John Deacon wakes up at a familiar farm, his band mates Roger, Brian and Freddie are there with him but the last thing John remembers is one of them being dead.

It was always dearest. Never love, or darling, or dear. It was dearest, he was dearest.

It all started in 1971 when that mousey looking boy walked on stage to do a simple bassist audition. Who would've thought that it'd get this far? Warning: There are some mature parts in this book, I just didn't want to mark the book as mature because I didn't want Wattpad deleting any of my chapters!! this is an AU so obviously not everything is correct. [started March, 2016 - finished November 27, 2016]

What if the famous band Queen had a group chat? Would they create some mess? What on earth would they even talk about? #1 in Deacury 29/04/19 (THANKS GUYS ╰(*'︶'*)╯♡) #1 in Dealor 05/05/19 (AH-) #1 in Queenband 03/11/19 (HDKADHSK help I'm dying) #1 in Frian 17/11/19 (Guys I'm literally crying) #1 in Maylor 21/09/21 (WHAT REALLY???? THANK YOU) Also warning: Gay disasters