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Glamrockmonarch’s Masterlist
The 2.0 Version but the same fics.
Smut/mentions of smut= *
Smut-ier = **
Angst = X
Triggering =⚠️
Anything that does not belong to these lists will be under “miscellaneous” i.e Rufus Taylor stuff.
Queen Fanfiction:
70′s Versions
PresentDay!
Original Timeline (Masterlist)
BoRhap Cast
The Goddess Series
Baby Fever AU Series
Miscellaneous
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Roger at Madison Square Garden, 1977
We're moving the fics!
Hey guys! So I have finally decided I will put all of my works from this blog on AO3 (in case something happens and this blog gets killed or something). I will be reblogging some old content and give you guys the link to the AO3 fics soon.
Yours truly,
Glamrockmonarch
How you meet
» Actuality Edition
» 70’s edition
Brian
You meet outside the library at Imperial College, you were about to walk in but the amount of books and stuff in your arms kept you from being able to reach out to pull the heavy doors opened. Brian had his hands free and once he saw your struggle he gave you a hand, opening the door and motioning for you to walk in before he did.
“Oh, thank you!” You cheered in a giddy mood, “I’ve been standing here like a fool for a while now…”
“No problem,” he said “do you need help with those?”
Brian helped you by taking some of your heavy history books, and asked about your studies as you arrived at a desk and put the books down. You shook your arms a bit and put your hands on your hips, looking up at the tall handsome lad who had helped you.
“You are a life saver…” you gestured, waiting for him to give you his name, which he did politely by shaking your hand. “Oh, Brian. I’ll try to remember that I owe you.”
“Perhaps you could help me with something…” he put his index finger up and gave you a sheepish smile. “I must find a good outfit for a party, the theme is the 20’s…”
One of your books was about it, the name and image on the cover let that much show. You smiled a bright smile at him, thinking how it seemed like a fabulous excuse to hang out with this rather sweet poodle of a man.
“And who’s party is this?” You crosses your arms over your chests.
“A friend’s of mine.” Brian shrugged, “what do you say?”
He sounded hopeful, but right now you needed to study so you opened your notebook and scribbled down your phone number, telling him you were free the next day.
“I’d love to.”
Freddie
You were at a store shopping for a new outfit. Your best friend was not available that afternoon and you found yourself getting lost in the shops, unable to find something that you liked or that you felt comfortable in.
There was one store where you did, however, find something. It was a beautiful dress, but tight and short, it would show half your back and your tanned legs. Thinking about wearing it in public made you blush, nevertheless it was gorgeous.
“Try ir on, darling”, said a voice over your shoulder.
It was this young man with a strong jawline. He looked quite out of place, a scarf wrapped around his neck falling over his chest and disappeared over his shoulder behind his long dark hair.
“Excuse me?” You feigned confusion and placed a hand on your chest.
“You’ve been standing here for almost ten minutes just staring at that,” he pointed at the beautiful dress, “I believe you would look fabulous in it, so won’t you try it on?”
“Do you work here?” You suddenly wondered, turning around to see him.
“No,” he laughed for a second, “I simply think you have a right to look however you’d like. I’m Freddie,” he introduced himself.
“Well, Freddie, I’m Y/N, and I already know that it won’t fit me.” You fiddled with your rings and looked down at your hands.
“Nonsense!” He called, taking your hand and pulling you toward the dress on its hanger, he put it against your figure and looked you in the eye, “you’ll be a goddess in this! I insist you try it on!”
John
It was after one of the band’s gigs, John was tired and not really taking part of the conversation with the rest of his band mates. You walked up to the bar and asked for a drink, looking at your left you saw him staring at his empty beer.
He felt you staring and looked up, nodding once as you recognised his long hair and unconventional facial features.
“You’re the bass guitarist, right?” You frowned at him.
John would have blushed had he not already been all red in the face from the exhaustion putting on a show meant.
“Yes, I am.” He offered his hand to shake. “John Deacon.”
You took his hand and gave him a firm handshake as you told him your own name.
Without a second thought you called the bartender and told him to double your order, giving John the second beer and winking at him with a humorous smirk.
“My brother used to play bass, it’s an often underrated job…” you complimented before going back to your friends, “and you do it better than most!”
Roger
Technically you met at a party, but you were both shitfaced and remembered almost nothing.
So you might better say you met at a biology lecture when on his way out Roger came up to you and asked if he could borrow your notes to copy them and study for the upcoming midterm exam.
“I’m sorry, I don’t let people borrow them.” You apologised but had good reason not to trust him, he was a stranger and these were important notes you needed too.
He pleaded, making a face with his lips together in a pout and his big doe eyes noted into your soul it seamed. “Please, Y/N! I need to revise and my notes are…” he grunted, looking down.
You sighed, he knew your name? Looking around you tried to convince yourself that you would not regret this.
“Alright, uh,” you motioned with your hand and waited for him to tell you his name, which you repeated, “Roger we can do this: I will be in the library almost everyday from 4:00 till 6:00 pm, if you want to you can join me and copy my notes then. I cannot let you borrow them though.”
“Deal!” He didn’t give it a thought. “Thank you, thank you so much!”
“Roger, how’d you know my name?” You asked him as you picked up your stuff and got ready to leave the lecture hall.
“Oh, you went to Dan’s party the other day, didn’t you?”
You nodded, surprised you didn’t remember seeing him there. You could only vaguely remember shagging someone in the back of a car before heading home. Now that you thought about it, the guy you’d shagged had sort of… long blonde hair and a round almost feminine face much like…
“Oh” You blushed, mouth falling agape before watching Roger wink at you.
“See you tomorrow, at 4, right?”
Requests are open!
i dont get what queen fans see in roger taylor he was just the eye candy for the band he wasnt that great a drummer and really not that attractive just happens to be the most good looking out of all of them
Happy birthday Freddie Mercury!
This was part of a big collaboration project initiated by darling @binkyisonline on Instagram 😙. Freddie was to be portayed as a supermodel of Vogue magazine with a self-choosen or designed outfit. I was inspired by Byzantine Empire royal fashion.
John Richard Deacon- the king of chaos and funky music
Reblog if you're a fanfic writer and you wanna know what your followers' favorite story of yours is ❤
POST PLUS IS COMING, WHETHER YOU WANT IT OR NOT!
Despite the fancy survey, changes to the UI and TOS reveal we’re getting the service in the future whether we want it or not. Obviously, Post+ is a terrible idea that is trying to bank revenue on user content. Unlike patreon or onlyfans, tumblr’s primary focus is on FAN content. The legality of this is NOT in the users favor and as the new tumblr TOS states, said users will be entirely liable for whatever legal matters arise.
SO WHAT ARE WE DOING?
Besides filling out the survey, it’s time to show tumblr we mean business and show our displeasure by hitting them where it hurts.
Ad revenue.
We’re proposing a 24 hour log off as phase one of this protest.
WHEN IS THE PROTEST?
AUGUST 6th, 2021 12 am Eastern Time (US) 5 am Greenwich Mean Time 6 am Central European Time 8 am Moscow Standard Time 1 pm Australian Western Time 2 pm Japan Standard Time 3:30 pm Australian Central Time 4 pm Australian Eastern Time
AUGUST 5th, 2021
11 pm Central Time (US) 10 pm Mountain Time (US) 9 pm Pacific Time (US)
THE END TIME IS 24 HOURS FROM START TIME!!!
So no posting, no queues, no likes, and no reblogs!
WHAT IF I CAN’T/WHAT ELSE CAN I DO?
Like this post and share it AS MANY TIMES AS POSSIBLE. Use the hashtags #tumblrlogoff2021 or #postplusprotest on ANY and ALL social media.
WILL THIS WORK?
Maybe, maybe not. It’s an attempt at doing SOMETHING.
BECAUSE I’M A TIRED IDIOT, USE THIS TO DOUBLE CHECK YOUR TIME ZONE!!!!
Event Time Announcer shows time for Log off protest 2021 in locations all over the world. In New York it happens on Friday, August 6, 2021 a
Interview with Queen biographer (and super fan) Jim Jenkins (x):
So, from your point of view, could you describe each of the members of Queen?
Have you got a personal favourite memory of each band member?
People liking this blog's posts still: Thank you!
I have been struggling with writer's block and to put it simply: I seem to be part of the procrastination nation. I hope people will still enjoy this blog and that I do finish my wips for this blog at some point.
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