#disco deacy

[imeminemp3]

here’s ‘IT GIRL DEACY’ ✨

[imeminemp3]

oh my god fun fact about me, i once backed into a tree bc i was listening to ymbf and thinking about how deacy wrote it for his wife and i was so 🥰🥰 that i didn't pay attention and backed into the tree

[yournotsolocalcryptid]

27 + Deaky! (For the Halloween prompts)

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

writing tags: @mentallyunstablebish @sarah0687 @cjand10 @rogerfuckintaylor

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

Pairing: John deacon x afab!reader

Word Count: 755ish

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Probably”

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

[deacysfatbottomedgirl]

Happy 70th Birthday to the sexiest Bass player on the planet.....

[bohemiansweede]

Happy Birthday

Deacy

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Birthday Baby 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙 Fanfic Pairing John Deacon Reader Warnings 🔞 snut fic A/N please like and reblog or leave a comment Thank you ❤️

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