Formerly titled "Crazy Little Thing Called Love"
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"The door opened and the as before mentioned probable dick walked through. His hair was slightly rumpled and his lips looked swolen from the kissing. And he was beautiful. His eyes were a piercing...
HEY GUYS OMG IM SO SORRY I TOOK THIS DOWN FOR... A WHILE
Basically in short I was going through some friendship drama and someone (who I'm no longer friends with) started going through every form of social media I had and picked apart small things to make fun of me for so I took this down bc I was a tiny bit scared they'd find this and yk since this is a fanfic about a man the same age as my granny is probably the worst thing for someone I don't like to find. ANYWAYS:
A bit about me. I really love Queen (evidently). I am a trans guy but I'm writing y/n as a female bc it's just easier. I've got a predicted grade of 8 (it's like an A*) in English so I'm putting that to use.
This fanfic will be based off of my maladaptive daydreaming so lucky you. You get my family, background and the uni degree I wanna do (only we are gonna pretend London Uni does it bc only Oxford does it irl).
I'll probably scatter a few authors notes in the story. Those will be written (like this) so yea. I'll also add one at the bottom of every chapter. Along with that, you will also be given a free Roger photo.
This fanfiction will contain foul langage along with many sex jokes. I'll also include maybe a few smut scenes but I've never written that before so it's probably gonna not be written very seriously. ("Floppy sausage" is a phrase I've always wanted to use in my writing so that may crop up eventually) But none the less, NSFW warnings will be put at the start of chapters containing any sex. I'll probably write the first time vaguely seriously but other than that... I will also be occasionally referring to cigarettes as fags. 1. I am a big fat homosexual so I'm allowed to say the slur. 2. It isn't a slur, it's slang. Don't get mad.
It's the 70s so yk, there's gonna be a lot of mentions of drugs, cigarettes and alcohol only we are pretending that it doesn't affect the body long term n stuff.
Also, I do not know how the old money system worked. We changed to metric in 1972 and I am writing this based in 1970 so we are going to pretend that the money system changed in... let's say '65. I also do not know my London geography. The tube caused me to have panic attacks to I pay no attention to where stuff is so when it says "London" for the location, just imagine what you want tbh.
I'm gonna be trying my best to update every other Saturday however, I'm in my first GCSE year so lots of revision and also mocks in April-May but we are just gonna roll with it and see what happens.
2024 August here: I'm gonna be re-uploading a chapter every week once I've edited it all and read it through. I've finished my gcses and have a long ass summer so I may write a few more chapters for you xx. I'm not rly in the queen fandom too much now :(( but I still love writing so I'm gonna continue with this instead of leaving it unfinished and move on to a new story.
Have a free Roger photo:
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