To my angel and best friend, @brian-roger-deaky-and-fred . This would not happen without you. I love you forever.
Summary: Roger canât sleep so he calls the random number he finds in his coat pocket. +20k words.
Warnings: +18 ONLY. Angst, fluff, Brian is a bit of a dick, smutÂ
FUCK, this was really good!!!!!!!
PM!Gwilym Lee x F!Reader
Summary: Gwilym Lee is the new Prime Minister of the UK and you just joined the staff at Downing Street. After an embarrassing first encounter, you and Gwilym grow closer but then the American Ambassador comes along to No. 10 and is taken with you. Downing Street has seen it`s fair share of political drama but never a love story.
A/N: Loosely based on Love Actually and the first section is definitely inspired by it. Sorry for the delay! I`ve been caught up in Mando fever on my other blog. Please leave feedback (it fuels my writing and motivates me to post) and let me know if you want to be tagged.
Warnings: Swearing, eventual smut
The next day, Benjamin approaches you as you hang your coat up on the rack.
âMorning Miss Y/L/N, Ambassador Mazzello asked me to pass this onto youâ he shoves the envelope into your hand.
âThanksâ you stare at the clearly expensive invitation and look back at Ben.
âI hope you have a good time Y/N but don`t break the PM`s heartâ he sighs and you frown.
âBen!â you shout at his retreating form and wonder if you understood him correctly.
There was no way Gwilym liked you.
Opening the envelope, your fingers trace the parchment and the fancy script detailing the inaugural ball for the new prime minister.
There is another piece of paper inside the invitation that is handwritten.
Dear Y/N,
Thank you for agreeing to accompany me to the ball tonight.
I will have my team come to your apartment to get you ready.
I`m looking forward to seeing you again beautiful.
Joe
Your mouth falls open and Jonathan reads the note over your shoulder.
âI only spoke to him for a few minutesâ you look back at the chef.
âWell love, he seems smitten. Maybe try not to break the heart of our greatest allies ambassadorâ
âThis is too muchâ you shake your head, âwhy me? I`m nothingâ your insecurities rear their ugly head.
âListen to me Y/N, you deserve something nice to happen to you, especially after that dickhead you dated, so just enjoy the experienceâ he rubs your shoulder.
You nod, staring down at the envelope in your hand and gently put it in your bag.
âMiss Y/L/N, please take the Prime Minister some teaâ Mrs Parker barks as she enters the kitchen.
You scramble to get everything ready and Jonathan offers you a small smile, heading back to his prep for dinner.
âCome inâ you hear Gwilym say after you knock on the heavy wood door.
âAh Y/N, you read my mind. I`m parched from reading all of theseâ he points down at the paperwork on this desk and sets his reading glasses down.
âActually Mrs Parker read your mindâ you tease and set the tray down, trying to avoid the mass of paperwork.Â
âWell thank you to both of youâ he smiles and you pour him a cup of tea.
âI can do itâ he reassures you, âI am thirty sixâ he sighs.
âI know but Mrs Parker will have my head. I am already on thin ice as it isâ you set the teapot down and accidentally spill tea on a document.
âShit, I`m so sorry sirâ you reach for the napkin and dab the paper, desperately trying to dry it.
âIt`s okayâ Gwilym promises you.
âI am so clumsy, this is probably important, like national security important and I`ve ruined it with teaâ you rant and he gently gasps your wrist.
âY/N it`s okay, I can get another copyâ his blue eyes are gentle.
âAre you sure?â you whisper and he nods.
âYes, besides, it was boring as fuckâ he chuckles and you grin.
His fingers are still gripping your wrist and he coughs, releasing you and you immediately ache to feel his touch again.
For a minute, his blue eyes meet yours and you can`t help but admire his soft expression, wanting nothing more than to stay here and talk to him for hours on end.
âAre you looking forward to the ball tonight?â he reaches for the almost forgotten cup of tea and takes a sip.
âI am. Ambassador Mazzello has been so kind to get a team to help me get readyâ you shake your head lightly, âbut I feel it`s too much, I have never been to anything like thisâ
Gwilym pauses for a moment and lets a low breath, âYes it was very nice of Ambassador Mazzello to invite youâ you might be imagining it but there is a tinge of annoyance in his voice.
âAnd you`ll be fine. For me, it will be sweet talking all the high society, which I loathe. I would rather talk to the staffâŚthe real peopleâ he sighs.
âWell you can always come and talk to meâ you offer.
âI would talk to you all night if I could Y/Nâ he confesses and your heart skips a beat.
A/N: Okay, yes, I may or may not have written this in less than a day, and no, Iâm not the happiest with it. Then again, Iâm not exactly always happy with what I produce. As long as my works entertain others, thatâs all that matters.
But anywho, I wrote this part of the series in 3rd person Omniscient for Roger because we need to know whatâs going inside that tiny head of his.
Donât forget to leave notes, show your support and interest in my pieces by sending in a reply. All support and feedback is greatly appreciated! :)
Summary: Roger and you spend dinner at the Garrisons, and Roger does some thinking.
(Again, Borhap! or Canon! Rog, whatever tickles your peaches)
WARNINGS: Swearing, slow burn, mentions of sex (nO sMuT), mentions of drugs, alcohol, overthinking(?) idk this part made me a tiny bit sad)
Iâm rating this a T, but the subject matter is a little heavier than my previous parts of this fic. I would advise you to proceed with caution.
Chapter 4: Itâs an Experience
Summary: After walking in on your long-term boyfriend, Harrison, cheating on you and then losing your job the following day; your find yourself broke, jobless, and single for the first time in a long while. In order to make ends meet, your best friend since college, Freddie, suggests you start soliciting explicit photos of yourself, not only to help boost your confidence but to help pay the rent for his band mateâs apartment you just moved into.
A/N: I am loving all of the asks about FSC that I have been getting! Iâm so happy that everyone is enjoying it so far because Iâm having a lot of fun writing it! This chapter features some exciting stuff and fun interactions between Freddie, Roger, and Reader! So I hope you all enjoy it! I love all of the reblogs, comments, likes, and asks Iâve been getting so keep them coming!
Pairing: Roger Taylor x F!Reader
Warnings: Language, mentions of sex work, masturbation, sexual tension, some friendly banter between roger and reader, really corny dirty talk, it makes sense when you read it, not proof read.
Word Count: 2.7k
18+ if you are a minor do NOT interact with this post. This is fictitious content and I own nothing.
You felt out of place to say the least, you most certainly did not like meeting new people, but the cheap vodka and sprite in your solo cup had helped ease your nerves. You were introduced to Brian the guitarist who insisted he knew more than just Wonderwall, John the bassist who was quiet, but you found that he was the perfect counter to Freddieâs eccentric attitude.
Summary: Paired up by a dating program that puts an expiration date to all relationships, Ben and (Y/N) soon begin to question the systemâs logic. Based on the Black Mirror episode Hang The DJ.
Paring: Ben Hardy x Fem! Reader
Warnings: Language, cringe worthy material, light smut (+18 ONLY), light drinking and spoilers of the episode itself.
Word Count: 6,128 words.
Tag Squad: @stonecold-crazy @harrys-kiwi
Note: I wanted to give Ben a hug while I was writing this and this chapter is a trainwreck so I apologize đ
You decided for a bright blue dress this time.
They say bright blue inspires confidence, right?
Going back there to do it all over again didnât inspire you any confidence, you felt more nervous than the previous date and the same old bloody questions rounded your mind like cartoon birds flying around your head, asking yourself if you could just drop off and go, maybe it was against the rules to leave, you didnât want to try and see as the same guard from the first date was still there standing at his corner and ready to set eyes on anyone who tries to alter the course of their perfect loop, only that this time, your table was set a few inches away; you decided to stay strong against those thoughts and kept your bright and hopeful (Y/E/C) eyes on the entrance.
Enemies to Lovers
Rating (by part): T (teen and up)
Word Count (by part): 4.3K
Summary:Â Ever since you hooked up with Roger Taylorâs ex-girlfriend, you and Roger have been sworn enemies. Now, at the same annual New Yearâs Eve party where it all went down last year, you and Roger meet again. Who would have thought you both secretly want to hook up with each other?
Warnings: Cursing, alcohol consumption, enemies to lovers, implied sexual language (donât worry, the smut will come in part 2)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and is not intended to be taken as truth or fact. I do not claim to own Roger Taylor, Queen or any other affiliated names or fictional events. Other details, such as names, locations, and events, are also fictionalized.
Authorâs Note: This is part one of the first installment of my 3K Readerâs Choice Smut Extravaganza! I asked you guys to vote on prompts for each Queen and BoRhap guy, and the prompt that won for Rogerâs category was âEnemies to Loversââso here we are! As per usual, in standard Blake fashion, I ended up writing waaaay more for this story than I originally intended⌠So Iâm turning it into a 3-part miniseries! As soon as this part reaches 350 notes, I will release Part 2!!! So reblog, comment, and spread the word! âĄĚ
Thank you eternally to my beta readers @redspecialty, @just-my-sickly-pride, and @anotheronebitesthedeaks ⥠Thank you as well for all my friends in the Discord! I wouldnât be able to do this without all yâallâs input and suggestions!Â
     Oh, fuck no.
     Roger Taylor watched you walk through the front door of Freddieâs house looking like a scantily-wrapped Christmas present you fully intended someone to unwrap tonight. All sequins and silver and scarlet-lipped smirks, you sauntered into the living room, your hooded eyes scanning the partygoers. Every gaze fell to you as you let the snow-dappled fur coat fall from your shoulders.
     âWhat is it?â Freddie asked beside Roger, following his gaze. When he realized what the commotion was all about, he gasped. âOh!!! Y/N is here!â
     âYou invited her?â Roger grumbled, but Freddie paid him no heed, rushing to the living room to greet you.Â
     âThe Queen herself has arrived!â he announced to the room with an extravagant, arm-sweeping gesture. The guests within earshot cheered. You gave a grand bow and kissed cheeks with Freddie before waving to your friends.Â
     Roger scowled. He couldnât believe you had the nerve to show up here. He downed another shot of peppermint schnapps.Â
Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn.Â
Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest And loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.
Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Observant and assesses others.
Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous. Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does work well with others. Very confidant. Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and others. Understanding. Fun to be around. Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive. Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling. Systematic. Hot but has brains.
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High-spirited.
Youâve got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, youâve got the looks for it!!! IN the next 6 days you will meet someone that may possibly become one of your closest friends.
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about peopleâs feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.
Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. No self-control. Kind hearted. Self-confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an âevery thingâs peachyâ attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer. Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. in need of âthat someoneâ. Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by âno pain no gainâ caring. Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious. âcharmingâ or âbeautifulâ to everyone. stubborn. curious. Independent. Strong willed. A fighter.
Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves peopleâs problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand.
Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesnât pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all.
Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind.
This straight-up means you are the most good-looking person possible⌠Better than all of these other months! Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer.Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. One guy/girl kind of person. Loveable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves music. Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive.
sorry it took awhile to get up!! but here she is!!!! disclaimer: this chapter is a lot of dialogue and not a ton of plot but I think thereâs enough.
word count: almost 2.9k
warnings (by chapter): cursing, a kind of sexual reference?
Roger Taylor was a lot of things, but he definitely wasnât a liar. True to his word, your next lesson was free. And the one after that. To make up for his ditching you for his date.
You hadnât gotten up the courage to ask him about it. It stung, sure, but you knew your irrationality levels were off the charts. It was just one date. Maybe he didnât even like this girl. Maybe they werenât exclusive. Maybe she was blind and didnât like him.Â
Maybe he wasnât into you at all and all the chemistry was in your head.
PM!Gwilym Lee x F!Reader
Summary: Gwilym Lee is the new Prime Minister of the UK and you just joined the staff at Downing Street. After an embarrassing first encounter, you and Gwilym grow closer but then the American Ambassador comes along to No. 10 and is taken with you. Downing Street has seen it`s fair share of political drama but never a love story.
A/N: Loosely based on Love Actually and the first section is definitely inspired by it. I only have a couple of chapters left of On The Frontline so I figured I`d start a new series and this has been in my head for while. As always, please leave feedback (it fuels my writing and motivates me to post) and let me know if you want to be tagged.
Warnings: Swearing, eventual smut
âY/N, straighten yourself upâ the housekeeper, Mrs Parker, tuts and shakes her head at you.
âYes ma`amâ you nod, double checking your blouse and pencil skirt, confused when you find everything is fine.
âShe yelled at me for looking too gormless a minute agoâ Jonathan, the executive chef chuckles, âshe`s just nervous and anxious to impress the new oneâÂ
âWell she certainly has her work cut out, I hear he`s a right nobâ you scoff.
âNow Miss Y/L/N, we shan`t have that kind of language in this householdâ Ben, the new private secretary scolds you.
âYes Mr Hardyâ you sigh.
âWhere is he anyway? He`s lateâ Ben mutters.
âProbably saying goodbye to Her Majestyâ Mrs Parker remarks and runs a critical eye over the line of staff, nodding in satisfaction.
âThe Queen does tend to ramble onâ Jonathan whispers to you and you can`t help but giggle.
âHere he comes, act lively everyoneâ Mrs Parker announces and stands to attention at the front of the line.
The door opens and the room is shrouded in camera flashes, yells from the journalists hanging around outside assault your ears.
With the black door closed, everyone can recover their sigh and hearing but before you could see the new leader of the United Kingdom, Mrs Parker stood right in front of you.
âWelcome to Downing Street Prime Ministerâ Mrs Parker smiles and holds her hand out, âMy name is Mrs Parker, I am the house keeperâÂ
âWonderful to meet you Mrs Parker, I have heard so many great things about youâ his voice is deep and smooth, oozing the charm that is a prerequisite for becoming a politician.
âThis is Terrence, he is in chargeâ she points at the older man.
âNice to meet you, I had an uncle named Terrence once. I think he was a pervert but I very much like the look of youâ he rambles slightly.
Curiosity grabs you and you lean forward, anxious to meet him in person but Jonathan steps in front of you.
âPleasure to meet you Prime Minister, I am the head chef so just tell me what you want to eat and I`ll whip it upâ he lets out a nervous chuckle.
âGood to know, I`m a simple bloke so meat, veg and potatoes will win me over every timeâÂ
âSounds good sirâ Jonathan nods and steps back.
You finally get a good look at your new boss and you freeze.
He is bloody gorgeous! Tall with piercing blue eyes that radiate authoritative kindness.
No wonder he won the majority of the female voters over.
âFucking hellâ you blurt out and immediately blush.
âOh my god I`m so sorryâ you cover your mouth with your hand.
Mrs Parker is fuming and you are certain you are going to be sacked.
âThis is Y/N Y/L/N, she`s new like youâ Mrs Parker grits her teeth.
Jonathan looks at you with humourous horror yet the worst reaction is from the Prime Minister.
He pauses and you think he is going to yell at you but he surprises you.
The foyer of No. 10 echoes with the sound of his laughter.
The new PM grins and shakes his head, âit`s okayâ he reassures you.
âI promised myself I wouldn`t swear but I`ve fucked that upâŚshitâ you close your eyes.
He just chuckles once more and his smile fascinates you.
âHonestly, it`s okayâ he promises, âI`m surprised I didn`t let out the odd fuck or two when I was campaigningâ
You let out a relieved sigh and smile at him, his blue eyes trace your face and he seems stuck until Ben steps forward, holding his hand out.
âBenjamin Hardy sir, the new private secretaryâ he introduces himself.
âAh Mr Hardy, we will be seeing a lot of each other over the next five yearsâ he shakes the shorter man`s hand.
âI`ll be in soon with the new paperwork sirâ Ben nods.
âAh the joys of setting up a cabinetâ the Prime Minister muses.
âCome along sir, I shall show you your quarters and your officeâ Mrs Parker shuffles forward but not without a glare in your direction that warns you she will be dealing with you later.
The Prime Minister glances down the line at his staff one last time before following the housekeeper.
âWell I think that went splendidlyâ Jonathan smirks.
âFuck offâ you shove him.
âThat`s the exact kind of language that got you into this mess Y/Nâ Harriet, one of the junior housekeepers giggles.
âI`m fuckedâ you curse, not knowing if you mean your attraction to the most powerful man in the country or the precarious status of your position.
Mrs Parker returns an hour later and calls you into her office with a bark.
âMiss Y/L/Nâ
âYes ma`amâ you stand in front of her desk.
âI am disgusted by your behaviour with the Prime Minister but he seems to find it amusing. He requested that I forgive your indiscretion this time so I am following his orders to keep you onâ she states and you let off a deep breath.
âThank you so much, I promise it will not happen again ma`amâ you smile gratefully.
âJust remember that if it were down to me, you would be firedâ she warns, ânow please fetch the Prime Minister some teaâÂ
You nod and head straight to the kitchen to retrieve the tea tray.
Tags: Smut, size kink, belly bulge, dirty talk, mentions of the word little girl, blow jobs, handjobs, eating out, all the good stuff really
Word Count: 4,161
Authors Note: Iâm back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and how did I never write size kink before?! I mean damn where have I been
also thank you so much anon for sending this in!!!!!!!!!!!
Likes and Reblogs are appreciated! :)
âI did tell you it was the end of September.â Gwil teased as you sat on his counter and rubbed your arms and legs together. His house was freezing and you had come dressed still for summer in your short-sleeved shirt and high wasted spandex shorts.
âWell maybe if you closed some windows Gwil.â you teased back as he shook his head and shoved the bag of popcorn in the microwave as the last rays of sunshine caught his brown hair.
âBesides you remember my rule! I let summer last as long as possible and will not take out sweaters and leggings before October. Itâs been my rule forever Mr. Grumpy Pants.â You taunt as he shakes his head with a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
âGo to my room and snag one of my sweaters before you turn blue and your mom never lets us hang out again,â Gwil says as he rifles through the fridge to pull out some drinks for both of you.
PLOT; You are working on Queenâs latest tour as an apprentice sound technician, but this apprenticeship is going to be harder than you thought. Not only do you fall for the drummer who is forty-four years older than you, but he falls for you too. With Sarina on tour alongside her husband of nearly twenty years, this is going to be an affair to remember.
A/N; Thank you so much for the support on this fic so far, Iâm honestly beyond appreciative. This has a little of everything and I hope you all enjoy what it has to offer as I did rather enjoy writing this. As always, just message/dm to be added to the tag list (which is phenomenal already and still growing) and feedback is appreciated!
WARNINGS; 18+/21+, Smut, Sexual scenes, Strong sexual language, fluff, angst, etc.
CHAPTER TITLE; A Conversation withâŚ
Sarina had left the room with the burden of her suspicions lifted. You on the other felt like you had the weight of the world on your shoulders. As soon as the door was closed you rushed over to the bed, almost tripping over your own feet. You grabbed the phone from the bedside and immediately opened a new message to the only person you knew had to know.
plot: reader travels back in time to the 1970s and bumps into queen in their early days.
hi so three weeks later but itâs finally here. i hope you all like it. the image picture is what she wears to the wedding reception and smut warning! ive been going through a lot lot so please bear with the crappy writing. I hope you all liked it!
also disclaimer: this is based on my fictional version of 1974 roger taylor, not the real him so yeah :)
John and Veronica kissed and despite your circumstances and the current turmoil in your head, you felt elated for them. You were so glad they decided to let you be a part of this and witness it. They said their vows and exchanged the rings and you could feel Rogerâs eyes on you throughout and you sighed.
When was he going to stay mad till? He had to forgive you sometime, and somehow. He couldnât just stay mad at you forever, and if only he knew the real reason behind why you talked to Brian.
This was never going to get any easier, was it?
You tried your best to not look at him, but it was hard. He was the reason you were here; you were his plus one and you were his date. He couldnât just keep ignoring that.
Just after the wedding, you were supposed to head to the hotel for lunch. John and Veronica walked out of the church, hand in hand and everybody followed. You stuck close to the girls as you walked over to the hotel. There was a buffet of dishes that looked absolutely delicious but food was the last thing on your mind right now, especially since Roger wasnât talking to you. He had to come around though. How long was he going to keep this up? To your relief, John, of all people, came over to you and smiled, saying âCome on, you must be starvingâ
âCongratulations, John. It was a beautiful ceremonyâ You smiled and he slung his arm around your shoulders.
âThank you for coming, Y/N. I know Rogerâs being a right ass to you right now, but heâll come around. That boy canât go a day without youâ He said and you laughed.
âI hope he doesâ You said. You approached the hotel ballroom, where the reception was supposed to be held tonight. John and Veronica were for sure hurrying things up with all the ceremonies, but soon the boys were supposed to go on tour.
The ballroom wasnât too full of people, but stepping inside and spotting Roger made you sick to the stomach. He was staring at you, but his eyes had such a blank and cold look to them. You almost felt hungover. Last night, things had been completely fine. Youâd been sick with a headache, but Roger was taking care of you, and today was so different.
Words :Â 2, 200 K +
Warnings : none just drooling over our Benny boy
Summary : You always had a thing for men in uniform. And when the hottest fireman cross your path, you canât think about anything else. (+18!!!)
Note : I just hit 600 followers (omg!!!) so to thank you all, Iâm releasing my first chapter of my new Ben!fic where he is a hot fireman. So, I know very well Ben isnât just a body and all but in this fic Reader gonna drool a lot over that, worshiping his beautiful body because she is a thirsty little thing. Anyway, I had the idea around two weeks ago when I saw a hot fireman in my street, blond with green eyesâŚyeah Ben popped in my mind for the role :))) Also there gonna be smut in most of the chapters (not this one!!) so if you have any kinks or anything smutty related you want to read about youâre more than welcome to pop in my inbox and send me ideas honey babies !!! I want to try to diversify the steamy part so everything is welcome ( clothes, toys, place, positionâŚwhatever float your boat) . This chapter is rather slow but smut is coming in the next chapter ;)Â
Summary: Mr. Taylor hires you to babysit his two kids. (For argumentâs sake, Reader is 18/19/20⌠whatever you want her to be, so sheâs legal. If I donât clarify this someone will have something to say.)
Language. Smut. (Because I canât seem to write without either.) Age gap. Everything. If youâre under 18 go find something else to read because this isnât for you, dude.
Word count: ~4k
[A/N: As always, the next one will be posted if this one gets at least 300 notes. đđź AND thank you bunches to @toomuchlove-willkillyou for doing a quick beta read for me so I didnât crash and burn.]
âDid you hear a single thing I just said, Y/N?â The air is full of the combined smell of her perfume and cigarette smoke and she has the most awful music playing on the radio. Youâre not focused on any of that, though. Youâre not focused on anything your friend Eileen is talking about either. âWhere are you?â she laughs. âYouâre clearly not here with me.â
Your physical being is there, but your mind is miles away in the one place you wish your body was. You look at her apologetically and smile. âIâm sorry. I donât know where I went.â Eileen is your best friend and you feel terrible for being absent minded. The two of you havenât been spending much time together lately and youâre trying to make it up to her by having her over before going to your afternoon class, but youâre mind just doesnât want to cooperate.
Professor! Gwilym Lee x Reader (a series)
Summary: Youâre taking his poetry class your last semester of undergrad. Just keep one thing in mind, you can learn a lot about a personâs character from the type of poetry they read
Thursday night at Hendersonâs and his invitation
Brian May and Roger Taylor singing to each other <3
WHAT IS HAPPENING OMG IâM CRYING THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL
WHAT IS THIS. I LOVE IT
My heart was pounding when Roger sang! đąđđâĽ
This is the video for it:Â http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfyqGLK-M74
Legit to reblog this another time. It has softened my heart. đ
