#warriorteam1924 was tagged

[warriorteam1924]

Lil tag game Rachel @eileen-crys  tagged me on ahah sorry it took me so long to get to it, i loved your answers ^^ 

tea or hot chocolate // cozy books or halloween movies // plaid or corduroy // foggy mornings or twinkly nights // orange or black // pumpkin pie or apple pie // wool or velvet // picking fruit or carving pumpkins // libraries or coffee shops // cinnamon or peanut butter // spooky halloween or cozy halloween // candles or fairy lights

how sweet !! tagging if they feel like doing it (even if it’s later than Halloween I’m aware sorry) @painandpleasure86 @reavenedges-lies @beydeaks  and anyone who sees this and would like to have fun 

stay safe and take care 💖💜

[born-to-lose]

Happy birthday my sweet mel sorry im a bit late and also late on reading your stuff but i promise i'll get to it. Take care sweetheart 💖💜

You're not late at all! Merci beaucoup 💖

[painandpleasure86]

This week will be celebrated +700 followers milestone, the 3rd anniversary in this platform and my friendship with Katie (perhaps an upcoming surprise next June 24th 😉😌 stay tuned!). The event will run from June 23-30th, 2022.

The dynamic of the event will be simple, you send a certain emoji, and I'll reply something. Here's the guide:

📀 + albums' name to make me decide between two albums.

🎶 + songs' name to make me decide between two songs.

📷 + tours' name to make me decide between two tours

🎤 + concerts' names to make me decide between two concerts

👕 + two outfits (can be with pics) to make me decide between two outfits (would be from the same person or different)

💻 + name and I'll write a lil drabble

🖍️ + a phrase from a song and I'll made a lil lettering (remind that I'm still a newbie)

✨☕ to ask me anything about me or about anything (no hate please!)

✨ Remember that my event it's Queen themed, so asks' responses will have that thematic ✨

Responses and asks will be posted with the tag #lily_week_celebration2022

You can send your asks anonymously, no probs! To participate and have fun it's what it counts.

Tagging to some ppl that might be interested, please share this and also try to participate!! :3

@warriorteam1924 @you-oughta-know @pumpkinlilyao3 @honey-rae-pluto @deakys-chesthair @deakysgurl @emmaandorlando @queen-hospitality @shewas-agaystripper @newstart-newheart @roger-s-maracas @ivyyflowers @ronniesshoes @sparkleslightlyy @freddie-mercury-rising @a-froger-epic @freddie-moments @39seasofrhye21 @sarah0687 @julescape @urlolaluna @johnstoast19 @lady-artemis27 @queenies-of-the-universe @mrs-ianto-jones @lady-artemis27 @stormtrooper-in-clogs @stormtrooper-in-converse @melisa-may-taylor72 @im-stone-cold-crazy @l0vedeaky

[eileen-crys]

I was tagged by @elvishaxolotl and @natromanxoff and it seemed nice so here we are 💕 Thanks for the tags! 🥰

tea or hot chocolate // cozy books or halloween movies // plaid or corduroy // foggy mornings or twinkly nights // orange or black // pumpkin pie or apple pie // wool or velvet // picking fruit or carving pumpkins // libraries or coffee shops // cinnamon or peanut butter // spooky halloween or cozy halloween // candles or fairy lights

Tagging the lovely @blossom-melina-burnickel @warriorteam1924 @seventhmoonforreal @julescape and @john-paul-george-ring0 I hope you're all doing well ily 💕

[reavenedges-lies]

Tagged by Ezra over at @podcasts-8-my-heart 💖💖

Top 5 songs on repeat (Im using Spotify's On Repeat playlist):

This December - Ricky Montgomery

Cloud 9 - Beach Bunny

Choke - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

I Hear a Symphony - Cody Fry

Line Without a Hook - Ricky Montgomery

Tagging: Whoever wants to but extra no pressure to @sophie83540 @warriorteam1924 @warriorspork

[doctorqueensanatomy]

Thank you @sweetgcreature and @cxpaldi for the tag!!! Picking four songs im obsessed with rn is tricky when you're indecisive and have multiple

Going Underground - The Jam

Jeepster - T.Rex

Take A Walk On The Wild Side - Lou Reed

Candy - Cameo

Tags: @blooshietoosh @warriorteam1924 @amethyst-serenade

[freddie-moments]

hey my lovelies <3

I've done this last year and would love to do it this year again: request a christmas moodboard :D I will surprise you in December with your moodboard. Just put in your request something of the following:

a Queen band member OR one of the Bohemian Rhapsody cast

+ a christmas related theme (like christmas market, or decorate the christmas tree... something like that)

+ lyrics, aesthetic, colour if you like

my box is opening for request only today and tomorrow, November 30th, til midnight (wherever you are)

you don't have to follow me to send one, but of course I would appreciate it :D

You can also be anon to request a moodboard

tagging now some lovely people: @queenies-of-the-universe, @ecle-c-tic, @trinikins, @thislookinyoureyes, @liljamess, @whitequeen-ofwillowgreen, @warriorteam1924, @sarah0687, @lady-artemis27

I'm excited to receive your requests <3

[acdeaky]

gentle arms (with kind eyes)

warning: fluff (like major, this is so soft) 

note: javi deserves some love (and the world) so here’s reader doing just that//also this is based off this ask that @nathan-bateman received!

word count: 1.1k

there would never be a day where you disagreed with someone over colombian sunsets. through the slightly glazed windows of your apartment, the golden haze slipped through, coating your living room in orange and yellow hues, furniture dripping in brightness.

the day was long gone, leaving the night and evening time to settle, though that was futile in stopping javier peña from working. as soon as you stepped out of the bathroom, his hunched figure came into view, sat at the kitchen table with paper surrounding him. two snubbed out cigarettes and one light one sat in his ashtray, the smoke circulating in the air before dissipating.

a hand began carding through his unruly hair, an exasperated sigh accompanying it. that was when you decided enough was enough. it seemed that this was all javier would do lately: work his usual day and then bring it home with him, sitting for hours while scanning and reading over reports. it was time for a rest, god knows he needed it.

your footsteps were light as you walked over to him; not even the patter of your bare feet on the tiles disturbed him. once you stood behind him, you hands ran over his broad shoulders, wrapping themselves around to his front as your head rested on your left arm.

“javi,” you whispered gently, pressing a soft kiss to the underside of his ear, “come to bed.” your voice was like velvet, so desperately drawing him to the prospect of joining you, but his head brought him back to the task at hand.

his unresponsiveness spurred you on, pressing more kisses onto his skin, finding the curve of his neck under his yellow shirt. as you covered more of his skin, javier’s body began to lean into yours; his back beginning to press tightly against your chest.

here, with you, is home, he knows this. but in the back of his mind, the thought of escobar ruining the country and everything in it would mean no home, no you. so, he lets himself bask in you for a moment, allows himself the privilege of your lips across his skin as he takes a moment to breathe.

only a few minutes go by before you feel him pull away from you. his back stiffens and straightens up before his picking up his pen again and ignoring your hands (which are still running across his chest).

“querida,” he whispered like you earlier, his voice so quiet it seemed like only a mumble, “i have to get back to work.”

but that wasn’t enough for you. as soon as those words left his mouth, your body was quickly pressed to his again, your lips not stopping their ministrations as kisses were pressed into javier’s hair, the skin over his shoulders and up and down the column of his neck.

still, he stayed where he was, eyes flittering over the words of the reports, blurred, but still visible. the voice in the back of his head was telling him, urging him, to let you consume him, to let you look after him, so good, like you always did. but the inevitable threat of escobar silenced it, wanting nothing more than keeping you safe.

if this is what he had to do to achieve that, this is what he would do.

though, it didn’t help when your hands left his body altogether, the settling comfort they provided disappearing so suddenly. but you returned, this time in front of him as you shifted your body over his and onto his lap.

you quickly found your spot, settling down before you wrapped an arm around him again, pulling his chest to yours as your face nestled into his neck. your right hand rested over his heart, your palm feeling the steady thumps which you had missed so dearly.

sooner than you expected, the clatter of javi’s pen on the table came and his hands rested on your lower back. his shoulder nudged your head, shifting your own to look at him. your soft eyes met his tired ones, hiding how exhausted he felt behind them, but you knew. you always knew.

“i think it’s time for bed.” your voice was soft and gentle, hands moving from where they were to cradle his face. javier nodded, his head dipping down to meet your forehead, placing a kiss onto your lips as he did so.

the two of you sat there for a moment longer, breathing in one another as the golden light soon turned dark, the yellow hues turning to a deep blue as night took over the sun and the moon shone instead.

javier took your hand as you moved off of him and he stood, allowing you to guide him through to your shared room. he was still as you unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes watching your nimble fingers work against the fabric, practiced and perfect.

just before you pushed his shirt from his shoulders, his hands interrupted yours and made their way down to his belt buckle. the metal clashed together as he undid the clasp, slightly pulling it loose before popping the button and unzipping his fly.

this time, your hands interrupted his, gently pulling his away as you pushed his tight denim down, now leaving javier in only his boxers and his shirt. at their usual resting place, his hands tightened their grip on your hips, watching as your own traced up his stomach and chest, pushing the fabric off of his shoulders.

it joined the rest of his clothes on the floor; a visible weight lifted from his shoulders.

like earlier, you lead him to his side of the bed, pushing his body down by his shoulders until he was sat on the soft mattress. you left his side for your own, giving him a delicate kiss on his forehead before doing so; a promise that you would be with him again, you would be with him always.

so, as you laid there together, javier’s back pressed against the bed with you pressed into his side. your head rested on his chest, hearing the gentle thumps of his heart beneath your ear to remind you he was here. the worries of the day and the world were at bay for another night, stripped and gone from the two of you as you settled with each other, basked in the company of your favourite person.

there would never be a day where you disagreed with someone over colombian sunsets. through the thin curtains of your bedroom, the darkened haze slipped through, coating you and javi in purple and blue hues, bodies pressed together against the world.

you only accepted sunsets with gentle arms, watching them with kind eyes by your lover’s side. tonight was no different.

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translation: querida - darling

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taglist: @shes-over-bored @i-barely-go-on-online @sohoneyspreadyourwings @brian-maybe-not @deakysbabybooty @1001-yellow-daffodils @retromusicsalad @hardcoredisneynerd @painkiller80 @goldhoran @scarecrowmax @mebeatlized @seesiderendezvous @alright-mrfahrenheit @someone-get-a-medic @miamideacon @chlobo6 @teenagepeterpan @spacedustmazzello @deakysgurl @forever-rogue @xcdelilahxc @keepsdrawings @igotsuckedintothevoid @kill4hqueen @supersonicfreddie @laedymoon @inthedayswhenlandswerefew @warriorteam1924 @painandpleasure86 @boomerangbassist @mamaskillerqueen @bhxrdy

pedro tags: @goldhoran @whenthe-smokeisinyoureyes @fioccodineveautunnale @yespolkadotkitty @marvgrrl @wander-lustbabe

javier tags: @chaotic-noceur @opheliaelysia

[twit-moonstar]

A Kind of Magic Fanzine is here!

You can read it HERE.

Tagging the people involved: @the-world-of-erit @toviatoris @iluvcheescake @john-deacon-fucks @sablewooderz @hae-bee @eileen-crys

@neottia-orchids @parakeettle  @dollyyoursun @wily-serpent @thosequeenboys @ineloqueent @painandpleasure86​ @sailawaysweetsis @queen-paladin @deakysgurl @deakys-chesthair @ilygwilym @hgmercury39 @warriorteam1924 @drivenbybri @yourlocalmusicalprostitute thanks to all and enjoy!

[thosequeenboys]

Get Down, Give Joy Queen-BoRhap Gift Exchange: Info & Registration

We (@thosequeenboys - Stef and @warriorteam1924​​ - Kate) are excited to end 2020 positively by sponsoring a Queen-Borhap Gift Exchange, which we’ve named “Get Down, Give Joy.”  We think Freddie would like the title-and the spirit it represents.  

This event is for EVERYONE:  those who have never created and those who create regularly; blogs with 5 followers and blogs with thousands; fans who post often and those who seldom or never post; folks who’ve been fans for decades and those who just joined the fandom.  The event focuses on creativity, inclusivity, community-building, friendship and fun!  Thanks for reblogging this message-even if you don’t plan to join!

To participate, please complete THIS SURVEY by Sunday, October 11th to provide information about gifts you’d like to give and receive. 

Please read the information below the cut if you plan to participate.

We aim to send your match to you by the end of October/early November. Creators will post gifts December 20th - 23rd.  Contact us any time with questions/concerns.

We hope the creative and gift gifting processes provide well-deserved happiness to all fandom members who participate-and all who enjoy their creations.  Thanks for your efforts to help the event be successful!

Love & Hugs, Stef and Kate

Thank for participating in the Get Down, Give Joy Queen-Borhap Gift Exchange.  We put together these tips to help you enjoy the event - and help the event be successful.  Reach out to us any time with questions/concerns.

Complete the survey thoroughly:  Please indicate your preferences about what you’d like to create and receive. We ask if you are 18 or over so we can ensure that any 18+ content requests are assigned appropriately.  Providing details in the survey will help the matching and creative processes.

Stay updated: Feel free to follow us (@thosequeenboys @warriorteam1924). We will use the hashtag #getdowngivejoy when posting about the event.   

Communicate with your partner:   We strongly suggest you turn on your ANON ASK so creators can use it (with a dedicated emoji if they wish) to find out about their recipient’s interests, preferences, etc. to help create a special gift.  Gift Recipients:  Please check your inbox often and respond to your giver’s asks as soon as you can to help their creative process. 

Use Read More:  Please insert a Read More early in written work to encourage reblogging.  If your gift contains (requested) 18+ content, please give that warning -- and put that content below the Read More cut.

Post your gift on your blog between Dec. 20th - Dec. 23rd: If you’re not able to meet this time frame, please let us know as soon as possible so we can communicate with your recipient to avoid disappointment.  

Tag!! Be sure to tag your receiver (@blog name in the post intro). You may also send an ask telling the receiver their gift is posted. Use the hashtag #getdowngivejoy - and any other hashtags you wish.  Feel free to tag us (@our blog names); we’d be delighted to see your creations!! 

Ask for Help:  If you want to bounce around ideas, we are happy to chat with you.  If you aren’t able to finish the event, please let us know as soon as possible so we can ask a pinch hitter to assist-and let your receiver (and creator) know.  Also, if you would like someone to beta read your work, please let us know!  Folks are available to help!

Volunteer to Help (if you can): Please note in your survey If you’d like to serve as a pinch hitter and/or beta reader-or message us.  We’ll contact you if we receive a request.  Thank you!!

Remember Time Zones:  We are from all over the world and have different schedules and commitments. Your receiver may not see your asks and gift right away.  Be patient, but do contact us with concerns.

Have fun!  

[heysweetheart-writes]

Chapter 1 of part 2 of the Mafia series has been uploaded!

Let us know what you think!

Taglist

@oniriquex @igotsuckedintothevoid @jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels @warriorteam1924 @captaincoffeegirl515 @thosequeenboys @benhardypout @satans-helper @angels-fall2 @lovebirdy93 @halfasleepoetry @discodeakyhasmyheart @bootyownership​ (anyone wanting to be added or removed, let me know!! the tags didn’t work before and I just noticed)

[warriorteam1924]

The little things

featuring John Deacon

Author note : Hello my beauties. I'm back for a tiny piece for halloween ^^ ! I’ve been super busy lately and I’m aware it’s not my best piece, but  I hope some of you will enjoy it anyways. Thanks in advance to anyone who will be giving honest feedback, it’s always very appreciated. Also, I remind you English isn’t my mother tongue, apologies in advance for the mistakes.

Warnings : none really, just my awful writing

Summary : a nice moment for halloween for John

Words count : 950 words

Permanent taglist : @reavenedges-lies @thosequeenboys @orionis8689 (apologies people, i removed you from the list, since you don't interact.... i asked for communication....)

It was the end of October already and autumn had eventually settled down. It was about time, John thought. At the beginning of the month, he recalled being in the garden, wandering around his flowers, feeling the hot sun on his shoulders, feeling way too warm for the old man he was, merely wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

And of course, the end of October also meant Halloween. It was now a very common celebration, even in London now. Kids would dress up as celebrities or scary creatures and would knock on the neighborhood doors to trick or treat. When it came to adults, most of them were just picking up nice costumes, and would spend the evening together, giving them yet another opportunity to escape reality and have a party.

As for what would happen at the Deacon’s, the plan couldn’t be simpler.  Husband and wife had agreed. John would be in charge of answering at the door and give kids candies they would be asking for, preventing them from having a severe spell put on them.

As his wife was comfy and sat in the living room, John was making sure all would be ready for the late afternoon and evening. His plan was to have a large bowl and put it next to the front door so that he wouldn’t have to take it with him whenever someone would knock on the door.

He was putting the content of the large bag in the bowl he had prepared when something caught his attention. He spotted a candy he hadn’t eaten for what seemed to be forever. As a kid about to do something stupid, he looked around, making sure his crime would remain unnoticed. He picked the candy, took the wrapping paper off and very delicately put it in his mouth.

It was absolutely delicious. Of course, his adult mind perfectly knew candies weren’t very healthy, but he made the thought go away with an imaginary gesture of the hand.  

This candy he had put in his mouth was not the fanciest food he had ever eaten. But John suddenly realized despite how tiny this candy was, it was bringing him happiness at his very moment.

He had closed his eyes as he was letting the flavors of the candy invade his mouth and let his mind wander a bit on its own, a light genuine smile on his lips.

He started to think about all the little things in his life, like this candy, that was bringing him joy. He had been the bass player of Queen for something like two decades. He had traveled the world, seen so many things. He was married and was a proud father of six. One could say he had accomplished many things in his life.  

But what about the little things, the things that wouldn’t appear on his Wikipedia page, or that only the persons closest to him would talk about?

John thought about these little things. How he liked to wrap himself in his covers at night to feel comfy and cozy, as he was hearing his wife’s sleepy breathing. How he liked to receive a random picture from his kids or grandkids, letting him know about their lives now they had left the familial nest. How he liked to be in his garden, merely enjoying nature: the trees and their leaves, the psithurism, the flowers and their wonderful smell, the birds and their colorful feathers, singing here and there.

He also thought about a few memories he had with members of his family, his wife and kids of course, but also his mother and his sister. Even his father. Yes, his dad had died when he was still very young, but he was now making sure to recall nice moments, fragments of time before whatever had decided to take him from his family’s loving arms.

He also thought about his dear friends, his former band members, but also the roadies. How they had been laughing together to let the pressure down in between two concerts.

His mind then let him think about his dear dog who had passed away not that long ago. Again, trying to stick to positivity, he recalled the zoomies, her face when she didn’t get the present she had expected for Christmas – probably blaming Santa Claus for that – but eventually liking the toy, the walks in the nearby park, the smiles and the ear scratches….

His train of thoughts was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. John realized he had finished the candy for a long time and had been daydreaming in the kitchen for a good ten minutes.

He took the large bowl of candies with him and went to the front door. He put it on a high table that was in the corridor and opened the door. He let the kids say the now usual “trick or treat” and took time to compliment them about their costume. He noticed one of them was dressed as a zombie from the series and game The Last of Us, making him wonder if any of his grandkids would have picked such a costume….

He gave the kids their candies, all of them politely thanking him and rushing to the next house. John smiled at the sight of them happily running with their bags getting filled with sweets.

He closed the door and thought about suggesting tea to his wife. He started to walk towards the living room but stopped after two steps. He randomly picked another candy from the bowl and smiled like the kids he had seen a few minutes before.

Yes, it was good to enjoy the little things….

[born-to-lose]

Drunk Christmas

Pairing: Slash x reader

Requested by @gloomy-blonde

Summary: You and Slash are invited to a Christmas party, but after a short while, he gets drunk. Way too drunk.

Tags: alcohol, Christmas, fluff

Words: 651

A/N: My favourite drunk trope is the sappy drunk trope in case you couldn't tell

Tag list: @warriorteam1924 @slashscowboyboots @losers-yurio @lost-in-the-80s @jennyggggrrr @tuffduff @jonesyownsmyheart @rhyetaylor62 @smells-like-perfect-senses @whered0wego @rumoured-whispers @th0mas-jerome-newton @stradlin-cold-heartbreaker @dumbass-of-darkness @cherry-jams

Tip me if you want!

You were invited to a Christmas party and of course, you took your boyfriend Slash with you. There were going to be some friends and acquaintances you hadn't seen in a while and you were very excited to finally introduce him to them all.

The party started off really well, many people recognized you and were happy to see you, everyone was asking about who the man you brought with you was - even people you originally didn't know yourself but they knew your friends, and you all got to catch up on each other's lives. The Christmas music playing in the background wasn't the same five songs that were overplayed at every shopping mall, the food was good, the decorations were pretty, there weren't any fights like at most family gatherings - perfect so far.

While you only had a few glasses of mulled wine over the course of the evening because that's what you do at Christmas parties, your boyfriend kept going to the bar more frequently - and he didn't stick with only wine, either.

This led to him being drunk after only a little over an hour. Way too drunk, actually. Not quite embarrassing, but also not the normal blood alcohol level you usually have at this kind of event. You were just thankful that tonight the horny drunk side of him didn't prevail, but rather the sappy drunk side.

You noticed him grinning at you for a while and you turned your head to look at him, slightly raising your eyebrow as you waited for what he wanted to say. "Mistletoe kiss?"

"We can't have a mistletoe kiss when there isn't a mistletoe."

"Imagine one. Gimme a kiss," he insisted, leaning closer to you and puckering his lips.

"Not now," you said, trying to continue the conversation one of your friends had started with you earlier.

He backed away, his eyes wide. "Oh God, you're taken!"

"I am," you said after a pause, realizing that he really was too drunk now.

Following your statement, Slash stayed silent, an empty look in his eyes. You took this opportunity to answer the question you had been asked a couple of minutes ago.

However, you didn't get very far because after a moment, he put his arm around you and started kissing your cheek and burying his face in your neck. You rolled your eyes, although you secretly found his behavior adorable.

As it got late, the other guests were getting more and more annoyed, even if they tried not to show it too much because they didn't want to offend you and about everyone here knew what it was like to be drunk and act stupid.

"I think Slash and I are gonna go home," you excused yourself, taking his hand and getting up from the sofa before you started saying your goodbyes to the people you knew. "It was so nice to see you all again, have a great rest of the night!"

Outside you walked around the street corner to find a quieter place. You had come by car, but you didn't want to drive after the couple of drinks you had. Besides, you couldn't have Slash bothering you in the passenger seat while you were trying to drive without causing an accident.

"Let's get you home, love," you sighed after you hung up and started waiting for the taxi.

He nodded and after a pause, he said quietly, "I'm sorry for embarrassing you."

You brushed some hair out of his face and cupped his cheek, looking into his eyes. "Baby… you didn't embarrass me, it's okay. They've been drunk before too, I have lots of stories to tell about their clubbing days in college," you laughed, trying to cheer him up a little.

Slash smiled at that too, blinking before giving you a kiss on the lips. "I love you," he slurred, but you knew he meant it.

[painandpleasure86]

Today is the anniversary of my friendship with @warriorteam1924 , one of my first mutuals and my biggest friend here. Seriously, I cannot express with words how much I love her. She's one of the best ppl I met ever. I'm so glad that she's my friend. She's a great and honest person, thanks for your honesty and sincerity. Thanks for the laughs, thanks for letting me know about your life, thanks for cheering me up, thanks for to be happy with me, thanks for your concerning, thanks for your comfort. In few words, thanks for your friendship. 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Here's a lil present to you, this simple lettering. I hope that you like it Katie. I wanted to do a lettering of one of your tags but I didn't like the result, so I made this one, redoing the one I made last year.

Love you Katie and I hope one day we can meet 🥺❤️

[eileen-crys]

A Night at the Opera

Pairings/Characters: John Deacon/Veronica Tetzlaff, Freddie Mercury & Veronica Tetzlaff (friends)

Words: 1861

Summary: John Deacon is a young boy who works at the opera theatre to pay his university. In a world where soulmates exist, he doesn't expect to find his so soon and in such a random way, but it seems like today his stars were aligned.

Notes: Hi everyone! Here's the first fic for John's 70th birthday event organised by @deakysgurl ! It's also the last fic I wrote among the ones for the event and somehow I managed to do it in just a couple of sessions hahah

At first it was all through Veronica and Freddie's POV, but then I decided to give all the space to John's POV! Enjoy 😊

Prompts: A Night at the Opera, "Where did I park the car? + Soulmates AU, differents first meetings.

Taglist: @john-deacon-fucks @warriorteam1924 @john-paul-george-ring0 @juleyla @kinole009x @bambirexwrites @i-lay-my-life-before-queen @kiainspace @blossom-melina-burnickel @idontknowhowthisworked (pls let me know if you want to be tagged in the next fics!)

[reavenedges-lies]

AUTUMN THIS OR THAT TIME LOVES

Kate! My Love, the John to my Veronica (<- that was probably overkill but it's cute okay) @warriorteam1924 thank you so fucking much for the tag this was super fun! I hope you're staying as safe, sane and healthy as you can this fall with this worldwide Panini!

pumpkin or apple // cocoa or cider // Halloween or Thanksgiving // leaf piles or apple picking // hay ride or corn maze // woolly sweater or furry slippers // pumpkin carving or knitting // squash or sweet potato // black cats or bats // skeletons or witches // fake blood or fake spiders // mashed potatoes or stuffing // orange or black // apple pie or maple donuts // marshmallows or candy corn // vampire or werewolf // fireplace or cozy nook // spiced wine or craft beer // candied apples or s'mores // big scarf or oversized hoodie

Okay so maybe some new friends would like to do this as well so @princessphilly , @paintingtheice you guys in? @coffee-at-annies @tapejob @littlebabyboybarzal @sophie83540 @vicbug74

And as always anyone and everyone can do this or not no pressure love you lovelies 😘