Ffloramint - Chopaeng

I might just actually post a fic on this god help me  Update: I did the thing (x) Originally from BrianMayNumber1Fan on youtube (x)

“I won’t be touring on my own or splitting up with Queen. Without the others - I would be nothing. The press always makes out that I’m the wild one and they’re all quiet, but it’s not true. I’ve got some wild stories about Brian May you wouldn’t believe!”

— Freddie Mercury, 1985

Everyone always talks about their roman empire being maxiel or lestappen or brocedes or landoscar or carlando which is fine, everyone has their own thing. But what about BRITCEDES?!?!?! How are they not talked about more? The man that the 11 year old George waited for—that man is gonna be his teammate 13 years later. The man he looked up to, he’ll get to race against him, with him in a little more than a decade. The man he waited for once upon a time waited for him back after races. They’ll be in videos together, take ice baths next to each other, get dinner together. That someday they will be joking around together and Lewis will love to tease the hell out of him. That Lewis will be taking him surfing (and hopefully skydiving soon if he hasn’t already and they are just keeping the content from us). That the man George cheered for will cheer back for him years later. Lewis literally paused in the middle of his media pen interview to watch George’s qualifying with his crossed fingers and “c’mon, buddy.” Lewis is gonna shower him with praises (how George is only gonna improve over the years and Lewis will help him anyway he can).

His hero turned into his teammate. Britcedes is my roman empire.

One of Brian’s many tributes to Freddie; this is my favorite.

i'm sorry this is a fic just waiting to happen

Pls, someone just give him a bicycle😭

Brian's letter, from the Winter 1991 edition of the Queen Fanclub Magazine.

Here's the text for those who find it difficult to understand the writing.

Wed. 27th Nov 91

3:00 Early morning

Dear folks,

This time I'm putting pen to paper for the 3 of us, John, Roger and myself. We have spent many hours together over the last few weeks and especially the last few days, and I think we feel very closely the same. We couldn't let this special magazine go out without a very special message of thanks to you, our wonderful friends ('fans' has never seemed quite the right word for you guys, (by which I mean ladies and gentlemen) who have been so incredibly understanding and supporting to us over the years). As you know by now, Freddie was fighting the terrible AIDS disease for many years, and for much of the time even we didn't know. For Freddie, his art and his friends were everything. He poured himself with huge vigour into both. He was determined that no hint of frailty should mar his music, or our music, or make life difficult for his friends. By refusing to concede anything to the illness, his amazing strength and courage enabled him to continue at full strength in making albums, videos, etc., even though it cost him more and more in private(?) pain. Life was already almost impossible for him while we were making the Innuendo album (After pacing himself very carefully during 'The Miracle' he hardly expected he would be alive for another.) By the time 'Days Of Our Lives' was being shot on video, he could barely stand. He never in our hearing complained about his lot, and never let despondency creep into his work. His voice seemed to get miraculously better and better. And he died without ever losing control. Freddie never wanted sympathy - he wanted exactly what you, Queen fans, gave him :- belief, support, and the endorsement of that strangely winding road to excellence that we, Queen, have tried to follow. You gave him support in being the outstandingly free spirit that he was, and is.

One final word. Whatever the despicable press may have made out, Freddie had nothing to be ashamed of. He lived life to the full, and was generous to everyone he came close to. His announcement, made by his own will only when he knew his fight was over, will, with our help and yours, be a major factor in persuading the public that AIDS is now EVERYONE'S problem. But Freddie, his music, his dazzling creative energy - those are forever.

Thank you all so much from us:-

Brian, Roger and John.

LOVE OF MY LIFE - CHILE 1992 / CHILE 2008

Freddie Mercury’s tragic death from AIDS in 1991 sparked off a depression [for Brian] that culminated in a breakdown and thoughts of suicide.

“I’m sitting here smiling, and very happy now. But back then I could never have imagined it. I thought my life was over. I was totally and utterly depressed, I mean real, proper depression. When you literally can’t get out of bed, you just want to pull the covers over.’“