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myficreccs · 7 months

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Bo Rhap Boys (and some of their other characters) fic rec masterlist

Updated 9 October 2023

Bo Rhap Boys

Headcanons

BohRap Boys as Elementary Teachers! by @likesomekindofcheese

Ben Hardy

Series

And they were roommates by @fallingprincess

Save You by @fallingprincess

One shots

bookends by @almightygwil

Falling by @demo-wise

Glitter Blood by @fallingprincess

guessing games by @angrylizardjacket

Just Say You Won’t Let Go by @backstage-journal

Movie Night by @pxroxide-prinxcesss

Nicotine Buzz by @redspecialty

Pain and other magical kinks by @fallingprincess

the proposal by @seven-seas-of-taylor

temporary fix by @seven-seas-of-taylor

Timing by @fallingprincess

[Unnamed request] by @illfoandillfie

Gwilym Lee

One shots

A Nice Surprise with Gwilym by @deacyblues

carolina by @almightyellie

classy girls by @almightyellie

from the shadows by @deacyblues

i lived by @almightyellie

like the movies by @brianmays-hair

meet on the ledge by @archaicmusings

patience by @almightyellie

p.s. i love you by @almightyellie

Joe Mazzello

Series

Agape by @joemazzmatazz

One shots

born losers by @archaicmusings

Date Night by @just-my-sickly-pride

Drowning by @joe-mazzello

Home. by @halfofwhatisayismeaningless

i’ll be in the front row by @angrylizardjacket

just give me a call by @mazzell-ro

Like a River Runs by @joemazzmatazz

linger a little longer by @rhapsodyrecs

love calls you by your name by @archaicmusings

Meant to go this way by @fallingprincess

Niece To Meet You by @moodysunflowergirl

Party For One by @joemazzmatazz

Request 1 by @assembledherethevolunteers

stars, cake, and kisses by @mazzell-ro

Stood Up, Make Love by @illfoandillfie

You Make Me Feel Like Dancin’ by @deacyblues

Blurbs

[700 follower celebration blurb] by @joemazzmatazz

Pat Murray

One shots

Collisions and Confessions by @assembledherethevolunteers

Love With Its Back Turned by @gardnerlangway

Napkin Numbers by @quinoaisrethinkinglife

Tim Murphy

One shots

Absolutely Smitten by @officially-multi-fandom

neighbor by @patmvrray

John Deacon

One shots

a dying art by @ineloqueent

A Permanent Deal by @adrenaline-roulette

crayons & caresses by @brianmays-hair

don’t go by @patmvrray

my wife by @ineloqueent

The Fire and the Flames by @deacyblues

Headcanons

Being a bassist and dating John Deacon by @stardust-killer-queen

Roger Taylor

Series

You’re a Legend, Freddie by @rogertayloriskindacool

One shots

Dining at The Ritz we’ll meet at 9 by @adrenaline-roulette

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laminy · 1 year

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a new life grows, the blossom knows, Chapter 12: Joe’s family is still in town. Sami takes some more photos. Ben does some baking while the guests fawn over Gwil.

#a new life grows #into the blue and sunny morn'#and the night followed day and the story tellers say #ben hardy fic #gwilym lee fic #ben hardy x gwilym lee #harlee #joe mazzello fic #rami malek fic #rami malek x joe mazzello #mazlek #bohemian rhapsody fic #bohemian rhapsody rpf #au

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cherry-holland · 2 years

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Gwilym Lee Masterlist

Blurbs

bed sharing 🥺🔥

#gwilym lee #gwilym Lee fic #gwilym Lee blurb #gwilym Lee one shot #gwilym Lee fanfiction #my writing

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illfoandillfie · 1 year

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Kinktober Day 23: Free Use

Kinktober Masterlist | Regular Masterlist

Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader x Gwilym Lee

Words: 2,570

Warnings: free use, threesome, degradation, PIV, oral sex (m receiving), a little bit of gagging, cock warming, sub!reader, dom!gwil, dom!ben, some spanking, fingering, a little bit of too quick penetration, possessive kink, implied bondage, implied somnophilia,

A/N: I guess this fits in the Taking Control verse. I wrote a sequel to it last kinktober so...heres another? Although apparently im allergic to writing another dom reader in this series ksfjksfksjdksjdksjd

Gwil was the first to arrive. Hardly surprising since he was always more punctual than Ben. Besides, it had been his idea to make the bet in the first place, of course he’d want to claim his prize before Ben did. Ben hadn’t even realised you were serious about it at first, although he was quick to side with Gwil once he had. So, when Gwil pressed your doorbell nearly fifteen minutes early, shopping bag of snacks for a movie marathon at his side, all you could do was sigh and let him in. “You excited?” He asked, emptying a bag of crisps into a bowel. “For the movie night? Sure. What’s not to be excited for.” Gwil ignored your feigned stupidity, “Judging by your outfit you are.” You glanced down at your dress, and then back at Gwil impertinently “Well I was going to wear jeans but, as you so helpfully reminded me, you require easy access.” Gwil laughed, “I hope you get this attitude under control before Ben gets here. We won after all, we expect you to be gracious about it.” “If you’re trying to call me a sore loser you’re wrong.” “Not sore yet but after a week of being our free use fuck toy you will be, I’m sure.” You rolled your eyes and laughed, “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Look, point is, I am kind of excited about this. I think it’ll be fun actually. We’ll probably need to discuss logistics at some point though. Like, I know you’ll probably stay over tonight but what about the rest of the week? Are you going to come here looking for me whenever you want a nice hole to get off in? Or am I expected to drop everything and come to you when you call? I don’t think either of us were thinking of that when we made the bet, but it’ll be fun to figure out I’m sure.” Gwil blinked, a little taken aback that you’d thought about it so much, or at least that you’d admitted you were excited, “Oh. yeah, I’m sure we’ll work that out. But I’m glad you’re as keen as I am.” “Doesn’t mean I won’t get you back for it though.” Gwil snorted, the sincerity of a moment before disappearing, and glanced at the clock, “Well, Ben’ll be here soon and I think I should get it in at least once before then. So,” he clicked and then started working on getting his pants undone, “Bend over.” You let out a huff as if you had better things to do, always ready to push his buttons, but complied, bracing yourself on the kitchen bench so Gwil could flip up your skirt. He inhaled sharply as he realised you weren’t wearing any panties. “Easy access,” you reminded him. “Good girl.” he ran his fingers along your already wet slit, “I knew you were excited.” You didn’t bother to say he shouldn’t be surprised since you’d already told him as much. It didn’t seem important when his fingers were parting your lips, exploring your cunt. You pressed back against his hand and he chuckled to himself.

Gwil didn’t waste too much time on foreplay. He stretched you a little on his fingers but his determination to finish in you before Ben arrived meant he was quick to press his tip against your hole. You hissed at the stretch, just shy of a sting. “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.” he grunted, “By the end of the week we won’t need to finger you at all” He stilled for a moment, seeming to be just enjoying the feeling of your cunt, his hands roaming over your sides and around to your breasts, “You’ll be so easy to fuck, full of cum and dripping wet from being our whore.” You whined, pitching forward at he suddenly thrust, pushing himself deeper. Gwil lay a slap to your arse as he thrust again, “Stay still, I’m trying to enjoy my cunt.” His possessive words sent a shiver through you. The idea that you would essentially belong to Gwil and Ben for the next week made your head spin, and you moaned as Gwil settled into a steady pace. It must have turned Gwil on just as much, the idea of owning your body and all the potential things he and Ben could do with you, because he came rather quicker than normal. You could have found his enthusiasm much hotter if he’d made any attempt to get you off too but when, after he’d pulled out, you pouted about not getting any relief, he’d just laughed. “That’s not really my concern. Your pleasure was never part of the agreement, Y/N. I’m sure you’ll manage at least a few orgasms just from how frequently we’ll be fucking you, but your purpose this week is just to take our cocks whenever we feel like giving them to you. If you’re lucky one of us will get a craving for cunt and eat you out until you cry.” All you could do was whimper and pout and hope that he didn’t mean it. “Careful Y/N. Keep looking at me like that and I’ll get hard again, you know I love it when you beg.” “I’m not begging.” He made a derisive little snort. “You’re such a prick. Next time we make a bet I’ll win and then I’ll have two free use cocks to play with.” “Ben’d enjoy that I’m sure, but I won’t be losing.” Before you could respond, the doorbell rang. Gwil grabbed the bowl of crisps, grinning, “Speak of the devil. You go let him in, I’ll choose a movie,” he instructed, slapping your ass lightly as he left the kitchen. “Prick!” you called after him as he headed out to the couch, but it was playfully meant and he just laughed.

“What’s he done now?” Ben asked as soon as you opened the door, clearly having heard your comment to Gwil. “Oh nothing, you know how he gets when I let him dom.” Ben laughed and followed you inside, “How many times has he fucked you since he arrived?” “Just the once.” “You sound disappointed,” “Only because,” you raised your voice a little so Gwil would hear, “he’s getting old and can’t last as long.” “Don’t listen to her.” Gwil said holding out the crisps to both of you, “She’s just salty that a free use toy doesn’t always get to cum. Anyway, movies ready to go.” Ben swung his backpack off his shoulder, opened it, and pulled out a pack of beers, “Drinks are sorted.” He collapsed onto the couch and began undoing his fly, “and I’ve been looking forward to this for days Y/N.” “Which hole sir?” you asked, readily falling into sub mode for Ben. He was too sweet to get the bratty behaviour you reserved for Gwil. “Mouth,” he said after a moment's thought. You dropped to your knees eagerly, shuffling forward until you were between his knees. “He gets a sir and I don’t?” Gwil huffed. You just shrugged and offered him a quick smile before you bent over to spit on Ben’s cock. Ben let out a breath like he was finally relaxing as you took him in your hand, pumping his shaft. He opened his beer, took a handful of crisps and asked Gwil how is week had been. You focused on his cock, almost salivating with how keen you were to taste him again. He was stiffening against your palm so you leant over him and drew your tongue around his head a few times, pleased when you elicited an audible reaction. He gasped and his free hand landed in your hair, pushing you down closer to his cock. With a quiet chuckle to yourself you let him guide you, taking his tip between your lips. It was a familiar sensation and you let yourself fall into a rhythm you knew Ben liked, slowly bobbing up and down on his length as you adjusted and took more of him. But, before you’d even managed to get more than a couple of inches down, Ben halted you. His fingers tightened in your hair, and he interrupted his conversation with Gwil to murmur a quiet instruction for you to still. “No, no, Y/N. I just want you to warm me for now. I’m trying to talk to Gwil and you’re very distracting.” And with that, his attention was elsewhere, Gwil continuing whatever story he’d started telling. Instantly you were hyper aware of the weight of Ben’s cock resting on your tongue and the slick pooling between your legs. You’d already been wet and horny from being fucked over the kitchen counter. Sucking Ben off wouldn’t have given you that relief but it would have helped. You liked being submissive and pleasing your boys, you liked knowing you could make them feel that good. But now you weren’t even getting that second hand pleasure that a successful blowjob would have given you. All you had to think about was the cock in your mouth – the feel of it, the scent, the taste – and the growing need to cum.

Ben made you wait for what felt like an eternity. In the time you were knelt between his knees, cock in your mouth, waiting, Ben and Gwil successfully covered all the most important bits of the previous week, and some of the more mundane bits too. They’d started the movie, continuing to talk as it played, sometimes with relevant information about the film and sometimes just other stuff they remembered. You had begun to whimper. Saliva had filled your mouth and eventually spilled over, running down your chin and over Ben’s shaft. You’d gagged once or twice, the sensation of him resting on your tongue combined with the excess spit just uncomfortable enough to cause the reaction. Both he and Gwil had shushed you when you did though, as though you were intentionally interrupting them. Though they hadn’t minded so much when you’d moaned after listening to them discussing how nice it was to own an obedient set of holes. They were planning how to use you, debating different ideas, working out a fare way for them both to get their share. And you’d been so turned on by the whole thing – the physical position you were in, the way they talked as if you weren’t in the room, the possessive language they used, and the reminder that they’d torment you for days on end – that you’d had no choice but to moan wetly around Ben’s cock. It all made you feel so ridiculously submissive. But, if you’d thought that their delight at your sounds would be enough to make Ben actually fuck your mouth, you were wrong. He made you wait just long enough that you’d begun to worry he wouldn’t ever let you blow him. But finally, he pressed against your head and you gratefully sank lower. It made you twice as enthusiastic as you would have been otherwise, determined to prove your gratitude and obedience. They still shushed you whenever you gagged though, so you had to be careful about taking too much at once. It all made your head spin and you found yourself squirming in place, trying to get some stimulation to your cunt. Ben didn’t pay any attention to that though, and neither did Gwil. Not until after Ben had held you down as he came.

You swallowed his cum and looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes. “She’s a right mess now,” Ben had laughed, tucking his spent cock away for the time being. “Up here, whore,” Gwil said, tapping his lap, “I want a better look. You nodded, all desire to be bratty to him gone, and did as he asked, blushing slightly when you realised you were wet enough to darken the fabric of his pants where you rested. He examined you, holding your cheeks between his fingers so he could see where cum and spit had run over your face, where tears had smudged your makeup, where your hair had been pulled out of place. You were nearly panting, trying to resist the urge to grind against the tent in his pants. When Gwil seems satisfied with your generally messy appearance, he manoeuvred you around, telling you to watch the movie as he spread your legs with firm hands. But you could barely pay attention, whining as he teased your cunt, touching you lightly. “Quiet.” he warned, shoving three fingers into your mouth. You sucked on them and whimpered around them. “Fuck, if I wasn’t hard before I am now. Perfect little fucktoy, making it so easy for us to use her. She’s practically dripping.” He laughed, to Ben. But he said softly against your ear, “Need your cunt again.” before pushing you off him so he could get his dick out once more. “Please Sir,” you whined as he pulled you back, his cock splitting you open again. “Quiet or we’ll stop using your cunt.” He warned, slapping his palm over your mouth, “fuck yourself, go on.” You nodded and began to move on his cock, the balls of your feet pressing hard against the floor so you could raise yourself up, your breathing inhibited slightly by the way he was covering your face. “Good girl, there you go.” Gwil cooed, reaching around to pull your breasts out of your dress.

For the rest of the movie you were passed from lap to lap. Once Gwil had cum again, Ben decided it was only fair he should get to feel your cunt too, forcing you to kneel on the floor so he could take you from behind. You’d almost forgotten how into domming you Ben could get, but the way he grabbed your arse cheeks as he railed into you, occasionally laying a harsh spank for fun, was a good reminder. And, as much as Gwil might have wanted to keep you denied, you did manage a couple of good orgasms. Ben was the first to give you one, always a little softer than Gwil was, but you moaned so loud and so much and thanked him so profusely that Gwil couldn’t let himself be out done. His competitive side came out and he forced another orgasm from you with his fingers as he left marks along your throat and shoulder as if to claim you or at least claim the title of most dominant. The credits of the movie took you by surprise as you came down from that orgasm. “What now?” you panted, not sure whether they planned to keep going with the movie marathon charade or if they had anything more specific planned out. “Well, there are more movies,” Gwil suggested. “But she’s such a distraction,” Ben countered, sounding almost like he was reading a bad script, “I barely know what we just watched.” “Hmm....” Gwil rubbed his chin in thought, giving you a quick wink just to confirm your suspicions that they had a plan, “We could tie her to the bed and whenever we wanted to, go in and fuck one of her holes.” Ben grinned as he watched your expression, “Oh I like that. Think she does too.” “Of course she does. She’s probably hoping we stay the night and keep our cocks warm in her while she sleeps.” “Maybe we should then.”

#my writing #my fics #ben hardy x reader #gwilym lee x reader #ben hardy smut #gwilym lee smut #ben hardy imagine #gwilym lee imagine #(i got stuck like halfway through this one so i hope the ending makes sense lmao)

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softspaceboibrian · 2 years

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softspaceboibrian MASTERLIST

hello, lovelies! this is everything I've ever published here on tumblr, or at least it should be. enjoy! <3

Ted Lasso

Jamie Tartt

The Heart Wants What It Wants

Fell in Love with the Fire Long Ago || A Jamie Tartt Story

Prologue

Chapter 1

Stranger Things

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy || Eddie Munson I have a taglist for this, so if you would like to be added, please let me know!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

more to come....

Marvel

Eternals

He would never admit it || Druig

X-Men

Nightmares || Warren Worthington III (Angel)

You Over Everything Else || Warren Worthington III (Angel)

Queen & Bohemian Rhapsody cast

Journeys End in Lovers Meeting (Professor!Gwilym Lee x student)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Kisses Series

Gwilym Lee: Unspoken Feelings

Ben Hardy: A Goddess Among Men

John Deacon: Reading Session

Ben Hardy

My Girl

Long Enough

Private After After Party (smut)

Golden Slumber

One More Present

Wouldn’t Have It Any Other Way

With A Little Help From My Friends

Gwilym Lee

Roll With It

The Rest of My Life

Roger Taylor

Bad Habit (song fic)

Rog and the Flying TVs

Our Castle

Brian May

You Need to Relax (smut)

Headcanons

Valentine’s day

Imagine being the daughter of a Queen member

BoRhap boys’ as dads

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borhapparker · 9 months

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borhapparker's 1k follower celebration!

we reached 1k followers! this was overdue, as it's been a few weeks since i reached this milestone but thank you to everyone that's joined my little corner of tumblr (: and to the couple friends i've made along the way, you guys are amazing and ily ! all characters elegible for the celebration are on the banner ! (all pedro pascal characters, ben hardy, gwilym lee, sebastian stan, andrew garfield and tom holland)

open

masterlist | series masterlist | fan net discord

💋 - love letter - send a prompt for a drabble on characters i write for

✨ - muse - describe yourself or one of your favorite characters in detail and i’ll make you a moodboard! additionally, i can also make you a moodboard for one of your fics

🎸 - mixtape - describe yourself + tell me your favorite music and i’ll make you a mini-playlist (for mutuals it comes with a graphic)

❤️‍🔥 - matchmaker - describe yourself / i’ll stalk your blog for ~vibes~ and i’ll match you with a character that you remind me of

🥂 - happy hour! - send me anything under the sun, your likes, dislikes, unpopular opinions, fmk, anything!

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@pbnjparker @madmadmilk @hollandroos @toxic-seduction @beardedjoel @jobean12-blog @punkette1026 @jupiter-soups @strang3lov3 @talaok @spiderboytotherescue @tommymilllers @living-for-jesus-and-telenovelas @thatoneobsessedlinguist

#ambs 1k follower celebration #1k followers #tom holland #ben hardy #sebastian stan #gwilym lee #andrew garfield #pedro pascal #writing #asks #music #moodboards #fics #blurbs

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ladystrallan · 2 months

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New G&G fic!

Happiness

A G&G modern AU

Grigor packs up his stuff as he prepares to move out of their apartment.

Check it out here

#the great #the great hulu #georgina dymov #charity wakefield #grigor dymov #gwilym lee #g&g #grigor x georgina #modern au #the great fanfic #read on ao3 #fan fic #fan fiction #taylor swift #fucking lemoniest of lemon

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 2 years

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The Present Race

Fandom: RPF, American Actor RPF, British Actor RPF, Bohemian Rhapsody Cast

Pairing: Joe Mazzello x Female Reader

Characters: Joe Mazzello, Female Reader, Gwilym Lee, Ben Hardy, Original Female Character, Original Child Character, Rami Malek,

Word Count: 1100// Rating: Gen

Summary: It's time for a birthday but who will win first place in the present race?

Tags/ Warnings: Tooth Rotting Fluff, Kids, Babies, Birthday Parties, Borhap Cast, Friends, Established Relationship, Requested Fic, Request

Notes: working my way through requests. They're now closed till after halloween challenge

REQUEST - @borhapgirlforlife19

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello × fem. reader oneshot where it's their daughter's first Birthday and they have a party at their house with Joe's family, reader's family, and the Borhap cast there? Also, Joe sits on the floor opening her gifts with his daughter beside him and she helps Joe tear off the wrapping paper and she lights up when he shows her the gifts and everybody takes pictures and gushes over how adorable she is?

‘Oh open mine first,’ Rami said grabbing a sleek square parcel off of the floor and handing it to Joe. He was sitting on the floor of the lounge, piles of presents around him and his daughter, Ellie, in between his legs. She was watching everyone excitedly though she didn’t quite understand the reason they were all gathered around was for her. It was her first birthday and though Joe and Y/N hadn’t gone all out with a massive birthday party they had invited their close friends around for dinner and cake to celebrate.

‘Oh yeah put us all to shame,’ Ben chuckled as Joe took it off his friend.

‘Yeah, get in first and hope we can’t outdo right Rami?’ Gwilym said with a smile.

‘What can I say,’ he shrugged, ‘there’s a reason he picked me to be godfather.’

‘We picked,’ Y/N said coming to sit down beside Rami on the couch.

‘Shall we just get our coat, Ben?’ Gwilym said with a chuckle.

‘Think we better had mate,’ Ben chuckled.

Before anyone could say anything else Ellie made a frustrated noise. She had been sitting looking up at Joe who was unknowingly holding the present just out of her grasp. Joe noticed her and said, ‘oh sorry honey.’

He placed the package on the floor where she immediately started to paw at it grasping the neat wrapping in her chubby grip. With a giggle of excitement, she yanked at it squealing as chunks of it started to come off in her hand.

‘Be careful mate,’ Ben said, ‘she might have your hand off.’

‘She’s got good taste,’ Rami said. Soon enough Joe started helping her and they pulled off all the wrapping paper until it was completely unwrapped. It was a small shoe box which once Joe opened revealed a tiny pair of trainers.

‘Are those trainers?’ Ben asked.

‘Not just any they’re bloody Gucci,’ Gwilym said with a whistle.

‘Nice,’ Joe said, ‘I mean she will one hundred per cent kick them off after five minutes but they’re pretty neat.’

‘Oh they’ll be on the floor of any store we go to within seconds but they’re pretty cute I must say,’ Y/N said.

As if to prove her parent’s point Ellie took that opportune moment to grab one of the shoes in her scrunched-up fist and launch it out towards where the boys were sitting though it somehow went backwards clunking Joe on the head.

‘Ouch,’ Joe said which only made her giggle.

‘Well that was worth it even if she won’t wear them,’ Rami laughed.

‘Yeah very funny,’ Joe grumbled. His moaning wasn’t taken notice of for long though as Ellie was up off her bottom and crawling towards the neat pile of presents a little way out of her reach. She grabbed out for one but Joe merely leaned forward and took it out of her reach.

‘Dada,’ she grumbled though her pout seemed to retreat as he placed it in front of her. She immediately started tugging the paper off.

‘I guess we’re not allowed to know who this one is off are we El,’ Y/N chuckled.

‘It’s me,’ Gwilym said as Ellie continued to ravage what was now showing to be a big box. The box was brightly coloured something that seemed to get the baby’s attention immediately.

‘What is it?’ Rami asked peering over Ellie’s head which was blocking his view.

‘This pull-along toy thing,’ Gwilym said, ‘it’s a caterpillar you pull along. Meant to help with walking and stuff. And it’s good for motor skills and-’

‘And you did pages of research right Gwil?’ Joe chuckled.

‘Well you gotta get it right, right?’ he asked, a little tinge of pink now across his cheeks and nose.

‘Well if not just throw cash at it right?’ Ben said.

‘Hey just because that’s what you do with all the girls in your life,’ Rami said holding his hands up and making a laugh ring out around the room. Even Ellie giggled along oblivious to the joke she’d missed.

‘It’s lovely Gwil,’ Y/N said looking at the ornate wooden toy her daughter had seemingly lost all interest in as it was discarded with the shoes as she headed back to the other present that was laying just out of her reach.

‘Looks like she’s not too fussed,’ Rami said.

‘That’s because our girl has taste,’ Ben said sliding off of the couch until he was sitting in a similar position to Joe, legs splayed around the present that was in front of him. Ellie crawled to it, pulling herself up on the large box as she got there. She stood wobbling slightly.

‘What do you think El?’ Ben said, ‘should we open it?’

‘Open,’ she giggled banging on the box with her chubby fist.

‘You don’t have to tell me twice,’ Ben said pulling wrapping paper off the box with little help from Ellie.

‘What is it?’ Gwilym said.

‘A baby drumkit,’ Rami said.

‘Oh great,’ Y/N said.

‘Yeah thanks man,’ Joe said as Ben opened the box and pulled it out. It was a plastic stand with individual sections that could be played. Buttons and knobs for turning. Bright lights and things to fiddle with littered the small console.

‘Hey,’ Ben said, ‘it’s our job to make sure she drives you up the wall. Besides, it’s not just a drumkit. It’s a complete set of musical instruments in one handy console.’

As if that was her cue Ellie started banging on some of the buttons making it whizz to life. A sickly-sweet voice rang out saying, ‘dog!’ which was then followed by a woof. Ben moved around, his hand on Ellie’s side keeping her upright as she started to smash the buttons under her fingers. A cacophony of animal noises rang out around the room not waiting for the machine to finish speaking before it was announcing the next one.

‘Am I back in the running for best present then?’ Rami said looking between his friends.

‘Let’s see how long it takes the batteries to run out before we make a decision huh?’ Joe chuckled.

‘You like it El?’ Ben said looking into the baby’s round hazel eyes. She nodded, ‘gizza kiss then,’ Ben said placing his cheek in front of her as two chunky fists slapped him roughly in the face before drool-covered lips placed a kiss on his cheek.

‘Now there’s a review we can’t compete with,’ Gwilym said.

‘What did you expect?’ Y/N laughed, ‘Ben’s got a way with women.’

#my writing #the present race #joe mazzello x you #joe mazzello fic #joe mazzello x reader #ben hardy #gwilym lee #rami malek #fluff

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guiltypleasurefandomface · 1 year

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#I meant to post this the other day #Gwilym Lee #Bo Rhap Boys #Inviting Roger 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹#I miss the fics in the universe where the bo Rhap Boys are their kids #Wah

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bohemiansweede · 1 year

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Xmas Fics

Here are my Xmas fics with the Bohrap boys

Enjoy and be safe out there

Warnings 🔞

A/N please like and reblog or leave a comment

Thank you

On the naughty list

A total surprise

Not alone for Christmas

Christmas party

❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️Enjoy also my Queen novel collection

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yournotsolocalcryptid · 2 years

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Gonna tryn get some stuff done for here so I can have new things to post soon. If anyone has any Moodboard or fic or headcanon ideas or wants please reply to this post or send it to my inbox!

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likesomekindofcheese · 6 months

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Hey! Just recently finished The Great and frankly I’m also upset about Grigor’s relationship between Georgina and Marial, of which I haven’t liked her character since the beginning of the show and can’t seem to fathom why he loves her. Anyways, I can’t seem to find the post where you explain why you don’t like it, and if you haven’t written/posted it, I’d love to see why!

*cracks knuckles*

Hi there! I don't think I made a whole official post about why I don't like it outside of jokes. So let me explain why here. To get one thing over with, it was a personal thing. Gwilym Lee was my celebrity number one husband-boyfriend crush for ages. I began watching The Great for him. And of course I wrote lots of Grigor x reader fics to channel my imagination and lust. So when he became a cheater in season 2, out of nowhere, without any warning...it was a shock. I tried to think through it, justify it, but it never did. It felt like even in my fantasies, I wasn't safe. I wasn't good enough. The minute I slipped up in a romantic relationship, I would be cheated on as punishment. I had panic attacks and couldn't sleep and cried for days. I couldn't even look at the show or images or of Grigor for without crying. It was as if...I was the one cheated on. I literally had to get therapy because it bothered me so much.

Okay, now that this is done, here is my personal take of why Grigor/Marial is bad as a pairing. Also, this is just me being biased and my personal take, so if you ship the pairing...eh, good for you, all the more power to ya. This post isn't for you.

Let's move onto the foundation. I've discussed it a lot with the Queen and legend @ladystrallan but here it is for all y'all. The Big reasons why. Starting with the most important one.

Reason #1) Marial does not actually give a shit about Grigor's well-being and happiness.

Often in fanfics, when Grigor cheats on George, it's because he is sad about George and the OC or Reader or whoever is worried about him. They want him to be happy, wanted, loved, and valued, and chosen. Marial does none of those things. It's never about "how can I help this poor little meow meow feel better?" It's about "what can he do for me" like she's the damn rat from Charlotte's Web.

Reason #2) Marial does not respect Grigor

If Marial did respect Grigor, she would listen to what he says. She would not blab to Catherine about Peter having sex with and accidentally killing her mother. In season 3, when Peter dies- Grigor is sobbing and in a grieving state for his best friend. Marial on the other hand is celebrating his death like the munchkins celebrating a house dropping on the wicked witch in The Wizard of Oz. Let's put it this way- if someone who you loved, someone you were very close to dropped dead out of nowhere, would you want to date someone who celebrated the death as good thing? No. If she did respect him, she would support him in his grief. She would keep her trap shut. Even if she personally didn't like Peter...she would still be there for Grigor's struggle of losing his friend. At the end of the day...Marial will betray her bestie to become a lady again. She is only on her own side and no one else's. She gets some Pet The Dog moments with the serfs...but not with anyone else she has interpersonal connections with at court.

Reason #3) The Affair is selfish.

Marial does none of these things. She starts the affair not because she is worried about his well-being, or happiness, or respect or selflessly genuinely loves him...she starts it because 1) he was a former fling, 2) she is rich again and she can, and 3) to spite Georgiana. Grigor kind of wants to feel happy and alive again- but it's bc George is away from him!

I understand that fiction is not reality. We can use fiction to discuss taboo things. Or even admit that we fantasize about things we know are ethically wrong. It says nothing about us. Just because we fantasize it or like it in fiction doesn't mean we like it in real life. But...

Reason #4) The Writers paint Georgiana's affair as bad and Grigor's affair as good.

We have all of season one to see how much it hurts Grigor to see his wife be Peter's mistress. And I'm not going to pretend it is entirely good. But Georgiana does get a few lines in season 1 after the poisoning that she kind of...HAS to be Peter's mistress. That their high social standing and wealth comes from their close friendship with Peter that in no ways should be tampered with. And this includes the complete lack of boundaries with Georgiana, because he is the absolute ruler emperor. Like that line in Six The Musical- If Peter says it's you, it's you. As far as I know, Peter and Georgiana is consensual other than the implied power balance and she's lucky she likes Peter and he's a good lover. In fact, back in the day, men WOULD offer their wives as missteress to the king because you could get a huge castle and lots of lands and money from it! That's what Mary Boleyn's husband thought when Henry VIII made her his mistress. You don't technically have a choice- might as well make the most out of it.

Yet the writer(s) paint Georgiana as bad and frame Marial as good, as something that Grigor needs to heal (it ain't), that she is his true love (blech) all without taking a big look in the mirror. They don't know how to handle a complex woman as Georgiana but they think framing Marial as a girlboss makes it better (yuck).

On a related note...imagine if we switched the genders? If Grigor was Georgette and Marial was Mark, we have Georgette being lonely and swept up in her exes charms. Giving everything to Mark, even when he crosses her personal boundaries. Despite this, she keeps running back to him, swearing she'll marry him even though he hates her recently dead bestie and doesn't comfort or support her mourning.

If that was the case, there would be riots! People would be all "omg you deserve better! My poor baby! Dump his ass, queen!" But...no. Since we have Miss GirlBoss (tm) Marial, this toxicity is apparently okay.

Reason #5) Grigor's love and loyalty to his wife was part of what made his character so endearing in the first place.

It's like if Peter said "fudge" instead of "fuck," but we all fell in love with Count Dymov because he loved his wife so much. That is why there are so many Grigor fics out there. Becuase the depth of love he has not only for Peter...but for Georgiana. It's not the issue that his honor as a man is insulted to have his wife sleep around...it's because he is genuinely heartbroken and sad about it. That he loves her that much. And that he loves Peter that much too. He's crying when he tries to put a pillow over Peter's face to suffocate him. In fact, Georgiana does care about his well being despite the whole mistress stuff. When he gets scruff out of rebellion, she knocks him out and tenderly gives him a shave. They tease and flirt with each other. She sits on his lap. Who wouldn't want a relationship where you are that wanted, adored, and unconditionally loved? In fact, their only conflict was Peter. If it wasn't for Peter, they would have an idyllic, wonderful marriage. Look up The Great on TV Tropes- they are listed as "Happily Married."

So him having an affair on Georgiana, to where he is given an option to KILL GEORGIANA and abandon her for Marial felt egregiously out of character.

This is not why i signed up. I wanted him and Georgiana to heal and grow and triumph in their love, especially as the series went on and Peter focused more on his romantic relationship with Catherine to where that WAS the show.

So yeah...those are my two cents.

#the great #the great hulu #tw: cheating #grigor dymov #georgiana dymov #the great tv show #gwilym lee #phoebe fox #charity wakefield #anti marial/girogr #or #anti marial/grigor

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laminy · 1 year

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New Year’s Eve, December 2040.

#happy new year everyone!#not much but just something for the holidays #into the blue and sunny morn’#and the night followed day and the story tellers say #ben hardy fic #gwilym lee fic #gwilym lee x ben hardy #harlee #joe mazzello fic #rami malek fic #rami malek x joe mazzello #mazlek #bohemian rhapsody fic #bohemian rhapsody rpf #au

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marchofthekillerqueen · 2 years

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can I just say I think it’s bizarre that bohemian rhapsody (2018) spawned its own fandom that seems honestly pretty removed from the entity that is queen itself. I have mixed thoughts about the movie bc while it is riddled with inaccuracies and pushes a kind of false narrative, I was so happy to see my favorite band on screen when it came out that I kind of pushed the negatives aside back then. and don’t get me wrong I think it was really cool that it brought in a new wave of fans but there was a portion of them who treated the bo rhap cast and the actual members of queen as interchangeable. or only cared about the cast and had very little interest in queen’s discography and history. idk… I can just remember seeing like “gwilym lee as brian may x reader” fics and that is so wild to me. caring more about a theatrical portrayal of a living musician than the actual musician

#this is not a callout toward anyone I’m just thinking #I’ve been in the queen realm for so long sometimes I forget I’m here #g

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illfoandillfie · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 6: Hypnosis

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Pairing: Gwilym Lee x Reader

Words: 1,906

Warnings: hypnosis (obviously), orgasm denial, edging, reference to blowjob and handjob

A/N: The idea for this one has been kicking around in the back of my mind for a while now, although originally it was not a Gwil fic. But I struggled getting it to work before so I think switching to Gwil was the right choice lmao. Also the hypnosis file mentioned, Cal’s Curse, is a real hypnosis audio available online.

You’d never met anyone you were more sexually compatible with than Gwil. Which was proven by your shared interest in orgasm denial. Both of you found it hot to think about and both of you had wanted to experiment with it, though from opposite sides. Gwil liked the idea of controlling your orgasms so explicitly and you were intrigued by the effect edging and denial at his hands would have. There was really only one problem. You weren’t good at being denied. No matter how many times you played with it, no matter what research you did, it never seemed to work. You struggled to recognise when to stop stimulation and sometimes you just entirely forgot when you should be edging. Of course you’d experimented with it a lot. Gwil had watched you and tried to use orders and commands to keep you denied. He’d been more hands on, edging you himself sometimes with toys and something just his body. There’d been punishment spankings when you’d gone over the edge and then, when you enjoyed that too much, he’d tried using humiliation to motivate you. Only it hadn’t worked all that well since you discovered you actually could get off just from humping the furniture and all the mean, degrading, humiliating things he said made you even hornier. The most success you’d had was when Gwil had fingered you and watched very closely for your reactions but he’d only ever managed a couple of edges at a time and it had never seemed to make you as wet as all the accounts and articles online promised it would. You weren’t overly upset about it. It was a little frustrating to not experience the heightened arousal you’d read about, but you liked cumming more than you liked being denied and you were perfectly happy to say you tried and it wasn’t right. But Gwil didn’t like the idea of giving up so quickly. He wanted to make sure he tried everything he could before he let the idea go. So he went back to the internet to do more research and, you happily tried out every idea he had, to mixed success.

Until one day when Gwil announced he’d found something new. “It’s going to sound a bit crazy.” he prefaced the idea with, “but basically, it’s an audio file that you would listen to and it’ll sort of stop you being able to cum without explicit permission from me.” “You’re right that does sound crazy.” “I know, I found it on this reddit page about sexual hypnosis and-” “Hypnosis!” “I was sceptical too, at first. But there was a bunch of people saying it had worked for them.” You considered him, still not sure you believed it would work but intrigued by the idea that it might, “I suppose there’s no harm in trying.” “Exactly.” He said quickly. “Alright, explain it all then.” “Well the file is called Cal’s Curse. Basically we’d download the audio onto your phone and you’d listen to it on loop overnight. It’s a guy talking about how you can’t cum and theres like sounds or music in the background that are hypnotic so the suggestion takes hold and, if it works, you won’t be able to cum unless you’re told to.” “Sounds easy enough.” “It might take multiple listens for it to properly work so I was thinking that you can spend the next two nights listening to it before we test to see if it worked. Does that sound okay?” “Mmhmm, sounds great.”

It took you a little longer than usual to fall asleep, the audio a bit distracting and hard to adjust to. But when you woke the next morning it was still playing, though one headphone had fallen out of your ear. You lay in bed for a little longer than normal, still listening to it, the repetitiveness and calming words making it hard to pull your mind away. Gwil watched you closely over breakfast, as if trying to determine how affected you were. “Sorry,” he said when you told him to quit it, “I just wanna know if it’s working. Also the idea of you being hypnotised into denial is kinda hot. Get a semi every time I think about it.” You laughed, “Well, I can probably help with that.” “Good idea,” Gwil said. You moved towards the bedroom excited at the thought of being fucked, but before you got more than a step away Gwil stopped you. “Where do you think you’re going? You can help me right here. On your knees.” “But-,” you started, even as you did as he asked. “I don’t want to ruin our little test with Cal’s Curse. I think you can be on no touch for today, get you all worked up and horny so that when I do fuck you it’ll make your inability to cum all the more fun. But you can still suck me off.”

The recording was always at the back of your mind throughout the rest of the day. You couldn't shake the desire to listen to it again and once or twice gave in, listening as you tidied the kitchen or scrolled through Instagram. The idea that it might somehow remove your ability to orgasm without permission was hot and made you wet when you thought about it for too long. But even if that didn’t happen the file was nice to listen to as background noise. Gwil was thrilled that you were so on-board with his idea, that you were listening to it more than he’d suggested. To the point where he couldn’t resist asking for a handjob after dinner, sure that it was only going to help make you hornier and more fun to deny. And once more you fell asleep listening to the recording on loop.

The next day Gwil decided you were ready. Or at least that he was too horny not to fuck you. He had to wait until he was done with a few errands but once he was back home fucking you was all he could think about, and you were just as eager. “Remember you do not have permission to cum.” Gwil reminded you as he striped your clothes off. You nodded and giggled a little as he kissed your inner thigh, his beard tickling your skin. “Already wet,” he smiled before licking along your slit. Gwil still wasn’t sure the hypnosis had actually worked and decided to play it safe, manually edging you a few times. His fingers and tongue brought you close but he monitored your reactions, improved at recognising the signs of your approaching orgasm and so improved at stopping at the right time. You tried to help too, warning him when you were starting to feel close, though he knew he couldn’t rely on that alone. But he wanted to push you, to see if hypnosis was real and if you’d be unable to disobey. So, after three edges, he ignored the signs of your nearing climax and kept fingering you just the way you liked, knowing that either you’d cum or the audio file had done what it said it would do. You felt the change as he watched your face, his fingers working purposefully, hitting the best spots. You arched into his touch, able to feel the pleasure growing, the words ‘thank you’ on your lips as you got ready for what was bound to be a satisfying orgasm. Only the orgasm never came.

Gwil grinned, his fingers suddenly stopping and pulling his fingers free, “It worked.” You whined but Gwil just kept looking pleased, automatically moving to rub your clit again. It sent pleasure through you again and you’d have sworn you were going to cum but it never quite reached the peak. “Please can I come, Gwil,” “Not yet,” he shook his head, “After all this work to get you here I’m not going to give in before I fuck my denied cunt.” You didn’t know whether to moan or sob and instead settled on a strangled sort of whimper that made Gwil grin again. “Oh honey, don’t worry. You’ll still feel good, just not too good.” With that he got rid of his underwear and pushed your legs wider, taking a moment to appreciate how wet you were before lining up and pushing inside. He was right too, you did feel good. The way his body caged you in, the way his cock filled you, the way he moved. You moaned at how amazing it felt and grasped his arse and his hip to keep him going. But all the same it was never quite enough. Or it was enough, you knew it would have made you cum on an ordinary day, but no matter how much you willed yourself to tip over the edge you were physically incapable. Your brain wouldn’t let it. You had one rule and it was not to cum without permission and it was impossible to force or trick yourself into breaking it. Gwil however had no such problem. He gasped and panted about how easily he could fuck you, how good you felt when you clenched, how hot it was knowing he was controlling your orgasms. And then he came with a deep groan, slumping against you, crushing you in the best way. You felt tears fill your eyes, a mixture of frustration at not achieving the same release and also joy at how you’d pleased Gwil. He was still trying to catch his breath as he kissed you tenderly,. But you only had one thing on your mind, exacerbated by the feeling of him still inside you, “Can I cum now Gwil?” He laughed and kissed you again, saying “no” against your lips. You whined but accepted the kiss, happy for any sort of attention and anything that might distract you from the need. “How about we make a deal,” he said finally, “You’ve been very good for me and I am very very proud of you for trying this.” His praise made you feel warm and you hummed, wanting him to continue. “So I will let you cum today. But not yet.” “Thank you Gwil, thank you.” “I do want to see if we can push this a bit further so tonight you’ll listen to the curse again. And tomorrow. And the next day and the next, for the whole week this time. And I’m going to fuck you every day because I can’t have my drippy cunt going to waste.” You whined, your need only growing with everything he said. “Uh uh, listen. So, one orgasm later today. Denied for a whole week. And then after the week I’ll let you cum as much as you like. Deal?” “Deal,” you said without even pausing to consider, only thinking about the orgasm you’d get that day. Gwil laughed and grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him, “God if you’re this desperate now I can’t wait to see you after a week. You’ll be humping me in your sleep.” You whined again and this time felt his hips rock in response. “I don’t know if you can tell, honey, but the idea of you being constantly wet and desperate has really got me going again.” He thrust again, “This next week is going to be fun.” All you could do was moan as he started fucking you again.

#my writing #my fics #gwilym lee x reader #gwilym lee smut #gwilym lee imagine

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softspaceboibrian · 2 years

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i never really realise how hard it is to write horror/dystopic/action scenes.

i've been writing this chapter for over a week now, going over every detail, re-writing over and over every single paragraph. i think i hate it. possibly my worst chapter yet. possibly the worst thing I've ever written.

i want to cry.

#eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x henderson!reader #eddie munson x reader #st4 #stranger things 4 #eddie munson fic #gwilym lee #stranger things #softspaceboibrian #softspaceboibrian writings #good old fashioned lover boy eddie

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