Repost de tous les one shots que j'ai fait en français suite à la demande d'une amie ! Enjoy

Young Freddie is having a ball at the peak of his first tour in the spotlight. With the mess he left behind at home, a heartbroken Mary and a string of ex-lovers, Can he find what he's been looking for? Or will it slip between his fingertips before he has the time to open his heart? The confusion and frustration of analyzing his sexuality is a bit too much to conquer with everything else going on. Queens first headlining tour through the United States, leads them to a new friendship with the lead singer of their opening act. The boys embrace Lilith into their Queen family and she finds a loving brotherly bond with each of them. But what will come of her and Freddie's scandalously close relationship. I mean, naked showers together is normal for best friends, right? It's all innocent fun and games- Freddie is Lilith's new bff and he's gay anyway...so their flirty, playful relationship isn't all that weird....right?

A Deacury fic with bits of Maylor fluff. There isn't much smut in here. Sorry about that. This is my first attempt in writing a fic and I'm not a native speaker so please excuse any grammatical errors. Hope you like it guys!!! Feel free to comment whatever you want! Lot's of love! Despina

Queen and Bohrap one shots because I have no life

𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘇𝗮𝗻𝘇𝗶𝗯𝗮𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗮 "𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗶𝗰" 𝗯𝗼𝘆'𝘀 𝗮𝗰𝘁 "𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴."

<<malheur...>>dis-je tout bas. Je crois que c'est le mot qui me décrit le mieux en tant que "malheureuse"... Pourquoi ça doit arriver à moi? Mais je crois que la question ne se pose même pas puisque je connais maintenant déjà la réponse. M'enfuir, me cacher, courir, délivrer, trouver, chercher, attraper, ouvrir, décoder, partir, mentir, oublier, toucher, comprendre, ... Voilà à quoi ressemble ma vie depuis que j'ai su et depuis qu'elle m'a mis au monde Celui qui lira mon histoire et qui comprendra ce qui m'arrive, n'essaie pas de me retrouver. Je serais introuvable, cacher et... Malheureuse

*Sequel to A Simple Favour...* Can love really conquer all?

What if Freddie could never confess his secret? Or I wrote this at 3am and thought that it was the shit.

Jim's final years with Freddie.