#queen ff

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you know what i want? a good fic with a love triangle breaky/maylor and i don’t care which ship wins at the end because i adore them both but i need that angst in my life

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Roger Knows Best

Title: Roger Knows Best Fandoms: Queen; M*A*S*H Relationships: Hawkeye Pierce/BJ Hunnicutt; Roger Taylor & Hawkeye Pierce; Roger Taylor & BJ Hunnicutt  Rating: Gen Word Count: 693 Summary: It is a rule universally accepted that exchange students from the same country will find each other within an astonishingly short amount of time. A/N: Part 7 of my Daily Fanfic Chocolates calendar :D This is a fic I wrote as an in-universe short for my Deacon twins (John & Ritchie) AU some time ago! Please enjoy ❤

(links to AO3 and the DFC masterpost are in the reblogs!)

It is a rule universally accepted that exchange students from the same country will find each other within an astonishingly short amount of time.

It takes Roger's new American friend Ben - an exchange student from Maine - only a rough two weeks to spot a tall, sun-tanned blond in the crowded lecture halls of their Medical Ethics II class and drag Roger along to go find the guy again after class.

This is how Roger finds himself listening to the guy introduce himself patiently. BJ, as the guy is called - which got a loud bark of laughter and an eyebrow waggle out of Ben -, is a genuinely nice guy whose thrown-in funny remarks make Roger hope he'll be able to strike up a lasting friendship with him, as well. He is from the sunny state of California and training to be a surgeon. He is just as far with his studies as Ben, meaning that some of the quick back and forth chat between the two of them are like hearing a familiar-sounding but unknown language to Roger as a dentistry student. At one point, the three of them marvel at the fact that they all know Professor Potter, who is to hold a lecture in next week's Medical Ethics II class- he apparently travels the world a lot, being a much asked for guest lecturer.

It is when BJ's and Roger's stomachs rumble almost in unison that the group decides to head for the canteen. "I can't tell you how much better the food is over here than back in the States," Ben says to Roger as they wait in line to get a helping of today's main dish. BJ nods understandingly and lists several unsalvagable cases he has encountered at his university's canteen before and Roger shudders. Ben just laughs.

There's a sparkle, just a little one, in Ben's eyes a few times when he looks at BJ over lunch. Roger would never admit aloud that he absolutely loves playing matchmaker (God knows what comments that confession would get him from Deaky or Brian. He knows he'd have a partner in crime with Freddie, though), but he is tempted. He decides that BJ is a cool guy and probably won't hold a grudge for what Roger is about to do. He only hopes Ben will see he only means well, too.

"So. Have you got anyone back home who's waiting for you?" He asks them both, after (smoothly, he thinks, patting his shoulder mentally) changing the topic to relationships by commenting on a fellow student, a fierce-looking blonde, telling off a guy who clearly didn't know his boundaries. She then had walked away arm in arm with one of the nursing students Roger had talked with at a few campus parties before.

"No, can't say I have," BJ admits and Roger isn't imagining the tiny rise of his eyebrow when Ben agrees. It's now or never. His inner child is rubbing its hands together gleefully. He flips his finger against his tray once, then looks up, grinning. "You should ask Ben out, y'know? I think you two would be a great match." The last bit comes out rather fast, because Ben is turning to him with a facial expression that is both disbelief and panic at once.

"What the–" Is the only thing he manages to say though, because Roger is already pulling out his phone, looking at his notifications and continues talking. "Oh, it's twenty to two already, gotta go or I'll miss band practice, haha! See you, guys!" And off his is, his phone quickly pushed back into his pocket and the tray already in his hands, making his way to the tray return station.

Well, he never said that he was a professional matchmaker, did he?

He gets two text messages from Ben later though, telling him that his embarrassing stunt has been worth it.

I got a date this Friday. I can't believe this.

I owe you one.

Roger just grins to himself and pockets his phone again, making his way to the band practice room with a little spring in his step.

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Nosebleed 2

Title: Nosebleed 2 Fandom: Queen Pairing: John Deacon/Roger Taylor Rating: Gen Word Count: 366 Summary: Roger heard John inhale sharply when he approached him. A/N: Part 13 of my Daily Fanfic Chocolates calendar :D I got asked for a continuation of Nosebleed over on AO3 and wrote a follow-up fic! Roger and John meet up to go on a movie date. ^^ Please enjoy ❤

(links to AO3, Nosebleed and the DFC masterpost are in the reblogs!)

Roger heard John inhale sharply when he approached him.

Granted, he still didn’t look his best. He had asked Freddie to help him put some makeup over the bruise his recent fall had resulted in, but it still wasn’t enough hide the small rainbow of colours that had by now spread across his left cheek.

Before he got the chance to explain what had happened, however, John already spoke up, worried.

“What happened to your face, Rog?”

Roger smiled at him sheepishly.

“It’s a funny story, Deaks—”

A raised eyebrow made him halt and look away for a second, feeling the color rise in his cheeks. He doubtlessly looked like a watercolor painting gone wrong by now.

“I fell over my bag at the café after you left. I, ah—” He put his hands into his pants pockets. Was he really going to tell him why?

“I was so happy that you agreed to this date that I kinda forgot everything else. And, ah. I hit a chair on my way down. That’s where that comes from.” He gestured vaguely into the direction of the bruise.

John remained quiet for a moment, then shook his head and smiled.

“Oh, Rog.”

“I could ask you to kiss it better?” Roger smirked and John looked down, blushing.

“Ah.”

Roger smiled. It wasn’t a straight-out ‘no’.

“C’mon Deaks, how long have we known each other?”

John’s gaze met his eyes again and Roger saw him doing the math quickly.

“A bit over a year, I think.”

“And how often—”

But he didn’t get to ask him how often Deaky had already dropped goodnight kisses on Roger’s head before leaving his and Freddie’s flat, small gestures of affection when he thought Roger wouldn’t notice.

Because John leaned in now and placed a gentle kiss on Roger’s bruised cheek and Roger felt a flutter in his stomach.

“Ah.”

It was his turn now to be speechless.

John smiled at him warmly, then checked his watch.

“We should probably go inside if we don't want to miss the start of the movie.”

“Sure. Let's go then.”

Roger smiled when John reached for his hand, and together, they went inside.

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Nosebleed

Title: Nosebleed Fandom: Queen Pairing: John Deacon/Roger Taylor Rating: Gen Word Count: 185 Summary: At this point the nosebleed wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. A/N: Part 3 of my Daily Fanfic Chocolates calendar :D This is a tiny fic I wrote for a prompt some time ago! Please enjoy ❤

(links to AO3, the prompt post and the DFC masterpost are in the reblogs!)

At this point the nosebleed wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. Roger looked up from the small puddle of blood that had dripped to the ground beneath him before he had managed to pull a handkerchief from the bottom of his pockets ...and laughed. He laughed so loud that several heads turned his way, those who had not seen what had happened confused and those who had looking on with no less confusion. He continued laughing, shaking his head and pressing the handkerchief tighter against the sides of his nose. He had told Deaks that he liked him, had gotten a vague-ish agreement to a movie date and, upon Deaky having left the café to give the new progression some more thought, had managed to trip over his own bag, slamming his nose against a chair on his way down. Still, he smiled. He'd have a hundred nosebleeds (okay, maybe ten. He really doubted he'd survive the blood loss were they to occur soon after one another) if it meant he'd see that silent, shy smile directed at him tug on John's lips more often.

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In Every Universe

Title: In Every Universe Fandom: Queen Pairing: John Deacon/Roger Taylor Rating: Gen Word Count: 144 Summary: John stared at the sight in front of him, barely able to suppress a snicker. Roger heard John inhale sharply when he approached him. A/N: Part 16 of my Daily Fanfic Chocolates calendar :D This was written because I wanted to write something short and sweet, but not give it a set context! :D So feel free to imagine what shenanigans Roger came up with. ^^ Please enjoy ❤

(links to AO3 and the DFC masterpost are in the reblogs!)

John stared at the sight in front of him, barely able to suppress a snicker. “You are incorrigible.” Roger looked him in the eyes and waggled his eyebrows. “You love me for it.” John smiled. “You should be glad that in this universe, I do.” “Hey!” came Roger’s indignant reply. John just grinned as he evaded his tackle-attack, but he didn’t see Roger rounding him and hugging him from behind like a koala bear. "Admit it- you'd love me for it in every universe!" John sighed but considered this for a moment. Then, he nodded. "I guess I would. Don't think I'd admit to it, though." He laughed as Roger started lamenting the state of their love, talking right into his hair and putting all the drama he could into his monologue. Yes, he'd love this incorrigible idiot in every universe. His incorrigible idiot.