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The cat tamer; Freddie Mercury x reader

*Author’s note*

And here we are my darlings, the second fate you might have chosen from the intro. And a little BTS for this story, I originally was going to make Freddie the ringleader but the more I thought about lion tamers and cat performances, the more I kept going back to Freddie. Okay so as stated before NO HAPPY ENDING HERE.

Warnings: Voodoo magic, some violence, a bit graphic (not extremely but some graphic scenes), a bit of swearing.

Intro to series

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You’ve always had a fascination with the big cats. Lions, leopards, tigers, cougars, you name it. So it was only fitting to see if you could have a personal one on one talk with the cat tamer who somehow managed to wrestle a full grown male lion and not get ripped a part. Or force a tiger to be mounted and then jump through a fiery hoop.

So heading backstage, you could hear the roars of the tigers just shake you to your very core. But you can’t help yourself. You pull back the flap and soon enough hundreds upon hundreds of ages filled with every bog cat in the show were all pacing back and forth roaring and growling at each other.

Then finally you saw him. He stood by the cage of a lion and lioness. The lion was sitting down looking like he was taking a rest while the lioness was up along the cage and the cat tamer was stroking her while softly praising her.

“Ohh that’s my darling girl. You were phenomenal out there darling, yes you were. Now don’t be cross you were the true star of the show. Yes you were.” Wow, if you didn’t know any better it’s like he could tell exactly what she was saying from her huffing and low growls.

“Excuse me?” you ask him. He turns to look at you and says.

“Well, well a secret groupie I figured? Come for Roger, he’s over by the pool.” He said.

“Uhh no actually I uhh—I’ve come to…..meet you.”

“Me? Really?” he asked amazed. You nod confirming your statement from earlier. “Wow, usually when people pass by here, it’s usually to find old blondie. Bastard gets all the pretty girls to himself. But lucky for me I’ve got my lovely darlings right here for company.”

“I can tell you share a strong bond with each of them. It was—unbelievable out there. I mean I’ve seen big cat acts before but none like what you’ve done.”

“Thank you darling, I’ll take that as a compliment.” He said with a grin. “Oh silly me where are my manners?” he draped the whip along his hip and said, “The name’s Freddie, Freddie Mercury.”

“(Y/n). (Y/n) (l/n).” you introduce yourself as you hold out your hand for him to shake. He does take it but by surprise, he leans in and kisses both of your cheeks.

“Rule one about me (y/n) dear, I’m overly affectionate like my children here. Hugs and kisses, handshakes are too formal form me.”

“Ohh I see. Mr.—”

“Oh no, no, no. Freddie please, dear. Mr. Mercury makes me sound so old.”

“Sorry.”

“No, no it’s alright.”

“Anyways I—wanted to ask. Just how long have you been doing this?”

“The circus or the cat taming?”

“Well both if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all, but please let’s sit down. I’ve been on my feet all day and these shoes are fucking killing me!” You couldn’t help but smile. He seemed charming and funny and you won’t deny that he was pretty handsome.

That exotic physical look that made him look like he was from India or at least a part of it. That long raven black hair that reached just before his shoulders, those enticing eyes, and the overbite was very noticeable but it suited him.

“Ahhh that’s better.” He said finally sitting down along one of the crates. “God I keep demanding to Reid to get me new shoes but the bugger never listens.” He whined to himself. “Oh sorry darling got a bit sidetracked there, okay so for your questions; well I’ve been with the circus pretty much since it started. In fact I kinda organized the whole thing.”

“Really?”

“Yes, in fact I was the ringleader before Reid came along and wanted to manage us. After he signed up, I focused back onto my true hobby.” It was then he gestured towards all the big cats.

“And how long have you been the cat tamer.”

“Hmm let’s see Johnny boy came to us at around 69 so—about six years ago.”

“Six years?!” You exclaimed.

“Yes. Is that a problem?”

“Oh no, no, no it’s just—usually cat tamers I’ve seen said that they had over 10 to 20 years of experience.”

“Those old farts. That’s because they don’t get the cats like I do. They treat them like show ponies at a rodeo. Forcing them to do tricks they won’t do, over disciplining them like they’re dogs. It sickens me to my core of what they call training, I can it manipulation.”

“Wow I—I never thought of it like that.”

“Oh now I don’t mean to make you sad (y/n) darling.”

“No, no you didn’t. It’s just. My whole life I’ve always loved big cats. They’re so powerful and fierce, but when it comes to putting them in animals acts such as these, I just thought tamers would respect them. But it seems like I was wrong.”

“Well you’re not entirely wrong dear. I respect them.” He placed his hand on my shoulder and gently squeezed it. “I treat my darlings with respect and awe. I understand them, and they understand me.”

“They’re lucky to have you Freddie.”

“If anything I’m lucky to have them. Would—you like to meet them?”

“I’d love to.” He clapped his hands once in rejoice before standing up and taking your hands in his.

“Then let’s go!” and then off you went back towards the cat cages.

As you walk along the cages Freddie introduces you to each of his cats one by one.

“The two leopard twins over there are Tom and Jerry.”

“Let me guess, you named them after the cartoon characters?”

“The very same darling. The male cougar there is Goliath, and the female is Tiffany. The black panther there is Romeo.”

“Tall, dark and handsome isn’t he?”

“Indeed. Exactly why I named him that. The tigers over there, that one’s Oscar, the female is Lilly. Spoilt thing that girl is. Been my running star out of all my tigers. And the other female is Tiffany. You see the scar above her eye?”

“Yeah.”

“Well she and Lilly got into a squabble one year to see who would be top tigress. And well—they’ve been best friends ever since.”

“Awww.”

“But here are the prized stars out of my entire show. My lions. Been with me since the beginning of my cat taming career.”

“You know I think out of all the big cats I’ve always admired lions the most.”

“I know. So regal and powerful. But softies at heart. The dark maned one is Jim, and the light maned one is Roger. Named after the bastard I mentioned before. Wouldn’t stop till I named one of my cats after him, he specifically requested I’d have a lion named after him. And this beautiful girl is the love of my life, Mary. She’s been my most loyal cat in all my shows.”

“Oh she’s beautiful.” You awed at her. He whistled for her and she turned around and came right up to the cage.

“Hello my love.” Freddie praised. Mary let out a few bellows as she rubbed herself against the cage. “You can pet her if you’d like.”

“Oh I don’t know Freddie.” You say wearily.

“Oh come on. Live your dream. She is a sweet girl. And I’ll be right here in case anything goes wrong. Be thankful you’re not meeting Trixie the cougar. She’s a tricky minx that one.” You look at him anxiously. “It’s alright darling. Take a few deep breaths with me.”

He takes in a couple deep breaths showing you what to do before you finally decide to join him. After relaxing a bit, he takes your hand and presses it towards the cage.

“Now, palm out. She’s gonna give you a sniff but that’s normal. That’s her way of saying ‘can I trust you?’” You both look and watch as Mary comes up to your hand and gives it a sniff.

Feeling her whiskers and cold nose pressing against your palm made you both fearful but yet made you want to laugh cause of the whiskers tickling against your palm.

She then lets out a warm huff before rubbing her head against your palm and rubbing it along the cage, wanting to be petted.

“See? I told you she was an angel.”

“She is.” You say. Wow if you had gon back in time and told your five year old self that you’d be petting a real live lion, she would’ve thought you were crazy and laughed at you.

“She likes you.”

“Well is it bad to say that I like her too?”

“Not at all. Want to see an up close and private performance?”

“Can you do that?”

“I’m the previous ringleader my dear, I can do whatever the fuck I want.” You softly giggle and say.

“What the hell it’d be awesome to see a private showing.”

“Then follow me to the ring my dear!” He once again takes your hand and guides you back towards the ring.

He has you sit down in the front row before racing back up to the center of the ring.

“Thank you! Thank you and good evening everybody!” he proclaims loud for all to hear. You couldn’t help but clap along and cheer. “Ahh it looks spooky in here tonight my darlings. In fact I think I’ve some of you beautiful people here before.” He says pointing to you. “Okay my darlings, tonight I would like to feature an act that has never been attempted by any other cat tamer in the world. But first, how would you all like to meet my beauties?”

You let out a loud yes and Freddie chuckles before stating.

“Then…..release the cats from Hell!” Soon enough the cage entrance from before opened once again and soon all the cats came running out. I clapped and whistled as loud as I could and watched as Freddie began to arrange his cats.

Now knowing that he was the first ringleader, he definitely showed the movements of being probably the greatest showman on Earth. The way he guided his babies across the ring, had them leap over podiums, or had them standing on their hind legs. I applauded and Freddie said with a bow.

“Thank you! Thank you dears. Now then; I would like to ask a lovely member of the audience to come down to the ring for this next act.” He looked around, almost like he was imagining a ring filled with people. So I slowly raised my hand and Freddie pointed at me. “You, the lovely darling with the lovely jumper and cute purse.”

You shake your head at him playfully and stood up and walked down the couple of steps and jogged up towards the center of the ring.

“What’s your name my darling?” You look at him and whisper.

“Do I have to?”

“Yes now c’mon use your imagination darling.” Sighing you gave in and said.

“(Y/n).”

“Lovely name (y/n). Now then my lovely assistant (y/n) shall become part of an act that has never once been performed on any circus ring. My lovely darling I ask you to just stand here for one second,” he guiding you over towards a chair that he had pulled up.

Taking out the whip, he whipped it down to the ground and called out for Jim, Roger and Oscar to come forward. The two male lions and tiger came forward and stood in a single file line of each other.

“Come right over here my darling,” he held out his hand for you to take. You place your hand in his as he guides you over towards the three big cats. “Ladies and gentlemen; my lovely darlings and dears! My lovely assistant shall now lay across these three magnificent creatures!” Wait what now?! He takes you over towards Roger who was on at the bottom and he came in front of you.

“Freddie I—I don’t know if this is okay.”

“Just trust me darling, I’ve got you.” He picked you up bridal style and waited for your respond.

“You promise?” You asked nervously.

“I swear it dear.” You softly groan but knew you couldn’t persuade him out of this. So you nodded giving him your permission.

It was then he had your legs draped across Roger’s back. You feel your lower back touching the top of Roger’s head, his mane lightly tickling the bare skin that was exposed from your jumper from being slightly pushed up. Then you feel your upper half go across Oscar, your head stopping right up against his.

It was then Freddie came up and took both of your wrists and slowly raised them up so that they ended up going onto Jim’s back hips.

He smiles down at you and nodds assuringly that you were doing great.

After about a minute, he slowly released your wrists and backed away allowing you to be completely balanced on top of three huge cats.

He applauded before he quickly came up and picked you up bridal style spinning me around which caused Jim, Roger and Oscar to break the single file line and boast out roaring.

“Oh darling you were fantastic!”

“God did I really just do that?!”

“Yes you did, you were amazing! You sure you haven’t done show business before?”

“Never.”

“Oh I surely don’t believe that!” he boasted before kissing your cheek again.

For the rest of the night the two of you just talked with each other till you looked down at your watch and saw that it was almost midnight.

“Ahh man I gotta get home. I promised my roommate that I’d be home by at least 11.”

“Must you go already? We were having such fun.” He whined with a pout.

“I’m sorry Freddie. Maybe if you come around again we could hang out, or maybe you can call me from the road?”

“That might be a possibility.” You smiled and gave him your number and with a final two cheek kiss goodbye, you grabbed your bag and headed on out.

After finally arriving back home and your roommate throwing a fit for being late, you explain to them why you were late after having such a good time with the cat tamer. After telling her he was cute, she brushed it off and she wanted every detail from that ‘date’.

You flip her off and tell her your too tired to explain but you would tell her in the morning. So after doing your nightly routines and getting dressed into your pajamas, you finally lay down on your bed and fall fast asleep pulling your sleep mask over your eyes.

You feel this sudden cold chill brush up against you. Shivering you begin to wake up, thinking you probably lost your covers you tried to reach out and grab them, only to find you can’t move your arms.

You become slightly more alert that your arms are in fact paralyzed but it’s when you try to move your legs that you find out you’re completely immobile. And with your sleep mask still on, you think you’re in some sort of sleep paralysis.

Panicking you grunt as you try to struggle and that’s when you hear a very familiar voice say.

“Now, now my lovely darling. No need to panic.”

“F-Freddie?” you asked in shock.

“The one and only darling? Who else were you expecting Elton John?”

“Freddie what’s going on? Where am I? Is this a nightmare?”

“See that’s always the question on everyone’s mind. Is this the real life? Or is this just fantasy?”

“Freddie enough games tell me where am I?” he took your sleep mask off and you see that you’re currently in some sort of dark cave with torches as the only source of light. You also saw a statue that sorta resembled a cat-human hybrid of some kind.

Echoing through the cave you can hear the roars of Freddie’s cats. He walked up and you can hear the clanking of chains and soon coming from above, moonlight comes down and you see some sort of sun dial or probably in this case a moon dial.

Freddie who is kneeling in front of you strokes a strand of hair away from your face.

“You look frightened darling. Why?”

“Why do you think? How the hell did I get here?”

“I found you sleepwalking darling. For whatever reason you ended up coming along the very archway that leads back to the circus. Taking pity on you in this cold night, I brought you here to this shelter because we’ve already packed everything away.”

“Bull. Shit! I’ve never had a case of sleep walking in my life. You’re lying to me Freddie!” He sighed and said in an ominously dark tone.

“Guess you’re smarter than the previous tributes. But that’s what’ll make you valuable.”

“What do you mean?” you struggle through your invisible binds. God why couldn’t you move? There was no rope, zip ties, not even chains, all you could feel was just cold air.

It was then he holds up a wax doll that looks exactly like you down to the last detail. But it wasn’t until you notice that there are about four strands of loose hair stuck on top of your wax doll’s head. You then realize what’s going on.

“A voodoo doll?”

“So you do know your dark magic. Got the magic wax from a fell coworker here. Works every time. You do have some soft hair my darling. However whatever shampoo you use, makes you lose it very easily.” He stands up and presents the doll to the statue which held a burning torch before walking right up to the moon dial.

“The Harvest moon will soon reach the midnight point on this moon dial. And then the ceremony can begin.”

“What ceremony?!” I demanded.

“You remember when I said that I was the oldest act of the circus?” he said turning back towards me. Hesitantly you nod and that’s when Freddie continues, “Well I meant it. Both figuratively…..and literally. In fact over 200 years I’ve been doing this.” He chuckled almost sinisterly.

And that’s when something horrifying happened.

Freddie scrunched up his face as it slowly began to morph into a cat-like face. His ears grew to a point, canine teeth began to grow and his once friendly, warm eyes were now cold and piercing gold just like a cat’s eye, and his black nails began to grow into claws.

He let out a cougar like roar as he bared his teeth at you. You let out a horrified gasp as you try to phase through the wall but it was useless.

“Wha-wha-what are you going to do to me?” you ask terrified, your voice trembling in fear.

“It’s simple darling, every harvest moon I need to pass on my DNA to willing tributes who come to see me. To keep the show going on.” He says as he walks back over to you and stands over you.

Oh god was he—he wasn’t planning on….. “Now don’t go thinking me a barbarian darling. I don’t rape women, or men. But by using my curse with either a scratch, a bite, or using my own kind of magic, they become well—a part of me I think the saying goes.”

“Wait so—your cats. All those names…..they were once people?”

“Very clever darling. You’ll make a fine performer in Santa Monica.” He says as he cups your chin. You could feel his claw-like nail softly stroke under your chin.

Your lip trembles as you plead and pray to not feel him scratch you deeply. You had to figure a way out of here.

“There’s no escape darling. So long as your wax doll is bound you’re not going anywhere.” The moon’s rays seem to grow brighter and Freddie let’s out a roar before standing back up and turning his back to me.

Portions of his shirt rips apart as his tanned arms now become brown fur, his nails sharpened till they became longer and harder like bear claws. His face becomes more cat-like and his teeth sharpen themselves even more. His feet became were-cat paws and a tail grows out of him.

He turned back towards you and throws back his head as he roars. Seeing him now become this full fledge monster you let out the loudest, most horrifying scream you had in you hoping that someone would hear you. As he comes towards you, you lean away and began rolling away as he pounced to where you just sat.

He hisses and gets down on his hands in a true cat-like crouch growling and twitching his tail. His fangs baring out and with the overbite it made them even more terrifying to look at him.

You see your voodoo doll and quickly roll towards the podium but you feel Freddie pounce on you. He forces you onto your back pining you down by your shoulders. But you’re not going down without a fight.

As best you could, you double kick him in the gut sending him away from you. You’re just about to reach the podium where your wax doll was at so you crawl towards it before spinning around and tried to kick your doll down towards you.

But Freddie gets back up and immediately pounces on you again, the two of you rolling around till he has you pinned again, this time on your stomach. You try to fight and struggle to get free of him but it’s futile.

“Now, now darling. I thought you said you always wanted to be a lion? Now you get to experience it.” His voice once warm and filled with friendliness was now low and murderous like a demon, but somehow it still held that soft quality.

“No, no Freddie please. Please I beg you please have mercy!” you plead hoping that he wouldn’t go through with it. He pins your shoulders down to ensure you can’t struggle.

You then feel this numbness overcome you. Your will to fight is suddenly snatched away as you just let out this long, dragging moan as your strength is taken from you. Allowing Freddie to sink his teeth right into your neck.

*3rd Person POV*

Santa Monica, it was like any other circus performance. Freddie stood before the ring in his uniform and he proclaimed.

“Now then my lovely darlings. I would like to present to you the newest member of my little pride. She’s one of the most cleverest lionesses I’ve ever had to train, I present to you…..(y/n)!”

A cage soon rose up from the ground and pacing around in it was a large lioness. She was lean but had strong muscles and she roared in her cage as the bars slowly lowered.

“Isn’t she beautiful my darlings? My newest addition and I can’t wait to show you all what she can do.” Freddie smirked as he looked at the lioness that came running right towards Freddie, almost with the intent to attack.

But Freddie ducked at the last second as apart of the act because Jim once did the same thing his first performance. The crowd were all in shock but applauded thinking it was all apart of the act. Freddie took out his whip and stared (y/n) down.

“Let’s show them what you got my darling. The show must go on after all.” As Freddie spoke that, she only let out a fearsome roar that would send shivers down your spine as she kept baring her four canine teeth.

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