?” he questions. “Maybe,” you say. “But who says a baby has to be made out of pure, non-sexual love, and not lust?”

Roger nods at your point. “Well you’re going to have to stop taking your pills if you’re serious about this,” he explains. “I’m serious,” you tell him.

You've been thinking about this for a long time, actually. Even before you began dating you imagined yourself round with Rogers child, and his strong arms wrapped around to cup your stomach.

His lips suddenly crash with yours. He smiled against the kiss, humming as his hands moved up to grip your hair lovingly. You breathlessly part from the kiss. Roger leans his forehead against yours. “We’re gonna have a baby…” he whispers, and you smile. “Mhm…” you hum as his hands gently hold the non-existence fetus in your stomach. “You’re gonna be the best daddy there ever was…”

You hear a small snicker from Roger. “Trying to get me even more riled up?” he jokes. You hit his shoulder and laugh. “Shut up,” you say. He grins and gives you another kiss. “And you’re going to be the best mommy in the world, I promise…”

[rogertaylorsgirl]

hii, i’m nikita, i’m 20 and i’m searching for queen fans to be friends with! feel free to request anything <3

i will focus more on roger but i will try to write even for the other members! also, the requests can be also for the cast of bohemian rhapsody even if i enjoy writing for the real them more 💌🥁 thank you!

[queen-fandom-calendar]

Okay! I am so so sorry to keep bugging you but I have the dates for Jimercury (21st-24 June), Deacury (16-19th August), Joger (6th - 9th December). I will be announcing the prompts for Jimercury next weekend!!

This is wonderful! I will gladly add those dates to the calendar, and I look forward to both events! This is very exciting!

Thank you!

[meikadonnelly]

{introduction}

hii, i'm mimi, i'm 17, from australia and i write fan-fiction one shots, head cannons and multi part stories. my favourite bands are motley crue and guns n roses. my favourite members are nikki sixx and izzy stradlin.

you can find my masterlist here!

i also have an edit account on tiktok. i’m not the best editor by any means but i’m giving it a go 🫶🏻 : @terr0rtw1ns

{who i write for}

motley crue

^nikki sixx * ^tommy lee * ^mick mars ^vince neil

guns n roses

^izzy stradlin * ^duff mckagen ^slash

metallica

^james hetfield ^kirk hammett

one direction

^louis tomlinson

^niall horan

^harry styles

^liam payne (requests closed for now)

top gun / top gun maverick

^bradley bradshaw | rooster * ^pete mitchell | maverick ^nick bradshaw | goose ^tom kazansky | iceman ^jake seresin | hangman

twisters

^tyler owens

bleed for this

^vinny pazienza

scream franchise

^stu macher

^billy loomis

{notes}

+if a story has any mature themes, they will be named with a trigger warning for reader safety.

+i know much more about certain people which means their chapters will most likely be more detailed, and this is why for some bands/movies, i do not write for all members. this doesn't mean they won't be included in other member's chapters. (people who i believe i will be better at writing for will have a star next to their name)

+as said before^, certain people will have a stronger storyline to others, however, this doesn't mean that I will only put effort into some and not others.

+the more detail in the requests, the better, as i want to create a clear and accurate piece.

+i write all types of fan-fiction, whether it is angst, fluff etc. keep in mind that i may turn some requests down if i am not comfortable writing it for you.

+i do not write male x male or female x female. this is not because i’m against it in any way. it’s purely because i have no idea how to write it 🤷‍♀️

+i also have preferences on what i do and don’t write. i will not include r&pe. i will not write a fic where the reader is under 18 and the other person is over.

things i will not write:

r&pe kinks

ins£st kinks

extreme pain kinks

p!ss/sh!t kinks

major pain kinks

a fic where the chosen person dies.

a fic where the chosen person purposely assu&lts the reader or anyone.

breeding kink. (this one is only to a certain degree. i do include unsafe sex in my fics and any kinks that include that, however i won’t specifically write that the reader or chosen person is doing it to ‘breed them’).

extreme age gaps (like 18 x 65 etc)

[freddie-mercury-rising]

Revisiting this little ficlet about Delilah:

Freddie & Delilah 😽

Source: Sotheby's

[aimee201]

Roger Taylor x fem!reader

Early 80's Roger <3

Themes // Roger the husband, fluff, quiet night in, very soft and gentle, really just the two of you being very much in love

Warnings // none, I guess mentions of pain, like bodily pain from him drumming but that’s it

P.S sorry it’s short, but I might do a part 2 if anyone wants it or reads this one

Hi! This is my first bit of fanfiction that I’ve posted on Tumblr, I really hope you like it (it is a bit short, I love writing longer stuff but can never seem to finish them) and this is also my first Roger imagine that I’ve posted, (see pinned post). So this is just a small imagine I wrote and actually finished for once (how actually how??) and it’s just some fluff, no warnings, just me imaging how life would be like with Mr Taylor ;). I’ve also been a big Queen/Roger fan for a long time now (again see pinned post). Anyway, enough about me, sit back, relax and read on… here’s to all the Roger lovers out there!!💗

The curtains were closed, but there was still a little light from the full moon peeking through. That was what you loved about living somewhere more rural: it wasn't so overwhelming, no hoards of people, no car horns, no noise, no light pollution; you could see the moon, almost as bright as your husbands eyes when he talks about something he loves.

It was the early evening, you and Roger were both at home for a change; he had recently come back from touring and you had missed him deeply. You had wanted to go with him, and he did too, but you had work and a life to attend to and you couldn't ignore that.

He often comes back from touring in a lot of pain. People don't often realise that drumming can take quite a toll on your body; he comes back with shoulder pain, back pain, wrist pain, neck pain, leg pain, any kind of pain. But you secretly loved being his private nurse, helping him feel better and taking care of him. But this was a few weeks ago and he was feeling a lot better now "thanks to you" in his words.

So you both were enjoying a quiet night at home: the lights were on a soft glow, you could hear the gentle bubble of the food you were cooking for dinner on the stove, there was a record playing on low, and there was the occasional sound of an owl hooting away in the distance. You were both on the large sofa, reading your separate books, he some kind of adult science-fiction and you a romance novel, your favourite. He was sitting with his back against the arm of the sofa and you leaning your side against the back of it. You were facing each other and your legs were entangled keeping you both in place.

He had his glasses on even though he was shy about them, he'd always had terrible eyesight, but it took him a while to wear them in front of you; something about them not being very "rock and roll." He was staring intently at his book and you couldn't help but peek up from yours from time to time to watch him. His hair was ever so slightly messy and its blond streaks going every which way. His eyes laser-focused on the words and images with his pupils large and doe-eyed. He looked so cute.

You didn't want him to catch you staring though, so your eyes reluctantly turned back to your book, though you could keep staring at him forever.

But, the same pair of blue irises you were just staring at looked up, and looked at you. He loved you so much, and he also couldn't help but look up every so often to gaze at you, to check you were real, to check you weren't just a figment of his imagination, something he had conjured up while song-writing.

Your eyes flicked up at just the right moment though, you were going to sneak another peek at your husband, only to find him staring at you instead.

You both started giggling, like when you were caught staring at your crush from across the classroom. You found it funny how all this time, you had both been sneaking looks at each other, when the other wasn't looking.

"Caught you." he said.

"Oh really? Cause I think you'll find that it was I that caught you, Mr Taylor."

"Oh no that's not possible Mrs Taylor you see, because I am a much better peeker than you." he challenged.

"Oh really how so?" you asked.

"Because I have been looking at you for the last twelve minutes and you haven't noticed."

"Creep." you smirked.

He just smiled in return, lovingly gazing at you, still in disbelief that you were his.

[talkingismylifewrites]

I was so happy to check back into Tumblr for the first time in ages and see a dyldyl update. My favorite fan fiction of all time and it’s not even close 😭 I know it’s still in editing, but I’m so ready for the Taylor honeymoon when it gets here. I’ve been looking forward to this chapter for years! Can you give us any hints? Any indication as to your favorite scene? I’m desperate for crumbs lolol

Hello hello!! Thank you so much for your patience! It means so much to me that after three years yall still love dyldyl as much as I do 😭

Editing is coming along! Still a little slow but hey that’s show biz baby. As a reward for your patience, I can offer you a teeny little snippet of the honeymoon!! Peep the snippet below 😘

Crystal fishtailed back onto the road, kicking up gravel and dirt as he turned back the way they came. Without looking away from the road he threw the map back into Roger’s lap, finger jabbing down in the general direction of where they needed to go.

“Genoa, Roger, we’re going to Genoa. Make sure we get there, alright?”

“What the fuck is even in Genoa?” Roger grunted as he righted the map, squinting down at the crisscross of streets and motorways. Despite the years of travel and countless countries they’d traveled through, Roger was man enough to admit that map reading was not one of his talents.

“Topless beaches,” said Crystal, eyes glued to the road and hands at ten-and-two. “Topless women, as far as the eye can see.”

Roger dropped the map. “Topless— are you joking?”

“I never joke about topless women.”

“Crystal, have you forgotten that I’m in a relationship with a man?” Roger sputtered. “What am I supposed to do with topless women?”

“Sit back and enjoy the view!”

“I like men, Crystal, every beach is a fucking topless beach for me!”

Crystal finally tore his eyes off the road in order to glare at Roger. “Who said this had anything to do with you? You’re only here to get away from John—” Roger flinched. “ — and I am doing this solely for selfish reasons, okay? I want to go to the topless beaches. You’re just along for the ride, mate.”

“No! No, okay, this is ridiculous! We’re not going to Genoa!”

“I’m driving!”

“I have the map!”

“Can you— Jesus, Roger. For once in your goddamned life can you think of anyone but yourself?” Crystal snarled. “I did not put my life and career on the line driving you away from your problems for you to take away the one goddamn thing I want! I want to go to Genoa and sit on the beach and see some very nice Italian tits, and you can either come with or you can— you can get out!”

Out of the corner of his eye he could see Crystal’s hands gripping the wheel tightly.

He considered for a moment calling his bluff. To demand that he pull over and find Roger a pay phone where he could call Miami, claim it was all a mistake and could he send a car to Lichtenstein, por favor. But then, something came over him. Call it sympathy, gratitude, the desperate need to out-run a house in Munich with hidden photographs and separate beds; he decided that it was better to go along with topless beaches than the alternative.

“I do really like pizza,” Roger finally admitted after an age. “And garlic bread.”

“Both are good,” said Crystal, the barest hint of a smile at the corners of his mouth. “Heard they’ve got good wine, too.”

“And the Italians,” Roger added. “Gorgeous.”

“I know.”

“I guess we can continue to Genoa,” he sighed as though it pained him. “But only for the pasta.”

“Pasta is delicious.”

“And I want a cannoli,” Roger added.

“I thought the only cannoli you were interested in was John’s,” Crystal said, tone snide and eyes wicked. Normally, the pun would make Roger bark a laugh, maybe punch his arm in retaliation. Instead, it settled deep like a stone in his stomach, churning like the sea in a storm.

Crystal seemed to realize his mistake the moment it left his mouth. Out of sympathy, he averted his gaze before adding; “Remember that night I drank an entire bottle of amaretto and puked all over Freddie’s bunk?”

Roger frowned, “I thought that was Ratty?”

Crystal barked a laugh, shaking his head. “That’s what I wanted you to think.”

[use-your-telescope]

When Everything's Made to be Broken - Chapter 12: Shiny Celebrity Skin

Summary: Theo makes her celebrity debut, with some unexpected results.

Author's Notes: Okay, I grappled with this one for a while - I tried for so long to figure out how to make a certain plot thread work without a certain celebrity appearing at least once or twice, and well… I couldn’t do it. So, uh, I feel weird doing this, but there is a brief interaction with a  fictionalized(!!!) version of Taylor Swift. This is almost guaranteed to be the only chapter where she actually appears in a scene - there are a few mentions of things happening “off-screen” that she’s a part of later on in the story, but it’s not anything that would involve her actively appearing in a scene.

Obviously I do not know her, I do not own her likeness, and I absolutely do not own her music (I’m team Taylor’s version - WE DO NOT LISTEN TO STOLEN MUSIC IN THIS HOUSEHOLD!). And more obviously, Theo is a fictional character who did not help record any of Taylor’s music. And to make it painfully clear, Taylor is not a villain or a hero in this story, and this isn’t meant to be a commentary on her as a person in any way, shape, or form. 

And look, I know some people are not a fan of Taylor. If you’re in that camp, don’t worry! The interaction is brief, and it’s not meant to make you change your mind. Just hang tight - I *promise* this will be worth it in the long run. 

If you enjoy, please reblog!! I'm a lil' blog and reblogs really help me out <3

Content Warnings: alcohol consumption. Discussions of hooking up. 

Word Count: 5,644

Read on AO3 | When Everything's Made to be Broken Masterlist

Song: Celebrity Status - Marianas Trench

I look around, round, look around and look it over, I take it up- up, take it out and, take you nowhere, Trading in who I've been for shiny celebrity skin I like to push it and, push it until my luck is over It never stop stops, never stops, well you better, Think it over prima donna you don't want to sever, All the work to impress, charming girls out of their dresses, And smiling pretty, well pretty will swallow you forever

The celebrity status that came with being an Avenger was exhausting.

Between their public relations team micromanaging every interaction with the press and the constant appearances, it was a wonder there was enough time to actually go on missions. Even if Theo was well-versed in interacting with people in positions of power and putting on a show, it wasn’t how she really wanted to spend her days off.

They had been on a roll - last week, Theo did interviews and cover shoots for two different magazines. The day before, she recorded a 73 questions video for Vogue. In a week, she would fly out to Chicago and feature on Hot Ones.

But before she flew to Illinois, she had a late show appearance to get through. 

It wasn’t until after she arrived and they had a meeting with the production team to run through the order of the show that Theo discovered she was not simply doing a live interview, but she would also be chatting with Chris Anders, an A-list actor who was promoting his newest movie in which he played a combat medic. 

Normally Theo wasn’t thrown off by meeting other celebrities, but even she had to admit she was a bit starstruck. He always looked dreamy in pictures, but in real life he was gorgeous. Like, earth-shatteringly stunning. Bright blue eyes, blond hair, and tanned skin made him the epitome of an all-American guy; if Steve ever traded in his shield for an acting career, he’d probably look like Chris. Theo didn’t typically have a thing for blond guys, and frankly the resemblance to Steve Rogers should have made him appear less attractive, but well… There was something about him that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. 

At least Theo knew she was dressed to kill. The outfit she chose was a far cry from her scrubs: a black cropped tee with a cropped lace bustier underneath paired with an asymmetric leather midi skirt, all Alexander McQueen, and black Louboutin pumps. The confidence boost that came from looking like a badass was much needed, because even Avengers could get nervous when talking to attractive celebrities, particularly when those Avengers were single. 

In real life, Chris was every bit as funny and charming as he seemed. He laughed at Theo’s jokes and asked questions that made Theo wonder if he had taken the time before the taping to learn more about the sorceress. On camera, the conversation was effortless, lighthearted, and just a bit flirtatious; far from what Theo was used to, but it was fun. Chris was a hit with the audience, but it’d be hard not to be with a smile like his.

So when Chris stopped by Theo’s dressing room after taping and asked for her phone number, she was only slightly surprised. Surprised, because well, A-List Hollywood dreamboat who could have anyone he wanted, and he was asking Theo for her number? Theo, with scars on her face and knobby knees and perpetual bags under her eyes? But not as surprised as she could have been, because the conversation was fun and besides, giving him her number didn’t mean there was any commitment. For all she knew, he simply wanted to keep her number handy in case he was cast as a doctor in the future and needed to ask someone about how to approach the role. 

Of course she gave it to him - that was a no-brainer. Not long after, Theo found her heart fluttering when Chris texted her before she even made it back to the tower, asking if she would be attending the Stark Industries charity gala the following evening. 

After such a successful day, there was an extra spring in Theo’s step when she entered the living room. She nearly didn’t notice Loki, lounging with his feet propped up on the sofa and a book in hand, but when she approached one of the chairs so she could sit down and kick off her heels she spotted the prince.  

Loki glanced up from his book, offering Theo a weary smile and nod; if the bags under his eyes were any indication, he hadn’t been sleeping much lately. 

“You’ve returned from your interview; how was it?” 

“It was fine,” Theo shrugged, ducking down to tug off her high heels. “I mean, it’s one thing to give an interview, but they also asked me to do a segment with Chris Anders - the Chris Anders.”

“Ah, yes - if memory serves, he is a well-known actor.” Loki absentmindedly replied, closing his book and setting it aside. “I take it you are a fan of his work?”

“It’s impossible not to be a fan - he's been in just about every major film from the last few years.’ Theo lightly scoffed at Loki’s apathy about the situation. “We watched one of his movies the other day.” 

“Did we?”

Before Theo could answer, Wanda, Sam, and Bucky strolled into the living room, deeply entrenched in a spirited debate.

“— his performance is so nuanced - a video game could never capture that level of emotion!” Wanda huffed, crossing her arms in front of her chest as both Sam and Bucky rolled their eyes. 

“Nuance, Schmuance—“ Bucky retorted, “—the whole point of the game is to shoot aliens! The story didn’t need emotions - all it needed were more aliens!”

“Are the three of you still arguing about your animated game?” Loki interrupted them with an exasperated sigh, massaging one temple with his index finger. “I thought the debate had been settled after viewing the film.”

“Well it was,” Wanda replied, “until they tried to say that the actor playing Tom was probably an asshole. But he couldn’t be - he seems way too nice!”

“Remind me, Maximoff - which actor are you fawning over now?” Loki begrudgingly asked, as if he dreaded the answer.

“—Chris Anders.” Theo rolled her eyes, though she softened the gesture with a smile. “He’s probably the most popular actor in Hollywood right now.” 

At that, Loki perked up rather suspiciously. “The one you met today?” 

“Oh my god, that’s right—“ Wanda exclaimed, turning to Theo. “— You were on the late show with him! How was it? Is he nice in real life?”

“I think it went well?” Theo answered. “I had just finished telling Loki that I ended up filming a segment with Chris and didn’t bomb it, so I’ll call that a win.” 

Loki nodded, flashing Theo a small, timid smile. “Well, I’m certain you charmed the actor just as you’ve charmed the rest of us.” 

“Wait, wait, wait - you not only met Chris, but you interviewed with him?!” Wanda nearly squealed, her mouth agape as she processed the news. “I would have died!”

“You know he’s just a guy, right?” Bucky grumbled, looking wholly unimpressed with Wanda’s fangirling.

“Look, I’ll settle for not putting my foot in my mouth on national television.” Theo chuckled, before coyly adding: “Chris may have asked for my phone number though... And he already texted me to ask if he would see me at tomorrow’s gala.” 

In a tale of two reactions, Wanda looked like she was about to spontaneously combust from the shock and excitement, while Loki looked like someone just told him the sky was blue.

Then there were Sam and Bucky’s reactions in-between, which involved whooping and wolf whistles.

“It seems as though he was rather enchanted by you, then.” Loki cocked an eyebrow, jade eyes narrowing slightly as he studied Theo. “You certainly dressed to impress.”

The comment had some sort of undercurrent that, combined with his piercing stare, made the words seem as if they were not meant to be taken as a compliment. Theo’s heart went from fluttering to stuttering in her chest, her confidence faltering as if she were about to be knocked down from a pedestal.

“Is it too much?” Theo asked a bit too quickly for her own liking; she grimaced as she glanced down at her outfit. 

“No, not at all.” Loki slowly shook his head, tongue darting out to lick his lips. If Theo didn’t know better, she would have sworn his eyes darkened as they roved up and down her body. “It’s different from your typical attire, but pleasantly so. You look… ravishing.”

“Yeah, you look hot.” Sam agreed, elbowing Bucky in the chest as he smirked at him. “She looks hot, right Bucky?”

“Yeah, doll —“ Bucky smirked, “— You keep it up and you’re gonna end up with every guy in this city dreaming about all the things they’d like to do with you.” Despite speaking to Theo, Bucky’s attention and smirk were pointed directly towards Loki. 

Theo’s cheeks flared with heat - partly from Sam and Bucky laying it on thick, though mostly she was relieved that Loki was not criticizing the look. 

When his approval started to matter, Theo wasn’t sure, but she also hadn’t given it much thought. Then again, the prospect of Loki not liking her outfit stung more than the idea of her potential date not being into her outfit… If she was honest, Theo was nowhere near ready to try and make sense of that.

“You can’t leave us hanging - what did you tell him!?” Wanda, having regained her composure, asked the inevitable question. 

“That I was going to be there and a drink sounded nice?” For a moment, Theo wondered if Wanda was going to freak out again. Instead, a smile crept up on Wanda’s face, and Theo could tell something was up. “… Wanda, what are you planning?”

“Well if you’re meeting a movie star for a drink tomorrow, we should probably go shopping so you have something cute to wear…” Wanda perked up, winking at Theo. “Oh! We’ll get Nat to come too - she needs a break from the mat anyways -  and make it a girl’s day!”

Before Theo could point out that she already had a dress, Wanda rushed down the hall shouting for Natasha. Theo glanced at the others — Sam wore a shit-eating grin, while Bucky offered no sympathy. Loki just shrugged, though a glint of amusement reflected in his smile. 

Meanwhile, Theo tried not to scream what the hell did I just get myself into? 

Either way, it didn’t matter - she had a date to get ready for.

When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear I’d never guess how we ever could’ve gotten here You can say what you say, when the lights go down So shake, shake, shake and shut your mouth

“Champagne?” A waiter came around with a tray of champagne flutes, offering them to guests throughout the event.

“Yes, thank you.” Chris took two glasses, handing one to Theo and keeping the other for himself.

Across from her, Chris Anders leaned up against a cocktail table. Dressed in a navy slim-fit tuxedo, Chris looked every part of the charming A-List actor that Wanda hyped him up to be. The same charming, boyish grin from the night before was on full display as he drank in the sight of Theo in a black lace gown with beading that glistened and shimmered in the low lights. 

Even if she hadn’t been trying to charm an A-List actor, Theo would have felt like a million bucks. The dress, though more suggestive than what she initially picked, hit her in all the right places and really helped her embrace her more feminine side. The stilettos she wore gave her a precious few inches that made her less likely to feel like everyone towered over her, increasing her confidence.

In some ways, it felt like revisiting her first night in the tower, but this time she knew what to expect. The lack of constant scrutiny from Avengefs and reporters may have also helped. Then again, at the end of the day it turned out that charming people and rubbing elbows with the rich and powerful was pretty much the same, regardless of the realm. 

The idea of spending the evening at Chris’s side was both nerve-wracking and exciting. Theo’s consistent presence and conversation was enough to capture the interest of people she didn’t know, allowing Theo to flex her conversational skills and build her own connections, which in turn made the room full of socialites less surreal. 

Chris was more than easy on the eyes. He said all the right things to pique Theo’s interest. He didn’t ask too many questions, which was certainly a plus, and he easily kept the conversation flowing. With that in mind, Theo wasn’t opposed to cozying up a bit more with him. 

Yet, something in her stomach felt… off.

Maybe it had to do with the non-existent privacy at the event. Wanda, Sam, and Bucky had made a game of lurking nearby, spying on her as the actor talked Theo’s ear off about the film he just finished shooting. Focusing on Chris proved to be a challenge when her friends seemed hellbent on reminding Theo that someone was always watching. They weren’t even subtle about it – all Theo had to do was glance over Chris’s shoulder to see the three of them making kissy faces at her. 

Theo started to wonder if her teammates were going to walk up to Chris and start talking about their movie versus video game debate. She prayed they wouldn’t.

Then again, her friends were far from the only people who kept a close eye on the couple. Frankly, Theo hadn’t truly comprehended just how well-known Chris was until they spent the first two hours of the night constantly interrupted by people trying to get even a moment of the actor’s attention. Even Loki had been observing, though he was far more subtle than her other friends - subtle enough that Theo never noticed that she was the consistent focus of the younger Asgardian’s attention. 

The sensation of everyone watching her was incredibly different from the bars from her first night out with her teammates, when it was easy to fly under the radar. Between being seen with Chris, her rapidly growing social media following, and the recent interview spree, Theo certainly had no shortage of positive attention over the last few weeks.

Chris caught the attention of someone from behind Theo, gesturing for them to come over and join the pair. “Theo, I want you to meet–”

“I was wondering when I would run into you!” Even though it had been years, Theo recognized that voice anywhere. 

Then again, the fact that the voice belonged to the one person at the gala more famous than Chris meant that even if Theo hadn’t known her, she would have recognized the voice. “It’s been ages!”

“Taylor!” Theo spun around, arms already open to greet the popstar in an embrace. “How the hell are you?” In some ways, it was like Taylor hadn’t changed a bit since they worked together: the trademark red lip that highlighted a cheshire grin, long, blonde hair with perfectly disheveled blunt bangs, and an outfit that would undoubtedly sell out the moment pictures were posted online. At the same time, all it took was one close look into her crystal blue eyes to see that she was far different from the Taylor that Theo worked with all those years ago. 

“I’m great,” Taylor leaned back, still half-embracing Theo as she took in Theo’s appearance. “Tell me about you - Clearly you’ve been busy since we last crossed paths!”

“Oh you know, I finished med school. Joined the Avengers. Nothing too wild–”

“--You two know each other?” Chris interrupted the reunion, one brow arched in confusion while he wore a half-scowl as he quickly realized that this was not the introduction he anticipated.

“Oh yeah, Theo played on Red – we go way back,” Taylor answered, barely paying Chris any mind before returning her full attention to Theo. “Speaking of, you’ve heard I’m re-recording my first six albums, right? Would you be willing to re-record your parts on Red?”

The question caught Theo off guard, though in some ways, the request made sense; after all, the goal was to make the re-recordings sound like the originals so whenever someone wanted to license a song, they would have no reason to choose the old recording over the new one. 

But Theo’s parts on the original record were pretty small, all things considered. And up until Theo stepped into the limelight as an Avenger, it would have been much easier to find someone else to record those parts than it would have been to track her down. Besides, Avengers were busy, and so were international pop stars - Theo would have understood if Taylor didn’t want to bother trying to coordinate schedules so they could record together.

“I– uh, yeah – as long as the timing works out, I’m in,” Theo tried to play off her surprise, covering it up with a (hopefully) bright smile. “Just let me know when and where I need to be and I’ll do my best to make it happen!” 

“Perfect.” Before Taylor could say anything else, someone waved Taylor over to join them. She held up a finger, mouthing “just a moment” before returning her attention back to Theo. “Hey, we should grab a drink soon and catch up. Clearly you’ve been busy and I want to hear all about it, ideally when I’m not being dragged around to make appearances.” Taylor winked, taking hold of Theo’s shoulder as she leaned in and whispered in Theo’s ear. “I might have a separate proposition for you, as well…But we’ll save that conversation for another day.” She leaned back, smirked, and cocked an eyebrow at Theo. 

“You know where to find me,” Theo reminded her, returning a wry grin and a wink of her own. It was probably for the best that they didn’t go into catching up at that particular moment, since there was plenty to discuss and in front of Theo’s date was not the best place to do so.  

With that, Taylor waved at another person trying to get her attention and slipped away into the crowd.

“I wasn’t aware you already knew Taylor Swift.” Chris remarked, his attention still focused on the space where Taylor had vanished into the crowd.

“I’m full of surprises, what can I say?” Theo teased, taking a sip of her drink. 

“Well, I look forward to being surprised by you in the future.” There was something about the way Chris spoke that seemed a bit too smooth, too practiced. 

Then again, he was an actor. Performance was at the core of his work, and like Theo he probably reverted to his own acting skills in social situations, especially when he wanted to seem confident. And trying to impress someone on a date was certainly one of the times any sane person would want to feel confident.

“Hey, let’s go dance,” Theo suggested, gliding her fingers down Chris’s arm and taking his hand. As if a switch flipped, the dazzling grin returned as Chris gestured towards Theo to lead the way. Weaving between the couples on the dance floor, Theo waited until they were in the middle of the group before she turned back to Chris, who held his arms in a silent invitation to dance.

“You look stunning this evening,” Chris complimented, pulling Theo close as they moved to the music. “I’m lucky to have such radiant company.” 

Theo’s cheeks burned as she replied with a shy smile. Sure, she trusted her friends’ judgment about what to wear, but that wasn’t what left her flushed at his remarks. He was new, and the intensity of his gaze felt both intoxicating and dizzying amidst the crowd. When Theo looked closely, she spotted a hunger in Chris’s eyes that left her wanting more.

The night flew by. One moment, they were spinning and laughing among the crowd; the next, the DJ announced to guests that it was the last song of the evening. Whether they were ready or not, it was time for the festivities to draw to a close.

The end of the evening did little to dampen the conversation between Theo and Chris as they followed the crowd out the door; if anything, they both slowed down as they approached the exit, stretching out their time together for as long as possible.

Just after they passed through the exit, Chris took Theo’s hand and pulled her aside.

“Do you want to get out of here?” Chris whispered in her ear; his breath tickled, sending a delicious chill down Theo’s spine. “Go back to my place?” 

Behind Chris, Bucky smirked at Theo and Wanda gave her a thumbs up; if Chris hadn’t been watching her so closely, she would have rolled her eyes at the pair. Inevitably, they wouldn’t be the only people who noticed; after all, a plethora of eyes followed them all evening. 

A yes sprung to Theo’s tongue, but just before she said it out loud, she stopped. Realistically, Chris was a stranger to her - sure, she knew the basics about him — the kinds of things someone usually knew about a celebrity — but she didn’t know enough about him to comfortably let her guard down. Being a high profile celebrity was different from being an Avenger. 

For all she knew, he wanted to use her for something; after all, fame wasn’t all people made it out to be. Besides, people frequently sought after Theo’s magic. 

Restraint was best in the situation.

“I appreciate the invite, but I have to work in the hospital tomorrow morning,” Theo covered, her tone light and casual, but quiet enough that any eavesdroppers wouldn’t hear. “This was fun though - I’d love to go out with you again!”

Out of the corner of Theo’s eye, Loki slipped out of the party with dark eyes and a devilish grin. Trailing close behind, hand linked in his, was a woman who had to be a supermodel, based on her absolutely flawless figure, perfectly tanned complexion, and perfectly styled outfit. 

A pang of jealousy unexpectedly shot through Theo at the sight.

“Of course.” Chris immediately masked the split second of surprise on his  face with a polite, albeit benign smile. “It’s probably just as well, because I have to fly back to California tomorrow morning.”

Despite the rejection, Chris bid Theo goodbye with a kiss on the cheek, which certainly was a surprise. After all, she just turned him down; the last thing she expected was for him to be so… affectionate?

Once Chris disappeared from view, Theo took advantage of her familiarity with the tower’s layout to take a quieter route to her suite. quickly slipped away through a back hall The second she was out of sight from prying eyes, Theo let out a breath she didn’t even realize she was holding. 

While Theo waited for the elevator, she couldn’t help but play the evening over in her mind. Chris was charming, handsome, and there was nothing wrong with him — why was she so hesitant? And what was up with her reaction to Loki?

Of course the silvertongue would be able to woo and bring home anyone he wanted without having to think twice about it. Maybe that was the cause of her jealousy — Loki didn’t have to overthink every interaction like she did. 

Shaking her head, Theo dispelled the thoughts of Loki hooking up with some random person; it wasn’t her business what or who he did in his spare time. 

Which brought Theo’s attention back to Chris. Her hesitancy around him didn’t seem like it was just because she didn’t know him very well; something else lurked underneath that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. But as she thought about it, the only reason she came up with was that everything about Chris just seemed too perfect.

In the end, it wouldn’t matter; playing the role of an Avenger was supposed to be nothing more than a means to an end. At most, it would be temporary. Theo needed to remember that.

I wonder why, why, I wonder why, why I oughta, Let you wreck, resurrect whatever you want to I can't depend, in the end you know I thought you were my friend Just stop, just stop, just stop I think I got it Sorry you, sorry me, sorry every in between, Sorry everybody here will never be somebody clean There's a piece of me they're throwing back at us, And they will buy you and sell you for celebrity status

Despite the knowledge that it was smart to not bring a guy home after the first date, Theo woke the next morning and immediately wondered if she played it too safe.  Chris was friendly, charming, good looking, and didn’t act weird about her being an Avenger - how often would she encounter guys like that? Probably never, but Theo essentially turned Chris down. As Theo laid in bed and stared at the ceiling, she debated whether she should reach out to Chris or not. 

On one hand, he made her laugh; on the other hand, they wouldn’t see each other often with conflicting schedules. He was hot, but probably had fans who would hate on Theo for dating him. He was used to the spotlight, but dating an Avenger might put his safety at risk. They had a lot of common interests, but they hadn’t talked about any serious topics - what if he secretly believed in some kind of cult? He was an accomplished actor, but Theo couldn’t promise to be there for awards shows because monsters and criminals don’t believe in days off. 

Ugh, she did not miss dating.

After mentally making the pro-con lists in her head for the third time, she decided to hold off. If she texted him too soon, she might seem clingy; besides, even if he was perfectly nice and charming and fun to be around, that feeling of something being off still lingered.

Theo rolled onto her side and snatched her phone from her nightstand to check the time, only to find a message waiting for her.

“Had a great time last night - want to grab a drink next time I’m in town? - C”

Though pleasantly surprised, Theo held off on replying. If nothing else, she needed some coffee and to wake up more before deciding on how to respond. Outside her window, the sunrise covered the skyline in a golden glow – it seemed like it was as good of a time as any to head up to the roof and enjoy her morning coffee.

Stillness permeated the tower as Theo made her way to the kitchen. With the incredibly early hour and the event that took place last night, she fully expected to be the first person awake. However, a full pot of freshly brewed coffee indicated that someone else claimed the title of first person awake. Theo wasn’t going to complain - that meant all she had to do was find her favorite mug and fill it up before enjoying some peace and quiet outdoors.

Upon arriving on the roof, Theo discovered just who woke up before her: Loki. He sat on one of the sectionals with his back to her. Loose black curls tumbled past his shoulders, swaying slightly in the cool morning breeze.

“Great minds think alike.” Theo greeted him, taking a seat on one of the other sectionals.

Loki simply hummed in acknowledgement of her greeting before returning his gaze off into the distance.

For once, Loki didn’t have a book with him. Hands wrapped around his own coffee, he sat back in his seat, soaking up the relative peace of the morning. Like the morning on the balcony, the silence held no weight, no pressure to force conversation or entertain the other. In the city that never sleeps, something about early mornings - those moments between where one day ended and the next began - felt almost sacred. Speaking, it seemed, might ruin that. 

Amidst the stillness, Theo caught herself studying Loki’s facial features, contrasting the difference from when he slept to how he appeared in the soft morning light.

Of course, there were things that Theo noticed before – Loki’s sharp bone structure certainly topped that list. But that morning, she couldn’t help but notice new things: the hints of worry lines that crossed his forehead, the crease from furrowed brows (an expression which she imagined he’d perfected at this point, along with the eye roll), the way his lips pulled across his teeth when he was close to smiling, but wasn’t quite ready to commit.

Theo knew Loki, besides being Aesir in form, was technically a frost giant and a god, but Loki looked shockingly human as he relaxed on the rooftop. Even in his Aesir form, Loki often looked more divine than mortal. But here… Some was different here. He seemed softer, less guarded. Perhaps it was the way his shoulders relaxed, or the way he stretched out in the morning glow. 

“How was your evening?” Loki struck up a conversation, taking a sip of coffee.

“It was good,” Theo smiled, looking out across the roof. “How was your night?” 

“It was alright…” Loki trailed off, glancing briefly at Theo before returning his gaze to the skyline. “You were certainly the center of attention last night.”

“Me, or the A-List actor that I spent the night with?” Theo’s attention returned to the god sitting next to her.

Loki chuckled, and Theo caught herself appreciating the way his eyes crinkled at the corners. “I suppose both would be a fair answer. He was rather attractive, I must admit. If I had been in your position, I certainly would have brought him back to my quarters for the evening.”

Theo let out a gentle laugh, biting her lip. Yes, Chris was good looking, and he certainly piqued her curiosity… but she couldn’t shake the feeling in her gut that something just wasn’t right. 

“Are you going to see him again?” Loki finally turned to focus on Theo. His sea-glass eyes held her gaze with surprising openness. A hint of sadness colored his words; it was subtle enough that Theo couldn’t quite place what sounded off about his question. 

“Why, do you want to hit him up if I don’t?” Theo teased, offering Loki a wink. “I wouldn’t blame you.”

Loki gave her a wry smile, shaking his head. “Simple curiosity.” 

“He asked if I wanted to get a drink next time I’m in town…” Theo shrugged, finding herself less enthusiastic about the idea than she was when she first awoke. “I haven’t given an answer one way or the other yet. It was hard to really get to know him with so many people vying for his attention, so it would be nice to do something that wasn’t so… public? Then again, if we ended up dating, I doubt I would ever get any privacy again, so there’s that…”

Loki let out a breathless laugh. “Privacy is already in short supply when one is an Avenger.”

Nodding in agreement, Theo took another slow drink of her coffee.

“That’s true, but at least I can set boundaries and choose what I share with the world,” she pointed out, “I can shape the way people see me, how they see my role as an Avenger.”

“That is what we do in some ways, isn’t it?” Loki mused, his brows drawing together in thought. “Play roles?”

“All the world’s a stage and all the men and women are merely players…” Theo took a big swig of coffee, relishing the bitter taste that coated her tongue. “… Or some shit like that.”

Loki doubled over from laughter, eyes wide as he nearly spit out his coffee from surprise. It took a moment to return to his more composed self before he sarcastically replied: “Yes, or some shit like that.” 

The way he mocked her wording brought a grin to Theo’s lips. “Okay, but think about it — how much of our lives are spent playing roles? How often do we get to be ourselves without altering our behaviors because of others’ opinions? Even putting on a brave face or being diplomatic is playing a role.”

Loki pursed his lips, studying Theo carefully.

“How much time do you spend playing roles?” Even if the question wasn’t out of left field, it still felt much more serious than the conversation up to that point.

“More than I’d like,” Theo admitted, glancing down at her cup and swirling her coffee around. “But it has saved my ass enough times that I will never hesitate to do it if I think it will help me.” 

Theo bit the inside of her cheek, cursing herself for saying too much. The answer would probably come back to bite her in the ass, most likely in the form of Loki asking her a million follow up questions. 

Note to self: more coffee before any early morning personal conversations. 

“I suppose we have that in common, then.”

Much to Theo’s surprise, Loki left it at that, and returned his attention to the city around them. While Loki was known to be cunning, Theo got the sense that at its core, Loki’s answer was not rooted in cunning or manipulation, but survival.

And Theo understood that all too well.

Step one, step two, step three, repeat And I pray at the church of asses in the seats To disappear behind the beat…

[freddie-mercury-rising]

Ahhh I love this.

PILLOW TALKING

Summary: After a long night out, Brian and Roger head back to their hotel room. Rating: T Relationship: Brian May/Roger Taylor Tags: First Kiss, Sharing a Room Prompt: Day 2's Photo Prompt

Read Here >> On AO3

Part of Collection: Maylor Week 2023

@maylor-week

[emmie-tt]

Welcome to my Blog

Hi!

New Blog/Writer here. I'm Emmie and I have found a small love for writing and reading fan fiction. I'm new to the writing part and have been in a major writers block lately and decided to make an account in hopes I could find some people out there with the same interests as me. I'm asking for requests on what to write, down below this small paragraph is the fandom's I write for and my request rules. Please don't be shy and send them in so I can hopefully get my creativity flowing!!

HARRY POTTER

Harry potter

Draco Malfoy

Blaise Zabini

Ronald Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Mattheo Riddle

Theodore Nott

Tom Riddle

Lucius Malfoy (PLATONIC ONLY)

Narcissa Malfoy (PLATONIC ONLY)

Remus Lupin (PLATONIC ONLY)

Young Remus Lupin

Sirius Black (PLATONIC ONLY)

Young Sirius Black

Regulus Black (PLATONIC ONLY)

Young Regulus Black

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Billy Hargrove

Eleven (PLATONIC ONLY)

Max Mayfeild (PLATONIC ONLY)

Will Byers (PLATONIC ONLY)

Mike Wheeler (PLATONIC ONLY)

Dustin Henderson (PLATONIC ONLY)

Nancy Wheeler

Jim Hopper (PLATONIC ONLY)

Robin Buckley

Chrissy Cuningham

Lucas Sinclair (PLATONIC ONLY)

Joyce Byers (PLATONIC ONLY)

TWILIGHT

Edward Cullen

Jasper Hale

Alice Cullen

Carlisle Cullen (PLATONIC ONLY)

Bella Swan

Emmet Cullen

Jacob Black

Rosalie Hale

Esme Cullen (PLATONIC ONLY)

Charlie Swan (PLATONIC ONLY)

Renesmee Cullen (PLATONIC ONLY)

TOP GUN MAVERICK

Nick (Goose) Bradshaw

Bradley (Rooster) Bradshaw

Jake (Hangman) Serisen

Pete (Maverick) Mitchell

PEAKY BLINDERS

Thomas Shelby

CHRIS EVANS / CHARACTERS

Chris Evans

Steve Rogers

Lloyd Hansen

Ari Levinson

Andy Barber

Ransom Drysdale

SEBASTIAN STAN / CHARACTERS

Sebastian Stan

Bucky Barnes

Lee Bodecker

MISC. CHARACTERS/PEOPLE

Elvis Presley/ Austin!Elvis Presley

Miles Teller

Jack Harlow

Taylor Swift

Glenn Powell

I WONT WRITE FOR ANYONE I DONT KNOW I WILL WRITE PLATONIC FOR ALL OF THE CHARACTERS I WILL ALSO WRITE FOR PREGNANCY AND THE READER AND CHARACTER HAVING KIDS :))

PLEASE LIKE RE-BLOG AND COMMENT

LOVE YOU ALL <3

RULES

Smut is allowed! I make no apologies for how bad it will probably be though

I wont write about R@pe, Abu$e or ince$st

All my writing will be fem/GN!reader, I wont go into detail about skin color, body type or really any personal details UNLESS asked to

I want to keep my stories fun so try and keep the requests non boring lol :))

If you have any questions please ask

I write it all, smut, fluff and angst

[freddie-mercury-rising]

A picture is worth a thousand words. So, let's allow some photos to inspire us!

The premise of this collection is to take photographs of Queen (Et al.) and use them as a starting-off point for creativity. Whether a photo inspires you to write a drabble, a ficlet, a vignette, a poem, a multi-chapter fic, a dialogue, a screenplay, etc. or to draw, sketch, or paint, then feel free to post the photograph that inspired you along with your creation into this collection.

The goal is to inspire each another to create!

[matthew-gray-gublers-babygirl]

MASTER LIST

Requests are open! these are all the characters i have written for so far, but i’m open to writing for more.

ROGER TAYLOR:

Just The Two Of Us (fluff, soft smut)

Women Taken By The Wind (fluff, teasing)

Welcome Home (fluff, smut, hurt/comfort)

Don't Worry. I'm Just Sleeping (fluff, hurt/comfort)

Hormones (fluff, teasing, pregnancy)

Friends Will Be Friends - Chapter One (Friends to Lovers, angst, hurt/comfort)

Friends Will Be Friends - Chapter Two (Friends to Lovers, subtle angst, smut)

Just A Babysitter (age gap, forbidden feelings, smut)

KEANU REEVES:

Don't Wait Up (fluff)

JOHN WICK:

Safe (fluff, hurt/comfort, soft smut)

Late Night Visitor - Part One (smut, age difference)

Late Night Visitor - Part Two (age difference, oral smut, some fluff)

MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER:

Pregnancy (soft!Matthew, pregnancy)

Not Real (hurt/comfort, Criminal Minds!Matthew)

Good Morning (smut, softdom)

NSFW alphabet (Headcanon)

More headcanons... (NSFW)

SPENCER REID:

Under the Weather (fluff, subtle hurt/comfort)

Long Distance (phone sex, smut, subtle dom reader, subtle dom spencer/switch)

Knight in Shinning Armor (hurt/comfort, kidnapping, FBI agent reader, angst)

GOOD OMENS:

You’re My Best Friend (hurt/comfort, aziraphale is sick, crowley takes care of him)

[rogertaylorsgirl]

imagine being roger’s first real girlfriend. the members of the band would be so shocked at seeing him so committed to someone. of course, they would try and piss him off, talking about how much he’s whipped for you. but are they wrong? absolutely not.

this man would do anything for you. you could ask him the entire universe and he would make sure you had it. every time you would walk in the studio, he would leave the drums so fast and come to hug you, while the others complain about finishing the damn song.

you made him softer, sometimes he hated that, but he couldn’t do anything about it. you helped him calm down during one of his famous tantrums and you also made him romantic. he wasn’t the type to cuddle or show too much affection before, since the girls he dated were nothing serious, but now with you it was all different. you had changed him for the better.

[queen-fandom-calendar]

New events added! How exciting!

Queen Fandom Events in 2023

Welcome Queen fandom creators! Here is your guide to the events happening this year.

It is good fandom etiquette not to hold events on top of each other, so this calendar is here to help everyone keep track of what is happening and when.

* * *

JAN Johnica Week : 15th-18th (AO3 collection)

FEB

MAR

APR

Brian and Roger ships week: 12th-16th (AO3 collection)

MAY Poly Week: 5th-8th (AO3 collection)

JUN Gen Week: 15th-18th (AO3 collection) JUL

Maylor Week: 20th-24th (AO3 collection)

AUG

Fem Queen Weekend: 4th - 6th (AO3 collection)

Rare Pair Weekend: 25th-27th (AO3 collection)

SEPT Maycury Week: Dates to be determined

OCT

Maylor 55 : 13 - 15th Freddie Mercury weekend - to be determined

NOV Froger Week: Dates to be determined

DEC

This blog will reblog event announcements in the fandom and serve as a handy place of reference for anyone planning to hold a new event! If you would like your event added to the calendar, please message or send an ask!

Last year’s events

[bijouxcarys]

Not a request but a question...

What are your thoughts on inaccuracies in either "major or minor" characters for the sake of the plot in fan fiction?

For example: Instead of Mary, Freddie has a different girlfriend, or he figures out his sexuality much earlier, or that Miami had cancer or smth like that 😭💀

Will you ever write something like that?

Great question; I always love talking about my thoughts on fanfiction, and analysing things such as this. Throughout my 10 years of reading and writing it, I've picked up a lot of patterns and examples of when things are done well or poorly.

Creative innacuracies are difficult to do successfully and effectively. When reading a fanfiction, you already have a pre-concieved notion of what to expect and what you're getting into, so if a writer chooses to alter a canonical event/trait, they have to make sure that it's relevent, and that it aligns with the story. It needs to contribute to the overall plot, otherwise its value is extremely low and can actually be a distraction to the rest of the fanfiction.

I've seen lots of stories where Freddie was never with a female and he's strictly gay. This could go off in different directions here, where some fans believe he was bisexual, and some believe he was exclusively gay. I, myself, think he was bisexual, based off of his own words. So, I wouldn't have an issue with a fanfiction writer creating a female OC for Freddie to be with at some point in their timeline. Mary, however, is an important part of Freddie's story and how he became who he was, so switching out Mary for an entirely different person would be a risky move that the author would have to navigate in a way that contributes to Freddie's evolution as a character and a person.

When talking about canonical inaccuracies, it gets into AU territory. Personally, I am not a fan of Alternate Universe fiction. I'm pretty realistic about everything I write, minus the obvious shipping of Brian with my OC Maria, and Robert with Elena in a universe where his wife doesn't exist. Where the point is romance, innacuracies such as what I just mentioned can work and do work fairly frequently. The point of fanfiction is to add onto what is already there, or change certain aspects based off of the arena of work that it stems from.

RPF (Real Person Fanfiction) is a slippery slope, since you're essentially manipulating another person's actual life in order to live out a fictionalised scenario/fantasy through literature. Canonical inaccuracies are fine, as long as they make sense and contribute to the entire story and aren't randomised throughout.

Where I personally draw the line with these innacuracies, however, is when an author plays about with a real person's sexuality. I support the idea of people being able to write about whatever they want, as long as they're fully aware of what they're doing and the distinction between their fictional scenarios and what is the truth. However, I personally choose to avoid fanfictions in which the author has chosen to present a character through a sexuality they aren't.

For example: I have an issue with Jimbert (Robert Plant/Jimmy Page) fanfictions. It has nothing to do with the concept of homosexuality, but everything to do with the aversion of how the actual people choose to live. Same goes for Maylor fanfiction (Brian May/Roger Taylor). These are straight men, and I personally think that if you're going to write one of these people being romantically/sexually involved with an OC, at least make sure you're respecting their real-life sexuality. You're already writing about them in their private lives, the least one can do is that.

Ultimately, it's an author's decision how they want to manipulate a factual timeline to align with their fictional scenarios. It's personal preference. I don't think I would ever stray too far from fact in my own writing; I like to stick to the actual timeline of events, as closely as possible, down to the date, as well as adhere strongly to every real person's traits and personalities.

Subjectivity is a large part of fanfiction writing, and it's one of the things that makes it such a beautiful artform. And as a reader, what you choose to injest is up to you.

Sorry if this was a really long response, I just love talking about fanfiction!

Thank you for the ask <3