This will make you cry.

All this about not getting to see John Lennon on twitter but I think the real tragedy is that Freddie Mercury never had an instagram

InstaGlam

I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE

Hello, darling

what if you were my idol turned best friend who everyone in the league knew i was completely gone for. and what if i drafted you first on the team i was captaining for the all star game after begging the captains going before me not to pick you. and what if absolutely nobody was surprised. what if the emcee and tate mcrae already knew who i Wanted Before Going To Bed last night and i was so crazypossessive even sports writers knew i’d pulverise anyone who took you from me. and what if i told reporters after that this was my longtime dream come true. and what if you told them that all you wanted to do now was to make your captain happy. and what if… after all that... you put my hoodie on and did a live interview in front of god and gary bettman.

listening to queen is never the same once you learn brian may is ALSO an astrophysicist

After All These Years…

Requested by the lovely, @rockyroadthepastryarchy: I was wondering if I could request a present!roger fic? he and the reader have been married for forever, and are very sarcastic and bantery with each other but are very in love. She also visits the borhap set all the time, and the cast/crew adores her and see her as a second mom (especially ben) and she’s super heckin protective of them? Thanks babe and best wishes💕

I loved this request, it’s not exactly what you asked for but, nonetheless I hope you’ll enjoy it!

Warnings: kind of an AU Roger?

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YN and Roger had been together going on 41 years. After meeting in 1978 during Queen’s ‘Jazz’ tour, the two had fallen madly in love… despite being over 10 years apart in age. YN was only 19 when they got together, but to them age was always just a number.

In 1980 the couple welcomed their first child, a boy. Lennon Brian Taylor. That was also the year Roger’s infidelity made the tabloids. YN wasn’t sure if it was the first time he had strayed during their relationship, but she hoped it would be the last. Even if was the last time, she despised him for cheating on her, but she couldn’t leave. Their newborn son needed his father, and despite being a cheating husband he was anything but a bad father. So she stayed.

Roger was sure he was dreaming when he came home to find YN asleep in their bed and their baby son asleep in the bassinet beside her. He was sure she would be halfway across the country after news of his affair made the papers. He couldn’t for the life of him understand why she stayed, but he was glad she did. So, to be certain his wife and baby weren’t figments of his jet lagged imagination, he climbed in bed behind his wife and nuzzles his face in her neck.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I’m so sorry.” He cried, his salty tears dripping down his cheeks and into YN’s hair.

YN didn’t answer him that day, she didn’t break things or yell as Roger had expected her do do. He even asked her to, because any kind of emotion— even bad or angry ones were better than none. Even Freddie and John told her that the silent treatment was destroying Roger. He was showing up to recording sessions drunk, crying over the photographs he kept if YN and the baby in his wallet every time they went out to a pub.

But YN held her ground and she didn’t speak to him for nearly two weeks after the incident became public. One day she lost it. He kept repeating himself, over and over again.

“I’m so sorry baby, please forgive me. It meant nothing it will never happen again.”

“Oh, really Roger? That’s all you have to say for yourself is ‘I’m sorry’?? Tell me this, are you truly sorry it happened or are you only sorry you got caught? The only reason I haven’t left yet is because of this precious boy right here. And because we made a vow, Roger! For better or worse, and this, I hope is the worst our marriage will be.” She spat, attempting to whisper-yell so not to disturb the baby nursing from her.

Tears rolled down his cheeks as he sat next to his wife in their bed and stroked the baby’s cheek.

“No, YN. I love you and only you. I made a mistake. I know that’s no excuse but I was drunk and missing you, but I’ll never stray again. I promise you, my love.”

She still made him sleep on the couch for nearly an entire month after they had spoken about it. She knew staying silent and distant would hurt him the most, because despite what he had done, she knew deep down she was his everything. She just wanted to hurt him as badly as he hurt her, without doing exactly as he had done. She would never, ever be unfaithful to the man she loves.

After that month of torture, they never spoke of the news or the woman again. From the day she forgave him he vowed never to be unfaithful or do anything to jeopardize their relationship again. Lennon and YN were all that mattered to him and he did everything in his power to show them and tell them that every day, cards, love letters, flowers and even notes in their children’s school lunches.

Not once in the next 40 years was Roger Taylor ever in the paper for anything that wasn’t good news. In fact, if anything Roger’s one time indiscretion brought them closer than ever. Sure, they bickered about little things and everyday issues like who’s turn it was to change diapers or walk the dog, but never again did they doubt their feelings for one another nor did Roger find comfort in anyone but his wife. She was and still is his everything. His Queen, his love, his soulmate. The only one who really understands him.

In late 1997, Roger and YN welcomed their second and third children, their miracle twins. After a miscarriage and a still birth, Roger and YN never thought they’d be blessed with another life, let alone two. Farrah May Taylor and Deacon Roger Taylor. Named for the two friends that kept them together all those years ago, their angel himself (Freddie ~Farrokh~) and (John ~Deacon~).

—present—

“Roger Meddows Taylor, if I have to tell you to get out of bed one more time, you won’t be sleeping in said bed this evening.” YN Taylor said to her husband as she placed a cup of coffee on his bedside table and kissed his cheek in morning greeting.

“Oh, my love. Must you be so dramatic? We’ve slept in the same bed every night for nearly 40 years. I doubt that will change now.” He groaned, but smiled, ridding his eyes of sleep and taking a slip of his black, yet lightly sweetened coffee before kissing his wife good morning.

“Benjamin will be here any moment to pick up Farrah for brunch.” YN smiled.

“What?! He’s taking her to brunch?” Roger gasped, nearly spitting out his coffee at the idea of his daughter dating his movie counter part.

“Speaking of dramatics, my dear. They’ve been dating nearly 4 months. Don’t act surprised that he’s taking her to breakfast.” His wife scoffed, walking into the kitchen.

Roger all but jumped out of bed and slid on his slippers and robe before joining his wife at the breakfast table.

“Should I tell her she’s too young to date? Remember when she was 4, I picked her up from nursery school and she told me she had a boyfriend? All I had to do was buy her ice cream and that boy was forgotten as fast as yesterday’s news. Think it’ll still work?”

“Darling, she’s 21, the same age I was when I gave birth to Lennon. Now, eat your eggs before they go cold.” YN patronized for taking his hand across the table and kissing the rosary tattoo up his hand

“But, but— she’s my baby!” He stuttered, in a whiny voice putting on a fake pout. “And besides, he’s 28!”

“My love, may I remind you that you were 30 when we began dating and I was only 19. Even younger than she is now, and he is younger than you were. We should be the last to speak about age gaps.” YN Taylor could always talk sense into her husband, no matter his feelings on the issue.

Just then their daughter emerged from her bedroom with a bright smile on her face and greeted her parents good morning.

“Morning daddy, morning mum.” Farrah smiled as she kissed her father on the cheek before doing the same to her mother and walking out the door.

“I should have never suggested him for the part and this never would have happened.” Roger huffed, setting down his coffee and pushing aside his eggs and bacon.

—2016 flashback—

One day in 2016 while the couple as washing dishes after dinner, Roger stood behind his wife with his hands around her waist and peppered her cheeks with kisses.

“Rog, stop! I’m trying to clean up. I love you, but grab a dish cloth and dry something will ya? Make those hands of yours useful.” YN giggled.

“Oh baby, if I recall, you thought they were plenty useful last night.” He smirked, doing as his wife asked and pulling the dish towel from her shoulder.

That night as they laid in bed, he brought up the idea of the BoRhap movie to his love, and the boy he had in mind to play his younger self, Mr. Ben Hardy. Her response?

“Really baby? You’re ego isn’t big enough? You need to be immortalized on television?” She giggled, looking at some of Ben’s headshots.

“Besides, this young boy has abs. You have never had abs my love.” She said, turning to her side to look properly at her husband and rub his tummy, that had become quite obviously bigger in the last 40 years.

“Shove off.” He chuckled before kissing his wife good night and turning off the bedside lamp.

—— present again ——

Roger was ripped from his thoughts when his wife came over and sat on his knee in the dining chair and picked at his bacon.

“Oi, woman! That’s my bacon.” Roger quipped, pinching his wife’s behind as he took a sip of his coffee.

“Hey! I had your children, mister. Plus, I made this bacon. Bacon for babies is a good trade, don’t ya think?” YN smiled and Roger just laughed, giving a quiet “touché” as his love clambered off of his lap before beckoning for her youngest son to wake up.

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That evening the Taylor gang decided to invite the BoRhap cast (boys, Lucy and Tom Hollander (Jim Beach)) as well as Bri and Deaky over for dinner.

Jokes were told, stories were shared and even embarrassing home videos of the Taylor children were shown.

“Gee, thanks dad. Ben’s going to dump me now!” Farrah joked as her father played a video of her at 7 years old dressed up as Freddie Mercury’s Live Aid mini-me for Halloween complete with the moustache.

Ben just laughed and pulled her closer into his lap as they sat next to YN and Roger on the sofa.

“I don’t know, babe. I think I see why you dig me in my Rogerina get up now.” Ben winked.

“Oi! Don’t corrupt my baby, mister Hardy.” Roger lamely scolded as his wife smacked his chest playfully before kissing him sweetly and a little too long and passionately.

“Ok mum, your children are present.” Deacon murmured, trying to put an end to his parents make out session. Though, after everything they’d been through, their children were secretly ecstatic that their parents were still so in love after 40 years together.

As the gathering came to an end, and the cast aside from the real Brian and Deaky had left, the oldest Taylor child and his wife decided to make an announcement.

“Mum, dad, Julia and I are having a baby!” Lennon blurted. Farrah and Deacon were the first to congratulate their brother, while YN looked at her husband with tears of joy in her eyes. Still sitting in his lap on the sofa, she leaned into her husband’s lips and whispered,

“It’s a good life, Roger Taylor.”

I feel personally attacked.

7 Years

Pairing: Jake Seresin x f!reader

Warnings: None. Just a lot of fluff and nerdy stuff. Childhood best friends to lovers. Do not copy!

AN: I absolutely love incorporating songs with my stories and I have this song on my playlist, and I got this idea. I have been at a terrible writer's block, but luckily, I was able to get this story done just in time for Valentine's.

Summary: All the times Jake asked you to marry him and all the times you turned him down... until one day it was different.

Just a Little Bit of Your Heart

Hey y’all, I know I’ve been super MIA since uni started up again. I hope this angsty H piece makes up for it. 🤗

Warnings: angst, sadness

Pairing: Harry x reader

Note: no copyright infringement is intended with the use of JALBOYH lyrics (performed by: Ariana Grande/Songwriters: Harry Edward Styles / Johan Carlsson© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group)

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Harry Styles has been there for YN LN through all of her most painful moments in life. That is until he becomes her pain.

When YN was 5 she broke her arm falling off the playground at nursery school, and Harry had been there to pick her up, literally and figuratively. The 7 year old carried her all the way to the infirmary in the school.

When she was 7 her parents divorced, and 9 year old Harry had been there with tissues and ice cream. Her shoulder to cry on, because he too had been through that pain.

When she was 15 she got her first period. 17 year old Harry, her best friend had been there getting her a heating pad and watching Disney movies.

When she was 17 and he was 19 and her date to the spring formal had ditched her for the most popular girl in school, Harry put on his best suit, bought her flowers and paraded her around as if she had just won Miss Universe.

But when she is 22, 24 year old Harry was no longer there for her.

I don’t ever ask you where you’ve been

And I don’t feel the need to

Know who you’re with

I can’t even think straight but I can tell

You were just with her

YN knows he’s out with the new most important woman in his life. Camille. The name burned in the back of her throat. Every time she says the name it feels as though someone lit a match on her tongue.

Lately, he’s blown off their plans more times than she can count. The weekly Friday night movie binge they’ve had since she was 6 and he was 8, has become a thing of the past. Yet the moment he calls her because he’s upset about something Camille did she answers the phone and goes running to him, though she knows he doesn’t deserve it.

And I’ll still be a fool, I’m a fool for you

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit of your heart is all I want

Just once, she wants him to call her for no reason, like he used to every day at 3 o’clock, no matter what he was doing or where he was. Just once, she wants him to blow off the plans he made with her and start putting YN first again.

Nothing’s ever easy

That’s what they say

I know I’m not your only

But I’ll still be a fool

‘Cause I’m a fool for you

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit of your heart is all I want

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit is all I’m asking for

Not to mention, YN wouldn’t dare tell Harry how she felt. Not because she was afraid or ashamed, but because she doesn’t really know how. She wishes things would go back to how they were before. Her and him against the world, forever. She misses him. His voice. His touch. His smile. The sound of his heart beating as she laid her head on his chest when they cuddled. Everything. And he doesn’t even know it.

I don’t ever tell you how I really feel

'Cause I can’t find the words to say what I mean

And nothing’s ever easy

That’s what they say

I know I’m not your only

But I’ll still be a fool

'Cause I’m a fool for you

In a way, she’s kind of come to accept she’s taken second or third place in his life at this point, but she’s decided to grin and bare it. She still has Anne and Gemma and her other friends to lean on.

She sees the way Anne and Gemma have looked at her lately. It’s as if they know it too. She’s losing him.

It isn’t only the distance between them that makes it obvious. It’s the fact that his eyes have become a little less bright when he looks at her. It’s the fact that his voice has a little less emotion in it when he speaks to her. That’s when she knows she’s truly lost him. Lost her place in his life, and she took it over. But at least she still has a place in his life… even if it’s not the place she wants to be. She’s happy, he’s happy.

I know I’m not your only

But at least I’m one

I heard a little love is better than none

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit of your heart is all I want

Just a little bit of your heart

Just a little bit is all I’m asking for

parenthood part twenty three: forever & always, and then some

a/n: oh boy! 12k words to (hopefully) feed your parenthood craving. i am already dying to know what you all think of this, so please don't hesitate to hop into the comments or my ask box to talk! hope you enjoy! reblogs are appreciated :)

warnings: angst warning. swearing, verbal arguments, anxiety, panic attack, crying, kissing

ambivalence masterlist , parenthood masterlist

parenthood part twenty three: forever & always, and then some

a/n: oh boy! 12k words to (hopefully) feed your parenthood craving. i am already dying to know what you all think of this, so please don't hesitate to hop into the comments or my ask box to talk! hope you enjoy! reblogs are appreciated :)

warnings: angst warning. swearing, verbal arguments, anxiety, panic attack, crying, kissing

ambivalence masterlist , parenthood masterlist

Daddy is a Drummer

For @wingardiumlevidonewithlife who asked: Hi!! Can I request a Ben x reader where they have a daughter and she’s like 2, and her and the reader visit ben on set of bohrhap. And Ben’s all like happy cuz he hasn’t seen them in a while and like showing off his girls to the cast and roger and brian amd just everyone and a lot of fluff!!! thank you!!!

Warnings: FLUFF!

Pairing: Ben x Reader

A/N: this was so fun! Requests are open!

Gif - @/lizbidsqueenblog: how I picture Ben in the drumming scene.

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“Hey, Vi… do you want to FaceTime daddy? You can tell him we’re on a road trip but you can’t tell him where we’re going ok? It’s a secret.” You smile, helping your toddler into her car seat before handing her your iPhone ringing Ben. Frankie hops in the passenger seat beside YN as they leave the driveway.

After several rings Ben finally picks up the phone and Violet lets out a blood curdling scream. Looking back in your rear view mirror, your eyes widen at her reaction to seeing her father.

“Baby love, what’s the matter?” YN coos. Instantly tears rush down the toddler’s face.

“Y-you’re not daddy!” Violet cries, handing YN the phone.

Though YN can’t see him, YN knows Ben is probably just as confused on the other end of the phone. Pulling over the car, YN takes the phone from her shaking baby girl. That’s when she sees Ben in full Roger Taylor get up. Though it’s really only a wig, she could see how her 2 year old may not recognize her father.

“Wow… do I look that bad? I thought I looked rather handsome.” Ben laughs as his wife appears on screen.

“Oh, baby, do you ever.” YN smirks, admiring her husband.

“Oh yeah? Maybe they’ll let me keep the wig and I can do things to you while I’m wearing it later.” Ben jokes, raising his eyebrows.

YN laughs, while also trying to comfort their daughter.

“Shhhh, it’s okay, Vi. It really is daddy, he’s just wearing a costume. Here.” YN says, giving the phone back to Violet.

“Hi, Vi. Sweetie, it’s daddy. I’ve just got a wig on, my love. See?” He asks over the phone, pulling off his wig to show his daughter it really is daddy.

“Oh,” she sniffles, wiping her nose on her coat sleeve.

“Hi, dada!” She smiles, blowing Ben a million kisses.

“Hi, baby love. Can uncle Joe have a kiss? He’s here too, see?” Ben says, putting the camera on his costar.

“Hi, Vi! I miss you!” Joe says, blowing the toddler a kiss.

“What are you doing today my love?” Ben asks.

“Mumma, Fwankie and me on woad twip.” Violet cheers.

“Really? Where are you going?” He asks curiously. Not all that convinced that his daughter is telling the truth.

Usually when the family leaves for the day Frankie is fine on her own, their neighbour Ms. Ren just takes her for a walk.

“Oh, dada, can’t tell you. Sshh, secwet.” The baby giggles.

“Oh, it is, is it? Can you pass the phone to mumma, please baby?”

“Hey babe! I really am driving right now, so I can’t take the phone. I’ll call you later okay?” YN yells as her daughter hands the phone to her.

“Oh, okay. Love you baby, be safe!”

“Love you too babes.” YN smiles.

“Whew, Vi. That was a close one, daddy may have almost caught on.”

Violet just giggles as Frankie makes her way from the passenger seat to the back seat beside her and licks her face.

“I wove you too Fwanks.”

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Meanwhile on the Bo Rhap set, Ben was in his trailer with Joe and the boys playing FIFA and waiting for craft services to set up lunch. Totally unfocused on the game in front of him, he kept looking at the photos around him instead. One was his and YN’s wedding photo, another was a picture of him and Violet having some skin to skin time on the day she was born and another was a family photo taken by YN’s mother last Christmas. Violet sat in his lap, his arm around YN with her head on his shoulder and Frankie laying across the 2 of them with her head in Violet’s lap.

“Oi, Ben. You good mate?” Gwil asks, pausing the X Box and shaking his friend’s knee.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry, I just miss my girls.” He smiles sadly.

Just then there’s a knock on his trailer door. When he opens it he sees the real Roger Taylor holding his little girl in his arms and his wife holding a pink leash with Frankie on the end of it.

“Supwise, dada! We hewe!” Violet cheers, leaning forward in Roger’s arms in hopes her dad will take her.

Somewhat shocked, but totally excited he reaches for his daughter and leans forward to kiss his wife hello.

“Hi, baby. Surprise!” She giggled into the kiss, at the same time Violet attempts to push their faces apart.

“Sorry, sorry. Let’s go inside.” Ben laughs, pecking Violet’s cheek.

YN let’s Frankie off her leash and she runs straight for Joe and Gwil on the couch.

Ben sees his dog lounging across his friends on his trailer couch and decides to sit on the couch opposite them with his wife and daughter, allowing Roger to squeeze in also.

“You showed up just in time YN. If the boys and I had to listen to him drone on and on about how home sick he is and how much he misses you, I may have slapped him.” Roger laughs, taking Violet from Ben as she asked to be picked up by “uncle Roger.”

“Yeah, he had to forfeit our game of FIFA because he couldn’t stop looking at your photos.” Joe smiles, and Ben kicks him in the shin.

YN just smiles and kisses his cheek.

“You know, baby… it’s only 2 hours from home to set. You could come home more than just on weekends.” YN jokes.

“I want to, but I’ll never know if I’m going to get called in at 3 am or something for a reshoot.” Ben pouts, and YN traces his lips with her finger affectionately.

Soon Violet and Frankie begin to get antsy being cooped up in the trailer.

“Want to tour the set, Vi?” Joe asks, taking her from Roger.

“Yeah! I pway drums, daddy?” She asks, smiling mischievously at Ben.

“Sure, bubba. I think we can manage that.”

Heading to the Rainbow Room set, Ben sits down at his drum kit as Joe sets Violet down to run to her dad.

As she climbs up on her father’s lap the cast stares at the pair lovingly.

“What song should we play Vi?” Ben asks, kissing her head and grabbing the drumsticks.

“Best Fwend!” She cheers. Brian enters the set from backstage and chuckles. Picking up his guitar he offers to help Ben out. Rami comes on stage, kisses Violet hello and picks up his microphone as YN holds Frankie; Roger, Joe, Lucy and Gwil also watch from the table and chairs set up in front of the makeshift set.

“Ready Vi? Uncle Rami is going to sing and every time I count to 3 I want you to tap the cymbal ok?”

After the song is over Violet turns to her father and says,

“Daddy, you no good. I ask Rwog next time.”

Causing the whole audience to burst out laughing and Frankie to bark in agreement.

NYC Night 11 - 08.09.2022

CONFIRMED 🎉👩🏾‍⚖️

Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson will become the 116th Associate Justice of the US Supreme Court and the FIRST Black woman to sit in the highest court.

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Congrats, Harry! 🎉🥳

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