#roger taylor headcannon

[pebblewritesj]

hello! could you write something about being brian may’s younger sibling and dating roger taylor?<3

You had the BIGGEST crush on Roger Taylor.

Brian knew you far too well to not realize, he brought it up one day and you very reluctantly admit that you thought he was so fine.

When the two of you get together, you're so embarrassed at the fact that your dating one of your brother's closest friends LMAO

Brian knows.

You guys are sort of obvious about it? Like on accident you two fr think no one catches on but they do.

Roger thinks you guys are so slick, like he deadass thinks Brian has no idea.

Brian will give Roger weird looks when you and him joke around together, sometime's Roger will pull you aside and be like 'Do you think he's catching on, do you think he's catching on?'

Like yes Roger he's caught on.

Brian finally tells Roger that he knows and Roger is DUMBFOUNDED

"How long have you known, then?" "About two weeks." "WHAT?"

He was literally kind of disappointed he was like 'am I actually that bad at keeping secrets'

(he is)

Brian is very happy for you though.

Not as happy for Roger, but he's happy you're finally in a happy relationship.

The thing is, he's not too happy that it's with Roger.

"Why him?" "He's cute." "And?" "Funny, nice, respectful--" "Nice? Respectful? I thought you were dating Roger, not John."

He learns to love it after a while, when he finally gains trust of Roger.

Roger pulls him aside one day and is like 'ok can you cut this shit, I really like your sister stop being sour about it.'

Stuff like that.

Brian was shocked, never in his life had Roger done something like that in context of a relationship.

He was like 'ok, yeah, fine'

So now he loves you guys.

[stressoutlet]

I feel like so many good omens fans are headcannoning Crowley being friends with Freddie Mercury, that they're forgetting the way funnier option: the Bentley being obsessed with Roger Taylor after hearing that man sing I'm In Love With My Car

[groupiewhoreee]

hii, first of all, finding your blog is a blessing from heaven🙌🏻✨, I'm so happy for have found it❤️ don't know if u write for them but, can I request queen headcannons, please? It's ok if you don't write to them, anyways, your blog is amazing thank u💕

hii! omg, thank you so much, i'm so glad you think so! its a blessing that your requesting me right now! 💕 yes, of course you can. i'd love to write headcanons about them! i don't really write for them, but as stated i do take requests for other bands/people! ur welcome, and thank you. ❤️

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QUEEN HEAD-CANONS! (NSFW ADDITION!)

FREDDIE MERCURY

Freddie is the most sweetest person during sex it is very unbelievable. But he has his times where he cracks a smile and starts to laugh when you make an weird noise or manage to fall off the bed. He wants to make sure what he is doing is ok with you, of course. He never wants to hurt you or make you uncomfortable in any way possible.

He doesn't have many kinks, but Im gonna think he might have a role-play kink. Dressing up, all that stuff, yk? He doesn't have a particular favorite roleplay pair.

He prefers non-public sex due to the fact because he doesn't want to get in trouble, nor does he want anyone to even see in the first place. So he prefers to do it where its just you and him. He also doesn't like to go out in public with you hence people back then weren't very supportive of ur relationship.

You both don't really use positions. You guys just end up doing it however you two land up.

Honestly, sex happens mostly on the couch or the bed, no in between. Although, if you'd like to do it somewhere else that's fine with him.

BRIAN MAY

He's a sweet, somewhat serious and goofy guy during sex. He always cracks a smile during sex, and remains eye contact with you. He holds ur hands, kisses you all over and makes sure ur okay and he isn't hurting you too much. He can get rough though. He can start to spank you, and roughen you up.

Thighs, he loves thighs. He is a big thigh person. He adores touching and getting in between ur thighs. Hickies are left there sometimes.

Breeding kink. Nuff Said.

Very possessive sometimes, although he'll let you see friends and everything. During sex, he'll force you/beg to moan his name because he loves to hear how he owns you.

He isn't much interested in kinks, though he's fine with them. He's got a major breeding kink, how he groans to put a baby into you, and how he's gonna fill you up.

ROGER TAYLOR

Ah yes, Roger. The screaming boy. That definitely applies to the bed. Grunting, and moaning softly in ur ear. But, he likes to dominate you and roughen you up. Brian accidentally walked in on you two, It was kinda embarrassing. He loves pulling ur hair, calling you slut and names.

He likes his hair pulled, enough said.

He loves your boobs. Sometimes he'll grope them when he's behind you, or in front of you. He'll slap them sometimes. Freddie had to tell him to stop.

He loves having sex in the car, because music can play, and he loves his car as well, so. He loves having you in his car.

He'll definitely let you dominate him.. calling him baby boy, and how he'll call you mommy.

JOHN DEACON

John is just chill during sex, though he can get very serious and somewhat goofy, it's pretty casual. But, he'll roughen you up for you and will try new things for you if sex is getting boring.

Lives for you riding him, he likes to grip ur thighs and make eye contact with you.

Loves ur ass. He likes to smack it, and grab it from behind or when he is walking by. Brian noticed it and never said anything after.

He likes when you just tug his hair slightly when he eats you out. He loves it. How you entangled your fingers get into his soft/curly hair.

Is willing to do a threesome with you and one of his bandmates.

[zoe-is-amazingg]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Like I said, my requests are open, and I really need inspo cuz I’m getting writers' block. (I can deny any request)

I write - Smut, Fluff, Angst, song requests, headcannons, between character ships (Again, some I will deny) and anything else that doesn’t come into the list below.

I will not write - Incest, shit with huge age gaps, anal sex, anything painful that’s past the point of being pleasurable, anything with animals (Sex wise) (Faux Fur and shit is ok), Anything with dead people (Again, sex wise.)

People I write for (People I have in bold are people I will most definitely write)

Outer Banks 

 - JJ Maybank

 - Rafe Cameron

 - John B Routledge

 - Pope Heyward

 - Sarah Cameron

 - Kie Carrea 

Scream Universe

 - Ethan Landry

 - Billy Loomis

 - Stu Macher

 - Chad Meeks-Martin

 - Mindy Meeks-Martin

 - Anika

 - Tara Carpenter

 - Sam Carpenter

 - Sidney Prescott

 - Dewey Riley

 - Gale Weathers

 - Tatum Riley

Stranger Things

 - Steve Harrington

 - Billy Hargrove

 - Mike Wheeler

 - Will Byers

 - Eddie Munson

 - Eleven

 - Dustin Henderson

 - Lucas Sinclar

 - One/ Henry Creel (Not Vecna)

 - Argyle 

 - Johnathan Byers

Marvel

 - Bucky Barnes

 - Steve Rogers

 - Peter Parker (Any) 

 - Loki Lufeyson

 - Thor Odinson

 - Bruce Banner

 - Scott Lang

 - Natasha Romanoff

 - Wanda Maximoff

 - Pietro Maximoff

(Any marvel Character Minus animals these are ones on the top of my head)

Ginny and Georgia

 - Marcus Baker

 - Ginny Miller

 - Georgia Miller

 - Trent

 - Press

 - Jordan

 - Abby

 - Norah

Wednesday

 - Ajax Petropulos

 - Xaiver Thrope

 - Wednesday Addams

 - Enid Sinclair

 - Yoko Tanaka

 - Tyler Galpin

 -  Divina

 - Kent

 - Binaca Barclay 

 - Rowan Laslow

 - Mortica and Gomez Addams (Together or apart + Young or old)

The Summer I turned Pretty

 - Jeremiah Fisher

 - Conrad Fisher

Avatar 1+2

  - Spider

  - Lo’ak Sully

 - Neteyam Sully

 - Treisaya

 - Roxto

- Anoung

 - Jake Sully

Any other shows and current people I will accept or deny, you never know.

Song request singers I will accept

 - Arctic Monkeys

 - Taylor Swift

 - Conan Grey

 - The neighborhood

 - Chase Atlantic

 - Eminem

 - Kenrick Lammar

 - Arianna Grande

 - Brittney Spears

 - Rhianna

 - Beyoncé 

 Please Requesttt

[luvrgirl555]

masterlist ପଓ¸¸.•¨•

requests are CLOSED

daisy jones and the six

warren rojas you're so fucking cool munch

criminal minds

spencer reid love she looks like you more what does leaving mean? pt 1 pt 2 illict affairs 1978 soup (headcannon) skincare (headcannon)

jemily the worst thing that i ever did

queen

roger taylor ten things i hate about you (3 parts) if i drink enough, it'll go away ED request w john and roger hospital halls stick around // teenage nights dollface carnival nights seven minutes in heaven

john deacon to take care of you, pt 1 // pt 2

brian may sick reader! request

[sailawaysweetsis]

Tongue Tied

Roger Taylor X Reader

A/N: Small blurb I did for @freaking-nix​ fan-zine! I totally recommend checking it out! Let’s support each other in the fandom. 

°  °  °  °  °  °  °

You had been a roadie for Queen for a while now, and you must say, it is a very entertaining life to live. So far in the first couple of months of being on the road with the guys, you have learned many things. Things such as patience, because when it comes to Freddie Mercury, one must be ready for every possible antic that man can fuss over. Things such as to be eager for knowledge, especially when talking about Brian May, that human can ramble for hours on end about deep space. Being observant like John Deacon, he never fails to notice when someone is feeling down or being out of place. That boy has the eye of an eagle. However, when it comes to Roger Taylor, well, one can learn a handful of things. 

Roger Taylor so far has taught you self-control. Boy, how many times have you wanted to strangle him but resisted the impulse to do so. Roger is the person that loves to nag other people constantly and occasionally prank them to make things more interesting. When you first met him, you couldn’t wrap around your head what was about him that made him so intriguing. He was handsome, yes, but incredibly annoying and a total flirt. He spends his free time being all over groupies and eventually having one night stands. When you had the chance to chat with Rog for a bit that wasn’t either about his latest conquests or his drumset, he was a nice fella to talk with. He seemed the kind of guy that beneath all his cockiness layed someone vulnerable and truly caring. 

Roger Taylor has taught you that if anyone can make you feel more alive, is him. Night after night you watched in awe Roger and the band perform. It was truly insane how much they got into the role and how they enjoyed the lights, the crowd, the noise, and the adrenaline overall. On the other hand, you enjoyed the show backstage and afterward spending time running away wit Roger. It started out as a “let’s go away for a while to escape here” into “let’s go away from here because it has become a tradition” thing. At first, you both went to fast-food restaurants to grab a meal but eventually expanded your map to places like movies, stores (that one was the best, trying the silliest clothes and make fun of each other), or even the crew’s pick-up van where you lay a blanket and drove off anywhere. 

Roger Taylor has taught you that never before you have loved someone the way you love him. It was on one of those escapades that the bright moon and stars witnessed how both of you fell in love with the other. For you, it was the way he opened his arms and shouted into the rooftop absolute nonsense. For him, it was the small glimmer in your eyes while you laughed at him. 

He turned around and looked at you. 

“[Y/N]...”

“Yes, Roger?”

“I… I think that… I think that I like- no I mean I think that love- I MEAN, no, no, no, It’s not that I like or love, I mean it’s kind of both, when do you know-“

“Roger, you’re rambling” You chuckled. 

“I know” He laughed,” You make me tongue-tied. What I’m trying to say is…”

“‘I’ve never felt this way before’”

“Yeah, exactly”

“I feel that way too”

“You like me too?” Rog inquired 

“Of course dumbass. I don’t why I like you but I do”

“Good. Because I don’t know why I like you either”.

[briansclogss]

A Concept: Going to the Bookstore with Roger

[ficstogo]

Cuddling With Roger (Request)

Request: Hey! I was wondering if you can do a cuddling hc for Roger Taylor? Thanks! Love your writing btw- Anon

Boy, online classes sure suck but these requests are the rewards at the end of each module. So big thank you good fellow human.

Roger likes to wrap his arm around your shoulders

holding you close is good

he likes to keep you close as well

especially if he’s feeling either protective or dominant

he’ll find some sort of excuse to be near you

just imagine you guys walking out in the cold and him telling you to huddle up next to him so you guys to keep warm

he likes to either kiss your temple or the top of your head

when hes feeling soft, he likes to bury his head in your neck or chest while lying in bed with his arms wrapped around your waist

other times he likes to be the big spoon

sometimes you’ll find him sneaking behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist and spinning you around

or he’ll wrap his arms around your waist while facing you and rock back and forth as if you guys were dancing

if he’s feeling a little frisky or wanting to show that your his, he’ll have you sit on his lap.

you’ll wrap your arms around his neck when you want to play along or bury your head in his neck either to hide your embarrassment or kiss him to turn him on further

[deakydeaky]

Not to be that girl but I really want to be a model like I'm trying so hard to work out and eat healthy. Can I get a head canon of Roger trying to get with/is with a playboy model? Like playboy + Roger Taylor is my dream thank you lovie!!

(A/N; good for you!! I hope you come to this dream, You deserve it! Just remember stay safe with these things and no matter what you’re perfect xx)

How it started;

A few of the girls at Playboy were picked to do a photo shoot with Queen

You were one of four, and your happiness was through the roof

You loved Queen and couldn’t believe that you were gonna meet them, and take photos with them

You were crawling out of your skin on the way there

You and your friends had some drinks to calm your nervous, which it did too well

You each got someone for hair/make up, and for dressing

You got paired up with the blond haired, blue eyed Roger Taylor

You remand calm thinks to what you drank in the car on the way there

“Hello love.” Roger was also very nervous. You were from Playboy and super beautiful. A model and a fan of queen? Roger was in love

“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You told him shaking his hand

“Okay Y/N are you ready?” You smiled as the person touching up your hair walked away

“Let’s do it.”

You spent a good hour taking picture after picture. Having to be on top of him, get some close to kissing him, grabbing him, posing with him

It was almost the best day ever only you were so scared. Everytime you had to do a pose you weren’t sure of he calmed you down

“It’s okay love. You wouldn’t be the first woman to do it.” He told you as you climbed on top of him

“What a shame, here I thought I was special.” He fell for that smirk

After the shoots you and your friends all cleaned up. You were all in the dressing room removing your makeup when they all came in

“Hello darlings.” Freddie told you as he walked in.” We just came to thank you lovely ladies for joining us in the shoot.”

“It was our pleasure.” Your friend that shot with John told them. You could see Roger still had a little bit of a lipstick stain from the last few shots on his cheek

“See you around.”

“Bye.”

You all stayed in touch. Mainly because your friend that shot with John stayed in touch with him, so you all kind of still talked

It wasn’t until they invited you to an after party that you got nervous

Roger Taylor inviting you to a party? You wanted to say yes but you didn’t

“No I’m just gonna go back to our place. Not really in a party mood. Probably just watch ‘I love Lucy’, get drunk and get into my pajamas. But not in that order.”

You went on and climbed into your pajamas right away

As you made popcorn and went to sit on the couch there was a knock at the door. You thought it was your roommate forgetting her keys

“Y/F/N.” You said opening it only to see Roger with two bottles of champagne, and in pajamas

“Got these on the way, didn’t really have any.” He told you looking down at his pajamas

“Their perfect. Come in.” You left the door open and walked away. You got two mugs and walked back into the living room.” Sure you aren’t gonna miss the party.”

“They’ll be others.” He told you as you poured the wine.” It can be us for a night.”

“Two us.” You clinked the glasses together

It took Roger three glasses in to tell you he likes you but the wait was so worth it

Dating;

Not the easiest at first

It was hard to trust each other. He was in a very famous band and you were in famous playboy magazines

You fought of this all the time, but only for the first few weeks

“It’s my job Roger. I’m working up to my dream and never once have I asked you to give up yours.”

“That’s because a much of lonely guys don’t wank off to me after every new addition comes out.” It was a low blow but Roger didn’t back down

“Then leave.” That got him to listen.” If you can’t even support the fact that I work my ass off to try and do something I love leave. If you feel the need to ask me to quit my job because your that selfish I don’t need you as much as I thought I would.”

“No baby, I don’t want to leave.” He moves closer to you.” I’m just worried about us. You’re so beautiful, everyone wants you I’m sure of it. I can’t compete with everyone.”

“You don’t have to because I don’t want everyone. I want you Roger.”

Taking pictures together, or one of the band mates takes pictures of you two

Showing each other off all of the time

Having ‘I love Lucy’ marathons and drinking wine

He sends you gifts when he’s on tour

You come visit him when ever you have free time

Him throwing you a huge celebration when you sign a deal Chanel

“You’re the big model now baby.” He then would kiss you.” My girlfriend is walking the runway for Chanel.”

Going to Paris together because he made his music and you had a fashion show there

You and him working out together. Or more like you working out and Roger complaining that he doesn’t want to

Dressing him up in the newest clothing

Getting more and more deals and Roger throws more and more parties

He would take pictures of you when ever he could

You would be laying in bed reading when a flash would go off

“Rog!”

“Sorry, you’re just so hot.” You crawled over to him and took the camera away then took a picture of him

Being the most stylish couple probably ever

Freddie asking for tips bc it’s Freddie. Or you asked him for tips

[pebblewritesj]

Being Roger Taylor’s Twin Sister

- For starters, you’re both GORGEOUS.

- It’s actually overwhelming seeing you both in the same room.

- You look and sound exactly like Roger, completely identical.

- You often tag along with Queen, which is incredibly fun.

- Then again, they of course also have a large tendency to mix you two up.

- Brian is the worst at that sort of thing.

- There’s more of a 50/50 consistency with Freddie. He either takes a guess at who he’s looking at or shouts one of your names and sees which one looks over first.

- John tells you both apart very, very easily though.

- “How do you know which one it is every time?” “Y/N’s hair is a centimetre or so longer/shorter.”

- But the first few weeks after John joined the band?

- Bro could not CATCH A BREAK

- You and Roger would pretend to be each other while Freddie and Brian played along, leaving John clueless.

- You and Roger have the exact same humor as well.

- The rest of the band could be in the middle of a fight, but you and Roger would be next to each other like five feet away, mocking them.

- Of course, you two have your moments as well.

- Like for example, when Roger was showing everyone ‘i’m in love with my car’, you couldn’t stop laughing.

- Brian would kick you from were he was sitting or nudge you every now and then to try and get you to settle down, but it just made you laugh harder.

- “Roger, I don’t know.” “Don’t know what?!” “...’Such a thrill when your radials squeal’-” “OH MY GOD HAHAHAHA, ROGER WHAT IN THE WORLD?”

- You weren’t able to calm yourself until about five minutes after he’d locked himself into the cupboard.

- “Roger, I’ll tilt you over--” “Y/N.” “Alright then get out the bloody cupboard, you psychopath!”

- Sometimes Roger will beg you to wear makeup for an outing so when people see you two they’ll assume he’s not a woman (they still often do mistake him for a girl).

- You two jokingly insult each other all the time, but will never ever say anything involving looks.

- That is very possibly one of the only things you two will ever be encouraging about.

- “I look awful.” “Nope. You can’t. Look at me, Y/N.”

[jimercury-and-me]

Hello Everyone,

Since you may have read my bio, you can see that I desire to write some pieces of fiction about the group Queen (and even the Bohemian Rhapsody cast) centering around Age Regression and Autism.

For those of you that do not know, Age Regression is a coping mechanism (Totally SFW and it’s NOT A K*NK) where the person’s brain truly reverts to a much younger emotional and mental state, it can come from traumas, mental disabilities or stress: for example, I am 20years old and do Age Regress to cope with a lot of traumas and also to cope with overwhelming situations since I am autistic, well, once I regress my brain reverts to 3years old. I have to constantly have my caregiver with me, in this case, my fiancé which is a social worker. I know that a lot of Age Regressors likes to read fictions about people they like as regressors, to feel more connected, that’s why I decided to writes fiction centering around it.

Every piece of fiction will be an Alternative Universe so please, note that I am not saying that one of them is an Age Regressor or Autistic, it is just to write about topics I don’t see a lot on other website.

Every fiction will be SFW, so you can be at ease while being on my blog. I will gladly take prompts but please do not send:

-K*nk (ex: NonCon, D*LG, A*DL and variants).

-Abuse/Abusif or Toxic Relationship.

-Cheating.

-Substance Abuse (ex: Alcohol, drugs —>It can be mentioned but I will not go into details).

-S*lf-H*rm.

-Ableism (—>Again, it can be mentioned but I will not go into details).

-Homophobia/Transphobia (—>Can be mentioned).

-Racism (—>Can be mentioned).

If you still send a prompt with something like this in it, you will get blocked so please take my wish into consideration, I do not want to be triggered or trigger someone.

For fictions having a triggering topics mentioned, do not worry, I’ll tag it with its TW and I will not go into details with it.

Since this is a secondary blog, my main blog will be the one interacting with comments and followers so don’t be surprised if you see: @puppy-boxjuice (It is my AgeRegression blog, I use it while regressed).

I truly hope you’ll like what I’ll write and also be curious to send me prompts ! Have a fun experience on my blog!~ 🔆

[be-your-valentino-just-for-you]

I dragged my siblings into rewatching the entirety of stranger things just because I wanted to see that one scene in season 2 were queen's 'hammer to fall' plays from Steve's car radio and I regret nothing.

[queenlover05]

Hey Everyone!

I’m sorry I haven’t been on tumblr for a while (my laptop hasn’t been working), and I’m gonna tell you now - I’ve missed it. I feel a great sense of community in the Queen/Borhap fandom, and it always makes me happy when I see that someone has added a new post to it. 

I probably won’t be on as often as I used to be, but that doesn’t mean I don’t see what you guys are up to! I love being tagged in all writing for the Borhap/ Queen fandom - blurbs, headcannons, fics, etc. So please, even if I’m not on your list, please start tagging me in any writing you do! 

I get notifications about it in my emails, so I still read them all the time - it makes my day when I see part 4 of my favourite Joe fic has been released, or if I see a blurb about Brian teaching guitar! 

I hope everyone is doing well and staying safe. If you’re not, talk to someone - there are plenty of people out there who care for you. Just pick up the phone, send a text or even write a letter if you feel like it. But most importantly, we need to remain positive.  

queenlover05 xx

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[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

Okay shit boi you’re a legend. Can I ask for a Ben!Roger Taylor music headcannon for Killer Queen please? ☺️☺️💗💗

Sure thing dude - this is the last music headcannon I’m doing for this sleepover so any that I get after this will be kept in my inbox until the next sleepover :)

You were untouchable

Utterly unapproachable to Roger

He never considered himself to be a shy person, he was never nervous when talking to girls

But seeing you at the party, he was utterly starstruck

You were so clearly one of Freddie’s friends with how you interacted with everyone

You were all that he could see for the whole evening

He spent the whole party wishing that he could talk to you

But he didn’t know how to approach you

He wanted to say something witty

Something memorable

Spilling his drink over you wasn’t quite what he had in mind

Luckily you had started to laugh 

And spent the remainder of the evening with him at your side

When he was with you, Roger felt indestructible and wrote Killer Queen about the aura you seemed to give out

[like-the-wings-of-butterflies]

HHS//Roger Taylor - Ice Skating

Find the rest of the series here!

Although it took a fair amount of persuading on Roger’s behalf, you agreed to go with your boyfriend to local ice skating rink

You’d never given it a go before leading to your hesitation, worried that you’d hurt or embarrass yourself

Or worse both

Roger hadn’t skated before either but his puppy dog eyes and constant reassurance was enough for you to give in

“I won’t let you fall.” He repeated over and over again on the drive there

Playing drums required a decent amount of balance so you trusted that he had a general idea of what he was doing

At least one of you were confident in your abilities!

But wow

How wrong you were

You stepped onto the ice first, holding onto the walls with a vice-like grip, expecting Roger to follow behind you

This boy decided he was too good for the walls and stepped out without any physical support

A large miscalculation really

He ended up on his back, limbs splayed helplessly across the ice

Deciding in that moment that both of you could use eachother’s help

Neither of you could comfortably stand, so you started off super slow with your arms wrapped around one another’s waist

Trying to mimic the other couples and glide slowly around the rink but being too scared to move towards the centre incase you got stranded

Roger being slightly embarrassed the kids passing your intertwined forms were both faster and far more comfortable on the ice then he was

Eventually getting into a bit of a rhythm albeit with a few falls inbetween

Roger just loved having you close so of course he’d pull you down with him anytime he slipped

You knowing he was doing it intentionally

“Oops sorry Love, kiss it better?”

Secretly finding it super romantic

Growing tired after a couple hours and going home sore but content

Spending the rest of the night on the sofa icing your bruises

But making Roger promise to take you back soon

[briansclogss]

Just Say It

Pairing(s): RogerxReader , BrianxReader

Word Count: 4.5k

Summary: On the night you and Brian decide to announce your engagement, Roger has an important confession to make. 

Warnings: SUPER angsty, also some swearing, and a bit of fluff thrown in for good measure!

A/N: Thank you so much to @sweet-ladyy for being the beta reader for my first fic ever! Your input was incredibly helpful, and gave me the boost of confidence to post this!

I hope you all enjoy!

As you sat by the door waiting for Brian to finish putting on his tie, you couldn’t help but admire the ring on your left hand. With its intricate design and encrusted diamonds, the ring signified your engagement to the incredible guitarist who’d stolen your heart nearly a decade ago.

You’d met him at one of Queen’s first shows in university. The moment you’d seen him strumming his guitar in a local pub you swore you’d never seen anyone so beautiful in your life.

It hadn’t always been smooth sailing for the two of you. Queen’s constant cycle of recording and touring for years on end had caused you and Brian to dance around your feelings for years.

But here you were, waiting for your fiancé to slip on his shoes so that the pair of you could head to Freddie’s for dinner. Your engagement was still fresh, and both of you had been dying to tell the rest of the band. You’d decided that an intimate dinner at Freddie’s was the perfect time to announce it.

“Are you ready love?” Brian gave you a cheeky smile.

You rolled your eyes playfully, giving him a smile. No matter what the occasion, you were always ready at least twenty minutes before him.

As you stood to open the front door Brian stopped you and began to gently run his hands up and down your arms.

“You look incredible tonight,” his voice came out in a nearly breathless whisper as he planted a soft kiss on your forehead.

You didn’t try to suppress your blush as you took his hand and lead him out the door.

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You pulled up to Freddie’s house in a matter of minutes. You and Brian had recently bought a house in the same area, anticipating starting a family soon after your marriage. The thought made your heart flutter in your chest.

Despite the proximity of your homes, Freddie’s must have been twice as grand, and had almost as much personality as the owner himself.

As you and Brian walked to hand-in-hand to the entrance, the reality of the night began to hit you.

“Sorry Bri, can we stop for a second?” you asked your fiancé, giving his hand a tight squeeze.

“Everything alright, love?” His face was contorted in an adorable look of concern.

“Yeah, of course. Just a bit nervous is all.”

You gave him a shy smile. You weren’t completely sure why you were feeling so nervous. After all, you were extremely close with all the boys, having known them since Queen’s early days. Telling them about your engagement should be as easy as telling family. Maybe that’s why you were so nervous. Just like with family, you wanted the boys to approve of your and Brian’s engagement.

You knew it was a ridiculous thing to worry about, seeing as the boys had never been anything but supportive of your relationship. Still, you couldn’t calm the butterflies in your stomach as you and Brian reached the door.

Brian turned to you, giving you a soft smile.

“Ready?” he asked.

“Ready.” Your stomach did a flip as Brian rang the doorbell.

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In the living room Freddie, John, and Roger sat, each nursing a drink as they awaited your arrival.

“Where the hell are they?” Roger huffed, setting down his drink so that he could pace around the room. He was getting restless thinking about your and Brian’s impending arrival, and the ‘special announcement’ that was promised to come with it.

“What do you reckon they want to tell us anyways?’ Roger asked, flipping through Freddie’s collection of albums.

“Probably adopted a dog or something” John snorted, “He kept going on about the two of them reaching a new ‘relationship milestone’” he said giving air quotes, “Whatever that means…”

Just as Roger was about to reply with a sarcastic comment of his own, the doorbell chimed, signalling your arrival.

“And speak of the devil! That’ll be them!” Freddie exclaimed, hurrying off to answer the door.

Despite his best efforts to remain calm, Roger couldn’t help the sudden pounding in his chest, or fumbling of his hands as he tried to place an album back on the shelf.

As he turned around he could have sworn his breath caught in his chest at the sight of you. Roger couldn’t help but think about how stunning you looked as you entered the room. But his nerves were quickly replaced with a sudden jolt of jealousy as he looked at your and Brian’s entwined hands. He felt guilty for thinking about you and feeling the way he did.

After all, you were with Brian, and Brian was his best friend. Friends were not supposed to be jealous of their friends. And he knew without a doubt that he should be happy for Brian, but he couldn’t ignore the sting that came from watching you with a man that wasn’t him.

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“Freddie!” you beamed as he opened the door and excitedly welcomed you and Brian into his house.

“It’s been far too long, darling!”

He opened his arms and you leaned in for a hug, quickly slipping your engagement ring off in the process. You and Brian had decided to make your announcement during dessert. ‘That way it’ll be sweeter!’ he’d joked on the car ride over.

As Freddie led you to the living room you couldn’t help but smile at the small details that made the house uniquely Freddie. From the paintings to the the piano in the corner of the room, everything in his home perfectly encapsulated his style. You felt a rush of excitement thinking about how you and Brian would decorate your new home.

You’d pick out the furniture and decorate the inside of the house, and Brian would be responsible for the garden in the back. He’d been over the moon about the idea of installing bird feeders and planting flowers for the bees to pollinate. And of course, you would convert one of the rooms into a studio for Brian to play whenever inspiration struck him. Even if that was more often than not at two in the morning.

As you entered the living room you were greeted by John’s warm embrace.

“Hi John!” You gave him a wide smile. “How are the kids?”

His face lit up at the mention of his children. John was relatively soft spoken, but once you got him talking about his kids he wouldn’t shut up.

“Doing well, the youngest one’s just lost his first tooth!” He beamed.

You smiled and shared a knowing look with Brian. You’d recently started discussing the prospect of having children of your own. It just seemed like the next big step after you two were married.

As you parted ways with John you noticed Roger’s mop of blond hair near the record player. He was awkwardly fumbling with an album as he tried to place it back on the shelf.

You let go of Brian’s hand and slipped away to greet Roger. Brian was still fully consumed by John’s anecdote about the tooth fairy.

“Hey stranger.” you tapped Roger lightly on the shoulder.

“Oh hey y/n!” He jumped a little, clearly startled, and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. He seemed slightly on edge but you dismissed it, giving him a quick hug and a peck on the cheek.

Roger cleared his throat and turned back to the shelf full of albums. He hoped you couldn’t see the embarrassing shade of pink that had begun to colour his cheeks.

“You look…” Roger began, but his words were cut off by the loud laughs of the three men behind you.

“Sorry Rog, I didn’t catch that.”

He cleared his throat and turned back around to face you.

“I said, you look good tonight. The two of you,” he quickly added, “here together.”

You blushed and thanked him. Little did you know that what he really meant was that you looked gorgeous tonight, every time he saw you in fact. And whenever he saw you with Brian, his heart broke just a little because he wished it was him you were dressing up for, not his best friend.

Just as you were about to ask Roger about his most recent trip to Japan with John, you felt you a warm, gentle touch on your back that could only belong to one person.

“How are you mate!” Brian exclaimed, pulling Roger in for a brotherly hug.

Roger looked taken aback by Brian’s unusually energetic greeting, but you knew exactly why he was so excited. Despite his calm demeanor on the drive over, you knew that Brian was just as eager as you to tell the boys about your engagement.

As Brian and Roger started talking about a new album Roger has picked up, a timer went off, signalling that the food was ready.

“And that will be supper,” Freddie exclaimed, “you two came just in time!”

He took you by the hand and lead you into the dining room.

“I had your favourite made” he said, “thought it was appropriate since you and Brian have a ‘special announcement’ to make” he gave you a teasing smile.

You couldn’t help the smile of your own that spread across your face as you sat down for dinner.

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The meal had been delicious, and the conversation as free flowing as the wine that was passed around the table.

In spite of the comfort and ease you felt around the boys on a daily basis, you couldn’t stop your leg from bouncing nervously throughout the meal.

While Freddie, John, and Roger were too caught up in their conversation to notice, Brian could sense your nerves immediately. He placed a hand on your knee to stop the bouncing and leaned over to whisper in your ear.

“It’s alright love, we’ll tell them in no time.”

His breath tickled your ear and you two shared a sweet smile as he lightly squeezed your leg.

You turned your head back to the men in front of you and were hit with an unexpected jolt in your stomach as your eyes met Roger’s piercing blue ones.

He quickly looked away, stretching back into his seat and giving an exaggerated yawn.

“I’m about to fall asleep Fred, I’d say it’s time for some coffee and desserts, yeah?”

And with that, you all got up and made your way back to the living room for dessert. And more importantly, for your special announcement.

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After you’d finished your cake and the coffee had gone cold, you and Brian finally decided it was time to tell the boys. Brian could tell you were close to bursting from excitement, so he reached over taking your hand in his and cleared his throat.

“So I know you’ve all been waiting for our special news tonight.”

“Yeah mate, we were wondering when you’d get to that,” John teased.

“Anyways,” Brian continued, “as you all know, y/n and I have been together for a while now, and we’ve fancied each other for a lot longer than that.”

The boys murmured in agreement at that.

“...and so we decided that, we’ll actually it was me who went and—"

“Oh will you just get on with it!” Roger interrupted, shifting on the couch.

“Oh hush Roger!” Freddie quipped, “they were just about to tell us.”

“Well, you know what they say” you took over for Brian, “first comes the house, then comes marriage…” you trailed off, pulling out your engagement ring and discretely slipping it back onto your finger.

“Alright, and…” John said, clearly confused about what you were implying. None of the boys had noticed your ring yet.

You were spared from having to explain because in a small voice that belonged to the blond drummer, you heard,

“They’re engaged.”

“Yes, yes we are!” Brian exclaimed.

He was positively beaming with delight. You excitedly showed off your ring to the boys as they got up to give you each a hug.

“How wonderful!”

Freddie and John each gave you and Brian tight hugs.

“I always knew you two would end up together,” Freddie dropped his voice so that only you could hear, “I’ve never seen him look at anyone the way he looks at you. Not even when you two were broken up.”

You began to tear up at Freddie’s words, remembering how you and Brian had taken a break for several months due to the strain of Queen’s constant touring. The fact that you and Brian were now engaged only seemed to solidified the fact that you two were meant to be together.

“I think this calls for some celebratory drinks!” Freddie called over his shoulder as he put an upbeat record on.

Meanwhile, John was excitedly pressing Brian about wedding details.

“Oh, I don’t know really, we’ve only been engaged for a little while.” Brian laughed at John’s enthusiasm.

You were about to join in on their conversation when you noticed an absence in the room.

Roger. Where had he gone?

You excused yourself to go to the washroom, instead poking your head into every room in search of the drummer.

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After searching most of the main floor, and even the garden, you finally spotted the back of the blond’s head as you passed by the kitchen.

“There you are! I’ve been looking this place up and down for you!”

You gave Roger a wide smile as he turned around, clearly startled by your presence for a second time tonight. But your smile faltered, quickly being replaced by a look of concern as you took in the sight in front of you.

Roger’s eyes were red-rimmed and...wet.

He’d been crying.

“Oh Roger, what’s happened?” You sped over to where he was sitting by the counter, reaching out a hand to place on his shoulder.

He backed away from your touch.

You furrowed your brows, hurt by Roger’s evasion.

He felt awful. You must be upset that he’d run off after your announcement, not even giving a word of congratulations. He was embarrassed that you’d found him alone sulking in a kitchen while everyone else was celebrating. He felt selfish and pathetic.

Most of all, he hated how heartbroken he was over that fact that you were going to marry Brian. The sight of the elegant ring on your hand was enough to make him feel nauseated.

He wanted you to leave so that he could be sulk in peace.

“Roger, please tell me what’s going on,” you pleaded, “we’ve known each other for years. You can tell me anything.”

You hesitantly reached out to touch his arm. This time he let you. He let out a deep sigh as you began to rub comforting circles on his back.

“Roger, it’s alright,” you softened your voice, “you can trust me.”

He felt absolutely pathetic. He had walked out on your and Brian’s engagement announcement only for you to find him crying in Freddie’s kitchen. The reality that you’d never be his coupled with the fact that you were unknowingly comforting him about it was too much for him to handle.

“No, I can’t talk about it with you.” He sighed. “It’s nothing. Really y/n, you should go find the rest of the guys. I’ll be there in a minute.”

Roger ran his hands through his hair, turning away as you tried to hide his face from you again.

You wanted to be understanding, but you were starting to become slightly annoyed, not to mention concerned, by his avoidance of the issue.

“Listen Roger, I don’t want to press you, but it’s clearly not ‘nothing’.” You couldn’t remember ever seeing him so upset. “I know it might be hard to talk about, but I promise you’ll feel better once you’ve gotten it off your chest.”

“You don’t get it, y/n!” His sudden burst caused you to take a step back. “I don’t have an issue talking about it. I just can’t tell you about it!”

He jumped off his stool and began to pace as he tried to collect himself. He didn’t want this to happen. Not here, and not now. This wasn’t how you were supposed to discover his feelings for you.

“Oh…” You were hurt, but not surprised that Roger didn’t want to tell you. You figured he might be more comfortable talking to one of the boys. Maybe you should go and get Brian.

But just as you had the thought of fetching your fiancé, another thought entered your mind.

Roger had been on edge the entire night. In fact, he’d seemed oddly nervous for such a self- assured guy. Not to mention the times you’d caught him staring throughout the night (a common occurrence, now that you thought about it). And then there was the final piece of the puzzle. While Freddie and John had excitedly congratulated you and Brian on your engagement, Roger was nowhere to be found. Instead, he’d been alone in the kitchen. Crying.

You knew it was a long shot, and you didn’t want to make things worse by offending Roger, but you thought you had an inkling about what was upsetting him.

“Is this...is this about me?” you asked hesitantly.

“What?” His tone was panicked as he lifted his face from his hands to meet your eyes. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights. This could not be happening.

“I mean, is this about Brian and I? You know...our engagement?”

Roger suddenly looked very pale. Oh fuck...this definitely could not be happening right now.

Tonight was meant to be one of the happiest nights of your and Brian’s lives and he was about to ruin it. As much as his brain was telling him to just shut up and not ruin two perfectly  good friendships, he couldn’t quiet the nagging in the back of his mind. It was a faint voice, but it was insistent, and it was begging him to just tell you, because this might be his last chance.

Roger was scared to death, but he knew it was what he had to do. If he didn’t tell you now, he would regret it for the rest of his life. He like he was going to throw up from what he was about to confess. On shaky legs he turned to face you, his face showing a mix of fear and determination.

“It’s ok Roger” you reassured him,

Just say it. He thought to himself.

And he did.

He said the five words that you had subconsciously expected, but they still shocked you all the same.

“I’m in love with you.”

They words left his lips in what was nearly a whisper.

You could see the beginnings of fresh tears that started to gather in his eyes. His gaze left yours and his eyes met the floor as tears began to roll down his cheeks. He went to sit back at the counter, silent sobs racking his body.

You were at a complete loss. You said his name like an exhale and went to sit on the stool next to him. The last thing you wanted was to hurt Roger. He was one of the most important people in your life. But you were utterly floored by his confession.

After a moment of silence, you coaxed his eyes up to meet yours.

“Roger, where is this coming from?”

He looked confused and heartbroken at your question.

“What do you mean ‘where is this coming from’?” He gave you an incredulous look. “Isn’t it obvious?”

You shook your head.

Roger sighed and turned towards the counter, beginning to pick off the red paint that coated the countertop.

“I’ve been in love with you for years,” he said, looking utterly defeated. “...was going to ask you out back in uni but you started dating Bri. I couldn’t mess with that you know…” He was beginning to ramble. “...he’s my best mate, and I love him to death…”

Despite his nerves, Roger felt relief wash over him as he slowly started to confess the secret he’d kept bottled up for years. He was starting to go off on a tangent about the day you two had met in your cellular biology lecture, but you let him continue, afraid that if you stopped him you’d never hear the rest of his confession.

“Part of me thought it wouldn’t last.” He looked down, ashamed at his words. “I was waiting for you two to break up—oh fuck, that makes me sound like a terrible friend!” He scoffed.

His eyes met yours again. The atmosphere in the kitchen suddenly feeling incredibly tense.

“And then you kissed me at that party…”

You let out a shaky breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding.

Shit.

You’d almost forgotten about that. You thought Roger had too.

Nearly two years ago, you’d shared a New Year’s kiss in your drunken and lonely haze. You and Brian had been taking a break at the time.

“Roger, that wasn’t supposed to mean anything,” you said softly, “it was just a friendly kiss. It didn’t mean anything.”

But just as you said it, you felt an uneasy jolt in your stomach.

Had it really meant nothing at all?

You pushed the thought away.

“But friends don’t kiss friends like that!” Roger threw his hands up in a sudden wave of anger. “Don’t you dare tell me it didn’t mean anything! That you didn’t feel what I felt!”

You didn’t answer him.

Not because what he was saying wasn’t true, but because you didn’t want to break his heart anymore tonight.

You reached a hand up to rub your face, only to find that your cheeks were wet with tears.

“We were drunk,” you said softly.

“I wasn’t,” Roger answered firmly, his jaw taut.

“I’m so sorry Rog.” Fresh tears began to stream down your face. “I just...I can’t. I can’t lead you on like this. I love Brian and I’m going to marry him. Believe me Roger, I’m flattered but—”

You were cut short by the blond’s humourless laugh.

“Flattered! For fuck’s sake, y/n, this isn’t some schoolboy crush! I’m in love with you! Do you even understand what that means?”

You knew you were hurting him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to meet his wide, pleading eyes.

“I would give you anything. Absolutely anything, and everything. You have all of me, if you wanted it.”

He took your hand in his and you felt a sob escape your body. “I have never felt for anyone the way I feel about you.” His voice cracked at the end, full of pent-up emotion.

You were speechless.

Roger’s words may not have been the eloquent ones that made up love poems, but they were honest and raw.

“I love you, y/n,” he whispered, “please, I could make you so happy if you’d let me.”

And with those words you broke, letting out an embarrassingly loud sob.

“Roger, I just can’t,” you cried, “you’re absolutely incredible, and anyone would be lucky to have you. But I’m in love with Brian.”

He let go of your hand, clenching his jaw as he tried to hold back more tears.

“And I’m sorry Roger, but I’m going to marry him. He’s the one.”

Roger’s heart was breaking right in front of you and you wanted nothing more than to reassure him that it wasn’t him, but the circumstances that were making you reject him.

“If things had happened differently Roger, maybe we could have—”

But he cut you off.

“Don’t you dare say it,” he said in a deathly calm voice, “...because if you do, you’re just giving me more hope.”

He gently placed a hand beneath your chin, tilting your face up so that your eyes met. Your breath caught as your teary eyes met his now red-rimmed ones.

“If it really meant nothing, if all of this is just in my head, then look me in the eyes and tell me that you feel nothing for me.”

His eyes were pleading you for an answer.

Your brain felt foggy from the flurry of emotion that surrounded the room. You knew what you had to do. The right thing to do would be to let him down firmly. You wanted to be kind and gentle, but you couldn’t leave him with any doubts surrounding your relationship.

But you couldn’t do it. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything at all.

You knew it was the exact opposite of what you should have done, but you raised your right hand and rested it on his cheek.

Roger let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes. His face relaxed into an expression somewhere between heartache and relief.

You had no idea what you were doing. All you knew was that you shouldn’t be going this. But somehow, it just felt right in the moment.

You didn’t have too much time to think about what you would do next.

In an instant you and Roger were startled by the sound of three voices booming down the hall.

You both sprang apart. Roger stood up and busied himself by looking in the fridge while you picked up an old newspaper on the counter, pretending to read.

“Well they couldn’t have left Brian! That would be absolutely ridiculous!”

You could begin to pick up on Freddie’s district voice as the boys nearer the kitchen.

“Ah, there you are!” You heard your fiancé’s warm voice as the three men entered the kitchen.

You quickly dried your eyes and gave Brian your most convincing smile. Always the attentive one, he immediately noticed your puffy eyes.

“What’s wrong love? Have you been crying?” His expression morphed into one of concern. You knew you couldn’t evade Brian’s question. Something had clearly happened.

Freddie and John looked expectantly over Brian’s shoulders.

“Yes, yes I’m fine Bri! I was just getting emotional is all. Reminiscing about old times with Roger, you know.”

It wasn’t a complete lie.

“Oh, alright then love,” Brian’s smile returned to his face. “I was thinking we should get going. It’s getting late and...I want a bit of time with you to myself.”

He whispered the last part in your ear, causing a pleasant shiver to make its way down your spine. Though you felt guilty as your eyes met Roger’s from across the counter.

In spite of Freddie and John’s jovial moods, you were eager to get home, to escape your conversation with Roger.

You felt ashamed for leaving Roger hanging. For inadvertently leading him on with your non-answer. But you needed time to process what had happened tonight and get your emotions in check.

As you and Brian said your goodbyes to the boys, you quietly promised you’d give him a call.

“This conversation isn’t over Rog, there’s still a lot we need to discuss.”

He nodded in agreement. He placed a soft kiss on your cheek.

To the rest of the men in the kitchen it appeared to be nothing more than a friendly peck, but you knew it meant so much more.

You could feel Roger’s longing for you as his lips left your cheek.

Your heart ached at the thought.

And that night, as you lay in the arms of your sleeping fiance you couldn’t fight the intense waves of guilt. Because as you were held by the man to whom you’d given your heart, all you could think about was his best friend.

Thank you so much for reading my first  fic ever! If you liked it, or have any feedback, I’d love to know! xx