#queenverse

[konn1kon]

forgot to post this but

queenverse sheet!!!!! collect my queens raaah!!!!!!!!

(Kon!Queen is just my take on queen btw)

[askfreddiemercury]

Is that art I see before me? No.

[askfreddiemercury]

Michigan Fortes: a new dawn

I’m going to be making some shorts about Michigan (my oc), but don’t worry I’m still going to be working on ‘in the closet’ because you people actually seem to like, much to my surprise.

~~~~~

(random ass Johnny Cash because)

What can I say about Michigan, he’s a crazy prick who has killing people as a hobby, someone who’s scared to admit what he really is but, in all honesty, I guess I can blame him for ‘hiding.’

The truth about his father only made him worse, but then I step into his life as well.

~~~~~

Michigan called me and set up a date, well I’m calling it that anyway but he said ‘Ey, get your ass over to my flat or else.’ He also called me a fag, but when doesn’t he call me that? He thinks I mind. Oh Michigan, we have a lot to catch up with. You’ve been gone for too long.

When I arrive at his flat I knock on the door and wait forever, was he not expecting me to come? I knock a few more times before I just slam my head, once, on the door. This makes him finally open the door.

Michigan: Wow, you actually came.

Freddie: You asked me to come over here! What are you talking about?!

Michigan: Well, come on in then.

I’ve never been inside Michigan’s flat before but I’ll admit that it looks nicer and cleaner than I was expecting.

Freddie: So, what do you wanna talk about? What I want to know is, why do you still stick around me if you ‘don’t’ like me?

Michigan: Because you keep coming around to me.

Freddie: Because you keep following me and protecting me, I don’t need another bodyguard I already have Terry.

Michigan: I get that, it’s just- I-

He gets upset as he usually does when he tries to open up about how he really feels, he clenches his teeth and makes a fist. How much pain has he put himself through? Everything that he’s done since he ran away all comes down to me, according to him anyway, when don’t his problems come down to me?

Michigan: I’M JUST TRYING TO MAKE UP FOR EVERYTHING THAT I DID TO YOU! I AM TRYING TO BE LESS OF AN ASSHOLE TO YOU!

Freddie: What about my friends? Jim? My sister, mother, and father?

Michigan: Fuck your friends! Fuck potato boy! I can’t say much about your parents because I’ve never met them and tell your sister to stay away from me, she scares me.

Seriously? Ahahaha! My sister scares a murder, this is great.

Freddie: How on earth does Kash scare you? You, Michigan Fortes.

Michigan: I’m not very good at dealing with women if that makes sense. I’ve never had a woman just patronize me as she does, she just wants me to stay away from you because she gets worried a lot.

Aw, Kash!

Michigan: She reminds me of my mother and she really reminds me of my grandma, why is she so rude?

Freddie: Because a lot of people don’t like you is why only me.

I smile brightly at him and he scoffs.

Michigan: Great, just what I need, more of you.

Freddie: Could I at least give you a goodbye kiss on the cheek?

Michigan: If you try anything like I’ll send you home to potato boy with a new scar, across your face.

Freddie: Ok, bye!

I say in a scared high pitched voice.

[askfreddiemercury]

Michigan Fortes: bleh, love...

Might be the last one of these, I’m starting to feel insecure about my writings now, as if my insecurities about my art weren’t bad enough. I’ll finish part 9 of ‘in the closet’ sometime this week, maybe. If I feel good enough about it.

~~~~~

What do they know?! They don’t get it! I yell in my head as I storm home after an intense argument with the guys, we’ll just Roger and Brian. They act like they know what’s good for me! HA! As if!

As I head inside of Garden Lodge I notice how quiet it is, where is everyone? Is it someone’s birthday? Is it mine? No that’s not right.

Freddie: Hello? Hm, odd.

Hmp! Like I need to see anyone right now! I march my way over to my piano and take a seat, I stare at the keys and slam my hands down on them. I huff and puff in anger, I then start playing Bohemian Rhapsody in a rough manner. They think they know everything! Like hell they do! Fuck em’!

Freddie: I wish I’d never been born at all…! Fuck them!

I slam my hands down again but as hard as before in fear of breaking some keys, I then hear a whistle from behind me and it scares the living hell out of me. I place my hand over my chest and wait to hear who it is, I should’ve guessed.

Michigan: That was cliché of you, angrily playing a song and ending at just the right moment, I like it.

I sigh and turn my head.

Freddie: What do you want? And don’t you ever knock? You almost gave me a heart attack.

Michigan: Well, you sure looked like you were gonna give yourself one. What the hell is your problem today? Do I need to teach those asshats a thing or two?

Freddie: You leave them alone!

I quickly snap at him and he doesn’t take it very well.

Michigan: Who the fuck do you think you're yelling at, fag?! I’m just trying to be nice over here!

Freddie: By threatening my friends?! What a nice guy you sure are! Piss off you twat! I want to be alone right now thank you!

I turn myself back to facing the piano, and after a couple of minutes of dead silence goes by Michigan decides to walk over beside me. He holds out his hand.

Michigan: Mind if I take a seat?

Wah..?

Freddie: Huh? What are you doing?

Michigan: Look, just let me-

His face goes red.

Michigan: Sit beside you…

He says through his tightly clenched teeth and I scoot on over but not by much as I don’t want to fall out of the seat. He takes a seat with his arms crossed, how adorable.

Freddie: If this is making you uncomfortable, why do it?

Michigan: I’m gonna hit myself for this later too.

Just as I was about to ask another question his arm goes around my shoulder, what the hell does this man think he’s doing? I’m uncomfortable now too.

Freddie: Michigan…

Michigan: Just let me reminisce, Mercury.

Freddie: About?

Michigan: The last time I felt special about anything, I felt special because I actually had someone who cared about me in a way I didn’t even know about. Before I did the worse thing I’ll ever do in my life.

If he cares this much about me, then why doesn’t he just admit what he is? Come on, Michigan, just say you’re gay already. Everyone gets it but you. I know you hate it because you’re basically turning into your father (not really). He was a bad man, yes, but you don’t have to put yourself through this.

Freddie: Say it!

Michigan: What now? Say what?

Freddie: Admit you still love me and just say you’re gay for once.

I mush my cheeks together as I say that in an attempt to lighten the mood.

Michigan: Like I’ll ever say it, can’t I just carry on with my life while I occasionally make snarky comments like I’ve always done? Please?

Freddie: Hm, nope.

Michigan: Fuck you.

Freddie: You wish.

Michigan: Argh! Cut that out!

I chuckle.

Jim: Hey! Get your hands off my man!

The familiar voice of an angry Irish man hits my ears, Michigan lets go and stands up.

Michigan: Alright, calm down, potato boy. I didn’t hurt him I was just having a moment with him. He really needed it.

Freddie: It’s ok, Jim, he’s right the guys made me pretty upset today.

Jim: Just get out, please.

Michigan: Only because you said please, see you later baby.

He salutes me and walks out, stop calling me you idiot.

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m i c h i g a n f o r t e s

[greenmoonflowers]

Right,so life tip,if you ever go into the woods with coyotes.Take Jiminez with you.she'll save you,she will stare at the coyotes with a withering,unnatural gaze,and you might ask what she's doing or if she is okay,Jiminez will not answer,then she will crouch down and put her elbows on her knees and let her hands go limp,she will crank up that unnatural gaze from 8,to a solid 15,then she will scrunch her nose and snarl,then lowly growl,but it's strange because that growl sounds exactly like a coyote,Shen the growl gets louder and she snaps her head closer,and the coyotes give her a bloody stare and head back into the woods.then she gets up says,"home?",and walks back home,while everyone stares at her.

[thejessicapearson]

Jessica walked over from the elevators, a small smile on her face. Harvey was leaving in three and a half minutes. She reached Donna's desk, her smile dimming.

"Donna? Need to speak to you. Now." She said, stalking away to her office.