Queen + (some) Big Hits By Each Member

therapist: and what do we say when someone upsets us?

hades: i’m going to send your soul to the fields of punishment for eternal torture?

therapist: no.

Poseidon: Hades's office is warmer than mine...it must be cause he has the gateway to hell under his desk

Artemis: Apollo kept trying to sacrifice me last night. He would just yell out “VIRGIN SACRIFICE!!” And then throw me into a circle of men

John: Can you do me a small favor?

Freddie: I’d literally die for you, but go on.

Roger: Deaky, the big question is, does Brian like you? Cause if he doesn’t like you then this is all a moo point.

John: A moo point?

Roger: You know, like a cow’s opinion. It doesn’t matter, it’s moo.

John: Have I been living with you too long, or did that just make sense?

Hades: ALL RIGHT LISTEN UP YOU LITTLE SHITS

Hades: Raven, not you, you’re an angel and we’re happy to have you here.

“About 1969, I opened a stall in Kensington Market, which was one of the hippest places in London. I used to run it with this bloke, Freddie, who I knew because he regularly came to see Smile, the band Brian and I were in at the time. Me and Fred used to sell old Edwardian clothes and scarves that he picked up from various nefarious dealers. Back then, I didn’t really know him as a singer—he was just my mate. My crazy mate! If there was fun to be had, Freddie and I were usually involved.” - Roger Taylor 

Queen as four elements (fire, water, earth and air)

Headcanons for how each of the Queen boys help Freddie with his panic attacks? From what I've read the poor guy had some bad ones

Brian gets Freddie to lie down on the floor, and then just lies on top of him. For some reason, Freddie finds Brian’s weight, and the feeling of being completely covered by him, calming and grounding instead of restricting. They will lie there like that until Brian is sure that Freddie is all right.

Roger drums on Freddie’s hands. Not literally, of course. He takes Freddie’s hands and lays them on his thighs and then gently taps out rhythms with his fingertips on the back of Freddie’s hands. The rhythms are always soothing. Sometimes he plays their songs, always the calm, quiet ones. Sometimes it’s something new. It gives Freddie something to focus on.

John sings. It takes a lot to get John to sing, but he will always sing for Freddie because he knows it calms the other man down. He will lean against Freddie, mouth to his ear, and sing softly. Sometimes it’s just notes, scales, lyric-less tunes; other times it’s slow, calming versions of their songs (Liar is oddly soothing when sung slow and low); later, their love songs. The repertoire grows larger over the years. Freddie goes limp, slowly, and leans back against John as he sings.