Hi everyone, @eileen-crys here! Prompted by the dear @a-froger-epic and by the recent fandom events organisers I decided to make a sideblog to collect infos and contributions to past Johnica Weeks and to host new events! 🥰
UPDATE: Roger&Brian ships week's masterlist is always open to join! Check out the rules' posts and masterlists for more infos! JW 2024 is closed now and all new entries will be added to the 2025 masterlist, but you can always use the old prompts for new fics!
💌 Johnica Week 2020
Prompts & Rules
MASTERLIST
AO3 collection
💖 Johnica Week 2021
Prompts & Rules
MASTERLIST
AO3 collection
💕 Johnica Week 2022
Prompts & Rules
MASTERLIST
AO3 collection
💕 Johnica Week 2023
Prompts & Rules
MASTERLIST
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✨️ Brian&Roger's ships week 2023
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MASTERLIST ALWAYS OPEN ‼️
AO3 collection always open
💕 Johnica Week 2024
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MASTERLIST now closed!
AO3 collection now closed!
💕 Johnica Week 2025 👑
Prompts & Rules NEW! 👑
MASTERLIST (after the event)
AO3 collection (soon!)
Useful links 🔗
Veronica or not Veronica? 🤔 A simple guide to the few photos of Veronica we have and people who have been identified as her by mistake.
Veronica Deacon history masterpost made by the lovely @julescape
Deaky.net ⚜️ The best website about John Deacon! Here you'll find interviews, informations and John's life in chronological order.
For more Queen Fandom events check out the blog @queen-fandom-calendar ! 🗓
Because one of today’s prompts for Johnica Week 2021 is “New Haircut”, I’m sharing here the fic I wrote last year for Johnica Week 2020, “My Heart’s Jittering”. This was inspired by @eileen-crys “New Haircut” comic that she published back in October 2019. The link to my fic on AO3 is below:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
⚠️Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any real people, places, and events are used fictitiously, and any fictional characters, places, or events are figments of my imagination. I mean no disrespect to the Deacons or any other members of Queen;  this was written out of love for my favorite band and one of my favorite pairings related to said band.
Stay tuned for my Johnica Week 2021 submission coming on Thursday! 💖
Hi everyone! Let me make a final post about the #JohnicaWeek2020 to collect all the fics and drawings we made for it! I’ve divided it into days, with all the links to the original Tumblr posts. I suggest you also to read the fics on AO3 in the event’s collection!
MASTERLIST UNDER THE CUT!
Johnica Week AO3 collection
Day 1 - Jan 13
- Artworks: Touring together - eileen-crys
Touring together - @john-deacon-fucks
- Fanfics:
First sight by @deaky-disco-queen
Scent of cookies and love by @eileen-crys
Sweet sweet home by @nonthirsty-queenie
Crazy little things called love by @deakysgurl
Save me by @kinole009x
Let me take your hand, let me be your guide by @warriorteam1924
Day 2 - Jan 14
- Artworks: New haircut by eileen-crys
“John, I’m pregnant… again!” by @john-deacon-fucks
- Fanfics:
New haircut by @shittyart-shittywriting
Turn on the light by @eileen-crys
Glass Mountain by @nonthirsty-queenie
Deaky’s new do by @deakysgurl
Return to me by @mirkwoodshewolf
Day 3 - Jan 15
- Artworks: Making up after a fight by @eileen-crys
Far from home by @john-deacon-fucks
Making up after a fight by @warriorteam1924
- Fanfics:
Terribly far from home by @nonthirsty-queenie
Hear my darkest fear by @kinole009x
Old friends, new friends by @eileen-crys
Absence makes the heart grow fonder by @deakysgurl
Day 4 - Jan 16
- Artworks:
DnD Fantasy AU by @eileen-crys
Johanna x Veronica (King!AU) by @john-deacon-fucks
- Fanfics:
The Grateful Prince (Fantasy AU) by @nonthirsty-queenie
Shush by @kinole009x
We’ll keep your secret safe by @eileen-crys
I suck your mind, you blow my head (Smut!) by @eileen-crys
Mama said be careful of that girl by @warriorteam1924
Roll for romance (modern AU) by @deaky-disco-queen
Just like childs play by @deakysgurl
Day 5 - Jan 17
- Artworks: Gifts by @eileen-crys
First time (Misfire) by @john-deacon-fucks
Just you and I by @warriorteam1924
- Fanfics:
Just you and I under the moonlight by @nonthirsty-queenie
In only seven days by @kinole009x
Shadows flickering my heart’s jittering by @eileen-crys
Into every life a little rain must fall by @stormtrooper-in-clogs
Day 6 - Jan 18
- Artworks: Happy Anniversary! by @eileen-crys
Happy Anniversary! by @john-deacon-fucks
Anniversary moodboard by @deakysgurl
- Fanfics:
That lovely maiden by @nonthirsty-queenie
I can’t live with you (but I can’t live without you) by @painandpleasure86
Incorrect quotes by @biscuits-and-maracas-are-gone
It’s the last day of Johnica Week and I loved the idea, I wish I could have contributed more, but here’s my take on their Modern Au, feat. a lot of text messages when they’d be away and supportive couple goals when Ronnie could join John on tour.
Hey lovely !!! I know the day is not yet over for everybody, but I would like to give you a lil shoutout !! Thanks for organizing JohnicaWeek, it's been very challenging for me, regarding both writing and drawing ^^', but also very pleasant to share all those things with you and the Queen fandom (which I love so much) !!! You're truly a gift on my dash and I'm really glad I know you better now !! 💖💜
Oh my hEART 😭💕💖💕💜💕💖💜💖💕💜
Really, you thank me for having organised this little event, but I'm even more thankful to you and all the super talented people who took their time and their effort to join it! All the entries are WONDERFUL and I'm still overwhelmed 😭💖💜💕💜💖💕 personally I feel like challenging myself not just to draw but also to write helped me a lot to understand what I can do, but I'm no one without your support! And you know how much you helped me to overcome my worries and wipe away my usual clouds of bad thoughts. I feel I've found a new, true friend in you 💜💜💜
I thank everyone who joined with their artworks (I mean also fics because they are still works of art!) and also whoever reblogged and liked them! It really means the world to me. Not just sharing stories and works of fantasy inspired by a wonderful, real life couple (who deserves all the love of this world btw), but also taking the occasion to create something all together to share with each other just for the sake of having fun and bringing emotions to others. It's the 1st time I try to organise an event like this and even if it's been small it felt huge to me, thank you 💕💕💕
Tomorrow I'll create a masterlist post with all the entries, to keep them all together!
This is two days late but things got so busy and then we got a snow storm so I actually had to choose grocery shopping and house stuff over writing fanfic but it’s done now and I still wanted to share it!
Summary: It's 1978. John gets down on one knee and proposes to Veronica, but it's not in the way you're thinking.
I can’t live with you (but I can’t live without you) - JohnicaWeek 2020
Author’s note: This idea born in my mind since Rachel announced this special week. My real life inspo were my own parents, married since 1991 (I born in 1992). Here I portray this couple as I imagine, based in real life experience having a 67 yrs old dad and in things that I read about this couple. This will be the most realistic posible representation of them that I could write. Don’t hate me if isn’t all cuteness here, life it’s good but also bad things :/ Also sorry if it’s too cheesy! I don’t like make suffer to my characters a lot lol.
Art by @imflashqueen (instagram). She drew the second piece inspired in my story! She was my beta indeed :3 Thank you for give me some feedback! Ah, and the first one was an old collab that we did in last November!
Plus, i’m doing this just for mere entertainment ;) I just love participate in this kind of events to meet new people, practicing my skills and have fun!
Summary: The anniversary date it’s here! How will they react about this?
Pairing: Current John and Ronnie :)
Warnings: Angst, some humor, some swearing, some fluff too. Mention of death.
Word count: 2139 words, perhaps my longest fic. If not, the second one.
Prompt used: Anniversary Day
First part
January 11th. Just like another weekend, another morning. He left very early his bed, trying to not wake up her. He wants some quientness to drink his tea. He wants to forget for a moment everything. Ever that next Saturday will be 18th. Just like in 1975. A cold Saturday in that catholic church, where Freddie made a particular entrance. Remembering that made him smile, but then was so upset, because Fred were ruining the strict ceremony.
“I’ll always love you bud. Cheers for you” he said rising his almost empty cup of tea watching the sky through the windom and finishing his tea.
His eyes were shining. His smile, wide. Until…
“Morning, no?” she said near to him.
He jumpscared a bit.
“God Ron! You know that I have heart problems…” he exaggerated putting his left hand in his chest.
She laughed.
“Exaggerated as always…” she added.
“Morning, yeah!?” he said finally, letting the empty cup of tea in the nearest table.
She started to prepare her breakfast.
“Who you were talking?”
Lighting a cigarette, he said “I… just remembered something Ron.” He aspired the smoke deeply. Now the cigarette are between his index and his middle finger of his right hand.
“Something happy”. Let go to the smoke through his nose.
Her eyes focused in him and smiling widely.
“I just remembered when Freddie entered to the church with that two girls in our wedding.” He aspired the smoke again. “Hahahaha… he couldn’t did it in another way!”
Her face turned so quickly in an deceptioned expression.
“oh… that, haha.” she said meanwhile she was preparing her tea.
Letting go the smoke but now from his mouth, he smiled mischievously. He did it again.
In the afternoon of that Saturday, the couple received a video call of their youngest offspring.
“Hiiiiii dad!! Hiiii mom!!!” he said with his habitual happiness, smiling widely.
Both parents greeted to their son.
The young continued talking.
“How you feel knowing that next Sat will be your anniversary?”
Ronnie smiled widely. “FINE!!”
But he stared at the camera and rolled his eyes, sighing. “Another year” he said kinda melancholic.
His son and his wife watched at him.
“Huh? I was honest.” But really he wasn’t real honest…
Trying to change the mood, Cameron added with a smile “Well, the fans are more excited for that than you, and you’re the one that’s married with that lady” winking an eye to his mom.
Being visible upset, the old man said: “That fans, ha! Try to be married at least 5 years and have 3 children in the meantime and after they can say if they’re happy with that life! I have enough of that fans speaking about me like the cute one, the good dad! I wasn’t one all the time for fucking god's sake!”. He raised of his chair and slammed the door of the room.
“Another time with that rant about the fans…” she said sighing and watching at her child.
“Well, let’s speak about you then mom. You have plans to the anniversary?” he said trying to make smile to the 69 years old woman.
She said “yeah. I reserved a table in Nobu for that day” and smiled shyly.
“MOOOOOOM, that restaurant it’s so famous. Every famous people will can see you with Dad there” almost shout the young man.
“It’s my intention, son.” and she smiled kinda mischievously.
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Second part
Another 18th came finally. Another year. Another cold winter day. Another time where he remembered why he did that.
He opened his eyes that morning earlier than usual. He watched at his side. She was snoring softly.
Finally he decided take his morning tea. Putting his robe and his winter flip-flops, go to the kitchen. He’s trying to not make any noise. More than ever, this morning needs that Ronnie don’t wake up at the same time than him. More than ever wants some silence and time with himself.
In the kitchen, he puts to boil some water to his tea. Meanwhile, he smokes a cigarette watching at outside through the window, still dark.
“45 damn years today. For good or bad... “ he sigh deeply meanwhile he was thinking. “Sometimes I ask myself why I did that. Sometimes I wanted to get away from this life, but for some reason i’m still here. Perhaps i’m tired of trying? I don’t know.” He aspired the smoke and let it go in a deep exhalation. “The only certainty it’s that I decided 45 years ago that beautiful slim prego lady, now an old woman, be my wife. Her…” and his thoughts were interrupted for the sound of the boiling water. “For fucking god’s sake…” he mumbled, while he turned off the fire. He prepared the tea and go to his “office” to check the internet. “Let’s see what the people say about me today… Wait. It’s early… Don’t care. I’ll be with this all day long if it’s necessary. This will be more fun than always.”
He sat at his desk with his computer, with his tea in one side. Meanwhile the PC was initializing, he was with a lot of expectative.
He sips his tea and opened the navigator. Typed the right search in the search bar. “Gosh, a lot of thing already. That people really loves me being with her”, he whispered. Clicks in the first result. And he started to laugh. “Happy 45th anniversary blahblahblah, his marriage its the proof that the love always wins” he said reading the text on that post in a social network. “Little person, it’s just the proof that I prefer be with her for a reason. Well... Six reasons. Hahahaha” he “responded”.
Another post. That one, a drawing. “Oh okay, I look cute with her, goooootcha” he said with a pinch of sarcasm.
A fic. In this he stopped to read it entirely. He almost ended his tea meanwhile. And his laugh was harder. “These little girls haves a lot of imagination. Gosh, why I’m almost always the good boy in this things? Hahahahaha”
And another, and another, and another… He passed a lot of his morning there, having fun or merely entertain himself with the posts of the fandom. More than always.
Ronnie wake up. And her husband isn’t there with her. “John… at least today…” she though resigned meanwhile she puts her robe and his flip-flops.
When she was about to down the stairs, she listened a loud laugh. “He’s in the studio”.
She knocked the door.
And he sighed. “why Ronnie?” he though. But he said “come in!”, still laughing.
“Morning Ronnie!” he said as any morning. But that one wasn't like any morning. Was the morning.
She stared at him, after close the door behind her.
“Just that?”
He rolled his eyes, sighing.
“Happy anniversary Ronnie!” and he smiled quite exaggerated. “Come here”.
She was with mixed thoughts and kinda hysterical, but she approached him. She after a few steps was at his side. He hugged her, still in that comfy chair, with funny face. She couldn’t resist to hug him too, caressing his almost bald head. “Sometimes I hate your behavior John” though Ronnie. “But anyways i think that I still like to be with you, haha”, continued in her mind, quite smiling.
He, moving his face to leave that embrace, said “Well honey, I told it. I was cute no? hahaha. Stay with me and have fun with me reading that things that under 30-years-old girls write and draw about us”.
She stepped away from him.
“John, that people are just being kind with you. A lot of people recognize you now. A whole new generation. And they’re educated greeting us for the anniversary”, she said watching at him.
He laughed. Turning his chair in her direction, he continued talking.
“Ron, that people thinks that marriage its easy, plus having 6 SIX kids to raise! Isn’t nice, it’s hard! And super stressful!”
Her face showed her nuisance.
“Ha, really you say that? You always recording or touring or in an endless holidays. I raised OUR kids ALONE a lot of time!”
He sighed so deeply. He started to need another cigarette. Now his arms are crossed.
“Really this again? Honey, stop. We fixed that already. Now i’m more at home with you and I helped a lot raising to our youngest kids”
Without thinking in the repercussion of her words, she said “Yeah, just because Freddie died before the birth of our youngest ones” and she half turned to her left, arms crossed.
He was without words. Was like a dagger in his heart. He didn’t knew how to react. A lot of mixed feelings. His hands in his face, he reclined his head.
“Veronica, get out.”
She, watching the results of her impulse, tried to fix that situation… in vain.
“But John, it wasn’t m-”
“GET. OUT.” His words were like a sharp.
She left the room, almost crying. “Well I’ll change my clothes meanwhile… and ill make my breakfast” she though in the meanwhile.
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That old wound was opened. he remembered that words about getting older together writing songs. he remembered how Freddie cheered him up to write songs, how he said once “shhhh John it’s creating”. He remembered noticed that scars. And knowing that his friend would die sooner than everyone expected. “He had a lot to give… We lost a lot of moments together for that damn disease. He was my real fuel to composing, and when he gone, my interest faded away. I just wanted to survive…” he started to think. He raise of his chair and took an old whiskey that he had over there, serve a glass of it and drank it of one sip. He lighted that necessary cigarette, now watching at the window, immersed in memories, in things that happened… He cried.
In audible voice, he said
“Fuck you Ronnie. Why you said that? Why you opened that wound again?” He sighed deeply, putting the cigarette in his mouth and aspiring the smoke. “I can’t live with you, but I can’t live without you, sadly.” Exhaled the smoke for his mouth. “Why I couldn’t leave you? I’m a masochistic? I love a lot to my offspring? In the very deep inside, I still love you? I don’t know really…” Aspired the smoke of the cigarette again, the last one. The cigarette its too short now. Throwing the cigarette to the floor, he stepped on it, turning it off. Exhaling the smoke, he continued. “You are my life, despite all the events. I give you my life. My love. My “freedom”. I married with you just having 23 years old. I REALLY loved you. Now?” He sighs deeply. “I don’t know. I just know that I don’t hate you”.
He didn’t knew that those words were listened for her, she opened silently the door minutes ago to apologize her for her words and she stared there, listening.
“John…” she said with tears in her eyes.
He turned his face enough to show her that he noticed her presence, smiling. She entered to the room running. She hugged him. “Sorry John. I- I was impulsive”.
Now watching at the window again, he said “nothing to sorry. It’s okay” and he placed his left hand over her hand that was hugging him from the back. He take that hand and kissed it. He turned to her and hugged her tightly.
“You should knocked that door first, he said, leaving the embrace.
“well, I-” started to say Ronnie, kinda scared.
“hahahaha! Relax! Now come with me and read that things that the people say about us” he said going to sit to his chair again.
“No John.” she said, shaking his head.
“Uh Ron, you’re booooooring! hahahah”
“That aren’t plans for an anniversary” she said, getting closer to him.
Watching at her eyes, he said “and go for a dinner today? We don’t usually go to dinner and you want TODAY? Oh, and I just hope that you didn’t asked to the Father of the parish to office a Mass for our anniversary! I’ll not go to the church today, and nevermore!”
She stared in silence, incapable to react. Her plans are discovered.
He watched at her, smiling mischievously. “Ha, Mrs you’re so predictable…” he thought.
She, trying to cover her real intentions, responded “Eeeeeh, no. I didn’t do that! You know me John, hehe… I’ll just cook a special meal.”
“No Ron. I’ll do that, and I promise, will not be cheese on toast” he replied smiling lightning another cigarette.
He had a surprise. But one that just he knew… And eventually Ronnie. Because something like that deserves an adequate celebration. And will be at Deacon style.
