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[noroger]

Little Peter Pan

Peaky Blinders x Sister Reader

Request: From @psychkunox , Can i ask a Peaky Blinder fic, Sister!Reader one where she was sleepwalking and was about to jump to her window. But one of her brothers got there in time to stop it from happening.

Thank you for requesting, i hope you like it :)

The Shelby boys were piss drunk after celebrating a good business deal that had kept them working hard for weeks.

John and Arthur sang loudly whilst Tommy playfully rolled his eyes at his 2 brother.

“Come on Tom!” John laughted and continued singing on.

Tommy saw the glare for a women standing at her window as she tried to cal, her crying baby down but would not say anything about the boys due to them being Shelbys.

“Come on now boys, it’s late” Tommy spoke “cant be disrupting our people now can we”

John scoffed “You’re no fun Tom” which due to not paying attention he tripped over the tiniest pebble on the ground and feel face first which made Arthur rour out into laughter.

Tommy noticed they were finally outside the betting shop and was relieved to know that in a few minutes his rowdy brothers would be asleep as soon as their head hit the pillow.

“What’s that!” John questioned as he pointed up at their sisters bedroom window as he lay on his back too drunk to even think about how he was going to stand up .

“What you talking about John Boy?” Arthur scoffed “All that whiskey making you see things” He chuckled.

Whilst Arthur continued to walk up to the door to let himself in, he couldn’t wait to finally get some sleep after the rough couple days of business.

“No” Tommy spoke “He’s right”

“It’s just Y/N sleep walking again, you know how she always goes to her window and walks into the bloody thing until we need to go in and stop her from smashing it open” Arthur continued to try to humour them.

A gust of wind suddenly flew past them and that’s when they saw the white curtains flutter.

Tommy felt is heart drop has he realised that they would not be able to do that without the window open.

“The windows open! She’s gonna fall out!” He yelled to his brothers which made them start to panic.

They all began to try rush to the door but John spoke above them “Me and Arthur will stay here incase she falls so we can catch her!”

Tommy only nodded in response as he flung the door open and thudded though the house.

He felt like the small set of stairs were never ending and that it was just a constant loop.

He felt comfort knowing his brothers were at the bottoms and they would catch her if she did fall but he needed to be the one to make sure it didn’t happen, he was the one who needed to get up into her room and pull her to safety before she could do so.

Meanwhile in her bedroom Y/N could feel herself coming out of her dream as the cold air bit at her cheeks.

Just as she leaned forward Y/N felt her eyes snap open from the dream she was having and almost had a heart attack when she saw she was leaning over her window and could feel herself slipping off the ledge.

She let out a whimper as she tried to hold on but it didn’t work and the cold air hit her.

Hands roughly gripped her and pulled her back in.

Tommy swore his heart had well and truly given out at that moment.

He pulled her into his arms and onto her bed so she could calm down and realise what had happened.

“You’re alright” Tom spoke quietly as he stroked her her in comfort “You’re Okay”

Y/N sobbed into her big brothers shoulder due to the fright she has just received.

“What are you boys doing! making a bloody ruckus at this time of the night!” Aunt Pol appeared from her room as John and Arthur went up the stairs to see their sister, knowing she was safe as they saw Tom pull her back in.

Both had completely sobered up when they had seen their sister hanging out of her bedroom window.

They both stoped in their tracks as they heard the scolding from their aunt.

“Sorry Pol” John spoke as he continued past her leaving Arthur to deal with the situation.

He looked back to his aunt and saw the raised eyebrow waiting for an answer “Just had a scare, that’s all Pol”

“What’s wrong with your sister?” She asked worriedly as she had saw John go into her youngest niece’s bedroom.

“Tried to bloody fly out her window” He chuckled knowing his sister was out of harms away so he could make a joke about it.

“What!” He heard his aunt exclaim as he brushed passed her to follow Johns actions into the room.

When he entered he heard the cries of his sisters as Tommy and John wrapped her in their arms.

They both spoke in hush tones to her as they explained to her what had just happened so she wouldn’t be so scared.

“Hey sweetheart” Arthur spoke as he kneeled infront of her on the floor.

“Hi Arthur” She croaked out with a soft smile.

All the boys were happy to see her smile and it warmed their hearts.

“You alright?”

She left out a little laugh “Just got a fright that’s all”

“Gonna have to nail that window of yours shut” Tommy spoke up.

“Out of all the reasons to need to get your windows nailed shut who would have thought this would’ve been the one” He joked which made everyone smile.

Aunt Poll stood at the bedroom door not being noticed one bit as she took in the beautiful moment of the oldest shelby brothers their youngest sister and just then she knew this would be a story for the books.

One that they would probably tell to try and embarrass her but she would be able to retaliate and remind them of how scared they were.

“We best get to bed then ey” John stood up as all the others hummed in agreement.

Arthur stood up and make sure the window was securely shut just to make sure it didn’t happen again even though they knew she only sleepwalked once a night and when she woke up there wasn’t a chance she would go back into it.

Tommy got her all tucked into bed as all her brothers kissed her on the forehead and wished her a goodnight.

All her brothers had left and it was only Tommy left to leave as he blew out the lit candle beside her bed.

Before closing the door he turned around to face her “No more trying to fly off tonight yeah?” which she cracked a smile to and rolled her eyes.

“Yeah yeah, goodnight Tom” She muttered.

She heard him chuckle has he closed the door “Goodnight”.

[noroger]

The star

Peaky Blinders x Sister Shelby

Summary: the Shelby family realise that sister Shelbys musical talent isn’t just a hobby after all.

Y/N Shelby skipped happily into the betting shop of Waterly Lane with a medium sized object in her hand.

She couldn’t believe the day had finally come, after years of buying other people’s records she finally had one she could cherish for the rest of her life and be proud of.

“Who’s record have you went out and got now ey?” Tommy questioned as he took a drag of his cigarette.

With a half hidden smirk Y/N turned around to face him and placed it on the table that everyone was currently having a chat at. “Take a look”

Most of them didn’t even glance down at them, not really caring for her record obsession knowing that they would be hearing it all over the house anyways on repeat for the next week.

It wasn’t until they heard a shocked gasp from their aunt that they look over at it, however they could only see the back of it now due to Polly having it in her grasp looking at the front. None of the, recognised the song titles on the back so they were very confused as to why their aunt was so excited.

“Bloody hell Y/N!” She exclaimed, “Where the hell did you get this done”

“What’ you talkin about Poll, whos record is it?” John asked.

She flipped it around so the whole table could see. “Y/N bloody Shelby” She spoke which made everyone look at the record in shock.

“Since when did you start writing your own songs huh?” Arthur looked at his sister in surprise.

They all knew she had a thing for music since she was younger from the very moment that the only thing that could calm her down from crying as a baby was the sound of a record through the house.

She was always singing around the house and annoying her siblings from the day she could form a full sentence.

Always had a record on when she stepped foot in the house and never let anyone turn it off without putting up a fight. The girl would be outside down by the cut singing at any given chance and they were sure that by now the whole off Small Heath knew the sound of her singing.

And now in front of them was a record of her own, the front had a picture that they did not recognise of her which had her in a red glitter dress and a microphone in front of her with her name written in a gold font.

“Well are we gonna stick it on or what?” Tommy spoke which made his sisters smile grow wider.

As she took the album from Poll she began to get nervous as she took the record out of it’s cardboard cover and placed it on the player and carefully put the needle down.

Everyone was silent as the sound of a violin started playing and they focused all their attention onto it.

15 minutes later all 6 of her songs had been played to the family so she looked at them hesitantly to see their reactions. She hoped they would approve of the words she worked so hard at writing in secrecy for the past years.

“Was that second one about mum?” Tommy spoke with a glint of wetness in his eyes at how powerful the words had got to him.

“Yes” Y/N hummed at him as she saw they were all in thought.

“See for the fourth one, who the bloody hell have you been out kissing? Callin them your lover n that!?” John seeved making his aunt scoff at him and smack him across the head.

“Would you pack it in, your sister has a full album out of her own talent and that’s the only thing you pick up from this!”

John sat back in his chair looking annoyed but still amused at the situation.

“What did you guys think?” Y/N questioned while nervously biting her lip.

“It was beautiful, wonderful” Ada smiled at her younger sister as she poured herself another drink as the others spoke in agreement.

Y/N smilled with pride that her family had a positive reaction to her first album which she hoped would be one of many. She turned around picking it back up off the player and putting it carefully back in it’s case as she admired the front cover once again.

She sat down at the brown table beside her family and began to pour herself a tea.

“We knew you liked music and all that but we never really expected that you would want to make your own” Arthur gruffed out.

“I guess i wanted one of my own, buying everyone else’s made me want to have my own on the shelf at the record shop” She spoke as she took a sip of her drink with a shrug.

“Well done Y/N/N!” Finn hugged her side.

“Thank you” She beamed back at him.

Silence took over the family as they all looked at the record that was sat in the middle of the table. Tommy was glad that his youngest sister had taken something that she loved and made it her own, they were all proud that she hadn’t followed in the footsteps with them all as she never asked to join the family business.

“When am i getting a copy?” Tommy smiled at his sister as he put his second cigarette out.

His words made his sisters hard swell with pride once again and she knew that she had followed her dreams and that her family was proud of it. She hope that with the direction she was now going in that she would make it big one day and be able to travel the world.

[noroger]

Traumatic

Tommy Shelby x Sister Shelby reader

Summary: Sister Shelby and the Shelby have a traumatic experience one night.

A/N: This is part 1 since i’m getting the hang of writing again, people who have requested they are drafted and are waiting to be posted :) i want to see the response before i post.

Everyone was tucked away in their beds at Waterly Lane after an eventful night at the Garrison. Due to the whole Shelby family being drunk they decided it was best to stay there and not travel until the morning. They had been celebrating a friend’s wedding and it had all gotten a little too out of hand once John announced that drinks were on the house.

It was nearing 3am when Y/N Shelby, the youngest Shelby sister at the age of 14 felt as though her conciounes was telling her to wake up, however she ignored it thinking it was the buzz from Arthur allowing her to take occasional sips from his whiskey at the Garrison.

The breeze from her open window had become stronger than she had felt when she first had opened it. Sighting she decided it was best to go close it before she regretted it and woke up to a freezing cold room i’m the morning.

She froze as soon as she heard the sound of a chair scraping against the floor in the very same room she was in. Who was in this room with her? Was she just hearing things?

Peering around slowly she saw the eyes of a man she did not know looking straight back at her. He smiled and put his finger up to his lips in attempt to tell her to be quiet. Y/N was not stupid.

“TOMMY!” She yelled knowing his room was right beside hers as the kidnapper dragged her from her bed and she landed with a strong thud or the floor.

“LEAVE ME ALONE! HELP!” She cried, praying her family weren’t too out of it from the alcohol they had consumed just hours before.

“Shut up” the attacker hist at her as they tried to pick her kicking form off the floor.

Tommy woke up with a jolt from a nightmare of the war, he dreamt of his youngest sister screaming out to him from no mans land, he ran a hand over his face as he realised it was just a dream and that his sister would be sleeping.

“TOMMY!” He felt his heart sink into his stomach when he realised her screams for him had been real.

Sprinting out of bed he started yelling at his brothers to wake up. “Y/N?” he called as he heard commotion in her bedroom?. He tried to open the door and had no luck, he knew there was no lock so whoever was in that room had thought strategacly about this whole thing.

John and Arthur came barrelling out their rooms at the same time in shock at what was even happening.

“SOMETHING IS UP AGAINST THE DOOR” He shouted at his oldest sibling as he tried to use his shoulder to knock whatever it was over.

The attacker quickly grabbed her as he saw the chair was beginning to fall down, making his way to the window he knew he would never be able to get down with her in his arms without the Shelbys grabbing them back in.

“What on earth is happening!” Aunt Polly shouted at her nephews for making such a ruckus.

“Someone’s in that room with Y/N” John rushed out shakily as he tried to think of what to do.

All Shelbys we’re now up from their slumber and now aware of the stranger they had in their house. They would not lose her, they could not let his man take her away from them.

“You have to catch her?!” the man shouted at his accomplice who was standing at the bottom of her window with the car ready to go.

“I-i can’t, what if i drop her?” he man bellow panicked.

Arthur and Tommy both slambed their shoulders into the door whilst John ran downstairs to see if there was anymore outside. The screaming of their sister motivated them to ram through the door faster. That was the only thing they could focus on.

“Whoever is in there i’m gonna fooking kill ya” Arthur yelled.

Bursting through the door they saw a man throwing her out his arms and trying to scurry away however Arthur was fast enough and dragged him back in with his hair and threw him to the ground.

Tommy looked out the window to see John wrestling a 2nd man down on the ground however he also saw the car speed around the corner and out of their street. His heart fell even further as he knew they had succeeded in what they had come here to do. They had taken the youngest Shelby to probably use against them.

Y/N cried out in fear as the man driving the car also held a gun to her head. “Stay where you are and i won’t need to use this thing !”

“They’ve fucking took her!” Tommy grabbed his hair and he paced around. “FUCK!” he kicked the chair that was now broken and lying on the floor.

Arthur had dragged the man out of the room and all the way into the betting shop so they could properly interrogate him. John stormed in with a panicked look on his face a he has just killed the man who dared to try take her . All Shelbys were now up and ready to find their darling girl.

“I’ve called the blinders, everyone is out looking” Polly hurried out as she walked into the room.

“She asked to stay in my room when we got back” Finn tried to hold back his tears. “I should have let her! she would have been safe!” he cried out.

Tommy was by the phone making calls to other people to notify them about what had happened. They hoped your kidnapper would hurry up and inform them what they needed to do to get her back. Tommy knew whatever they wanted he would give to them in a heartbeat, just to have her back in his arms is all he wanted. Y/N Shelby was still the innocent one in the family, she was the light of their life’s. They all needed her to survive.

“It’s alright Finn” Polly brought him into a hug as the tears from her eyes were also threatening to fall. “It’s alright”.

Hours had passed but there was no news as to where and who had taken you.

Would they back unharmed? That’s all the hoped of.

Meanwhile the youngest Shelby had been dragged out of the car and into a building she did not recognise one bit. She heard a laugh that made shivers go down her spine as she knew she recognised it.

“You got her!” The voice cheered out, “Good lad”.

The figure came closer and she felt her heart drop into her feet.

“Hello girl” The man came up to them, “Sorry to take you at such a time in the morning, we just needed you here quicker then we thought” the man chucked.

She knew he was an awful man but she did not know he could go this low. She knew from her brothers, sister and her aunt of how horrible this man was.

In front of her very own eyes was the man who had planned to ruin the Shelbys life once again.

This man was Sir. Arthur Shelby. Their own dad.

[noroger]

ANNOUNCEMENT!

I am now back and willing to write again, i have a few ideas of my own but i would like to take requests first for headcannons and one shots etc (maybe i will consider writing a series if i feel a request can go further)

the list of people i write for will be:

peaky blinders

the beatles

queen

vikings

please send in requests :) thank you

[noroger]

Your gonna lose that girl.

George Harrison x Reader

Summary: George falls for Roger Taylor’s girl.

Its a follow on from my fic ‘take good care of my baby, roger taylor x reader’ but they still make sense if you read them on their own.

i hope you like it @givemequeen :), im glad you liked the original fic enough to request more.

Im very sorry its taken so long,, i haven’t really been in the mood to write recently.

I have 8 different scenes in here so she thicc.

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You had found yourself comfortable on a bar stool for the past 20 minutes sipping on drinks that got more stonger the more you bought.

Usually you would be at home waited for your boyfriends phone call but since he hadn’t called you for the past 2 nights you decide to stop mopping around home and mope around in a bar instead.

You were so absorbed in thought that you didn’t hear the comotion of the guy sitting beside you on another bar stool until he spoke.

“Whatever your drinking smells strong” he lighting said which made you jump a little.

You turned your head around and were met with brown eyes.

George Harrison.

Of course you knew who he was, you used to see him at parties wandering around or the media.

You let out a little tut as you picked up the glass and swiftly downed the rest “not strong enough” you spoke.

“Why’s that?, something going on?” he softly asked and he picked up his drink too.

You scoffed to yourself, “something like that” you answered as you called the bartender over to order yourself another drink.

“Wanna tell me?”

You let out a soft laugh “im not about to be one of those bar stereotypes, the ones who come to drink and then spill all their sorrows out on a stranger”.

You heard him chuckle softly from beside you.

“Where’s Roger Taylor anyway, your usually never off his arm?”

You gave him an offended look and his eyes started to widen as he realised how bad it sounded and you raised an eyebrow at him as he started to stutter.

“I-i well, i just meant that your always with him cause your his girl and-... shit im sorry” he stopped his rambling with a worried chuckle as he ran his hand through his brown locks.

“It dont matter” you shrugged as you sipped your drink, “not really sure im his girl anymore”.

George looked at you with a confused look as you chugged the rest of your drink.

“Talk to me” he spoke as he put a hand on your thigh which weirdly felt comforting rather than it being seen as him trying to cop a feel.

You could see the worried look in his deep eyes and yiu knew he meant no harm, he did relly care about the situation and he wanted to help comfort you rather than help you drink all your sorrows away.

So you told him about the distance you and Roger had created, Roger lying about his whereabouts and coming home at early hours in the morning, him forgetting important things.

George was so helpful that night and you hated to admit it but you felt butterflies form in your stomach when he would smile at you from time to time or when his hand would brush against yours.

He helped you home that night after he let you cry on his shoulder, his warm embrace comforting you and you felt like you had known this man for years.

He helped you up the stairs and into your bed ad you passes out in sleep straight away from being so drunk and exhausted from crying. He made sure to leave a glass of water and aspirin at your bedside table and he locked the door for you and posted the keys through the letter box.

You didnt know any of this happened untill you woke up confused, the one thing you didnt know even when you woke up was that he set a small loving kiss to the top of your forehead before he left.

If you don't take her out tonight

She's gonna change her mind

(She's gonna change her mind)

And I will take her out tonight

And I will treat her kind

(I'm gonna treat her kind)

The next time you and George met it was at this small coffee shop that you loved, the one you and Roger would always go to so he could focus on his song writing.

It wasn’t coincidental that you had met George at the coffee shop obviously, he had left his number on the beside table the night he helped you home.

At first you both agreed as meeting on terms as friends but as weeks past, the more time you spent with George the more you seemed to forget about Roger.

It felt wrong, you thought Roger would be the one for you but George seemed to overtake him. You would never replace Roger but being with George felt better and you hated to admit it.

George took you out ever chance he would, you wouldn’t care if it was just to his house or to a fancy restaurant as long as you guys were together.

You started staying up later on the phone to each other, laughing about random things. You started missing each othet the days you couldn’t be together.

He started sending flowers or a box of chocolates to your house with cute little notes on the days he was busy at the studio or if your day was occupied.

Your heart felt full when you were with him.

Roger took half your heart away with him when he went on tour but George filled back up the missing piece.

“I dont know why this feels so wrong and so right at the same time” you breathed out as your head rested on Georges chest.

He hummed in response as his eyes were closed, taking in the moment.

You were both lying on his couch in the living room, having just watched a movie together.

“I know i know, just don’t think of it like your doing something wrong to Roger, just think of us as two friends hanging out” he softly spoke.

You cuddled deeper into him as you nodded and focused on the tv infront of you that was now playing your favourite movie.

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

If you don't treat her right, my friend

You're gonna find her gone,

(You're gonna find her gone)

'Cause I will treat her right, and then

You'll be the lonely one

(You're not the only one)

“I’ve fallen for you George and i hate but love it all at the same time because i’m with another man, but i really do love you and i just wanted to know if you feel the same way?”

The shocked expression on his features made your heart pound faster in your chest.

“D-do you not feel the same way?” you quietly asked.

“No, of course i do love” he chuckled softly. “Just a bit surprised that you’ve fallen for me, i mean why would you want a ex beatles member when you have a queen drummer”.

“George, none of that matters” you shook your head as you moved forward to byour closer to him. “I’ve fallen for you because your the most amazing man in the world, you treat me so good”.

George felt his breath hitch at how close your faces were.

Your heart rate started to pick up and you felt both of you start to lean in as your eyes were both locked on each other’s lips.

As soon as your lips were about to touch you turned you head so he would kiss your cheek instead.

You closed your eyes as you felt him pull back and sigh, you didn’t want to see the hurt look on his face.

“I’m sorry” you whimpered. “I can’t, not just now, not when i’m still with Roger” you spoke as you felt you lip quiver.

“No, it’s okay love” he spoke as he placed his hand in your face. “Love look at me”.

“I understand” he placed a soft kiss to your forehead and wrapped you in his arms.

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You're gonna loooooooo...

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

I'll make a point

Of taking her away from you

(Watch what you do)

Yeah

The way you treat her

What else can I do?

(You're gonna lose that girl)

Your breath hitched in your throat as the sound of the telephone rang our through your house knowing fine well that it was Roger calling.

You tried to rush to the phone but also tip toe so you didn’t wake up the sleeping man that slept where Roger usually would.

“Hello?” you spoke trying to be quiet.

“Hello love” you could practically see his smile through his words as you sighed into the receiver. “I know your probably mad at me for not calling in several days love” he spoke “we’ve just been so busy with rehearsals and then we have the shows and then i just feel so exhausted after” you knew he was lying, you could tell as soon as he even started the sentence that it would be another blatent lie.

“I understand” you spoke softly into the receiver, your disappointment in the relationship deepening even more.

“Your always so patience with me, i love you for that” his voice spoke into the phone from miles away and your heart raced as you knew you still loved this man even thought there was another man you had secretly been seeing sleeping in this place on your shared bed in your shared home.

“Of course Roger” you said in a monotone voice as you looked at the door of your bedroom that was just opened wide enough to see George’s sleeping figure.

“How are you?”

“I’m okay, but uh,” you hesitated, “we need to talk when you get back” you said sternly.

There was a pause before he spoke up “everything okay?”

“We’ll speak when you come home Roger” the word ‘home’ felt unnatural to say now, because this place wasnt your home anymore, you didn’t want it to be.

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You're gonna loooooooo...

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

“God Y/N!, stop being so selfless!” Your friend hissed at you.

“It doesn’t matter how Roger feels okay, it’s about how you feel” She spoke has she took your hand into hers.

You were explaining the whole situation to her from meeting George in the bar, to your terrible excuse of a relationship with Roger and how you had fallen for George without having any sexual intimacy involved, all of the feelings come from complete love from your heart.

“If you love George and he feels the same then you need to be with George even if that means hurting Roger, with or without George being involved you shouldn’t still be in this relationship” She spoke as you listened so deeply to her words.

You sighed deeply as you nodded. “I know” you concluded as she wrapped you up in a deep hug.

I'll make a point

Of taking her away from you

(Watch what you do)

Yeah

The way you treat her

What else can I do?

The silence was defining and Roger looked at you waiting for you to spit the words, your heart thumping in your chest didn’t help at all.

“I’m sorry Roger, but i’ve fallen for another man” you sobbed out.

You couldn’t look at his face, you didn’t want to, but when he didn’t respond you had worried he’d walked out somehow without you knowing.

Making eye contact with him, his mouth at gape as his eyes tearing up, ‘okay’ he choked out as he nodded and then stood up to walk outside into the back garden.

You felt hurt for how short his answer was and for how he walked away, did he really not care?.

You felt the tears flow freely as you looked around your once loved home, all the memories you shared together. First visiting the house to decorating to all the loving nights together, to the arguments.

The picture that sat in the frames mocked you, you hated to look at them because you guys looked so happy together and you hated that it had to be like this.

“I can help you pack?” you jumped at the sudden voice that came from behind yo.

“Roger”- you breathed our as you saw his hurt face “im so sorry” you whimpered out as he shook his head, he understood and you knew that.

“Stop it, you deserve to be with someone who can love and treat you right” he spoke as he wrapped you into a hug.

You let out a sob as you took in his scent in once last time, the smoke still strong from his last cigarette but the sweet smell of the shampoo he used caught your attention the most because it was the most beautiful smell ever.

“I will always love you y/n, i know ive been a shitty boyfriend and i wish things would have been different” he hummed into your hair as wet drops fell into it.

You hoped that was never the last time you’d see Roger, maybe you guys could somehow be friends?.

If you don't take her out tonight

She's gonna change her mind

(She's gonna change her mind)

And I will take her out tonight

And I will treat her kind.

(I'm gonna treat her kind)

You slammed harshly on the familiar door, the rain outside poured harshly, soaking into your clothes and your tears soaking your face.

The brown door swung open and you were met with a worried expression.

“I did it-“ you breathed out “we are over” you continued as the man you loved stood infront of you.

George sighed out in relief as he pulled you into the house and immediately went to get you a change of clothes.

When he came back down you got changed and he immediately took you into his arms, pulling you down onto the couch and wrapping a blanket around the two of you.

“G-george-“ you croaked out as you looked up into his eyes.

He nodded softly, waiting for you to carry on.

“I love you” you whispered for the first time as you brought your hand up to be placed on his face and he leaned into your touch.

“I love you too” he moved to kiss your hand as his eyes lit up as you spoke the words.

He didnt speak after that, he knew you were heartbroken and he understood that you needed time. No words were needed to be spoken as the silence was comforting.

You started to drift asleep, wanting to forget the days evets for just a couple hours.

The small loving kiss George had placed on your forehead the first time you met was placed back onto your head as you slep peacefully.

“Im so glad your mine” he spoke softly.

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

You're gonna lose that girl

(Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

[noroger]

it’s brian’s birthday.

our sugar daddy/baby daddy/ex husband/husband/stepdad/boss/boyfriend/fiancé/forbidden lover/professor/brothers best friend/one night stand/criminal/brother/teacher/co worker/best friend/rival/crush/friend with benefits.

he’s 72 which means he’s getting even way more out of my dating range😔✌️✌️

anyway i love this man with all my heart and soul,, he’s basically the definition of an angel and all my uwu’s are always put towards him 🥰

[noroger]

Take good care of my baby

Roger Taylor x Reader

Summary: Roger looses his girl to another man.

Based off the song ‘take good care of my baby’ by bobby vee.

My tears are fallin'

'Cause you've taken her away

And though it really hurts me so

There's somethin' that I've got to say

Roger remembered the day when you had confessed to him that you had adopted feelings for another man whilst he was on tour.

His heart shattered and he couldn’t form any words, he never thought he would be the one on the other end of the relationship who was heart broken.

“Im sorry Roger but ive fallen for another man” you had whispered as tears dropped from your eyes.

He sat there for a moment and took it all in, his heart thumped in his chest and he became numb.

He looked up at you with tear filled eyes that matched yours and he could see your guilt and sorrow.

He nodded as softly choked out an ‘okay’ as he stood up from your shared couch and walked outside to have a smoke, his hands shook as he tried to light the end.

Roger never thought this day would happen, he thought you were the one for him, but for some reason he wasn’t angry at the other man or you, he was angry at himself.

He spent so much time away from home even when it was unnecessary. Tour was necessary, the studio was necessary but the partying everynight wasnt at all.

The hardest part for Roger was that none of this was your fault, you didn’t cheat on Roger and you didn’t kiss the other man whilst with him. You explained everything to Roger and he understood because Roger lacked showing you love physically and emotionally.

Take good care of my baby

Please don't ever make her blue

Just tell her that you love her

Make sure you're thinkin' of her

In everything you say and do

What drove you away from Roger was his interaction with other women, he didn’t think of you when he flirted with them or offered them a drink at the bar because he only thought of what he wanted in that moment.

You hadn’t told Roger who the man was, he didn’t really want to know either because he knew he would compare himself.

Roger wanted this man to keep you happy and never make you upset with the small arguments, always just to work things out peacefully.

He hoped he could do the things Roger never could do for you because you deserved the world.

He wanted this man to show you how much he loved you every minute of the day either physically or emotionally, small gifts and romantic gestures.

He remembered the time your face lit up when he would buy you a bouquet of your favourite flowers or your favourite box of chocolates.

“These are wonderful!, thank you so much” you would gush with a smile on your face as you kissed Roger so passionately.

He loved to see your beautiful smile, the way your eyes would light up with joy, it made his heart flutter against his chest as he grinned back at you.

Oh, take good care of my baby

Now don't you ever make her cry

Just let your love surround her

Paint a rainbow all around her

Don't let her see a cloudy sky

One time Roger came home to you sleeping on the couch in one of his shirts, the collar was still wet from your sadden tears.

His heart broke because he knew that it was because of him, he forgot your anniversary.

He forgot and went out drinking with the boys after the studio and that was also when he talked up another girl.

His eyes drifted to the kitchen where the soft sound of the radio was playing and he found his feet gliding him to it. His heart broke even more when he saw the beautiful set up in the kitchen you had for him.

Although there sat two burned out candles, both plates sat full of Rogers favourite meal that was most likely cold by now. Your favourite wine bottle sat empty on the counter and he noticed his favourite whiskey you had purchased beside it.

He went back to your side at the couch and stroked a fallen piece of hair that was in your face back behind your ear. You stirred a little as you felt his warm touch.

Your sore eyes from crying met with his which startled you a little.

“Love, i’m so sorry” Roger whispered, his breath smelled strongly of alcohol and a small pink lipstick stain was on his neck.

You let out a small smile at him as you told him that it was okay, you ignored the stain because you didn’t want it to be true.

Roger lied, told you that he was hung up in the studio. It hurt your heart to know that he could lie so harshly but you loved him so you went with it.

To this day Roger knew that you knew he lied and he hated himself for it.

Once upon a time

That little girl was mine

If I'd been true

I know she'd never be with you

He wished he could go back in time and change how much he had distanced himself from you.

It had been four months since you left Roger, four months since you went to live with another man, four months where Roger went back to his boyish ways of one night stands with groupies.

He wished you had yelled at him when he stayed out late or when he lied to you because then maybe it would have knocked some sense into him. Maybe him change his ways and give him a warning that if he didn’t start acting like he was in a relationship then you’d be gone.

He should’ve noticed it for himself, he should’ve loved you properly because you didn’t deserve how much he hurt you.

He fucked up royaly but why didn’t he feel angry at the other man for taking his girl? or why did he not feel angry at you for not staying true to him? it was because he knew he wasn’t good for you, he knew you wouldn’t have fallen for someone else if they weren’t treating you good.

So, take good care of my baby

Be just as kind as you can be

And if you should discover

That you don't really love her

Just send my baby back home to me

Rogers heart felt heavy as he stepped inside the small local coffee shop you loved.

He went to walk over to the table you guys would always occupy in the corner but he noticed someone sitting there already and he sighed as he searched for another table.

He hoped that the man had made a mistake by believing that he was in love with Rogers girl, maybe he was punishing Roger for being such a shit boyfriend to you.

Maybe he was just dreaming, a terrible nightmare that he wanted to wake up from but he knew that it was reality and it haunted him every day since you left him.

Roger had remembered the day he met you, it was at some shitty science museum that Brian had dragged them along to as they went sightseeing.

Your face at awe as you looked at the exhibitions which made Roger chuckle a little because he found it both adorable and amusing.

Your excited smile made his heart flutter as he glanced at you from time to time, silently thanking you for going the same way as them, but you didn’t notice Roger until he got bored and started to cause a scene.

“Roger!” Brian hissed at the blonde as he picked up a fragil display rocketship.

You giggled at the sight of the two man fighting over the small object, the hush of your giggle alerting Roger, making his eyes flick over to your and his actions hult.

Brian sighed in relief to see the blondes attention on something else so he could place the object back in its place safely.

You and Roger held eye contact and you sent him a shy wave with a smile as you were dragged alone by your friends.

Roger felt him self following after you, like he was drifting in a spell. His band mates scoffing at his actions, thinking that he just fancied another girl he’d seen and wanted a shag.

As he followed you stood facing a solar system display as your friends were at the other side of the room, he threw his hand in his pockets and stood beside you.

“Interesting huh?” Roger spoke up which startled you.

You let out a little huff and held your hand to your heart which made Roger chuckle and apologise for scaring you.

“You must be a star” he spoke up from beside you again as you both faced the display.

“Huh?” you questioned as you turned to face him, a puzzled look on your features.

“Well the light around you guided me here” he tired to smirk but laughed at how adorable your face was when you understood and laughed at his cheesy pick up line.

“You didn’t just use a space pick up line in a space museum” you laughed with a tut.

Well, take good care of my baby

Be just as kind as you can be

And if you should discover

That you don't really love her

Just send my baby back home to me

Rogers breath hitched as he heard the same laugh in the small shop which knocked him from his day dreaming stage.

He followed the sound and noticed you.

You had joined the man who sat at the same table you and Roger would.

It must be the man you left him for.

You looked beautiful, you always looked beautiful. You laughed at something the unknown man to Roger had said and it made Rogers heart shatter a little and a tear started to prick his eyes.

He shakily let out a breath as he brought the coffee cup up to his lips as he tried not to look over at the table again.

He couldn’t help it, he had to look again and when he did he caught your eyes and you sent him a soft smile.

He immediately diverted his eyes somewhere else, feeling embarrassed that he had been caught looking at you, for being caught showing his face again in that cafe that you loved.

He looked up again quickly as he noticed you get up and so did the man who’s back faced him as he dug through his wallet to receive the cash to pay for your drinks, even fished out a generous amount of coins to leave as a tip for the sweet old woman who owned the cafe.

Oh, take good care of my baby

Well, take good care of my baby

His world collapsed around him as he made eye contact with the man who had taken his girl from him.

He knew this man very well, not personality but from the media.

As he looked at the man the only thing that ran through his mind as they made eye contact was ‘Just take good care of my baby’

He sent a little nod to the man and he returned it.

Almost as if they were sending peace to each other.

The last tear that Roger would ever shed for you fell as you walked out of the coffee shop with your new lover. Roger accepted the fact he couldn’t go back, that you were no longer his girl.

Roger Taylor maybe have been the love of your life once but George Harrison was your soulmate.

[noroger]

I wish i’d known better, II

John Deacon x Reader

Summary: John is unfaithful to his wife

@secretagentben here is your request my love :),, i hope you like it.

John felt his heart start to race and his whole body become numb, he felt sick. He felt himself becoming dizzy as he felt tears come to his eyes and his mind flashed with the question on how you found out.

He felt his feet rush to follow you back into the living room and his heart felt heavy as he saw you in the kitchen mostly making lunch for your beautiful kids.

“Y/N...” he spoke as he looked at your form start to make sandwiches.

You didn’t turn around as you knew that if you saw his face you would want to forgive him.

He stepped into the kitchen and walked towards you “Love” he tried again.

You turned around as you whipped a fallen tear from your cheek “Not now John” you shook your head as you gestured to the living room where your kids were.

The look on your face was what hurt him the most. You looked so broken and fragile in your eyes behind your stern face, knowing he caused this made him hate himself even more.

The night he left Elise, he shouted at her. He told her that she was disgusting for doing this to him. She told him she knew he had a wife when John told her that this affair couldn’t continue after tour, it made his world shatter even more knowing she was this evil to help him be unfaithful.

Some part of her hoped John would leave his kids and wife for her, she loved John.

“I’m sorry” John croaked out as he tried to hold you in his arms but you shrugged him off and plated the kids lunch and disappeared out into the living room.

The could hear your kids excited laughter as you told them that they could go get ice cream after their lunch, it made his heart both swell with hurt and love.

He slowly dragged himself over into the living room and showed the kids all the things he had brought back for them.

For the rest of the day John couldn’t wait to finally put the kids to bed, he couldn’t take anymore anticipation of what was going to happen next.

How you both handled this situation would determine your future together.

He walked down the stairs back to the kitchen to see you carrying two cups to the back doors.

“I made us tea, lets go outside” you spoke as you heard his footsteps approaching.

The little gesture of making him tea made John feel a little happy that you still cared for him a little.

He let out a shaky breath and follow you out the sliding doors to the outdoor sitting area.

“So Elise huh?” you spoke as you blew on your hot tea before taking a drink as John sat down across from you on the chair.

“H-how did you know?” he whispered with wide eyes as he heart thumped in his chest.

“John, i dont think that matters” you let out a sarcastic laugh. “I think what matters is that fact you thought you could have an affair for the whole month and a half on tour with the same woman and then come home to your family and pretend that it didn’t happen”.

“I-i-“ He tried to speak but everytime his mouth open to form words it wouldnt allow it so you continued to speak.

“So whats the plan then?,, you going to leave me for your misstress now that i found out?-“

“No!, no no no i-i promise i would never leave you” John rushed out as he felt himself start to choke up with tears.

“Why did you do it John?” you said sternly as you looked straight at him.

He sighed as his hands became shaky “She looked like you”

You let out a scoff as you took another sip of your tea as you waited for him to continue to explain himself.

“I was so lonely and i was so drunk that i thought she was you, i swear!”

“That doesn’t explain the fact you continue to sleep with her every night after that John!” you raised your voice. “Maybe i could have understood if it was one night but a whole month!”

“You fucked another woman for a whole month!, while your wife and kids were at home missing you!” you spat out.

He put his head in his hands as he started to sob out. He could feel himself loosing you with every second that went past, he hated himself so much for letting Elise get the best of him.

“Im sorry, im sorry, im sorry” he choked out with tears as he whimpered the words over and over again.

You diverted your eyes away from the broken man, you didn’t want to look at the state he was in because it made you want to pull him into a hug and combe your fingers through his permed hair.

“I needed to feel close to someone!, i missed you so much” he spoke out. “I hated myself after the first night but i got drunk the night after and she was there when i was too out of it to comprehend that it wasnt you again!” he cried out as you stared out at the dark sky.

“She was always there! she just wouldn’t leave me alone!” he continued.

You could feel the tears follow down your face as you heard your husband cry out his mistakes. The woman had completely ruined him, she had him under a spell and took advantage of his state.

You both cried only yours was silent and his was loud. John wanted to go sit over beside you and hold you so you wouldn’t slip away from him, you were the love of his life and he needed you.

“I feel so disappointed in you, i thought i could trust you, we’ve been married for 6 years John, this isn’t some childish relationship” you whimpered out. “I dont know what to do because those kids don’t deserve to grow up in a broken home, they love you so much”

John didn’t care if he didn’t want you to hold him but he lept of from the chair and pulled you into his arms as you both cried.

You felt yourself dissolving into his touch as he wrapped you up in his arms and placed a soft kiss on your head as you felt his wet tears drop onto you.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you, please don’t leave me” he sobbed. “I promise i will make it up to you Y/N, i can’t loose you or the kids”

“I love you so much John but i just don’t know if i can trust you to go on tour anymore, i don’t know if i can trust you to go out with the boys anymore”

He pulled your face into his hands so he could look deep into your eyes “I-i will quit the band! we have enough money, we dont need it!, i’ll still get money from the songs that are sold and then-“ he rushed out quickly but you immediately stopped him.

“No!, your not doing that okay, i just need to know that what you had with her is over” you whispered as you looked into your husbands guilty eyes.

He nodded so quickly “I promise i shouted at her before i left, i told her that i never wanted to see her again” he placed his hand on top of your growing stomach “I need to be in this baby’s life”.

You sat cuddled into each other as you thought about what to do. You and John had 2 young children and another one on the way, it wouldn’t be fair for them to be thrown back and forth between two houses, but what about you? John was the love of your life but how could you truly trust him after this? to see him go on tour again and having no idea what was happening.

“We will work on it”

John let out the biggest sob of relief as he threw himself even further into your arms as he repeatedly thanked you.

John reached up and placed a hard passionate kiss to your lips, your heart fluttered at the feeling even though you had felt it for the past 8 years you always still loved the gesture.

You both melted into the kiss, both your lips tasting salty from both your tears.

“I love you so much” he breathed out inbetween kisses.

“I love you too” you spoke out as the kiss seemed to get more heated and John placed his hands under your blouse, his cold hands gave you goosebumps on your heated skin and he lightly stroked your skin with his rough fingertips, your hands naturally gliding through his curly hair.

“Let’s go inside love” John breathlessly spoke as his lips still touched yours.

You nodded as he softly picked you up bridal style which made you let out a surprised squeal then followed by a giggle.

John carried you inside and to your bedroom where he made soft passionate love to you, to show how sorry he was. To show how much he loved you.

[starryeyedstories]

The little “oooOOooOOOOO” Roger does at the start of I’m In Love With My Car, reblog if you agree

[noroger]

this song does stuff to me,, the raspiness of his voice just gets me and don’t even get me started when he sings it live i-

[keybladesoras]

HE DESERVED SO MUCH!!

[sweet-ladyy-deactivated20200430]

Alexei deserved better 😔

[noroger]

This man had my heart the whole time

[noroger]

I wish i’d known better.

John Deacon x Reader

Summary: John is unfaithful to his wife.

You didn’t know how it had happened, maybe you expected it from someone else. Someone like Roger or maybe even Brian, but not John.

Your heart had shattered and hurt filled up in its place.

But now it had shattered it felt unfixable, the parts were too small to be placed together again.

It didn’t even come from John himself, Roger had told you.

Roger told you that your loving husband had slept with another woman for the past month they had been on tour. He had let himself go too much, you had told him to take care of himself and enjoy his time away and he went over board.

What hurt more was the fact he lied, every day he called he lied, he acted like he the woman he had just fucked wasn’t lying fast asleep in his hotel bed beside him. That her naked body held the loving marks that only you should have.

Roger didn’t feel like it was his place to tell, he knew how it felt to loose the woman you loved because of your careless actions, but John needed to learn.

As soon as he saw John disappear out the door of the loud club with the same woman he had been seeing, Roger huffed in disappointment and pulled out the piece of paper that held you number on it.

That night his heart broke a little too, hearing your sobs of distress on the other line. He did wish he could take it back but he spilled everything. From when they met, her name and what they did together.

Elise was her name.

You thought you knew better. Yes John was a rockstar and they are known to cheat but John was the most sweetest and caring man the the whole universe. You trusted him so much to go on tour and you trusted him even more when you married him and then more when you had your first kid and then even more by the second kid.

What was worst was the fact they would be coming back from tour in 2 weeks which meant he would still be with her for 2 weeks. You had two choices really. Stay and talk to him or leave and never look back.

Your phone call with Roger was at least 5 hours ago, 5 hours of sitting on the couch at 4am contemplating.

You thought about it, taking all your belongings and leaving only a note with your ring. But you felt like you couldn’t hurt him, even though he hurt you so badly you didn’t have the heart to return the favour.

You couldn’t do that to him, you couldn’t do that to your two children asleep peacefully in their beds. What did John really expect from this, the woman he was with every night knew fine well he had a wife and kids back home but she didn’t care. This was her first every affair with a rockstar who hadn’t actually kicked her out after they slept together, it was the first time she felt loved and appreciated for who she was and she wanted to keep it.

She was only a groupie after all.

She even thought about calling Johns wife and telling her but she knew John wouldn’t want her anymore. Elise felt bad for his wife, she felt bad for helping him ruin his family but it was his choice, she was just there to make it happen.

John on the other hand was a mess. He hated himself for his actions, but you looked so much like her. Her hair was the same colour but a little longer, same height and because of that, when we was drunk he thought it was you. He even moaned your name the first night, Elise didn’t care.

He felt dizzy the morning he woke up beside her as she cuddled into his naked form with a small smile on her face. He cried for hours and even threw his bass guitar at the amps behind him on stage later that night but he fell into the same routine again. He drank because he cheated and he cheated because he drank.

So if he wanted to pretend that this wasn’t happening then so would you.

“It’s so warm over here” Johns voice came through the receiver.

You were having your daily call, he was currently in France.

France was where you guys had your honeymoon, and right now france was where he was sleeping with another woman.

“Well don’t get burnt!, i’m not putting up with you complaining about it when you get home” you fake laughed.

There was a soft laugh from him and then the line was silent, both of you in thought about the same things but you both didn’t know that.

“I miss you guys” he sighed into the phone, “Can’t wait to see you guys” he murmured into the phone as he tired to ignore the fact the woman he had been cheating on his wife with was standing naked in front of him as she dropped her towel from just coming out of the shower.

John had been smart about the whole situation, he had seen Roger getting caught and the ways he seemed to get caught so he avoided being seen with her out the public, they only left using the back door from clubs and she would have her own hotel room when they stayed the nights.

He knew his band mates looked at him in disappointment when he saw them, Brian had even spoke to him about it but he thought that if he didn’t continue she would tell and then his wife would find out.

“We miss you too” you spoke genuinely as you leaned against the wall in your shared home.

“I have to go now love but i” he rushed out but there was a pause as you heard hushed voices speak, you knew he covered the phone trying to drown them out from you.

“I love you, and tell the kids i love them too” he continued as he glared at Elise as she tried to tug his pants down as she had just undone his belt.

You felt tears coming to your eyes as you knew exactly what was happening. You wanted to yell at him and make him feel the pain too but you just couldn’t bring yourself to it.

“I love you too” you softly spoke into the phone as he rushed out a bye and hung up the phone and you stared blankly at the wall in front of you feeling both hurt and anger.

You felt the tears drop down your face. What had you done to make him cheat?, was it the fact you weren’t good enough for him? did he want something better than a stay at home mum?. You wanted to know why he had done this to you. You felt embarrassed for both him and yourself.

What would happen with your family. Would you guys be co parents and get a divorce. Would he marry the woman and build a new family with her and you would be left alone with 3 children?

The weeks past and you continued to act like you didn’t know what was happening, many night spent crying into his pillow and feeling sick when you looked at family pictures of him.

You decide to wait for him to get home.

And soon he came treading through the door with his luggage in tow. The breath being knocked out of his as his two young children hugged him in happiness.

He greeted his children, picking both of them up in each arm which was easy since Louise was 5 and Michael was 3. His smile grew bigger at hearing his children talk about how much they missed him.

“Where’s your mother huh?” he asked both children as he walked into the living room not seeing you there which was weird since you would usually be at the door with the children.

“In the bathroom Daddy” Louise spoke as he placed both children down on the sofa.

He hummed in response “I’m going to go see her, don’t cause too much trouble now” he warned with a playful finger pointed at him as he walked out of the room and down the hallway.

There you were, standing in front of the mirror with the pregnancy test you had kept in the drawer for weeks. The one you would have felt so excited to tell John, but that’s wasn’t the case.

How could you be excited to bring another child into a home with the man you loved so deeply but had disrespected you. You didn’t feel happy about it at all.

“Love?” John called from outside as he knocked the locked door.

You heard him come in the house and you knew it was now time to face him.

You opened the door and your heart swooned at seeing his smiling face, you almost forgot all about his affair.

“Well come on then” he teased as he opened his arms which you immediately went into.

His warm hug hurt. It hurt to know he had touched another woman and he was pretending that nothing had happened.

“What were you doing in there love?, usually you would be fighting our children for my attention” he giggled as he pulled away.

You just wanted to get it over and done with before you forgave him without him even knowing that you knew so you handed him the positive pregnancy test that was behind your back.

His smile grew “I’m going to be a dad again?” he grinned looking up at you.

His face grew concerned when he saw you had a unemotional look on your face, your eyes glaring deep at him. “Are you okay?” he touched your face, resting his hand on your jaw which made you want to lean into it but you held yourself back.

“I know what you did on tour John” your voice cracked half way through the sentence and his face fell immediately and turned pale and he tried to open his mouth to speak but nothing came out as he felt himself start to panic.

“Don’t touch me when you’ve been touching her”

You brushed past him and walked down the hallway and into the living room to see your children.

[noroger]

me: thinks of a fic idea, plans out a whole start, middle and end, plans out the scenery, plans what every character says, has plot twists and tea

also me: i don’t wanna write it

*a new fic idea has entered the bin in my brain*

[demo-wise]

The Break

Prompt #5- Oh my god...what happened?

Prompt #7- Did I do this to you!?

Pairing: John Deacon x Reader

Warnings: Bone break, and John panicking

Word Count: 1206

A/N: This is for the lovely @noroger, thank you love for the request and I really hope this is what you wanted with this request, I did my best and I really hope you liked the direction I went with this. Anyways, I hope you all have a lovely day and that you all enjoy this little fic!

Prompt List

You laughed as John twirled you around to the familiar tune of Tiny Dancer playing from the record player. He brought you back to him swiftly and held you close, smiling one of his big, adorable smiles with his eyes closed, pressing his forehead to yours. His hand was wound around your waist, pressing lightly on the small of your back to keep you close, and the other hand was clasped tightly with yours, close to your face. John leaned forward a little to press a small little kiss to your lips, making you too, break out into an infectious smile that John always seemed to give you.

You continue to sway gently to the music, yours and his sock-clad feet shuffling a bit as you moved. As the song’s pace heightened again, John twirled you again, and again, and again, and you were in pure domestic bliss with him, laughing and giggling.

That is, until you slipped.

You got a bit dizzy and lost your footing, and turned just in time to flail your arms backwards and try to catch yourself. Fortunately, John has some damn good reflexes, and reached out a hand to grasp yours just before you hit the tiles of your kitchen floor. Unfortunately, your foot twisted just the wrong way, and crack, you felt and heard the painful crack of the bones in your ankle from the awkward angle. You writhed in pain and let out something in between a groan, a scream, and a cry, falling the rest of the way to the ground.

John fucking flipped out. He immediately crouched beside you lifting your head and setting it in his lap, before glancing down to your horribly injured ankle, like it was completely redirected. John’s eyes went wide and it seemed as though all the color had drained from his face.

“Oh my god…what happened!?” John practically shouted, looking back down and running a gentle hand over your cheek. You knew it was a rhetorical question, but you felt the need to voice your worries. “I-I think it’s broken, Deaks” John let out a distressed breath, taking the hand that wasn’t gently caressing your face to run through his wavy brown hair.

“Oh God,” he said, mostly to himself, then looked down to you, “Okay love, this is gonna hurt, a lot more than I want it to, but we gotta get you all fixed up. I’m gonna carry you to the car so I can get you to the hospital, okay?” He said softly, and you groaned, but nodded and winced as he lifted you up, any movement to your ankle sending a jolt of pain up your body.

John set you delicately in the passenger seat of the car, dropping a light kiss to your forehead and getting in on the other side. Before starting the car, he looked over at you with apologetic eyes and took your hand, rubbing the back of it with his thumb comfortingly. “I am, so sorry, love, just hang in there,” he said, and you were about to ask what he meant before he started the car.

Oh.

Apparently vibrations gave your foot a shitload of pain, and it only heightened when he started driving. You let out a few groans and whines here and there, and each time, John would give your hand a squeeze, never letting go the whole way there. Somehow, he hadn’t uttered a single word during the car ride, yet you could tell he was still panicking, his eyes were still wide and frantically scanning all around, as if searching his mind for something he couldn’t find.

When he finally pulled up in the parking lot of the hospital, you blew out a breath of relief, one you didn’t even realize you’d been holding in and mentally prepared yourself for the pain of getting out of the car. Once inside the hospital, you got a ton of weird looks walking through the lobby, as John was still carrying you, but you were too focused on your pain to care much. John sat you down in a chair and kissed your forehead before going up to the receptionist’s desk. You supposed this was quite the sight for the people around you, you, with a twisted foot, and John Deacon, bassist of fucking Queen for God’s sakes, carrying you into the hospital, looking like he would faint any moment, his face as white as a sheet and his eyes looking like they were popping out of his head.

It wasn’t until you got into the room, waiting for the doctor that you realized he wasn’t as quiet as you would’ve hoped when he panicked, about this at least. You were sat on the bed, one leg dangling off the side and the other propped up on a pillow, while John paced in front of the bed, stammering out his worries and repeatedly shoving his hands through his hair nervously.

“Oh God, oh fuck, what if you broke your foot? How are you gonna hold up when I go off on tour, and w-who’s gonna help you if you can’t get things for yourself? Fuck. Did I do this to you!?” He asked, turning his head to you and ceasing his pacing, for now at least. You held out your hand, beckoning him over and taking his hand in yours, giving him a reassuring look.

“Hey, crazy, there is nothing you could’ve done to prevent this,” you said, but his look of worry never wavered. “But if-“ he tried, but you put a finger to his lips, silencing him. “Shush, it was only an accident, so don’t blame yourself if I fractured something, okay?” You asked, and he sighed, but nodded. He crouched down a bit so he was on your level, then gave you a sweet kiss, before wrapping his arms around you in an engulfing hug, only to break away when the doctor came in.

So, as it turned out, you had fractured the bottom of two of the bones at the end of your leg, your tibia and your fibula. It wasn’t terrible, but once the doctors said they’d have to set your ankle with a cast, John let out a shaky “Oh dear…”, putting the back of his hand to his forehead, which was actually quite comical. When all was said and done, your ankle had been wrapped up and you’d been given crutches for your convenience, and John had driven you home and pampered you like there was no tomorrow.

He gave you soup and wrapped you up in like seven blankets (that you didn’t even know you owned) and sat with you on the couch, holding you to his side and letting you watch whatever on the television.

“I love you,” he murmured in your ear, before pressing a kiss to your hair, and you turned your head, only to peck his lips and return to your comfortable position on the sofa.

“I love you too,”

John pressed another kiss to the side of your head, “I know, which is why I’m never letting you out of my sight again,” he laughed, and you smiled to yourself, God you had a great guy.

[noroger]

We can work it out

John Lennon x Reader x Roger Taylor

Summary: Both John and the reader finally confess the loving feelings they have for Roger.

You and John had been married for 2 years now. However only the close family and friends to John knew who you were. He didn’t want the press to start bugging you or hateful comments to be said to you. He didn’t want to ruin your life in that way so you both agreed to keep it quiet.

John made sure to make out to the world that he was some sort of laddies man, a rockstar who always had one night stands or short flings. He had to make it seem like he would never be the one you’d expect to see settling down with a woman anytime soon.

It did bother you at first when you’d seen news aricles claming John was seen with a new one night stand but as time went on you trusted John, you knew he loved you that’s why he married you, that’s why he wants to keep you safe.

You and John were invited to a small party Freddie had thrown, he only invited a few people. John had asked who was invited and concluded that it was safe for you to join him there.

That’s when you guys met Roger.

John had disappeared to the balcony outside to have a smoke, he saw Roger sitting down on one of the couple of seats outside and greeted him.

John didn’t ever have suspicions that he was gay or bisexual. He never felt attracted sexually or romantically to another man, that’s why he happily married his wife.

But when he saw Roger for the first time his heart throbbed with adoration, like the first him he had seen his wife. He felt so wrong for feeling the same way for someone who wasn’t you. He felt so confused and he wanted to hate it but he liked it at the same time so he let the feeling absorb him.

Roger felt the exact same way, not having any suspicions he liked the same gender. He didn’t really know what it was like to even feel such a deep connection to someone as he was also known as a man of many one night stand and flings but the only difference between John and Roger was that John didn’t actually live in that imagine and Roger did.

Roger almost jumped off the balcony right there and then when he saw you step out. His heart was doing the same thing as when he had first seen John.

“Hi Roger” your soft voice called out to him and John pulled you down into his lap.

Roger stole glances at the two of you as you spoke to one another. He didn’t know if it was the alcohol or something but he felt lust cloud over him as he saw you on Johns lap.

The tight dress you wore that showed your cleavage and your short dress ridding up past you thigh as you sat on Johns knee. Johns half unbutton shirt exposing his chest and his messy hair.

Roger felt his pants tighten at the thought of you guys. He felt so wrong for it. You guys were a married couple.

Nothing happened that night. You and John left the party feeling buzzed off the alcohol and Roger stayed the night at Freddie’s.

However the encounters kept happening amongst you three, being at the same studio, small parties Freddie had or sometimes in private restaurants.

You guys got so close you even invited him over for dinners between the three of you which you cooked for him.

You all felt so confused and hurt at the same time. It was so wrong.

You felt feelings towards another man when you had a husband who you loved deeply. Sometimes when John was out at the studio you would cry. You knew you had to talk to John about it but you didn’t know what would happen to your relationship.

That night John came home to your crying and immediately was by your side, you couldn’t hold it in anymore and told of your feelings towards Roger.

You felt his heart sink and he let go of your hand as he couldn’t make eye contact with you.

“John!” you cried out as you knew he was going to get up at leave, ask for a divorce and tell you that you were disgusting for liking another man but he didn’t.

He let out a laugh of disbelief “Fuck” he shook his head as he kept a small sarcastic smile on face.

“I’m so sorry John”

He shook his head again and turned to face you “I feel the same way towards him” he looked into your eyes.

“Fuck indeed” you spoke which made him chuckle as he rubbed his temple.

“I’ve seen the way he looks at us, it’s the same way we look at each other” John spoke but paused to imagine the look on Rogers face. “That first night on the balcony it was lust, at the studio it was love, i know he feels the same way”

“What do we do?” you softly spoke “we are a married couple who both share the same feelings for the same man-“ you cut yourself off from talking as a confused though pulled at you face.

“Your gay?” you whispered with wide eyes at John which made him instantly whip his head around to look at you.

He furiously shook his head “No my love, i love you so much... i think im bisexual” he rushed out not wanting you to think that he had been lying to you for the past 5 years. “I would never lead you on like that baby”

“This is so fucked up” you groaned as you placed you head in your hands.

“We can work it out, no matter what happens i will not loose you!, your the love of my life” John sternly spoke as he placed a comforting hand on your back as he too felt tears in his eyes. “i love you”

“I love you too John” you kissed his lips softly.

You both sat in silence as you both layed down on the couch, your head on Johns chest as he lightly stroked your hair. Both of you in deep thought.

You guys spoke back and fourth about your opinions and finally concluded what you would do.

“Should we call him then?” you whispered hesitantly.

“I suppose we should” he hummed as you looked up at him.

You both stood up and slowly made you way over to the red receiver on your wall, Johns hands shook as he entered his number. Both of your hearts racing at the deep rings shouted out.

“Hello?” his voice sounded through the phone, John looked at you with eyes that gave a look of need conformation which you softly nodded.

“Roger, it’s John”

“Is everything okay?” his confused voice spoke as he wondered why you were calling.

“I think we need to have a chat, come over” Roger felt his heart drop into his ass, and he swallowed at Johns stern voice.

“Okay!” he nodded as slammed the phone back into its place and grabbing his car keys.

He felt anxiety rise in his body as he thought of the worst, maybe John had caught on about Rogers feelings towards his wife and wanted to put him in his place. Maybe John had caught on to Rogers feelings about him and wanted to tell him how disgusting he was.

He pulled up into the drive through of the familiar house and took a deep breath as he made his was up to the door.

He softly tapped the door with his knuckles and it opened immediately, there stood both you and John with worried expressions on your faces.

Once Roger was settled on the couch sitting opposite the both of yours.

“Roger i’ve noticed the way you look at my wife and i” Roger almost past out at the soft but stern look on Johns face, his gaze flickered from yours to Johns, trying to figure out if you guys were just messing with him.

“Well i-i” Roger didn’t even know what to say.

“I’m sorry!, i... well i um, i guess i do feel a strong feeling for the both of you guys, i know it’s so wrong and it’s so confusing.” he furrowed his eyebrows together. “i understand if you guys don’t want me around anymore but when i’m around you guys my heart just goes wild and i have butterfly’s in my stomach-“

“Roger it’s okay” you softly laughed as you reched over to soothingly grab his hand.

“We both feel the same way” John said which made Rogers breath hitch in this throughly from shock and disbelief.

“What?”

“We spoke about it earlier, we both like you too, it’s so weird because we are a married couple, i never thought i ever liked men but when i saw you it all changed” John spoke as Roger nodded.

“We thought that if you wanted to try... well we know your not into relationships or anything but we’d love it if your try with us” You softly spoke to Rogers shocked eyes.

“All three of us?, in a relationship?” he breathed out as he looked from you to John quickly.

You both nodded, both of you had soft loving smiles on you face which made Rogers heart fill with hope.

“I would love to but i don’t want to introduce on your marriage” he sadly said as he pouted.

“We’ve never been so sure in our lives, we want you to become apart of his marriage with us” you reached your hand to softly touch his face which he leaned into.

“I’ve never been in a committed relationship before” he confessed looking down shamefully.

“It’s okay, we can help, we will take it slow” you spoke taking his hand in yours which he brought up to his lips to kiss.

“Okay” he smiled at John which he returned.

Roger leaned over and brought his lips to Johns which made both boys sigh in relief as they finally let the loving gesture absorb the both of them making you grin out in happiness.

You let them enjoy this moment together as this was the first kiss they had ever shared with the same gender that they didn’t even know they liked until a couple months ago.

Now Roger was finally both yours the only tough part now was continuing to keep you a secret from the press with both of them being famous and keeping Roger and Johns side of the relationship out of the press too.

Roger and John pulled away and Roger leaned in to kiss you too, it felt amazing, finally not being forced to hold back your feelings anymore.

John pulled you guys into his arms for a hug, kissing both of your heads, “We can work it out” he sighed as he breathed the feeling of you guys in.

[im-just-a-musical-prostitute]

hellow love can i request 1 and 33 from the C list with john deacon?

Thank you for requesting! I’m sorry this took so long and that it’s so short, I hope you like this because I had a lot of fun writing it even though this was a lot harder than I thought it would be!💚

C1 - “I came as soon as I heard!”

C33 - “Talk to me. You can’t take on all of this alone.”

“Hey, Y/N, are you okay? I came as soon as I heard.”

You looked up from the unread book in your lap, a forced smile on your face and puffy eyes. “I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not.” John sat down next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “Talk to me. You can’t take on all of this alone.”

“I just.” You looked at him. “How am I enough for you?”

“What?”

“You’re a rockstar now, and I’m-”

“You’re my everything.”

“But-”

“But nothing, Y/N. I love you, who gives a fuck if I’m a rockstar.”

Please send in prompts using this list.

[noroger]

Kitten

Ringo Starr x Reader

Summary: Turns out Ringos good little girl isn’t as good as he thought.

“Kitten?” Ringo called into your shared household.

He had just gotten back from the studio way earlier than usual and couldn’t wait to take care of his princess, you deserved it after all those times he couldn’t take care of you properly due to early mornings in the studio and late nights too.

“Kitten?” he curiously called again as he searched for you around the house.

His only resort was to check the bedroom, he thought maybe you were taking a nap or taking a shower.

Opening the bedroom door he immediately froze.

“Oh you fucking brat!” he growled as you scrambled up to try hide yourself and what you were just doing.

“Oh no, no trying to act all innocent now little one” he tutted with a stern gaze on your naked body.

“i’m sorry daddy!” you rushed out quickly as you put a puppy dog look on your face but his gaze didn’t soften once.

You had just broken one of his rules, no touching yourself without permission.

“Come here!” he pointed to the ground in front of him which you quickly scurried off the bed and onto the hardwood floor that felt cold on your knees.

“Care to explain yourself little girl?” he cocked an eyebrow at you as you stared up at his brown eyes as you tried your best not to look at his growing bulge.

“W-well i was so needy for you daddy and, i-i found the pictures we took that one time and my princess parts were so tingly and i couldn’t hold back anymore” you shifted nerveless on your knees. “I tried to not do it, i swear i tired-“

“But you didn’t” he cut your off with a deep growl. “You know the rules!”

“Mhh i was gonna come home and take care of my little girl, i was gonna fuck you real good” he purred as he brought his hand down to stoke your smooth hair. “Would you have liked that hmm?” you whimpered in reply as you nodded your head, his hand making its way softly to your jaw.

“But you were a bad girl, disobeying your sir, i could have been taking good care of you right now, but now i’m going to have to punish you!” he roughly grabbed your jaw making you look up at him, then slowly pushed your head down to look directly at his hard on.

“What’s that baby girl, what’s right in front of you, mhh?”

“Your cock, daddy’s cock” you could feel yourself growing wetter at the thought of it.

“Take off daddy’s belt” he spoke.

You quickly obeyed and opened the buckle and softy pulling it from the loops of his black trousers.

He reached out his hand for you to place the item in.

“Turn around, Ass up!” he demanded roughly as he snapped the belt together making you gulp.

“Let me ask you something” he lightly kneaded your ass that was in full view for him. “Do you think sir’s rules are a joke?”

“No!” you almost moaned at the little contact he was giving you.

“Say it again, properly!” he raised his voice.

“No sir!” you squeaked out as the belt came roughly down on your ass.

He ran his hand over your ass again, softly going over the the red mark that had formed, “How many do you think you need huh?” he spoke from behind you.

“10?” you closed you eyes taking in his touch as he teased you by bring his hand closer to your pussy.

“I guess that will do, count with me!”

Slap “One”

Slap “Two” you moaned out loud.

Slap “Three” the stinging started to become harsher.

Slap “Four” your cried out as tears started to make their way to your eyes at the pain, but it felt so good at the same time.

Slap “Five”

Slap “Six”

Slap “Seven”

Slap, Slap, Slap.

You let out a sigh of relief, “You did so good baby girl” he bent down to whisper in your ear from behind, his cock hard against your ass making you whimper.

He stood back up and massaged your ass, feeling slightly bad for how red it was.

“Tell me your colour baby girl”

“Green sir” which made him hum in approval.

“Suck Daddy’s cock” he spoke up.

You turned around shakily on your knees as the stinging to your ass become bearable. You reached up to unbutton and unzip his trousers. Pulling them and his underwear down at the same time as his hard cock sprung up.

Your mouth watered as you wrapped your mouth around the tip, swirling your tongue before slowly pushing him into your mouth and bobbing your head as you reached up to message his balls.

He moaned out and screwed his eyes shut as pleasure started to absorb him, you started to go deeper taking all of him in your mouth, gagging as he hit the back of your throat.

He could see that you were having too much fun being in control so he grabbed the back of your hair roughly and started thrusting his hips fast. His cock twitching as he tried to hold back from cumming as he wanted to fuck your face for a little longer.

He looked down to catch your gaze, tears running down your cheeks as his cock chocked you making him groan out at how innocent you looked.

“Gonna swallow all of Daddy’s cum kitten?” he grunted as he grabbed your hair tighter and moaned out as he spilled his load into your mouth, milking himself as he slowled down a little.

Letting go of your hair he stepped out of his underwear and pants and picked you up from the floor and throwing you onto the silky bed.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard kitten, gonna pound you into the mattress” Ringo rasped looking down at your already naked form spread out for him, your pussy glistening with wetness.

He didn’t bother putting a condom on as he knew you were on the pill, you guys never used a condom he didn’t like the feeling, he wanted to feel your walls wrapped around him.

He took hold of his cock and pushed into your entrance, both of you moaning out at the feeling. He didn’t let you adjust to his size as he started to thrust into you, he leaned down to bite marks onto your breasts to mark his baby up

He took his mouth off of your breasts as he grabbed one of your legs, throwing it over his shoulder to go deeper into your pussy, he felt himself thrust even faster at the sight of his cock going into it.

“Yes!” you cried out in pleasure.

His hips snapped furiously against yours as the only sounds heard in the room was skin slapping, the headboard hitting the wall and your loud moans.

“Your such a bad fucking girl”

He grabbed your throat with his right hand and tightly gripped your hip with his left and he grunted out in pleasure and hearing your sweet moans.

“So good baby girl, tell Daddy how good he’s fucking you!” he groaned out as he saw how absorbed in pleasure you were, eyes rolled back and mouth gape.

“Yes Daddy!, i love your big cock fucking my tight pussy!” you chocked out as you felt the tightness start to form in your stomach.

You chanted his name out like it was a prayer as he fucked you deeper into the mattress. He loved to hear you cry out his name, it only made him fuck your harder.

“Gonna cum for me kitten?” he grunted out as he could feel his balls start to twitch.

“Yes Daddy, i’m cumming!” you yelled out a moan as you arched your back.

Both of you cum mixing together as he painted your walls, both of you a panting mess.

He leaned down to kiss you softly on the lips as he pulled out, making you whimper at the loss of contact.

Looking down he saw his cum leaking out of your sweet pussy, he gathered some on his finger and brought it to your panting lips, making you taste him again.

Laying down beside you he pulled you over so you could rest your head on his chest, kissing the top of your head.

After a moment he started to sit up from the bed making you whine, he let out a soft chuckle at his before he stood up and disappeared into the bathroom.

He came back seconds later with a bottle in his hands as he made his way over to his side of the bed again.

“Roll over baby, need to take care of this little ass of yours” you did as told as he started to massage your ass with lotion, making your eyes feel droopy at the gesture.

“Wasn’t too rough with the belt was i?” he worried from behind you.

“No” you softly spoke.

“Good, maybe later i’ll treat my baby, take care of her the way i planned to before”

Which made you hum in agreemeant which made him softly laugh at how adorable you looked, all fucked out and tired with a red ass and his cum still leaking out of you

“I love you” he spoke rolling you over a capturing your lips again.

“I love you too” you spoke as you melted into the loving kiss.

[spikes-jonze]

i was tagged by @ohmyrafaelcasal (thank you darling!) to spell out my URL with songs from a playlist. i’ll tag @norasephron, @tinaruthbelcher, @acdeaky if you want to of course!

Jet Airliner: Steve Miller Band

One of The Drunks: Panic! At The Disco

Every Morning: Sugar Ray

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Macho Man: The Village People

Apollo 9: Adam Ant

Zero to Hero: Hercules Soundtrack

Ziggy Stardust: David Bowie

Everlong: Foo Fighters

Let It Be: The Beatles

Losing My Religion: R.E.M.

One Vision: Queen

[acdeaky]

thank you for tagging me @joe-mazzello !

Another one bites the dust - queen

Cool cat - queen

Dragon attack - queen

Everytime - ariana grande

All dead, all dead - queen

Keep yourself alive - queen

You and i - queen

i tag @sohoneyspreadyourwings @never-kept-the-same-address @j0hn-deaky @deakysbabybooty @deakysgurl @blushmis @gardnerlangway @noroger @silvver-rose and anyone else who wants to do it!

[noroger]

thank you for tagging me @acdeaky

Norwegian wood - the beatles

Oh boy - buddy holly

Rebel rebel - david bowie

Out the blue - john lennon

Good old fashioned lover boy - queen

El scorcho - weezer

Rocket man - elton john

i’ll tag @babygotblueeyes @ramibaby @hotttspace @redspecialty @bowieandqueen11