I write one-shots, head canons & series with Those Queen and BoRhap Boys focused on gay and straight romance, friendship and families, with an emphasis on relationships, emotions -- and some humor.
Key: * Fluff ^ Angst + Smut
-- Joe Mazzello --
36: Reset Now 36 and eager to start a family, Joe meets a special woman (* ^)
36: Half Full Y/N’s version of 36: Reset — Can she overcome past pain? (* ^)
Joe Texting You or Ben Joe shares a plan... (+)
Joe Tells You How He Plans to Pleasure You HC distracting you at a friend’s wedding (* +)
Breakfast with Joe HC You and Joe bond over your love of and uses for breakfast (* +)
A Hollywood Evening with Joe HC Joe arranges for you to glam up for a big nite (*)
Put a Little Love on Me Joe plans a reunion for his childhood friend (* ^)
-- Ben Hardy & Joe Mazzello --
Every Road Leads Back to You Ben & Joe share post-Borhap emotions (* ^)
The Life You’re Meant to Live A story of coming out, friendship & family (* ^)
Oh, Baby Joe sees Ben with a baby & it gets them both thinking (* ^)
Tell Me Joe & Ben share an intimate moment to start their family (* ^ +)
Love is Love is Love (series) The joys & challenges of the Jones-Mazzello Family (* ^; some +) Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7
Love of our Lives Joe & Ben tell their son that all love and families are valid (* ^)
Action This Night One night when the boys were in Croatia... (+)
-- Joe Mazzello & Rami Malek --
Who Dares to Love Forever? The end of BoRhap leads Rami & Joe to a decision (* ^)
-- Ben Hardy --
Ode to Ben A poem celebrating lovely Ben (*)
Finishing Up Meeting planner Reader & Ben share a night of passion (* +)
Use your (Key) Words Quick Description of Six Underground (*)
-- John Deacon --
For the Sake of Autonomy Tensions fly when John’s son returns from college (ch. 1) (*^)
Super Trouper College pals John & Reader write to each other over the years until their reunion at Queen’s MSG concert (* ^)
A Love is Lost, a Love is Won John & Joe finally meet and reflect on their common experiences, BoRhap and Queen (* ^)
-- Other Queen Boys --
Queen Boys Comforting You when You’re Sick New Year’s Eve HC (*)
Jealousy Roger & Freddie’s fling is interrupted by a jealous John (+)
A Perfect Fit Roger & John recall when John joined Queen (*)
Weep Not for the Memories After his death, Freddie visits devastated John to help him cope with his sorrow and move on (^)
Scrabbled John & Freddie’s post-show Scrabble game turns to other fun (+)
Slippery When Wet Roger ask Brian to show him his Instagram shower safety tips (* +)
Tell Him Freddie and Brian reflect on each other before their Live Aid duet (* ^)
Meanwhile at the Studio Brian shares surprising information with Roger (+)
The way old friends do The boys toast their first and last New Year’s Eves together. (*^)
“…And better yet, Go to Times Square; take a picture of me with a Kodak…And tonight, let’s enjoy life…Give me everything tonight; for all we know, we might not get tomorrow…”
today this talented person would have turned 77 years old. eh, life takes away from us the most talented and unique people. i want to thank him for everything he did in this life, that he changed my life. i have again so many thoughts spinning in my head, so i will try to formulate them normally.
as i said, today is the birthday of the most talented, beautiful, wonderful, charismatic, caring, bright, intelligent and loving person — Freddie Mercury or Farrokh Bulsara!
i want to thank you, Freddie, for everything that you have done in this life, that you gave music your incredible and unique hits, and simply left an imprint on music and this life. i want to thank you for everything that you have done and continue to do in my life; you are a huge inspiration to me and a ray of light in my life. if not for you, then i don’t know what i would have done in those bad moments for me in life. thank you for the unique emotions - whether it be sadness or happiness - impressions and memories, i keep them all in my head and soul. i am so happy that fate introduced me to such an incredibly talented person as you, Freddie.
i am so happy that Freddie has close friends who remember and love him to this day and share their memories with us; fans who love, support and do incredible work with this great man. i'm sure Freddie is proud of all of you!
Freddie is a talented person, he just has an incredible voice, as if heaven itself endowed him with an incomparable voice and simply amazing piano playing. i have always loved and continue to love everything about this man.
i can't help but thank fate again for introducing Freddie to Tim, Brian and Roger. and that Freddie insisted that - the future "Queen" - the group continue to live! i am so happy that Freddie found Deaky and found talent in him, because without these four talented and amazing people, "Queen" would not be "Queen" that exists.
i can't get past the songs written by Freddie, regarding his work in "Queen" and his solo career, and not to say that i LOVE them! i'm sure they have some meaning and that these songs had some meaning in his life, as a memory of something or an event or something like that. his songs have always evoked a storm of emotions in me, for which i am again very grateful to him.
Freddie always makes me smile, even on my worst day. thank you for not letting me give up.
Freddie can make us smile and laugh, but at the same time he can make us think and shed a tear..
Freddie has been through a lot and i'm happy he stayed strong even during his toughest days. i am happy that he had friends and people close to him who stayed with him to the last.
okay, i think that's all that i wanted to say, i'm sorry that it came out so much, i'm just really grateful to this person. happy birthday again, Freddie. thank you for being a huge inspiration to so many people. i love you very much and appreciate you, thank you for everything. you are a very important person in my life, thank you for always being with me, although i know that it sounds very weird.
happy birthday again, Legend! you will always live with us, in our hearts, in music, we love and appreciate you! <33
first of all, about the drawing, i know that it turned out not very well, this is not my best work, but i tried.
there's a lot going on in life right now (again) but i tried to find the time to draw a present for Freddie. the art block is killing me, which is probably why it didn't work out so well. but i hope you enjoy it! <33
so SAG-AFTRA finally released some official guidance for fans, viewers, creators/influencers, critics, and more during the strike. here's what you need to know:
if you see a publication/news source/journalist talking about a piece of struck work, that's ok. they're allowed to do that.
2. they're asking regular viewers and fans to DONATE TO STRIKE FUNDS, SHOW UP TO PICKETS IF YOU CAN, and please do NOT boycott streaming services or movies in theaters.
3. influencers, content creators, cosplayers, and anything in between is still a bit of a grey area, but they're asking people to use their best judgement. "organically" means UNPAID promo (like an invite to a premiere without being paid, being sent a publicity box, letting the company's social media post a photo of you in cosplay, etc).
obviously this doesn't answer every question, and isn't hard and fast rules for fanworks, but it can at least inform how you personally choose to move forward when posting online and moving publically. i hope this helps!
The SAG-AFTRA strike has sparked a great deal of discussion and confusion about what is forbidden and what is still OK. SAG-AFTRA has put ou
As this challenging year draws to a close, I want to thank my Tumblr besties, followers and all good and creative souls for their friendship, warmth, laughs, and content that keeps my fan girl ♥️ happy. Wishing you all a joyous year-end and an easier and fulfilling 2022! Special shout out to:
Weep Not for the Memories (John Deacon x Freddie Mercury)
Summary: John is devastated after Freddie’s death. A nighttime visit from his departed friend helps him contemplate moving forward, as he grapples with the loss.
A/N: Yup, this is sad. BUT I try to be a glass-is-half-full sort of gal, so the story shows how Freddie helps John cope with the loss by keeping their memories close and embracing all the good in his life as he considers his future. Here’s to lovely memories of Freddie, to those Queen boys who loved him – and still do and this community that celebrates him!
Special thanks to @painkiller80 for providing great edits and to @melisa-may-taylor72 for those Japan videos, which showed me the perfect outfit for Freddie :)
Warnings: Mention of death, sorrow, some tooth-rotting song lyrics (bolded & referenced at the end)
The November Sunday morning dawned grey and damp as most did that time of year. A wind whipped up the fallen leaves and blew them into almost perfect whirling oblong circles. He arose and prepared for the day. She stayed sleeping on her side, cuddled under the blankets. Once downstairs, he started the kettle for tea and ventured to the doorstep to pick up the newspaper that leaned carelessly against the front door. There it was: Freddie’s announcement of his illness.
John was surprised but not shocked. The reality they had been living with for years was finally revealed in black and white. And with it, there was no more denying, no hope that he would be cured and no thinking that maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t as bad as it really was. Of course, they knew the truth from his deterioration and his rueful jokes, but so long as it wasn’t officially announced in print, they could still hope – or deny the harsh reality. He folded up the paper and shoved it into the entry foyer shelf between boots and hats and scarves.
He carried on with the morning routine, preparing breakfast before church. The kids started to amble down the steps and he corralled them around the kitchen table to eat, keeping he banter light, responding to them as needed, mustering great concentration to be in the moment. Veronica joined them, holding the youngest’s hand cajoling them to finish up and dress for church, which they did. Attired and groomed neatly, they gathered by the door without fussing or fighting, bantering or bossing, asks or antics, as though they anticipated the ominous afternoon that lay before them. After church, the kids scattered to the family room turning to regular Sunday pre-lunch activities: games, books and crafts. John joined them eager to distract himself, as Veronica prepared lunch.
The drizzle started hitting the large window, laying wet tracks on the glass. John turned on all the lights. He welcomed the bright bursts that contrasted the grey landscape and sat down. Suddenly he heard the unmistakable sound of tires on gravel. He peered out the window and saw one, then two cars enter the wide driveway. The cars parted, peeling to opposite sides of the circular drive, and parked, forming the base of a heart. The boys exited their cars, pulling their coats tightly. They met and the tall one’s arm gently touched the other’s lower back, as they walked toward the house, their feet crunching.
“John…” Veronica called, her voice shaking. They all knew it would happen-some version of this-and now that it was here, it began to unfold in slow motion.
