This How Life Been Feeling Recently

hey, gang. I fear I haven't posted in like 2 weeks. It's just because I've had a devious plan brewing. YOOO I'M MAKING A BRIAN MAY FANFIC 🔥. I have NEVER written a fanfic before so cut me some slack. It will be somehow horrible in some way, at some point. It might come out in the next few days (maybe tmrw or the next day if you're lucky) . it will be on ao3 in at least on Feb 19th because that's when I get an invitation. bye bye.

his nose omg

i <3 robert sm

Having a good chuckle thinking about how Brian May said he had a imaginary girlfriend at like 13. What does this even mean 😭

GODDAMN. WHY IS BEARDED BRIAN HOT.

(1973)

Lover, you should've come over

Author's Note: woah I got the fic out today. This is embarrassing to post but here goes nothing. Ignore any grammar. Let me know any mistakes I made by messaging me or sending it in my asks. This is my FIRST fic. the title is inspired by a Jeff Buckley song.

Warning: This part is just how they "meet". Some LIGHT swearing. Future chapters might contain smut.

 Y/N mostly found herself staring at the back of her classmate, Brian May’s head during long lectures. He had short loose curls in a Hendrix kind of style. His hair shook sometimes when he moved and Y/N thought it was adorable. Brian always had these tight sweaters (that never really covered his whole arm) that showed off his long veiny forearms, they made her drool just thinking about it. Brian almost silently whispered to his friend with a quiet chuckle. Y/N stifled a laugh at his laugh. God, he was so cute. Y/N was brought out of La-La land when her friend, Jo, pinched her arm. 

“What was that for?” Y/N whisper yelled, furrowing her eyebrows. Jo rolled her eyes, slumping back in her chair. 

“Too caught up in Mister Handsome over there. Haven’t heard a damn word I’ve said,” She huffs before glancing at Brian, “I don’t understand why you can’t just talk to Bri-” The teacher clears his throat and looks at Y/N and Jo with a disapproving look. 

“Girls.. Please wait till after class for the chit chat.” He shakes his head before turning to the chalkboard and beginning to carry on with the lesson. Brian looks back at Jo and Y/N and Y/N’s heart almost jumps out of her chest. She internally screams, jumps, and hugs Jo. She really would’ve if it was just Brian looking at her and no one else mattered. Jo looks at Y/N with a raised eyebrow before noticing Brian and sighing. 

Y/N’s mind immediately thinks about Brian noticing her again. What if he liked her back and didn’t have the courage to talk to her? No, that’s just being silly. Or is it? The thought of Brian never really knowing her stresses her out more than anything going on in her life right now. While Y/N is caught up in her thoughts, the loud bell rings and she and Jo pack up.

After class, Jo and Y/N head to their shared flat, taking off their coats. Y/N plops down on the couch, exhaling deeply. Jo walks over and sits beside her, looking down at her.

“What now?” Jo says, going to pet her hair.

“Nothing,” Y/N murmurs into a pillow, knowing that it really wasn’t nothing. She just couldn’t stop thinking about Brian. Usually she could take her mind off him easily if she really tried but this time it wasn’t working. “It’s just…” Y/N trails off, gripping the pillow she was talking into a few moments back. Jo just looks at her, not saying a word, just petting the younger woman’s hair.

Y/N thought it was stupid. The man didn’t even know her, I mean, even if he did know her name it wasn’t like they knew each other from being friends. It’s embarrassing to get all worked up just because he looked at you. She stayed silent, just looking at Jo. “Love” is embarrassing. 

_ _ _

Y/N is alone in the house. Jo has gone off onto a date with Roger, Brian’s best friend. All she can do is toss and turn, staring at the ceiling every once and a while. It wasn’t long before Y/N

got a phone call. She groaned softly and whispered to herself, “Who could it be at this hour?” To be fair, it was 12 AM. She steadily picked up the receiver and mumbled a ‘hello’ into the speaker before hearing a familiar and beloved voice. Brian. Y/N listens to Brian’s voice intently, her heart pounding.

“Hey, uh, is this Jo’s flatmate,YN?” he says into the phone softly. “Roger wanted to let you know that Jo won’t be coming back home tonight.” There’s a clear implication in between the lines of the last sentence. Really? On the second date? Damn, ok. Y/N thought. She takes a deep breath before speaking to Brian.

“Okay. Thanks for letting me know,” Y/N blushed profusely, tapping her fingertip on her nightstand. The silence was awkward and it made Y/N more uncomfortable every second. “Is this Brian May?”

He hummed a response before speaking again, “I tried to drive them to your flat but Roger was stubborn and drunk so it was no use.” He lightly chuckled nearing his last words. Y/N faked a laugh. 

“I’m guessing Jo gave you my number?” 

“Oh yes.” Brian says awkwardly.

Y/N attempts to drag on the conversation as long as she can, she just wanted to hear Brian talk,  “So how long have you and Roger been friends?” 

“About a year now. I met him when our band first started. You know the band Smile, right?” He asks. Y/N didn’t even know he had a band. Didn’t even know he could play an instrument or sing. It’s clear she had some catching up to do. 

“No. Not really. Sorry.” It’s only later into the conversation she realizes how bitchy that sounded. 

“Oh. Well it’s just a regular band. I play guitar, Rog drums and we have a lead singer who also plays bass. We’re obviously called Smile,” He snickers and continued his words, “We play here sometimes or at a random pub. You know actually we have a gig next Saturday on campus. I’d like it if you would be able to go. Are you free?” He hesitates when he asks. Y/N couldn’t believe anything that was going on in this moment was happening. Maybe he really did like her back. No, don’t be crazy. Y/N thinks to herself.

“Is Jo going?” Y/N asks in a curious tone. If Jo wasn't going, she wasn’t going.

“I think so. Roger never told me but I’m guessing she would.” Brian says, nervous, sensing her hesitation. 

Brian agrees, “Yeah. See you there, Y/N. Bye Bye.” Y/N mutters a ‘bye’ as well, nearly out of breath because of how he said her name. 

how skinny I feel when I drink a big ass full water bottle

gotta keep the real ones on speed dial 🗣 don't let my mans Brimi cook

RAHHHH THE EYELINER.