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bismillahnah-blog · 6 years ago

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I DIDNT READ THE WHOLE THING IM SO SORRY! 35 and 40 with present day roger and brian and a reader who does light or sound? roadie? thank you im so sorry

Don’t worry about it love!!! Thank you for the request!

35: A - you can have internal bleeding

b - thats where the blood is supposed to be!

40: Okay normally that comment would bring me to tears, but I’m not gonna let it

You knew you were screwed when you heard your name coming from a concerned, dare you say angry drummer. You hadn’t made much contact with the actual band besides work, but something about today made you think that you’d see a lot more of them than usual.

“y/n, this has to be a joke,” Roger sighed upon seeing you working behind the controls for the lights,” what are you doing here?” he crossed his arms.

“Taking it easy, just like the doctor said”

“The doctor’s orders were to rest at home, because working the lights can give you a seizure,” Brian corrected, amusement not present in anyone’s expressions.

“Which is why I’m not turning any of the lights on, I’m just resetting them,” You snarkily response. Almost as if the universe could catch you bullshitting, a loud bang emitted through the speakers, making your ears ring painfully. You leaned on the control panel, refusing to sit as it would prove you were incapable of doing your job.

“God, y/n, are you alright?” Roger held his hands out to you, noticing your dizzy stance.

“I’m alright”

“The doctor said you could have internal bleeding”

“Jesus christ Brian,” you laugh with frustration,” that’s where the blood is supposed to be,” you snap and shrug Roger off you.

The tech manager called in Brian and Roger, figuring they’d be the only people capable of convincing you to take a siesta. You refused to take the day off, as you knew how the business went. You get injured, your manager tells you that it’s best for you to take some time off to recover, and before you get back, you’re replaced because they thought it’d be best to “prevent you from further injury”. It was common, because if you left a whole in the team for however short amount of time, you’d be replaced.

“Seriously, my job isn’t that hard, and I’m almost done,” you reassure them hastily.

Brian and Roger couldn’t understand what got into you. Why were you so upset? Why were you in denial of the rest you need? Why couldn’t you just take a break?

“That’s not the point,” Roger said softly, cautious to not approach you as he did before,” why can’t you just take a break? You’ll be missed, sure, but we have a whole team of tech and roadies to help”

You cringed, because you knew that, but the sentiment wasn’t as friendly as Roger assumed.

“Tomorrow, just take tomorrow off,” Brian offered.

You stared at the control panel, struggling to focus on the words and small symbols above each button and key. You had some things memorized, but as each venu carried their own equipment, some things were different. Trying to read everything was giving you a headache.

“I’m taking it easy,” you promised them, refusing to actually look in their direction.

Brian shut the door to the control booth and shivers were sent down your spine. You were in a locked cage fight, essentially, and what you needed was solitude, not an argument.

“What’s going on?” Brian crossed his arms and looked down at you,” why do you refuse to take care of yourself?”

The question caught you off guard. Up until now, you were able to dodge around the truth because no one suspected you weren’t taking care of yourself, everyone just assumed you were stubborn. Your hands stopped fidgeting with buttons and you froze, unsure of what to say. Lying wasn’t in your nature, but here you were.

“I don’t have time-”

“Y/N, we care about you, we’re worried, and we want you to realize that you need to take a break,” Roger stopped you from leaving the room. His eyes were wide, and his posture was as stiff as a wooden plank.

“If one of us were injured, we’d take a break,” Brian offered.

“If one of us were injured, we’d be on our death bed, Brian,” Roger snarked.

“Okay, normally that comment would bring me to tears, but I’m not gonna let it,” you refused to think about the situation,” and that’s not the issue”

“What’s the issue? We can figure it out, I’m sure”

You sighed, looking up at the two men listening intently,” being a roadie isn’t a secure job, and it’s not something you have control over, it’s management and contractors, and as soon as I take a break, someone will take my place. That’s not ideal, as i’m across the world and have no other job opportunities. We’re hired like sardines, packed, over crowded, and in demand”

“So you’re willing to worsen your health to keep your job?” Brian criticized.

“It’s not as animalistic as you think,” you defended,”everyone does it”

As the argument ensued, you found it harder and harder to tolerate the pain that you refused to care for. You blinked a few times, hoping it was the lights turning on and something you could fix, but when you felt yourself develop tears, you knew it was getting serious.

“Are you taking medication?” Brian asked and you nodded softly.

“Where are they?”

“I,” you breathe heavily,” I took them already”

“You don’t have anything for the pain?” He frowned.

They are for the pain, but since you denied yourself rest and darkness, they couldn’t work as well.

“C’mon,” Roger pulled you up by your hands,” you don’t have to leave, but you’re not working”

Your head pounded and it felt like your neck would snap from the dead weight, so you didn’t protest Roger and Brian leading you to an empty dressing room. They gave an intimidating chat to your supervisor to persuade them to not replace you, which seemed to work well. When they opened the door, Roger guided you to the couch and Brian went to get a blanket.

“Down you go,” Roger guided you to lay back. Your frown indicated you were ready to protest, but Roger cut you off,” Everything’s taken care of except for yourself, now rest”

Brian covered you in a thick and soft blanket.

Roger and Brian fixed the room a bit to your comfort and checked you one last time before shutting the door behind them.

They walked in silence until Roger erupted in laughter,” that’s where the blood is supposed to be? Just like John, that one”

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bismillahnah-blog · 6 years ago

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so I’ve told about the social media modern AU ( no one asked for ) yes? well here it is some spoilers…(in the meantime ….while finishing my others two and waiting for my phone to start to cooperate again)…

pairing: John Deacon x OC

tagging my usual taglist + others (if you don’t want to read about this that’s totally fine, just tell me i’ll be posting the first part this week)

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My platonic sista your recent Ben fic was ADORABLE!!! I was wondering if you could do something similar but with Joe and maybe he helps reader-chan become more self confident or help her get her out of her shell (kinda like what Freddie did for Deacy kinda a thing) only if u have time that would be great love u dearie :)

A/n: I’ve written this like four times but was never happy and it would take me days, dare I say weeks, to complete, and I wrote this in one sitting lmao, I hope you like it! The helping her become confident isn’t explicitly written, more just showed in action, I hope that’s alright sista! Thank you for trusting me with this request! 🥺 Love u babes ❤️❤️❤️

This couldn’t be anymore uncomfortable for you. Of course you knew this was coming, but you hadn’t expected to be alone and unaccompanied by your family. You grew up holding your cards close to your chest, something you learned from your parents, which is why they weren’t too thrilled of your choose to be an actress, one of the most public professions one could have. It wasn’t surprising that they would ultimately decide to not join you on the red carpet of your first award show, and you could exactly count of your costars, they were all nominated for their other work, including joe and his big success as John Deacon.

You played with the hem of top, wondering if you were underdressed, too plain, and boring. You wore what felt comfortable and caught your eye, so no, this outfit was you and that was enough. But when your car drove up to the red carpet, you regretted not wearing heels, as every other woman was. Could you walk in them? No, but at least you wouldn’t look so underdressed.

“Ms. Y/L/N, we’re here,” the driver announced.

Your team that consisted of your manager, publicist, and stylist exited the car first. As your bodyguard held the door open for you, the bright light from the flashes made you even more nervous. You had been breaking out from stress on your face, so makeup was a no go, but every photographer was going to get high quality photos of you, maybe you should have tried a little harder.

You pulled your top down a bit and smoothed your hair once you were out of the car and waved timidly to the people screaming on the sides. You nearly ran back into the car of a familiar face hadn’t approached you.

“Look at my baby,” Joe cooed playfully and grabbed your hands, looking at you completely. His smile was genuine, and his eyes scanned your extremely personalized outfit,“ you’re not a baby anymore, you look so grown,” he released your hands and pulled you in for a hug.

He didn’t feel like the normally soft person he usually does when you hug him. He felt firm, clad in a tux and smelled like incredibly expensive cologne. You worried about wrinkling his suit.

“Look at you,” you held onto his forearms as his hands kept a hold of your elbows,“ you look incredible,” you couldn’t believe the well dressed man in front of you.

“So do you, I love that you look like my pops in the 80’s”

“You look like my mom in the 80’s,” you tease back.

You two fawned softly over each other for another minute before your publicist informed you it was time to walk.

You must’ve looked exactly how you felt, because Joe took your hand and asked you,“ do you wanna walk together?”

Normally, you swallowed your pride, but there were too many photographers and people around, so you nodded,“ oh god, please”

You linked arms together and stood at the first mark to pose. You kept your arms at the side for the first time, letting Joe hang his arm around your shoulders and smiled small, unsure of where to look.

The next mark, you wrapped your arms around Joes torso and have him a warm hug for the photos. Everyone yelled at you to pose alone and give them a big smile, which you hated, because you for sure weren’t working for them and had no idea why you had to be there.

“I don’t know how to pose other than to hide,” you admitted to Joe.

“Wanna fuck around with them?” He asked and you nodded.

You posed with Joe in the most ridiculous ways; Flexing like you were bodybuilders, doing a handstand while joe held your ankles, hiding behind Joe and poking your head through his arm to make it seem like you were just a head, prom poses with you hugging him from behind, and the infamous Will Smith pose, only you two wanted to be will and ended up showing eachother off at the same time.

“Baby!” You heard Lucy’s scream, making you gasp. You two ran to eachother and embraced in the tightest hug you could muster. She was like your big sister, and confidant, and you hadn’t seen her in a few months.

“Hun, you look so lovely!” You looked at her beautifully sparkly dress.

“Look at you! So beautiful and lively” she pinched your cheeks,“ have you met Rami? He’s my boyfriend, and an actor,” she laughed.

“No, I haven’t,” you put your hand on your heart as the man who embodied the beloved Pharaoh from your childhood extended his hand.

“Lucy has gushed plenty about you, I’m happy to finally to meet you in person,” he smiled sweetly and placed another hand on top of the one he shook.

“Uh huh,” you nodded dreamily,“ I mean, uhm, likewise. I’m sorry, you’re just,” you said in a trance,“ I watched Nighttime at the Museum almost religiously and now you’re like here, and you know who i am? That’s insane,” you laugh, making him laugh, too.

“I’m a fan of you, I’ve seen your latest series and my god, you were so immersed in the story, it’s a bit unbelievable that you’re not your character,” he admitted.

You felt two hands on the back of your shoulders,“ don’t pass out,” Joe laughed,“ Rami, you might want to be careful with your words, she has a soft spot for you,” he winked over your shoulder.

You did, but not the way he was implying, so you punched his shoulder,“Seriously?”

“Are you sunburnt or is that embarrassment?” He asked matter of factly. Your eyes went wide.

“I thought you two got a long better, we caught a glimpse of your interesting red carpet poses,” Rami interjected before you could say something to Joe.

“We have our days, don’t we bubs,” Joe wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

You rolled your eyes and pat his hand that hung over your shoulder.

Lucy pulled you a few feet to the side and introduced you to Ben and Gwil, who admitted they were fans of the series that granted you a nomination for best Lead Actress in a Drama Series. You only had a few moments to chat before being pulled in, so you tried to remain present for as much of the conversation but something else caught your attention.

“Oh she’s the best, if she could have had a role in BohRhap, you bet your ass I would’ve fought to have her in,” Joe gushed to Rami,“ working with her is,” he paused,“ I’ve learned a lot, she’s such a bad ass”

“Aw, your whipped,” Rami teased,“ she does seem sweet, Lucy always calls her baby. But if she’s so bad ass, why do you call her baby, too?”

“Because,” he paused again,“ she kicks ass, but she kicks ass quietly, and in small steps”

You smiled to yourself, not realizing Joe paid that much attention to you, but couldn’t think about it too much as Lucy pulled out her phone to snap a few selfies.

Inside, you were lucky enough to be sat next to Joe and the cast in front of you, and surrounding you was the cast for the drama series. During breaks, Joe was convincing you to meet Brian and Roger, but you just couldn’t.

“I’ll introduce you”

“But, I don’t wanna be childish, they’re right there, I should be able to go up to them”

“Then go, they don’t bite”

“But, I don’t wanna annoy them”

“You won’t, I promise, they might know who you are either way, you always call me on set so,” he shrugged.

But all the nerves settled after Rami won his award, as your category was next. When he came back, his cast greeted him with warm congratulations and hugs.

“You’re next,” he pointed at you.

You stood and reached over the seats to give him a hug,“ your speech made me cry,” you sadly laugh,“ I’m so happy you won, you truly deserve the recognition”

He held your hands and smiled,“ thank you, I really appreciate that”

When the commercial break ended, you felt your heart drop in your ass. Joe, knowing how nervous you were becoming, reached behind him and held your hand until the inevitable moment would happen.

“And the award goes to”

It doesn’t matter, it really doesn’t, you’re still an actress, an accomplished one at that, so this award wouldn’t matter. Joe looked behind you, offering a universally supportive and hopeful smile.

“This is history in the making,” your costar held the open envelope, announcing the winner,“ youngest person to ever win in this category, y/n y/l/n!”

You finally let go of the breath you were holding and took a second to let the new settle as everyone cheered for you. Your cast mates next to you shook your shoulders and screamed for you, while Joe pulled your hands to lift you off your seat.

“You won!” He shouted, and your dropped jaw soon turned into a wide smile as you hugged him tightly. He swayed you a bit and gave you a squeeze,“ I’m so proud of you”

Lucy and Rami Gabe you quick hugs as you were delaying your speech. You went down the row and shook hands with as many people that offered and walked with shaky knees and hands up the steps.

You costar gave you a big hug and congratulated you, holding out your award.

“Can you hold it? I’m gonna drop it,” you laugh and she nodded.

You looked out to the audience and it was hitting you like a ton of bricks that everyone you adore was cheering for you, including Joe, who would not sit down or stop shouting for you.

“I,” you place your hand on your heart,“ I am regretting not wearing makeup,” you deflect, and you consider joking your way out of being honest about your feelings, but then you see Joe. The most familiar face. He’s resting his elbows on his knees, leaning forward, chin on his fists, and eyes near watery. You really had worked incredibly hard on set, taking online courses to continue your education during your lunches and breaks, and working. He felt incredibly proud.

“I’m, i,” you struggle to find the words, but Joe nods and winks at you. You can do this, this is just a speech.

“I let my dreams grow so big, it feels like the sky is bursting at the seams,”you laugh,“ I don’t want awards to validate my work, and I refuse to let this one do that, but it does feel amazing to be recognized. But this shouldn’t just be mine, I’m a product of immense support and love and hope from others,” you look at Joe,“ I definitely worked for this, but I wouldn’t have felt so comfortable to be authentic if I didn’t have my friends to uplift me, so thank you,” you smiled to your number one supporter.

You saw the screen indicating you had twenty seconds left,“ I have no idea what I’m doing but you can’t stop me,” you tease the camera monitors,“ uhm, I have a lot of gratitude in my heart, thank you so much”

You were finally handed your award and everyone rose to their feet to applaud you. Your speech skimmed the surface of your feelings, but you shared enough of your life to everyone, your truths were meant for those dear to you.

When you managed to get back to the audience area, Joe quickly stood and ran up to you, embracing you tightly and colliding so fast to you that you both nearly fell.

“I’m so fucking proud of you,” he whispered, face smashed against yours in the right embrace.

“You deserve it so much, you’re fucking I incredible,” he held you by your shoulders then cupped your face, his smile soft and eyes red,“ you made history, thats insane”

You laughed,“ yeah,” you held his wrist,“ thank you, for,” you thought of how helped you so much. He always uplifts you when you’re in doubt, gives you the confidence to shine when you just wanna hide, and gives you just the right amount of dumb energy to be careless sometimes,“ everything”

“Anything for the bad ass that shook Brian’s and Rogers hands without thinking about it”

“What?!”

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Invisible Man: sneak peek chapter 2

so, I know, the update no one asked for, but I’m working on it right now…so I thought I’d give you some content while you wait..

spoiler: in ch.2 we’ll see when John and Cassandra talked for the first time ever…

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Coolcat- so far so good :) I really didn’t see you around here much, you’re much more of a lurker, aren’t you?

Deakster - I rather watch more than writing..

Coolcat- and…that’s not creepy at all xD

Deakster - I am not- oh, you’re joking again? Right?

Coolcat - yes! You’ re a fast learner, I like it :D

Deakster - so, what about you? Aside from making fun of me? :)

Coolcat - and you’re clever too, I’m impressed ;). Well, this has to wait, maybe next time..

Deakster - ..but..when?

Coolcat- now you’re asking too much for a first time…;) I’m sure you’ll figure it out soon.

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not much I know, but it’s a lighter chapter, we’ll learn about Cassandra’s feeling and how she starting to feel about her special friend

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*if anyone else wants to be tagged just let me know

(in this month I’ll surely post this -and hopefully the 3rd chapter- and the second part for Breakthru too)

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holy shit we're super similar! 🐈

oH GOD I'M SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS

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Do you mind if I ask you about your genera appearance to make the surprise a bit more personal? If not, that's totally cool 🐈

I don't mind at all!! You can ask literally anything, there's like, 0 things that make me uncomfortable.

Ok, so I have green/hazel eyes, I'm brunette, I have 1,70cm (5.6ft), I use glasses — the ones that are very rounded —, I have big thighs and skinny arms. I'm not a muscular type of body neither very skinny neither very big.

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I'm your halloqueen person!🐈

Oh god I'm so excited for this!!!!!

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10 Easy Rules (Ch. 2) - Dom!90s Roger x sub!reader (smutty smut)

Series Summary: Reader is a young 20-something who is living back home with her parents, and she meets their new neighbor.

Chapter summary: Official submission, jealousy, and no reprieve.

Chapter warnings: language, smut, D/s, minor S/M

Word count: 7172

[A/N: Be warned - this one is more aggressive than the first one. Also, credit to the maker of this pic. Let me know if it’s you. And… 250 notes are in play. Give them to me. And reblogs are loved, y’all.]

Brunch. You hate brunch with the ladies but you do it to make your mother happy. Every Sunday, with the same people and the same topics of conversation. Charlotte Garland will complain about her husband and flutter on about whatever new cute, young guy she met in town. Sarah Ward will bounce between yammering about her son Danny and her daughter Kim who is studying in Italy. Your mother? She’s the only one who will mix it up a little but somehow always manages to make passive aggressive observations about you.

The only thing that saves you is the champagne that is so nicely served with the food. You feel so entirely fake at these, sitting in some pretty little dress with an obnoxious hat on your head. This isn’t who you are. This is so far from who you are. But you fake it with a smile and keep drinking the champagne. And that’s what you’re doing when you hear Mrs. Ward greet the two people who just walked up to your table to say hello. “Mr. Taylor, you’re a good man. Peter never comes to these things.”

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Unwanted feelings [Ben Hardy x F!Reader] Part 2

Words : 3, 500 K +

Warnings : angst, fluff, sad joe hours, angry Benny, more angst

Summary : Joe fall for Ben’s girlfriend. And obviously, it’s hurt.

Note : Here the part 2, it’s gonna be sad my lovies :( hope u like it !!!

☀ Masterlist ☀ 800 followers celebration !!!

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no one:...

me, at 3am listening to Shove it: *points at random thing* you can SHOVE IT

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My platonic dream is to be the one that teaches Brian and Roger internet slang. The minute Bri learns how to use wig, it's over for these bitches. Bruh, imagine turing them into VSCO girls. Oh WORM, I'm dead😂💀

I really had to dig deep into my mind for this lmao, I hope this makes you smile, I tried to put all the references you dm’ed me about too!

It all started when Adam was showing you something cool, and you went,“ oh worm?!”

Brian and Roger were absolutely confused

And they were even more confused when Adam showed you something absolutely surprising and you went,“ WIG”

But what was more surprising was that Adam seemed to actually understand what you were saying

“Are they joking?” Roger huffed at Brian

“I believe it’s slang, definitely evolved from our days,” Brian mused

And then came the texting chain

Y/n: I’m shooketh

Brian: pardon

Adam: it means she’s surprised or impressed

Roger: please speak properly, I nearly shooketh my pants

Brian and Roger really just wanted to understand what you were saying, so one night on the tour bus, you all watched vine compilations and sent each other memes on Instagram

“Road work ahead,” you’d point at a sign

“I’m sure it does,” Brian winked

Brian’s favorite piece of humor was “worm”

“Oh, wORM!!” He shouted once out of seemingly nowhere, and when you approached him, he held a worm on a stick

“Brian, that’s now how-”

“Y/n, it was on the asphalt, no where near it’s home, and look, it’s so lively,” he said, absolutely surprised to have found the small creature

And once, when an interviewer recalled the making of the red special, Roger had some fun

“Oh, my wig,” he ran a hand through his hair,“ no idea you’d built it, thought you bought it at a shop,” he turned to Brian

They never really quite understood to use internet slang, but some references caught on quick

“Do I smell like beef?” Brian would ask as he’d extend his collar to your nose

“What the fuck is up y/n?” Is how roger exclusively greeted you

One day when you got particularly frustrated, Roger poker you’re side,“ why are you mad? When you could be glad,” he held the product to you

And then at the Holiday party, Christmas songs were sung, and you thought you heard the last of their references until Brian and Roger both began to sing a familiar tune

“You better watch out, you better watch out, you better watch out, you better watch out, you better watch out, you better watch out…..”

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