especially w my outfit boards vs my actual style đ
literally ask me anything about Brian May or Queen I am so bored
roger is killing me đ
UNSEEN EARLY QUEEN PIC??? THIS IS LITERALLY THE FIRST TIME IVE EVER SEEN THIS?? LOOK. AT. THEM. OH EM GEE.
Brian May performing with Smile (London, 1969)
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if I was chrissie mullen and my ex husband wrote a song like too much love will kill you about how painful it was cheating on me Iâd send live crocodiles to his house
Notes: CHAPTER THREE OUT??? WOAH. ok dudes i know itâs been almost two months (since february 21stđ§ââď¸) BUT ive been VERY busy i had a lot with school and i had a concert. I feel like this is bland but i PROMISE ill get another chapter out by early next week sometime because im finally motivated!!
WARNINGS: not edited. jk. no warnings!
Summary of chapter: Y/N spends all day getting ready for her big day âmeetingâ Brian but discovers bad news.
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The day before the concert was what seemed to be the longest day of Y/Nâs life. She woke up at six in the morning as she intended and got ready. She did everything she could to make herself look flawless. Even though Brian had seen her in class with her most horrendous outfits on, she could still try to redeem herself from that image. She couldnât ever imagine herself doing something like that on purpose let alone in front of Brian. Brian always seemed to be effortlessly beautiful. He always had clear skin, shiny perfect curls, and he was always skinny. It didnât make sense to Y/N how one person could be so beautiful.
That morning, Y/N took an hour-long shower. When she got out, she put on her robe and wore a face mask for 2 hours straight while Jo looked at her weirdly. Then she proceeded to put all kinds of different creams on her face. Half of them were stuff she didnât even know existed but she still put it on her face just in case. She knew that Brian was a man and he probably didnât care but she did. Y/N waited a while before putting her makeup on because she didnât want to seem desperate to the non-existent audience watching her.
As Y/N put her makeup on she only thought about one thing. What would she say? What would she do? Everything was swirling in her head like a tornado. Jo knocking on her door stirs her out of her thoughts. Jo opens the door and struts towards Y/N in the tiniest skirt sheâs probably ever seen.
âCan I use your mascara?â Jo asks while tapping her foot.
âWait a minute, I have to finish first.â Jo groans at her.
âYouâve been getting ready for almost 10 hours now. How much longer can you take?â
âI didnât want to mess my makeup up.â Y/N replies while putting on mascara before handing it to Jo. Jo rolls her eyes and scoffs.
âLike I said before, almost 10 hours. What could have possibly missed?â Jo leans down to the mirror and starts applying the mascara with skill, her skirt barely covering anything as she leans. Y/N stays quiet for a minute. Y/N stares into the mirror and plays with her hair a bit.
âNothing.â She murmurs while admiring her makeup, leaning in to make sure there were no blemishes. Jo looks down at Y/N, setting down the mascara.
âRoger told me Brian has gone out with this one girl twice.â Jo says suddenly. Y/N feels her soul crush a little. She hasnât even stopped to think about something like that. Maybe they werenât officially dating yet. Knowing her luck, they probably are. Y/N continues to stare into the mirror, now manically brushing her hair and fixing her makeup.
âWho?â That was her biggest question.
âThat girl from biba.â Jo senses her tenseness and wearily says the words. All this did was make Y/N more upset. Mary? But Mary was her friend. She wouldâve told her if she was going out with Brian. There's no way they're actually going out. Y/N just shakes her head easily, minding her hair and makeup precisely.
âMary wouldâve told me if she was going out with Brian. Iâm sure of it.â Y/N utters out in a confident but somehow also shaky murmur. Jo shrugs.
âYou never know.â Y/N always knew. Or at least she thought she did. Anyway, she had a feeling Brian wasnât with Mary but Joâs words teasingly repeated in her head.
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Even on their way to the gig, Y/N heard Joâs words in her head. Why would he invite a girl to a gig if he had a girlfriend? But then again, men are men so you canât trust that fact. She knew she was stressing over nothing. They barely only talked thrice but he still meant the world to her.
The gig was in a small bar just off their campus. It could only hold a hundred people or two. When Jo and Y/N got in, there were only a couple groups of people, drinking and whatnot. The stage took up half of the small bar. Jo touched up her lipstick before setting off to go find Roger, leaving Y/N alone.
Y/N always hated small places like this with a lot of people. It felt as if you could barely breathe, though everyone was in their own group. There was a group of snobby girls ogling at her. Y/N looked down at her shoes. The girls looking at her seemed to be groupies; considering how perfect they looked and wearing what one would call ârevealing clothesâ. Gosh, how Y/N wished that Jo was there to protect her. Jo was always too starstruck around Roger though. She couldnât get away from him if she was near him.
Y/N knew she was a grown woman and she could take care of herself but it felt good to have someone near you. But also she knew sheâd act the same if Brian was hers. She was brought out of her thoughts by none other than Jo and Roger.
âEarth to Y/N.â Roger snaps his fingers in front of her face. Y/N jolts to attention with a small, âhuh?â.
âI was asking if you want to backstage after all?â Jo asks, giggling softly at Rogerâs antics.
Y/N just nods and fidgets a little, not-so subtly thinking about Brian.
âJust this way, darling.â Roger directs Y/N and Jo towards the backstage which was a small windowless room with a few vanityâs and a singular couch. Brian was sitting at a vanity, shaving or something whilst Tim was doing random vocal exercises. Y/N wanted to turn around as soon as she saw Brian but thatâd be rude. it was the only thing that was natural at this point in time.
Brian sees, out of the corner of his eye, Y/N. He immediately stood up and walked towards her with (quite literally) open arms. Y/N felt as if her heart was hugging her brain. All she wanted to do was jump onto him and kiss all over his cheeks but thatâd be wrong. Brian hugged Y/N into the warmest bear hug sheâs ever been pulled into.
âOh, hey,â Brian smiles into your hair due to the height of his body, âY/N, is it?â
âYeah.â is all the girl can say. Brian nods and pulls away before shaking her hand with enthusiasm. He seemed happy to meet her and it made Y/N happy to be around him. Y/N couldnât seem to understand why heâd be so happy to be around her, she was nothing special.
She felt to keep her distance though. She still didnât know if he was in a relationship, she wasnât that kind of girl.
âAre you excited for the show?â Brian asks while still grinning at her. Y/N stutters a little with her response.
âOh, no, yeah, of course I am!â Y/N knew she sounded like an idiot. Brian didnât seem to care though he just listened to what she had to say.
Canon events
1) an irresistible urge to disappear into the mountains and live a serene life in nature
2) having so much to do and feeling so burned out that you do absolutely nothing at all and watch the work pile up
3) trying to bake a cake but fucking up
4) finding the stuffed toys you used to love as a child
5) realising your sibling and you won't live together forever
6) wanting to live a life you know you can never have and ultimately losing yourself in your own daydreams
7) gay
cant wait to be married and to come home after a long day and curl up next to my favorite person in the whole world and fall asleep
but then i go and spoil it by saying something stupid like i love youuu
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