Queen Is A Family. Proof:

Queen is a family. Proof:

Freddie: eldest child. A gay mess. Too much bravado to hide the fact he has no idea what he’s doing. Knows he’s been fab since he came out of the womb but keeping that legacy up is a lot of pressure?? Like he’s gotta work for that shit, not that he’ll ever say it. Will literally fight anyone for his younger siblings. Wants to see them grow up safe and healthy, but will also roast them constantly because if they get cocky so help him. Only he gets to roast them, though. You come after them? You catch a fist. Tries to teach them The Ways Of The World but has mixed results because they’re rebel children and he doesn’t actually know the way either. Will pretend to be independent/know the way even more for this reason.

Brian: intellectual middle child. a Nerd. Gets roasted for this frequently. Knows he and the Patented Eldest Child are supposed to set a good example for the little ones, but also knows they’re occasionally little shits who are outside his control. Has middle child syndrome at the same time and wants to be recognized, but doesn’t want to be recognized as wanting to be recognized, so he just kinda chills and is sad a lot and tries to be The Best so people notice him without him asking them to. Has significantly less pressure since he isn’t the firstborn, but ends up having the same amount anyway because now he thinks that he has to live up to whatever Freddie does. Plus he can’t let his younger siblings outshine him, so he’s gotta work work work. Good in school? Check. Good in band? Also check. Good at everything else? TRYING. 

Roger: chaotic middle child. Started out as the youngest so he became the Louise Belcher of this family but then the new baby came home so now he’s just dramatic and chaotic and loud. Does he resent his baby brother for this? Bitch you fucking thought. They’re double trouble now, fucking fight him. Youngest siblings gotta stick together. Worked hard to carve himself out as the young diva of this here family and happily retains that position even though he’s no longer the youngest. He will be more diva than all three of them. He will throw tantrums if it fucking kills him. He will get noticed if it fucking kills him. Just because he’s the youngest middle child of four doesn’t mean they get to put baby in a corner. He’s just gonna work overtime to get noticed. Bitch try and overlook him now. Fuck you. 

John: small baby child. By the time a couple has their fourth child they tend to stop taking as many baby photos and celebrating milestones the same way. John knows this but doesn’t mind that much. Older siblings try to impart life lessons on him. His eldest bro is super protective of him. His youngest bro talks to him about cars and pranks and Cool Younger Sibling Shit. His middle bro mostly tells him what to do, so he spends a lot of time throwing peanuts at his hair hoping they’ll stick. Doesn’t have the same need to compete/succeed the way his older siblings do because he knows nobody’s really watching anyway. Like that trickle-down firstborn pressure basically doesn’t affect you at all when you’re fourth in line. So he mostly just chills and marches to the beat of his own drum.