Imagines and one shots about the legend himself who we all still love so much, (And with whom I have an incurable infatuation with,) Freddie Mercury :) Anyways, enjoy my dears!
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Warning: This chapter does contain...lemon. Or smut if you're older than 5 lmao. If you're not comfortable reading it, you may skip. If you are comfortable reading it, then enjoy. This is one of my first times writing it so please bare with me here.
1984
You had gone to the studio to visit Freddie and the band, who were filming the music video for their song I want to break free. An amused smirk formed on your face when you found all four members dressed in drag.
"Hello there ladies." You giggled as you took in their appearances.
"Hi Y/N."Brian muttered, and you laughed again at how miserable he looked. He looked like a mom, wearing a pink nightgown and his curly hair in rollers.
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"Whose idea was this?" You asked curiously.
"Roger's." John rolled his eyes. You snorted at his appearance. He looked like a pissed off grandmother and he had a newspaper in his hands.
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"Hey Y/N, like our new style?" Roger, who was dressed as a schoolgirl questioned with a smile. You couldn't deny, he did look very convincing and even pretty.
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"It's certainly different." You commented as you walked toward him.
"Does it look good?" He grinned, walking closer to you.
"You pull it off nicely Rog, you should try dressing in drag more often."
"See? Y/N agrees with me! It was a good idea!" Roger gloated to the other two while putting an arm around your waist, while the band sighed in response.
