The Tale of the Freddie GhostLara smiled as she watched him move up there on the stage at Wembley. He was so beautiful and full of life. It was hard to fathom that he was gone now. She gazed at the TV screen, her eyes sparkling with love for the man strutting back and forth as he sang out clear and beautiful, and for a moment or two Lara felt a sense of sadness. It was about that time in the year. Two months before she and her mother and sister had celebrated his birthday. Now the time was approaching to light a candle for his death. In fact, it was the next day.The Tale of the Freddie Ghost3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She'd been a Freddie fan practically her whole life. He'd died when she was eight years old, and she remembered her mother crying when the world found out the great Freddie Mercury had passed away. Her mother, Jane, had barely recovered from the day before when everyone found out he had AIDS. Lara remembered her mother had been depressed for a mo
SqueezeAuthor's Note: This is a slash story!! Don't like slash then don't read this, for it contains slash...Queen slash. Freddie/Brian and Roger/John in particular.Squeeze7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This story is rated PG-13 for alcohol usage, some swearing, and mild sexual content.
"Why exactly did Freddie invite us all over?" asked the shy bassist John Deacon, trying to keep his luggage up so it wouldn't fall out of his grip.
"There was a pesky leak in my water tank so Freddie decided to let me stay at his place until it was fixed but it looks like it wasn't enough having just me with him," replied Roger, while he knocked the door to the flamboyant frontman's house. A loud and annoyed sigh came from the guitarist Brian May.
"It's probably another scam to throw some party," he said in frustration. The door opened and Freddie came out to greet them, even though he looked like he just woke up due to the fact he was still in his pajamas.
"Hello, darlings!" he said cheerfully, "Come in! Come in!"
Freddie led the others inside a
TrousersTitle: TrousersTrousers6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Anna V. AKA Dravonzi, Happychupacabra
Assistant: Brianna AKA Kaity-bear, Bribaa
Pairings: One-sided Joger, implied Frian, brotherly Freaky
Warnings: Mild language, sexual innuendo
"Freddie," said John as he leaned over the frontman's shoulder, "I don't understand something here."
Freddie made a gesture as he applied his make-up in the mirror, without turning to look at John.
"Then tell me, dear."
John sighed, then quickly said to him, "Why the hell did you give me a pair of Roger's pants?"
Brian had just entered the dressing room just as John mentioned "Roger's pants" and Freddie giggled hysterically, covering his buck-toothed mouth as he laughed. With a blank expression, the guitarist stared at John.
"What is Freddie up to?" Brian asked, with a raised eyebrow.
Freddie finally managed to control his laughter, but a large smirk remained on his face.
"It's Project Deaky Roggie, May-flower," winked Freddie. Brian grumbled at his new affectionate title.
Save Me/Comfortably NumbHe threw the vase at the wall, and it shattered into a million pieces. A million tiny, meaningless pieces. He couldn't stand this feeling. He needed to get out. Go somewhere. A bar maybe. Get drunk, whatever. Just make this terrible emptiness go away.Save Me/Comfortably Numb3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'll erase the memories
Brian was almost to the door when someone else got there first. Anita walked in carrying the children on her hip. She shut the door, surveyed the mess, and exhaled heavily. She said nothing to Brian, but turned to the children and said, "We're going away on vacation for a little while. We'll see daddy soon." And she turned back out the way she came in, only seconds earlier.
I'm naked and I'm far from home
And so Brian did all he could allow himself to do. He fell to his knees and began to sob. He shook and he shivered, unable to control himself.
I hang my head and I advertise- a soul for sale or rent.
Brian was crashing. He couldn't feel. His wife had left, along with his sweet children. But to Brian, it bare
FlagI awake to his alarm going off, and roll over to see hes not in bed.Flag3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see his uniform still crisp in the closet
I carefully start to sneak in the kitchen to surprise him.
I stop in the living room when I see the case out of the corner of my eye.
The case with his flag... and medals...
I'm quickly overwhelmed by the flood of memories..
The day he left for deployment, and promised me he'd be okay,
The day the two men in uniform knocked at my door,
And the day they handed me that flag...
Slowly I crawl back to the bedroom, and clutch his pillow close,
His lingering scent is all I have left.
Art And Science________________________________________Art And Science1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Tell me again why I'm doing this?" he asked as he inspected his reflection in the mirror.
"Don't look at me." Brian did his best to keep the smile from his face. "You volunteered for this mission without looking into all the details. You said you could pick it up exactly where it was left off. You graciously volunteered me as your partner without asking if I wanted to be involved. Therefore, you get to be the girl."
Roger replied with a curt huff and a tug on the hem of his dress.
Being the overachieving spy he was, Roger had a habit of signing up for any mission that came about without a worry as to where he would end up. As his partner, Brian has found himself chasing renegade thugs in China, looking for rogue agents in Budapest, and infiltrating a ring of illegal drug pushers in Central America.
And that was just last week.
As the overprotective best friend of said overachieving Spy, Brian accepted Roger's insatiable need to rid the world o
21 gunsToday is the day,21 guns3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I watch from a window, twisting the ring on my finger.
Slowly bridesmaids, flower girls, and the rest of the party file in
My stomach is tied in knots.
I love him more then I ever thought I could love.
I lower my veil and make my way inside.
I stand between our parents,
And I notice the ring on his necklace,
How handsome he is in his uniform,
And the picture of us peaking out of his pocket.
Tears fill my eyes as I stroke his cheek,
And I feel the flowers drop from my hand.
As I take my seat I hear the preacher, but I am not listening.
His mother takes my hand as we both cry.
The pallbearers slowly carry him outside,
And the sound of the guns go off in the background,
As the world comes back into focus there is a flag in my hand
And a hole in my heart.
AliveAlive3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love the smell of old, battered books
cause they were, when you were
they're steeped in your breath
The air was cleaner
when you were
I didn't manage to be
when your body was
but I feel
like those books
so full of your breath
of your voice
of your soul
I can scratch the door
to the Garden Lodge
with my pain and anger
But the paint under my nails
will be washed soon
I can pour the water from Geneva Lake
into little bottle
and keep it close
to my heart
near this organ
Without this organ I couldn't live
but I could be alive
if I deserve on it
But the shortest way to get to know you
is to hear
to listen to you
My dearMy dear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've broken your microphone
Hope you don't mind
"I still love you"
But I'm not quite sure
Then you sing
And I'm certain
Stormy Night"Jim? Jim?"Stormy Night4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I felt a slight tap on my shoulder.
"Jim? A-are you awake?"
"Go back to sleep, Freddie," I told him, pulling the covers over my head.
"I-I can't!" he whispered.
"Why not?" I grumbled. All of a sudden, without warning, a heavy thunderclap shook the house. Freddie let out a shrill cry.
"JIM!!!!" he shrieked.
Finally, I sat up and turned to face him. "Are you alright?" I asked.
"Do I look alright to you!?" Freddie yelled. I rubbed my eyes, clearing my vision, and finally I realized what was going on. Freddie was hiding underneath the blanket, shaking like a rattlesnake tail, his body as stiff as a board, and he was timidly staring out the nearby window. Heavy raindrops were pitter pattering against the glass outside, and trees were being bent by heavy winds. A bright flash of lightning lit up the room, followed by another clap of thunder. He whimpered and buried his face under the pillow. "Tell me when the bloody storm is over!!" a muffled voice shouted. I scooted over to him
Juliek's ViolinWe lived more or less in hell. At least the SS's best attempt at hell, where they took just about everything away from us. When we first entered the camp, they took our families. Then they took our hair, our clothes, and our belongings. With tattoos they took our names. We were not people anymore-we were numbers on an SS officer's inventory list. Items waiting to be counted.Juliek's Violin5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was certain that the worst thing they could do to me was take away my music, as well, but that misconception soon dissolved. My hope had all but left me as my weeks at the camp began, early in 1941. They worked us like dogs. And when I say dogs I'm being generous. They whipped us and screamed at us as if we had no souls. From that point on, life was about as good as it would become. I savored my small rations of soup and bread, filling my empty stomach with whatever scraps they gave us. The routine became so mind numbingly slow that for some time I was certain I had died and this was really just hell-in some way
Letters from the Ocean of PeaceChapter OneLetters from the Ocean of Peace3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Broken Heart
August 17, 1942
Shouts of pain and agony filled the night in a Japanese military camp on the island of Makin Atoll in the South Pacific. Tyler K. Blaze, a corporal of the 1st Marine Division had just been captured and was now being interrogated by the Japanese inside a Nipa hut near the edge of the camp. A Japanese officer held an Arnis stick stained with the marine's blood. Tyler knelt in the center of the room, all bound up and bleeding severely, panting for breath.
"You think, because you say nothing," said the officer in an oriental English accent. "You are strong?"
The marine looked up and replied, blankly,
"You don't scare me, you Japanese piece of shit!"
Angered by his arrogance, the officer struck the marine hard with the Arnis stick, saying,
"Don't play with me, American! Just tell us what we want to know and you will live!"
Tyler quickly recovered from the strike and panting heavily, he replied,
"Fuck You ."
World War 2 Timeline11 November 1918: End of WW1. Germany beaten.World War 2 Timeline2 years ago in Historical More Like This
1933: German elections won by the Nazi party. They are led by crazy Adolf Hitler. Winston Churchill of Britain tries to warn the Brits but no one listens.
1937: In Europe two teams are being formed: THE ALLIES of Britain France and Russia vs THE AXIS of Germany and Italy.
23 August 1939: Germany (Adolf Hitler) and Russia (Joseph Stalin) agree not to fight each other.
1 September 1939: Hitler's army invades Poland and shares it with Russia Britan and France will fight for Poland's liberty.
3 September: Britain and France declare war on Germany. Winston Churchill is mafe First Lord of the Admiralty.
9 April: Germany invades Denmark.
10 May: Britain makes Churchill it's Prime Minister.
June: Brits fighting in France fall back to the beaches at Dunkirk. Italy join Germany and declare war on the ALLIES.
14 June: Germany invades Paris. The French didn't want their city destroyed so they surrendered.
7 September: German planes bomb London while Br
FallenYears ago I put on my uniform and boarded that plane.Fallen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I left, as I saw my wife crying, and cradling her swollen stomach.
I wrote everday, holding her picture close.
I hope she is doing well, and that our child has grown well.
She doesn't know it, but just because I never came home doesnt mean I left her.
Every day, even though my body is forgotten I am with her.
I hope they find me soon, so she doesnt have to worry anymore.
I know its not how she wanted me to come home.
How she wanted her child to have to greet me, and say goodbye at the same time.
The shallow grave cannot contain the lonelyness or regret I have for leaving.
She knows I had to though... I heard duty calling me.
If Queen had dA accountsIf Queen had dA accountsIf Queen had dA accounts4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Authors: PoppycockFanatic13 and Hello-There-Again1
The members of Queen are reading the Queen story by PoppycockFanatic13 and Megelln and this happens:
BrianMay1: Hahaha Roger why didnt i know this???
ImInLoveWithMyCarRMT:because it didnt happen..........
FreddieMadeInHeaven777: AWWWW ITS SO CUTE DARLINGS!!!!
BrianMay1:Freddie............of course you would say that
SpreadYourWings: OMG I DIDN'T DO THAT EVER
ImInLoveWithMyCarRMT:We didn't have Guitar Hero back then..............and i do NOT like pie.............
SpreadYourWings: SRSLY IS NOBODY ELSE FREAKED OUT????
FreddieMadeInHeaven777: Oh John calm down...........it's darling!!! besides it reminds me of what DID happen back in the day
SpreadYourWings: I... I... *headdesk*
ImInLoveWithMyCarRMT:hmm..............this is actually getting interesting
SpreadYourWings: Fred, did you make an account for your cat.....?
Eyes Part 3 Queen: Slashie things :3Eyes Part 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Authors: Poppycockfanatic13 and Megelln
Roger stares into John's eyes for what seems like hours, but when he looks away feels as though it should have been longer.
"Hey Roger?" John says right before he grabs Roger head and fiercely kisses him
"Oh Johnnie, I want to hold your hand forever and always..." Roger says as soon as the kiss breaks.
"I love you Roggie..." John whispers.
"I never deny how much I love you John," replies Roger.
"Now then I believe we were going to get Chinese?" John grins.
"Wow, you sure know how to ruin a romantic mood Johnnie," Roger laughs.
"Well you were the one that was hungry," he giggles, "besides, we could go back to my place after lunch if you want any more action."
"Oh alright, how can I say no to that adorable face," he grins.
They leave and head for the restaurant and they order takeout and head back into the car.
"Deaky, remind me again why we aren't eating inside???"
"Well I was hoping we
Queen Ch 1Queen: The Photo Shoot Turns to MadnessQueen Ch 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Authors: PoppycockFanatic13 and Megelln
Queen is doing a photo shoot promoting some sort of cologne in London and during the photo shoot .
"Oh wait I'm about to sneeze!" Freddie yells at the photographers. Now at this time Roger was drunk because he was recently at the Emerald Bar with his friend Sammy.
"Well Freddie, you better *hiccup* hold it in or *hiccup* it's too *hiccup* late!" Roger tells Freddie.
Also the band has been up since 6 a.m. and hasn't been able to eat or drink anything and had to rush out the door and none of them got to go to the bathroom but all were fine except Brian.
"Oh my God, I have to go to the bathroom so bad ..oh no, I think I have just peed my pants I hope the other's don't see it!" So he uses the cologne and box to cover his lower region up.
"*Snickers* Oh my God, I am surrounded by total idiots .oh Freddie I have some pepper for you if you need it!" John said.
"Oh why thank you darli
The Millionaire Waltz: FrianIt was a cold November night. Brian had returned to the band's flat earlier than he had anticipated. Sadly and somewhat angrily, he unlocked the door and slammed it behind him. Freddie stirred in his sleep, but did not wake. Brian's heart flip-flopped as he regarded the form of the dark haired singer. 'He's so beautiful,' Brian thought. 'If only I could tell him how I feel 'The Millionaire Waltz: Frian4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ever since Queen had started, Brian felt a strange attraction to Freddie. It was as if he'd met him somewhere before. As Brian got to know the gorgeous singer, he realized that he was falling in love.
Brian wandered into the kitchen and placed his keys on the table. Then he stripped down to his underwear and walked into the bedroom.
"Ouch, damn!" Brian exclaimed as he tripped over a chair. Freddie was jolted awake.
"What's going on?" Freddie demanded.
"I tripped over the fucking chair," Brian said, turning on the light. His heart thumped when he saw Freddie watching him.
"Are you okay?" Freddie asked him, genu
Queen Story Ch 3Chapter 3Queen Story Ch 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Damn it, now I'm going to get it " Roger said quietly to himself.
"Now then who locked that door? Oh well, it's worth to see what Brian's going to do to Rogelio ." Freddie said but thought that it would be bad if Brian would physically hurt Roger so he started to think. Brian started to slowly advance towards Roger very dramatically and Roger thought of something well sort of.
"Well, I suppose since Brian's already pissed, now would be a good time to tell him that I was the one that broke the strings on his Red Special and used one of his six pences .oh shit, did I just say that out loud?"
John, who was getting more amused by this conflict said, "Why yes you did Roggie, and boy is this going to be good!"
Brian was shocked at what he heard Roger say about his Red Special. "YOU DID WHAT?!"
"Oh shit! Damn it! Uh, well you see Brian when a man loves a guitar ."
Brian was confused at what Roger was getting at. "Well actually it's a funny story "
QUEEN: Chapter 10QUEENQUEEN: Chapter 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 10: Sleeping On the Sidewalk
They walked across the street and into the park. There were already some people there with their blankets set out, but only a few. They walked past the gazebo, and all sat down about three meters away from it. It was a slightly chilly night, but not to the point where you needed a jacket. So Brian took his off and set it down for Johanna, who apparently was chilly, to sit down on. She unfolded her arms and sat on the jacket. Brian sat down beside her and held her hand, he smiled really big at her. Phoebe stared at Roger, apparently expecting him to put his jacket down for her. He gave a slight sigh and set it down for her. She smiled and sat down. Roger sat down next to her. Phoebe grabbed his hand and squeezed it tight.
"So what now?" Roger asked.
"Shh, you'll miss it, just wait!" Brian said as he looked to the sky.
The others did the same. As soon as they all looked up, the sky started to light with the glowing meteors shooting across t
Tale of the Freddie Ghost part 2Lara woke with a start and a cry as the images from the nightmare she'd just had. Instantly she began to cry, the image of him just lying there heavy on her mind.Tale of the Freddie Ghost part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her bedroom door opened and the aforementioned individual rushed in and immediately gathered her in his arms. Lara latched onto him tightly, crying softly.
"Shh...I'm here, sweet...don't cry...was it a nightmare?" Freddie held her, rocking her as he stroked her hair.
She pulled back and looked up into his face, "Be 70's Freddie, please?" she pleaded, for he was in his "Slightly Mad" getup.
Freddie nodded, a bit of a confused look on his face, and transformed into his 1977 likeness, dressed in a colorful sweater and black jeans.
Lara sniffed, "It was horrible, Freddie...I dreamed you died right in front of me! In that same outfit, the 'Slightly Mad' one," she cried.
Freddie's eyes widened, "Oh my dear! I'm so sorry!" he squeezed her tighter.
Lara clung to hi
Phone CallTitle: Phone CallPhone Call3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pairings: Past Frian, Joger
Time Period: 2012
Word Count 490
Warnings: Maybe a bit sad, if you're a little *cough* emotional right now
Summary: Brian gets an interesting phone call
Disclaimer: I don't own Queen, I don't own Adam. Didn't happen. Not true.
Brian sat on the couch, reading one of his many astronomy books. This one was particularly interesting, and the last thing he needed was to be disturbed. Of course, the phone began to ring.
Brian sighed, and pulled himself out of his seat. He really didn't want to pick up. It was probably Adam, who called at least five times a day, just to say hi. Brian really didn't know what was up with that boy.
"Hello?" Brian answered.
"Brian, darling, I'm so glad you picked up!" Whoever it was, it wasn't Adam. "It's me, Freddie!"
Brian just stared at the phone. "But-but, that's not- it's not-no can't be"
"Freddie" just laughed. "Brian, love, you can be sure that it is in fact me. But we don't have time