#platonic maylor

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Roger: You know, I didn't think I'd still be helping people move in my 70s

Brian: I didn't think I'd be moving in my 70s

Roger: *nods in a touche type of way* So how are we doing this? The van's following you, i'm following the van, Steve's following me?

Brian: Yes, that's it. And i'm coming back with the lads for round 2 and your-

Rufus: We're all ready to go when you are, Uncle Brian!

Brian: Okay!

Roger: You going with Brian, or with us?

Brian: Rufus will have to go with you, there's no room in my car. Sorry Rufus.

Rufus: That's fine, I don't mind either way.

Roger: .... How?

Brian: What do you mean how? There's no more seats in my car.

Roger: How are there no more seats? You, Anita, your Emily-

Brian: We've got the kettle and the coffee machine in the back so it's the first thing set up in the new kitchen.

Roger: Can't that go in the boot or the middle?

Rufus: ... I'm starting to feel a bit unwanted.

Roger: Sorry, son, you know I don't mean it like that.

Brian: There's.... There's a few things across the back seats next to Emily.

Roger: Alright. *to Rufus* Looks like you're stuck with us.

Rufus: Can I choose the music?

Roger: Rory's driving, it's up to her.

Rufus: So that's no.

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*at the new place*

Brian: Right, Emily if you take the kettle, one of the lads will take the coffee machine and I'll take-

Roger: Did you seriously drive all the way down here with a teddy bear in the middle seat?

Brian: Christ! Where the hell did you come from?

*Emily takes the kettle, Anita takes the suitcases which have come out of the boot and they leave them to it*

Roger: If you don't know how babies are made now, Bri, it's too late to tell you.

Brian: Funny. You got here quick.

Roger: I overtook the van when it had to slow down. Oh that thing's seen better days.

Brian: I know. It's why he rode in the middle. Coudln't risk him getting all wrecked in an ovestuffed suitcase or a box falling on him. Emily kept a good eye on him...

Roger: You daft sod.

Brian: ... hmmm

Roger: Go on, you put him to bed, me and Rufus will lead the van in. Steve should be here soon too.

[iamnotbrianmay]

Maylor Week 2019! (19 Dec. → 25 Dec )

(Of Course, I had to Join in on the bandwagon of ship weeks! You have no idea how long it took me to do this, I had to look up dates for the other four weeks which are being hosted. (PD. Yes, I have Disney themed prompts for every day) 

Quick shout out to all of you before I get on with the announcement! 

- Dealor/Joger week → 14-20 Oct.

- Froger Week → 4-10 Nov. 

- Breaky Week → 11-17 Nov. 

- Deacury Week → 1-7 Dec. 

Now onto the prompts! 

Day 1 (Thursday, December 19th) 

- Beauty and the Beast 

- Childhood Sweethearts 

- Text Messages

- Safe Wording  

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Day 2 (Friday, December 20th) 

- Little Mermaid 

- Kisses that taste like chocolate 

- Slow Dancing in their Kitchen

- Making Love

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Day 3 (Saturday, December 21) 

- The Sleeping Beauty 

- Thunderstorm

- Misunderstandings 

- Giving Up Control

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Day 4 (Sunday, December 22) 

- Cinderella 

- Stanley Kubric Movies 

- Hiding / Running

- Make Up Sex 

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Day 5 (Monday, December 23) 

- Rapunzel 

- Snowed In 

- Lazy Cuddles 

- Met Gala 

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Day 6 (Tuesday, December 24) 

- Nutcracker

- First Christmas Together 

- Weird Family Traditions

- Ballet

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Day 7 (Wednesday, December 25) 

- Snow White

- Opening Presents

- Kids

- Roger is Taller than Brian 

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I hope you all like these prompts as much as I do! I worked very hard on these, and I hope you all join me for this week! All kind of works are accepted, everything from writing to edits and drawing. Go wild y’all. If any of you have questions, you can definitely ask me!

[redspecialstardust]

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It all started with an ear infection.

No. That wasn't quite correct. It all started when Roger wanted to see a new band he knew play in a small club just outside of London and Roger drove them there.

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I've been working on three WIPs for Maylor Week and getting more and more annoyed with myself, but I knocked this out almost in one go when I woke up and it was too hot to sleep. Go figure.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Brian and Roger are back on tour with Adam, being supported by a new band who know how to party (in the background), but it's the end of the first leg of the tour and they are feeling the exhuastion. It's a lot similar to one night almost 50 years ago.

Sequel to When We Realise The Weight...

[iamnotbrianmay]

okay, I know its been a long while, but could I get the continuation of that frian ask about the press finding out about them being gay? more specifically like their talk with Roger and John? how will they react?

AAAAAH I had never had someone ask for a continuation!!!!! YES. (Also sorry for taking so long) 

Brian wakes up in the near dawn, cold sweat dripping down his back and Roger’s name on his lips. His scream echoes all around the empty halls of the house, waking all of the cats up, as well as Freddie.  The older man sits up, running a hand down Brian’s back to try and get him to calm down. 

It does little but remind him of the situation they find themselves in. It reminded him of the night when he and Freddie got together. The fact that both of them knew what would happen if either of the boys were to find out, and that they had chosen to go along with it anyway. 

Not that Brian regretted anything. He loved Freddie fiercely and wholeheartedly. But he also didn’t want to lose his best friend. Roger, who had an unselfish way of loving. Who had drunkenly declared that Brian was his brother once, and had proceeded to correct anyone who told him otherwise. Roger, who was his oldest, and most valued friend. 

Roger, who was probably disgusted by the headlines circulating the newspapers. 

It was the second time that he woke up screaming their bandmates’ names, and he was sure it wouldn’t be the last. He had previously woken up sobbing John’s name. He had cried for half an hour thinking about the boy he had sworn to protect all those years ago, and the fact that he was probably regretting naming them his children's’ godfathers. 

John, who had been his rock for as long as they had known each other. 

He turns and finds Freddie with tear tracks down his cheeks, Crying for the life he used to have, for the brothers they had probably lost and felt the urge to throw up because it was no one’s fault but his that the rest of the world found out. He buries his head in Freddie’s chest and begs for forgiveness. 

That’s how Phoebe finds them. 

Curled around each other, silently crying, and comforting each other. They cry for the family they’ve lost. For the music they are sure they won’t be able to produce anymore. 

He walks into their room slowly as if not to startle them, and softly calls their names. 

Both the guitarist and the singer look up, and he gives them a comforting smile, “Roger and John are here to see you. Should I let them in?” 

Brian feels the way that Freddie draws in some breath, and then he nods. Pheobe lets the door swing open, and Brian sees everything happen in slow motion. Roger takes one look at them, and he runs into the room. Brian recoils, expecting a slap, or the blonde’s fiery temper, but instead, he is tackled onto the bed. 

“Oh, love, I’m sorry this is happening to you.” 

Brian finds himself frozen on the spot, with arms around him and kisses being pressed to the top of his head. 

“Are you alright?” Roger leans away to stare into his eyes, “Oh, dove, you look like hell. I promise you I’m going to find whoever did that to you and I’m going to kill them.” 

This time Brian breaks down in relief. He is clutching at Roger’s shirt like a lifeline, clinging to his best friend like he might disappear at any given moment and Roger is clinging to him just as tightly. At that moment Brian feels so idiotic for thinking things might change between them, for thinking his brother might look at him differently. 

Roger pries himself away from Brian, and the launches towards Freddie and John wraps himself around the guitarist like a Koala. The younger man is nuzzling into Brian’s neck when he asks the question that has been meaning to ask them since he saw them standing in the doorway, “How’d you know our address?” 

John gives him a kiss on the cheek, “We’ve known since the day you bought your houses. We were just waiting for you to let us in.” 

Yeah, Brian had never felt more stupid. 

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A friend bought me this lovely mug with the word hug on it and it reminds me of this fic I wrote.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Fic rec!

A brilliantly funny look at Roger's and Brian's friendship that also teaches you everything you need to know about the German railway system 😄