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history repeats itself ~ gwilym lee

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request?: yes!

“hey, i saw you wrote for Ben Hardy so I was wondering if you would write for Gwilym Lee? If not ignore this lol. I was thinking something like he meets the reader on set and they immediately hit it off, and the resemblance of her to Brian May’s wife is uncanny (let’s pretend he’s had just the one) and it’s kinda like a history repeats itself thing? idk if that made since. maybe Brian and Roger noticing and just being so amazed seeing that happening in front of them? thank you, and obviously since i have no explanation skills take complete control!”

description: when she gets cast to play the wife of a rock legend, everyone realizes how similar she and her on screen husband look to the originals

pairing: gwilym lee x female!reader

warnings: swearing, rpf

masterlist (one, two, three)

It was such a small role, one that didn’t even have any lines. But to me, it was huge. It was a small role in a massive blockbuster movie: the Freddie Mercury biopic. It would be the biggest job of my career. Up until that point, I had only been an extra in a few sitcoms. Having a small, silent role as Brian May’s wife in a Freddie Mercury biopic may seem like a small step up from what I’m used to, but the scale of the movie made it a massive deal for me.

I wasn’t sure if I’d get the role. There were hundreds of other actresses just like me - desperate for even the smallest roles in such a big film - were lined up to meet the director and casting director. It was such a small chance of getting it I thought. Until I walked into the room and both of their eyes widened when they landed on me.

“Holy shit,” the casting director breathed. “She looks just like her.”

I was cast on the spot. I nearly sobbed in happiness. I managed to keep the tears in until I got to my car and could call my parents to give them the news.

A few months later, I was preparing for my day on set. It was a party scene that was taking place at Freddie’s mansion at the height of their career. The other band members - Brian, Roger, and John - were there with their wives/girlfriends. The scene mostly required us to sit by our assigned on-screen husbands while they conversed. It was an easy day, and it was only going to take one day of filming, but I was still nervous. I had already met up with the director and some of the cast involved in the scene, but today I was going to be meeting the main four actors and two members of Queen.

I was just finished with wardrobe and was on my way to hair and makeup when I came across one of the main actors, Gwilym. I had been told about him after being cast, since he was the one playing Brian May, but I hadn’t met him yet. I suddenly felt nervous as I approached the hair and makeup trailer, where Gwilym was stood outside the door also waiting. He looked up as he heard me approach and smiled.

“Hi,” he said.

“Hi,” I said back. “I’m (Y/N).”

“Gwilym. Nice to meet you.” He reached out and shook my hand. I hoped he couldn’t feel how my hands were shaking. “You’re playing Brian’s wife, right? Well, my wife I guess.”

I chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, that’s me. I’m getting all dolled up for my one day on set to film my one, dialogue-less scene.”

“Hey, there’s no such thing as small parts remember.”

I made a face at him. “You sound like my old theater teachers.”

Gwilym cringed. “That’s the last thing I’d ever want.”

I laughed. The door to the hair and makeup trailer opened and two other extras came out. The stylist greeted us and told us to come in. I sat in one chair while Gwilym sat in the one next to me. I watched the stylist grab a long, brunette wig and place it next to Gwilym.

“I’m gonna have to do Gwilym’s wig firs since that’ll take the longest,” she told me. “So, sit tight, and try not to mess up your wardrobe too much.”

I nodded and gave her a thumbs up.

I watched the process of applying Gwilym’s wig. It really did take a long time. First, a bald cap had to be applied to Gwilym’s head. Then, the wig was placed on his head in a few different ways to figure out the best placement. Once that was figured out, the wig had to be pinned down in a way that made it look natural on his head, and not like a wig.

“So,” Gwilym said, trying his best not to move his head. “Since we’re going to be here a while, and since we’re playing a married couple, I suppose we should get to know one another.”

“Sure,” I said with a laugh. “What do you want to know?”

“Is this your first movie?”

“It is. Until now I was just an extra in a few sitcoms. I had one line once, that’s the extent of my career.”

“Well, extras are important. Without them, a scene would look so stupid if it was just the main characters.”

I shrugged. “I know that, and I know every actor has to start somewhere, but I’ve been doing this for roughly five years. Performing Arts schools are expensive and I sometimes worry I made a mistake persuing acting.”

I saw Gwilym’s eyes quickly look over at me before looking back at the mirror in front of him. “It’s never a mistake to chase your dreams. It just takes time. You have to play the small parts in order to get experience for the big ones.”

“You’re right. It’s just taking so long. But I’m here now, so that’s a step up.” I shook my head. “Anyways, away from my career insecurities. Tell me a bit about you.”

We talked throughout his wig applying process. We exchanged embarrassing childhood stories, talked about how we got into acting, general details about one another. I had forgotten about the fact that I was waiting to have my own hair and makeup done by the time Gwilym stood from his chair.

He looked at himself in the mirror before turning to me. “How do I look?”

I tilted my head as I looked up at him. “Scarily like Brian May.”

He chuckled. “That’s good, then. They won’t fire me anytime soon. I’ll see you on set?”

I nodded and watched him go. I felt a little disappointed by the fact that he was leaving. I had really enjoyed talking to him. The next time I’d see him would be on set for the scene, where we wouldn’t be able to talk, and then once that ended I’d never see him again.

The stylist started going my hair and makeup. She showed me a picture of Brian and his wife in the early 80s, which was when the scene was set, as the inspiration for my look in the scene. It was subtle, but it was clearly 80s. It didn’t take as long as Gwilym’s had, and soon enough, I was on my way again.

I stepped out of the trailer just as Gwilym was walking up again. He was now in his costume, looking so much like a young Brian May that it was scary.

“Right on time,” he said. “I was coming back to walk you to set.”

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that,” I said, but I was touched by the offer.

“I didn’t have to, but I wanted to, so I am.” He offered an arm to me, like a gentleman. I took it and we started walking to set. “Besides, it’s a big scene with a lot of people. It might be nerve wracking to walk on set by yourself with all those people.”

“It is. Especially with meeting the rest of the main cast at the same time.”

“Oh, they’re all a bunch of wankers, you don’t have to worry about meeting them.”

I giggled. “You can’t say that about Brian May and Roger Taylor, though. And they’re going to be on set, too.”

“No, you’re right. But they are very kind. You don’t have to worry about meeting them. I’m sure everyone will like you. Even if they didn’t, who cares? You won’t have to see them again after today.”

He had a point, but it was still sad to hear out loud. I had been preparing for this day for so long, excited for my first big project. And now, within a matter of hours, it would all be over. I’d be sent back home, waiting for the next role to come up, hoping that maybe this movie could help with that role being a bigger one than just an extra. Back to my normal, boring life.

Saying goodbye to Gwilym.

I had managed to shock myself with that thought. I had only known Gwilym for maybe an hour and a half, but the thought of only having this day with him brought on a bit of sadness. He was so kind, and he seemed so genuine. I had never been on a set where the main actors even acknowledged that the extras existed, let alone be nice enough to walk one to set after talking to her for some time.

Not to mention he was extremely handsome. Especially when he smiled, like he was smiling at me now.

God, don’t develop a crush on the guy you’ll never see again after today.

My heart rate jumped the second we walked on to set. Gwilym wasn’t lying when he said there was going to be a lot of people in the scene. The mansion set was packed with people, so full that there was just barely enough room to move around. I was hoping this was the only amount of extras that were set to be in the scene, or else I think my nerves would go into over drive.

The director spotted Gwilym and I almost immediately and led us over to where we were set to be for the scene. Rami, Joseph, and Ben were already sat around having a laugh as we walked up. They happily greeted Gwilym, and he then introduced me to the lot of them. They were very nice and welcomed me in almost immediately, but it was still pretty surreal to be there with them. Especially Joseph, who I had seen in Jurassic Park when I was just a kid. I almost felt out of place there, but I could tell I wasn’t alone. I introduced myself to the other girls who were playing Ben and Joseph’s on screen love interests, who also looked just as out of place as I felt.

We were all sat around together when the buzz in the room suddenly turned into a hush. It wasn’t hard to know what had just happened: they had arrived.

Brian May and Roger Taylor themselves.

Rock and roll royalty.

I looked over and my heart leapt into my throat at the sight of them. It was hard to believe that they were actually real. I had been listening to Queen’s music all my life, but it wasn’t until this moment that I truly realized that these legends were actual real people.

Actual real people who were walking towards us.

I jumped when I felt a hand on my arm. I looked over to see that it was Gwilym’s hand. When I looked at him, he smiled. I couldn’t help but smile back, the nervousness in my stomach being replaced with butterflies. His hand moved down my arm and squeezed my own. I squeezed his hand back.

“My God.”

I looked up to see Brian and Roger stood over us. I tried to put on my best smile, hoping it wasn’t as obvious as I felt it was that I was shaking. Brian was looking between Gwilym and I, a look in his eye that I couldn’t quite place. Reminiscent, maybe?

“They did a spot on job casting for this movie,” Brian commented. “It feels like I’m looking into a mirror with you two.”

“If there mirror were about 50 years younger,” Roger teased.

“You speak from experience, don’t you old man?” Brian retorted. I couldn’t help but chuckle at their banter. Years of friendship and knowing one another, and they were still cracking jokes and poking fun. I hoped to be like them with my friends when I got older. “What’s your name, love?”

It took me a moment to realize he was talking to me. I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. In fact, there was nothing going on in my head at all. It was like I had completely forgotten every little thing I had ever learned in my life. How does one continue to function after Brian May calls them “love”?

“This is (Y/N),” Gwilym said, saving me from my colossal choke.

“Yes,” I finally managed. “Sorry, my name is (Y/N). I’m a little nervous.”

“Nothing to be nervous about, darling,” Brian said. “You already have the look of my wife down. And it seems you and young Gwilym here have already gotten quite acquainted.”

I didn’t realize that Gwilym and I were still holding hands. I expected him to let go at that moment, as if he were just realizing as well, but he didn’t. Instead, he kept hold of my hand, giving it another reassuring squeeze. I wondered if the blush on my face was noticeable under the makeup.

The director called for places, so Brian and Roger took their places off set. I let out a sigh of relief after they were gone and moved into place with Gwilym.

“See?” he whispered to me as we were passed glasses of fake champagne. “They’re not that bad.”

“Their presence alone is a little terrifying,” I whispered back.

“But you got through it. Seems Brian’s taken a liking to you. Although, that’s not surprisingly considering how lovely you are.”

I was convinced this was all some sort of very long, very detailed dream. I was going to wake up at any given moment.

The scene went by very smoothly. It wasn’t hard to just look between the boys as they spoke, smiling when I was supposed to smile, offering a sour look when Rami arrived, acting as a rather rude Freddie. It felt like Gwilym was moving closer to me with each take that we did. First we started off sitting in separate chairs, until the director asked if we would switch and sit in the couch that Joseph and his lady friend had been sat in. Gwilym had moved towards me at the start of that take, and by the final take of the day our bodies were touching and his arm was around me. I was glad I didn’t have any lines, or else I would’ve likely forgotten every single one of them.

When the director called cut and said it was a wrap on the scene, I tried not to let my sadness show. The extras started to file out of the room, going to get read for a different scene that they were filling for. Not me, though. I was going to wardrobe to get my outfit taken back, and then I was going home. If I was lucky, I would be invited to the premiere, otherwise I would never see any of these people again.

I wouldn’t see Gwilym again.

Ben, Joseph, and Rami were kind enough to give me a hug and tell me they were happy to have met me. I told them likewise and started my way back to the wardrobe trailer.

“(Y/N)! Wait!”

I turned to see Gwilym rushing up towards me.

“Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for your next scene?” I asked him.

“Yes, but I wanted to talk to you before you left,” he said. “Look, I know this is a bit presumptive to ask because we only really spoke to one another for that time in hair and makeup, and I have no idea if you’re even single so maybe I’m about to make an ass out of myself, but I wanted to ask you if you’d like to go out this evening once I’ve finished on set.”

Everything in my brain? Gone.

Every last bit of it.

Gone.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. It had to be a dream, right? There was no way it was real. I would’ve pinched myself if it wouldn’t have made me look like a total idiot in front of Gwilym.

“Yes,” I said. “ I mean, yeah, sure, I - I would love that.”

His face lit up. “Yeah? Okay. Here, let me give you my number.”

We both realized we didn’t have our phones, so we had to do it the old fashioned way - Gwilym found a pen and paper, and wrote down his number for me. I took the paper and shoved it into my pocket.

“I’ll text you once I’m no longer part of the 80s,” I said, gesturing towards my outfit.

He chuckled. “And I’ll do the same.”

We both stood, just looking at each other for a moment. It wasn’t until Gwilym was called back to set that we finally, reluctantly, broke away to go out separate ways. I put my hand in my pocket and closed it around the piece of paper containing Gwilym’s number. I smiled to myself, having to restrain myself from skipping happily towards wardrobe.

I guess history really does repeat itself, I thought with a laugh.

#gwilym lee #gwilym lee imagine #gwilym lee x reader #imagine #one shot #request #bohemian rhapsody #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom

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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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almightyellie · 2 years

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gwilym lee masterlist

titles marked with a ♥︎ include smut

one shots

⇢ bookworm ♥︎

in which you have a rather large crush on your librarian and it gets you into a situation unlike anything you’ve ever experienced.

⇢ if it means a lot to you

in which in the midst of your best friends wedding, you find yourself having stronger and stronger feelings for the best man, despite the obstacles between you.

⇢ around the world and back

in which gwilym is a new teacher at the school you work at and your students truly can’t mind their own business.

⇢ fools ♥︎

in which your english professor was decidedly not a people person, but he developed a particularly soft spot for you.

⇢ rio

in which gwilym (your professor? your boyfriend?) must take care of you after a night out.

⇢ something stupid

in which your neighbor somehow always manages to make you feel better.

⇢ heaven falls

in which a feeble attempt at getting your best friend to fall in love with you turns into something far different.

⇢ i lived ♥︎

in which after tragedy strikes, you resolve to step out of your comfort zone and it leads you to something and someone unexpected.

⇢ carolina ♥︎

in which your professor is colder than you’re used to, but some unforseen circumstances bring the two of you a little closer than you should be.

⇢ p.s. i love you

in which your best friend gets sent to war, and for the first time, you begin to wonder if he’s just your best friend.

⇢ everything that glitters

in which two single parents rely on one another for the sake of themselves and their children, and after an almost mundane day, one finally has something out of the ordinary to say.

⇢ cold december night

in which while staying at your parent’s house for the holidays, you find that some feelings never change.

⇢ patience

in which you and gwilym are simply two fools. two blind fools.

⇢ classy girls

in which gwilym is, quite literally, the darcy to your elizabeth, but he takes the role a little more seriously than you had anticipated.

⇢ would that i

in which an arranged marriage is the worst possible fate and you refuse to accept it. gwilym makes it difficult to reject him.

series

⇢ secret for the mad (part 1) ♥︎

in which your professor is the object of your affections, but that is simply not going to happen. except it isn’t so simple.

⇢ would you be so kind (part 2) ♥︎

in which you and your professor have a hard time adjusting to your less than appropriate relationship.

⇢ absolutely smitten (part 3) ♥︎

in which a life you’d never found probable was now your reality.

blurbs

⇢ riding gwil ♥︎ ⇢ prof!gwil and polaroids ➝ part 2 ♥︎ ⇢ enemies to lovers with daddy gwil ♥︎ ⇢ sugar daddy prof!gwil ➝ part 2 ♥︎ ⇢ a year in the life with prof!gwil ⇢ prof!gwil’s birthday ⇢ riding gwil’s thigh ♥︎ ⇢ pet names with prof!gwil ⇢ plus size reader + prof!gwil ♥︎ ⇢ soft prof!gwil ⇢ london holiday with prof!gwil ⇢ drunken tattoos with prof!gwil ⇢ baby making with prof!gwil ♥︎ ⇢ wearing prof!gwil’s sweater ⇢ new years with prof!gwil ♥︎ ⇢ prof!gwil on tinder ⇢ semi-angry sex with prof!gwil ♥︎ ⇢ prof!gwil choking you for the first time ♥︎ ⇢ protective prof!gwil ⇢ prof!gwil’s proposal ⇢ single dad x teacher!reader ⇢ dad!prof!gwil angst ⇢ prof!gwil smutty alphabet ♥︎ ⇢ dad!prof!gwil and his little girl ⇢ dad!prof!gwil when you’re still a student ⇢ primary school teachers

all mini blurbs can be found here!

⇢ dad!gwil

⇢ prof!gwil

⇢ dad!prof!gwil

#gwilym lee #gwilym lee oneshot #gwilym lee x reader #gwilym lee imagine #gwilym lee smut #gwilym lee series #masterlist

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thinkergwil · 1 year

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hi, remember that gwil loves you ❤️

#gwilym lee #gwilym lee x reader #ds charlie nelson #charlie nelson #midsomer murders #bohemian rhapsody movie #borhap cast #rami malek #lucy boynton #ben hardy #joe mazzello #Brian may #roger taylor

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emotionallydrainedtrash · 1 year

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Sarah's Fic Recs!

These are fics I've found particularly delightful and want to appreciate and share with you guys. Full credits to all authors, you guys are awesome!! Xx

My Own Masterlist+Request Info

❤️-Fluff

💢-Angst

❗-Suggestive but SFW

‼️-NSFW

The Maze Runner

Newt

Imagines

Redamancy by @lilacsnid ❤️❗

"In which way you are always putting other's needs and happiness above your own. It's slowly starting to take its toll on you and Newt notices this."

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Imagines

Ten Things I Like About You by @theonewiththefanfics ❤️

"There is one rule for Y/N to accept Jason Carver's advances: if he wants to go out with her, the jock has to name ten things he likes about the resident 'Freak' Eddie Munson. Can he do it?"

Morning Newspapers and Fresh Coffee by @marvelsswansong "99%❤️ 1%💢"

"As Hawkins and the Upside Down begin to merge into one, Eddie runs to you and places a ring on your left hand. 'The moment we beat this fucking demon, I'm marrying you.' And he does. Trading weapons for morning newspapers and the scent of blood for fresh coffee for each morning."

Younger by @stranger-nightmare ❤️

"Stressing about the future is no fun, so Eddie takes you on an impulse trip to remind you to live in the moment, to remind you of just how alive the two of you are."

Needy by @steviebears ❤️💢

"Eddie comforts you when you have a panic attack."

Bohemian Rhapsody Cast

Headcannons

Them With Your Newborn by @mistymazzello ❤️

Harry Potter

Remus Lupin

Imagines

Flustered by @acosmis-t ❤️

"hi!! Could we pls get remus like making fun of fem! reader by making her flustered?"

#eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #newt tmr imagine #newt tmr x reader #joe mazzello imagine #joe mazzello x reader #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy x reader #gwilym lee imagine #gwilym lee x reader #rami malek imagine #rami malek x reader #bohemian rhapsody masterlist #stranger things masterlist #the maze runner masterlist #newt imagine #newt x reader

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bohemianboynton · 2 years

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A little snippet I’ve just written. Choose your favorite Borhap cast member!

I'll continue to work on requests when I'm not working, too. I'm also a bit happier now, if anyone wanted to know! So the motivation to write shall come back, albeit slowly.

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Rami

Imagine you and Rami getting all dressed up for an event. He’s wearing a suit and tie, and you’re wearing a skin tight red dress that goes to your calves. His back is turned to you as he looks in the mirror to adjust his tie. Upon you seeing him, you walk over. He sees you in the mirror's reflection and turns around.

“Hey, handsome,” you say as you grab his tie and pull him lightly across the hall.

Your lips crash into his and you make out passionately for a solid minute, your arms wrapped against his neck and his hands glued to your sides, until you hear wheels down the hall.

You look to the side and see your baby in her walker, rolling down towards the both of you, stopping beside you and Rami, looking up.

Rami stops kissing you and looks to the side. He smiles and bends down to pick her up out of the walker, holding her against his side.

Gwilym

Imagine you and Gwilym getting all dressed up for an event. He’s wearing a suit and tie, and you’re wearing a skin tight red dress that goes to your calves. His back is turned to you as he looks in the mirror to adjust his tie. Upon you seeing him, you walk over. He sees you in the mirror's reflection and turns around.

“Hey, handsome,” you say as you grab his tie and pull him lightly across the hall.

Your lips crash into his and you make out passionately for a solid minute, your arms wrapped against his neck and his hands glued to your sides, until you hear wheels down the hall.

You look to the side and see your baby in her walker, rolling down towards the both of you, stopping beside you and Gwilym, looking up.

Gwil stops kissing you and looks to the side. He smiles and bends down to pick her up out of the walker, holding her against his side.

Joe

Imagine you and Joe getting all dressed up for an event. He’s wearing a suit and tie, and you’re wearing a skin tight red dress that goes to your calves. His back is turned to you as he looks in the mirror to adjust his tie. Upon you seeing him, you walk over. He sees you in the mirror's reflection and turns around.

“Hey, handsome,” you say as you grab his tie and pull him lightly across the hall.

Your lips crash into his and you make out passionately for a solid minute, your arms wrapped against his neck and his hands glued to your sides, until you hear wheels down the hall.

You look to the side and see your baby in her walker, rolling down towards the both of you, stopping beside you and Joe, looking up.

Joe stops kissing you and looks to the side. He smiles and bends down to pick her up out of the walker, holding her against his side.

Ben

Imagine you and Ben getting all dressed up for an event. He’s wearing a suit and tie, and you’re wearing a skin tight red dress that goes to your calves. His back is turned to you as he looks in the mirror to adjust his tie. Upon you seeing him, you walk over. He sees you in the reflection and turns around.

“Hey, handsome,” you say as you grab his tie and pull him lightly across the hall.

Your lips crash into his and you make out passionately for a solid minute, your arms wrapped against his neck and his hands glued to your sides, until you hear wheels down the hall.

You look to the side and see your baby in her walker, rolling down towards the both of you, stopping beside you and Ben, looking up.

Ben stops kissing you and looks to the side. He smiles and bends down to pick her up out of the walker, holding her against his side.

Lucy

Imagine you and Lucy getting dressed up for an event. She's wearing a white dress with black lace that goes to her shoes, and a pearl necklace and earrings to match, and you’re wearing a skin tight red dress that goes to your calves. Her back is turned to you as she looks in the mirror to put on her earrings. Upon seeing her, you walk over. She sees you in the reflection and turns around.

“Hey, gorgeous,” you say as you grab her necklace and pull her lightly across the hall.

Your lips crash into hers and you make out passionately for a solid minute, your arms wrapped against her neck and her hands glued to your sides, until you hear wheels down the hall.

You look to the side and see your baby in her walker, rolling down towards the both of you, stopping beside you and Lucy, looking up.

Lucy stops kissing you and looks to the side. She smiles and bends down to pick her up out of the walker, holding your daughter against her side.

If any other cast members (like Allen, Priya, and Aaron) you like aren't here, feel free to imagine them in the main cast's places! And imagine the baby as a boy if you want, too! Either way, it's all cute and good!

#lucy boynton x reader #lucy boynton #rami malek #rami malek x reader #gwilym lee #gwilym lee x reader #ben hardy x reader #ben hardy #joe mazzello #joe mazzello x reader #bohemian rhapsody #borhap boys #borhap cast #bohemian rhapsody movie

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borhapparker · 2 years

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special victims unit | borhap cast x female!oc - chapter three

summary: The Special Victims Unit, a specially trained squad of detectives in the NYPD, investigate sexually related crimes. Lead by Lieutenant Astrid Morrison, they solve New York’s most sensitive cases, as well as battle with their own demons from the past.

warnings: mentions of sexual assault, lots of talk of conditions, mentions of death, mentions of underage acts, lots of triggers mentioned above

word count: 4.3k

series masterlist | teaser | chapter one | chapter two

It had been another long day, cases replaced by paperwork as Astrid sighed, putting her pen down and closing the folder. She had finally found the time to sit and sign casefiles given to her earlier in the day, and it was only 2 in the morning. The phone on the desk pinged, as she picked it up, smiling.

'You done, beautiful? Need a ride?'

Shaking her head, she smiled before texting back.

'I'm okay, I'll be home soon, promise'

Her office phone rang, as she turned and picked it up. "Morrison."

"Lieutenant, we have a victim. I'll send you the address, we're heading to the apartment right now."

"I'll be there in 10." hanging up the phone, she grabbed her bag, badge, gun, and phone in hand as she locked up the office and headed out.

Driving over to the address texted to her, she contemplated wether or not she should let her partner know that she wouldn't be home just yet. He knows already, he probably heard the call too.

Arriving at the residence, she was greeted with a couple squad cars, as Lucy walked out of the house.

"Lieutenant, she's inside."

"What do we have?" Astrid asked as she walked alongside Lucy, up the steps.

"Victim's name is Kristi, she was raped by her sister's boyfriend. She was asleep on the couch when she woke up to him on top of her. He was aggressive, she broke a glass over his head to get him off her and locked herself in the bathroom."

Astrid sighed, shaking her head. "What's his story?"

"Actually, we were waiting for you," Lucy said as she sighed, "Figured you might want to talk to him."

Heading inside, Lucy directed her to the closed-off room, where the other victim was, bandage on his forehead and dried blood on his face. Ben was there already, looking up and nodding at her, before turning his attention back to him.

"So, Dan, do you want to tell us what happened?" Ben asked him as he sat hunched down, head in his hands.

He shook his head.

"It's quite a mess you've made here, Dan." Astrid spoke up, crossing her arms, "Where's Rachel?"

He spoke up, "I don't remember."

Ben sighed, "Conk on the head give you amnesia? There's no way you forgot raping your girlfriend's little sister."

He looked up quickly, confusion furrowed on his face. "What are you talking about?"

Astrid frowned, "Maybe the precinct will jog your memory."

Ben leaned down and grabbed Dan's arm, pulling him up from where he was sitting as he looked between the two. "Look, you're not gonna believe me if I tell you."

She tilted her head, "Why don't you try us?"

"I did it in my sleep."

Astrid's eyes widened, as she looked at Ben. His hand still on the suspect's arm, he gave him a t-shirt to wear, before taking him outside and into one of the cars.

"That's a new one." he sighed as Astrid nodded, "You ever heard that one before?"

She nodded, "Heard of it, never experienced it before."

Calling Lucy down, she walked with the victim Kristi, guiding her into another car as they all headed down to the precinct. It was still early in the morning, the time now nearing 3am as Astrid grabbed her phone, placing a coffee order for everyone.

As they all pulled into the precinct, Joe met up with them, having called Kristi's father, who was now waiting in the conference room. Ben walked with Dan, escorting him into an interrogation room as Lucy walked Kristi in with her father, who awaited her with open arms.

Ben grabbed the folder Joe reached out to him as Rami walked in with him, both of them ready to question Dan. Ben dropped the folder on the table as Rami opened it, grabbing Rachel's picture and showing it to Dan.

"So, what'd you do with Rachel?" he stayed quiet as Rami continued, "You forget, or you sleepwalk her into a dumpster?"

Dan looked up, "I-I swear I don't remember a thin-"

"Maybe you got into a fight, huh?" Ben began, as he circled Dan, "Get in a fight, get out of hand. Kill her, dump her body."

Dan shook his head, "No, I didn't."

"Then you had to get rid of Kristi before she could-"

"No!" Dan exclaimed as he paused, "You don't understand. Okay, I have this condition."

Rami paused as he looked back, hearing the door open and noticing a woman standing at the entrance, "And I have a headache." he stood upright, as he turned to face her, "You his lawyer?"

She smiled, "Anna Bentley. My client suffers from Arousal Parasomnia." Ben cocked an eyebrow at her words as she frowned, "It's a real disorder. He had sexual intercourse with Kristi McGarrett while he was asleep."

Dan spoke up, "Look, Rachel knows about my condition, okay? She loves it, okay? She says when I'm asleep, it's the best sex she's ever had."

Astrid stood outside the interview rooms, watching as Rami and Ben led Anna, Dan's lawyer, over to the table, pulling up a chair for her to sit in. She turned and walked over to the other window, where Lucy and Joe were interviewing and getting Kristi's statement.

"He was so violent," she sighed, looking down at her water cup, "He was grunting and panting like an animal."

Joe frowned, "How long have you known him?"

"I met him for the first time yesterday at the train station when he and Rachel picked me up," Kristi sniffled as Lucy nudged the box of tissues closer to Krisi, her hand coming up to grab one. "Thanks."

"So you're visiting?" Lucy asked, nodding at her acknowledgement as Kristi only frowned.

"From Boston, I came here to look at colleges." Wiping tears from her eyes, she breathed in shakily, "She told me that she was in love with him. How could he do this to me?"

Astrid sighed, wringing her hands together as she walked over once more to listen to Dan, noticing the tension in the shoulders of her detectives.

"Now, if Rachel's so hot for you when you're, uh, sleep sexting, why'd you rape Kristi?" Rami frowned, looking at Dan as he turned away angrily.

"Rachel must've already been gone."

"Well, yeah because you got rid of her." Ben interjected as Dan looked at him. "That's where the blood in the bedroom came from."

"No!" Dan screamed, "Look, I woke up after Kristi cut me with the glass. When I went in the bedroom to tell Rachel, she wasn't there!"

His lawyer sighed, "You can't arrest my client for a rape he didn't know he was commiting."

She knocked on the glass, as her two detectives walked out, leaving Dan with his lawyer, as she began giving him encouraging statements.

Gwilym was standing outside next to her as Ben and Rami sighed. "Seems like this isn't good news."

He only shook his head. "She's right, we can't charge him with the rape."

Rami shook his head, "If it looks like a rape and acts like a rape-"

"It is a rape. Unless the accused isn't conscious of what his body's doing." Gwilym finished, as everyone groaned, "It's like a sleeping mother who rolls over on her baby. Her body did it, but her mind wasn't aware of it."

Lucy and Joe had joined them as she interjected, clear confusion and anger in her voice. "Well, it still doesn't explain what happened to Rachel."

Neither of them had noticed that Dr. Palmer had joined them, having heard about the case and knowing the rarity of it, she had wanted to know a little more about what they were working with. "Actually, I think it does. When a patient with sexomnia has an episode, he or she will seek sex with whoever's available. I think that he raped Kristi becuase Rachel was already gone."

Ben sighed, "I gotta tell you, it sounds like a cover up for killing Rachel and dumping her body."

"There's never been a case of sexomnia linked to a homicide." Gwilym crossed his arms.

Rami crossed his as well as he looked at everyone around, "So you're telling me there's no connection between Dan attacking Kirsti and Rachel's disappearance."

Dr. Palmer sighed and shook her head, "If she's in love with him, I doubt she'd leave in the middle of the night. I think Rachel was kidnapped."

Astrid walked alongside Kristi through the hallways to the main bullpen, as Kristi wrapped her arms around herself. "Did your sister ever mention anyone bothering her? Giving her the creeps?"

Kristi shook her head, as they rounded a corner, "No, Rachel would've told me."

As they reached the main bullpen, they came face to face with Ben and Dan, as he reached for her indistinctively. "Kristi, I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you!"

Ben reached for his arm as Astrid pulled her away and in another direction, "Shut up! Nothing you say will bring my sister home!"

In the heat of the moment, neither the Lieutentant nor the detective noticed Kristi and Rachel's father sitting on the plastic chairs, as he had waited for them to finish their statements. He approached quickly at the sound of his daughter's loud voice, his protectiveness kicking in.

"Kristi! Kristi, is this the guy?" she nodded and acknowledged her father's statement as he lunged at Dan, anger and hatred in his eyes.

His arm swung back and toward him as Dan fell to the ground, Kristi's father swinging once as Ben wrapped his arms aorund him, pulling him up and away from their suspect.

"Back off, back off!" he yelled as Kristi's father grunted and snarled, wanting to get close to Dan to hurt him more than he just got the chance to.

Astrid took his arms and made him look at her as she emphasized how he was feeling, "Mr. McGarett, I understand that you're upset-"

"What do you expect me to do? He took my daughter!"

"We don't think that he's involved."

"What do you mean?" he looked flabbergasted as she let go of his arms, "He raped Kristi, what are you going to do about that?"

She sighed, as Ben took Dan away from them, "There's nothing we can do. He has a medical condition that made him unaware of his actions. Because of that, the law says that we can't charge him."

He sighed, closing his eyes and placing a hand over his face, in an attempt to soothe the anger seething from his pores. "This is a nightmare."

"I promise you, we are working around the clock to find your daughter."

"Good!" he seethed at her, "Because all you've managed to do is hide behind the law! I don't want to hear excuses! Find my daughter!"

He walked off, grabbing Kristi as they headed out, leaving Astrid standing by the corridor, Ben now at her side as the rest of the detectives watched on, concern etched on their faces.

"You okay?" she nodded, letting go a sigh she didn't realize she had been holding.

Walking over to the bullpen where everyone else was waiting, she turned to Lucy, "Did you get anything from the crime lab?"

She tilted her head, and nodded, "They actually just called me. Want me to head over?"

Astrid nodded, as she instructed for Joe to accompany her. They needed to get this case cleared as soon as possible, she didn't want any more casualties.

Not again.

Walking into the crime lab, Joe and Lucy were greeted with the tech Lu, as she crossed her arms, "Ready?"

"What do you have for us?"

"I took a hair from a brush in Rachel's room, typed her DNA and then compared it to the blood on the scene." guiding them over to a light on the wall, she flicked the switch, the film showing the strands of DNA from the test. "DNA on the left is from Rachel's, the one on the right from the scene."

Joe sighed, "They don't match."

Lu nodded and reached behind Joe for another piece of film that had been laying on her desk, "But this does." she placed it up against the light, "It's DNA from a blood sample Dan gave when he participated in a parasomnia study at Hudson Med School."

Lucy crossed her arms, as confusion was etched across her features, nothing making sense. "So Dan told the truth then. He bled all over the bedroom when he went to look for Rachel. At least we know that Rachel wasn't hurt badly."

Joe's phone pinged as Lu continued, "Well, that's all we know for now. Whoever took her didn't leave a shred of forensic evidence." she walked over to her computer and began typing, as Joe opened up his phone to a notification from the Lieutenant.

"I'm getting a text from the Lieutenant, she wants me to turn on Channel 4. Do you mind?"

Lu nodded as she grabbed the remote control and turned on the television hooked to the wall, as all three walked over to watch. On the screen was Rachel and Kristi's father, as he adressed the media.

'Last night, one of my daughters was raped. The incompetent detectives at Manhattan's Special Victims Unit refused to charge her attacker. And if this tragedy isn't horrible enough, my daughter Rachel was abducted from her bed.'

On the screen, a picture of Rachel appeared, as the tagline underneath read 'Rachel McGarrett'

'We're reaching out to the public for help. My family is offering a 50 thousand dollar reward for any tip leading to Rachel's safe return. If you have information, please call Manhattan SVU's tip line.'

Joe and Lucy headed out, thanking Lu for her hard work and promising to follow up if she had anything else. Heading back to the precinct, they regrouped at the bullpen, where everyone was on any available phone, the lines ringing like crazy as everyone scrambled to answer tips.

"Lieutenant, woman claims she saw Rachel eating a chili dog in Times Square. Wants the fifty grand in twenties and tens." Rami sighed as he put the phone down, Astrid only shaking her head.

"Reward offer brings out all kinds of crazy," Astrid breathed out, as she turned to Lucy, who was on a phone and had finished a call.

"One bogus lead after the next." she handed some cards to a fellow detective perched on her desk, "Follow those two."

He nodded and walked off as Joe called everyone over. "Maybe not! I got something, friend of Rachel's. You still there, Ginger?"

The speaker on the phone crackled as the voice talked, "Yes."

"Tell the detectives what you just told me."

"I think Rachel is in another Youniverse."

All of them exchanged confused glances as Ginger gave them her address, inviting them over to show a preview of the game mentioned. Astrid gave Ben a nod as they both headed out, leaving the rest to scramble over more tips.

"Another Youniverse is a virtual reality game. Rachel and I play online all the time," she guided them over to her monitor, as the game was loaded on the screen. "We each have avatars, mine is Tawny Coppercuffs. They are basically alter egos, we each have our own homepages, video clips, game diary, anything you can do in the real world, you can do here too."

"Does Rachel have an avatar name?" Astrid leaned down to look at the monitor.

"Yes, Vixy Platinum."

"Why do your names sound like strippers?" Ben questioned her as she shrugged.

"That's because you're close. We own virtual sex clubs. We use AY to explore our fantasies."

Ben and Astrid shared a look, as she turned to Ginger. "How do avatars have sex?"

"Same way as humans do, only in A.Y. it's just animated." she sighed, "Look, it may look illegal and odd, but it's fantasy and not a crime. We weren't hurting anyone or doing anything illegal."

Astrid nodded, "You weren't hurting anyone, but Rachel may have gotten hurt."

Sighing, Ginger nodded and apologized, before bringing up Rachel's club on the monitor. "She's supposed to be performing today at 2pm, but because she never showed, everyone is worried. All these people standing outside are fans of Vixy, and they've been waiting for her."

"So, all these people outside her club are stand-ins for real people?"

"Yep," Ginger nodded, "Her avatar is 14, hence the pigtails and the name of her club."

The disbelief displayed on both their faces was clear as day, as Ginger shrugged, letting them know she would be looking in and call them if she found anything else. Thanking her, they headed out of her loft, they chatted, both comparing theories on what could have happened to Rachel, and why would such a person go to the lengths of tracking someone virtually. Coming up with no leads, they headed to the bullpen, where everyone was waiting, pictures displayed on the board and the computer loaded up.

"Rachel McGarrett leads a double life," Joe began, "Art student in the real world, fourteen year old hooker in the game."

Astrid and Joe bounced back ideas, Lucy stepping in every once in a while to give her two cents as Rami walked over with a piece of paper in hand, catching everyone's attention.

"The game has it's own sherriff. Erik Winton." he showed the paper to Astrid, who nodded, "He designed the game, which means he will have access to all the avatar's personal information."

"Both of you go, talk to Erik and find out if he can give you any information." Astrid pointed at Joe and Rami, both of them leaving to find and talk to Erik, someone who was more than happy to give them all the information they needed, without a search warrant.

"We have five million players in A.Y. We don't tend to follow all of them around, since we based the game on freedom and desires, so when this happens, we try to shut it down as quickly as possible." Erik's accent was thick, as he motioned with his hands while walking over to the big monitor in his office, cameras from the game displayed on the screen.

"We were thinking one of your player's desire got a little out of control," Ben said as they leaned down to his computer. "We'd appreciate it if you played Big Brother, tell us who Vixy's customers are."

He nodded, typing on his computer as he pulled up her profile, the same one Ben had seen earlier on Ginger's monitor. "This is the club, which is empty now but only because they've moved on. But I can pull a screencap of the time you're talking about."

The characters appeared on the screen as Joe pointed, "These guys are Vixy's regulars?"

Erik nodded, "They live around the world. Berlin, Denver, Tel Aviv, Long Beach."

"How do they communicate with her? Chat windows? Email?"

"No," Erik shook his head, before pulling up her blog, "She writes a blog and they read it. Every avatar keeps one, even though no one really uses theirs."

"Hey look," Ben pointed, noticing the latest entry was a couple hours before her abduction, "There's one there written before she disappeared. It's called Stalker."

"Let's listen." Erik pressed a key before Rachel's avatar came up on the full monitor, her voice echoing through the speakers.

I'm being stalked. Had to ban this scumbag from my club a few days ago. And that's when things got bad. I'm worried my A.Y. stalker has gone real world. Last night, I saw a shadow move, I heard footsteps behind me. To all you girls running clubs, watch out for this creep. His avatar's name is Wit Billions.

They sighed, all three sharing glances as Erik went back to his laptop, typing and looking at her profile. "I scanned her account data. Turns out there was only one regular customer not present at today's vigil."

"Let me guess," Ben and Joe sighed, "Wit Billions."

The screen pulled up the profile for the avatar, as they noticed it's unusual getup. "The Executioner, his real name is Tobin Williams, address right here in the city."

After an odd and confusing interrogation, which left them with more questions than answers, they redirected their attention at the creator of the game once more, wanting to check if he had any partners or had been talking to someone through the game.

"The avatar interaction grid allows me to scan for every meeting between avatars in A.Y." he motioned to the screen as they watched, "If I set the filter to the most interactions, we come down to only two avatars. Vixy Platnium and Smarty Culottes."

"Smarty's gotta be his partner." pulling up his profile, they noticed the interations were frequent, as they got the information from the creator as to who the person was.

Tracking him down, they found the location to be a quaint bookstore, with only two employees: the owner and the young receptionist. Talking to the younger boy, they determined that not only did he not know who was behind Vixy's account, but he was confused as to why one of his clients was in the game. Once again, their discovery led to more questions than answers as they began probing into the game, only to find out that the owner of the bookstore had also become an avid fan of the game, even going as far as to create and invest his own money into the game.

As they searched his apartment, they found obvious signs of him leaving, but also an interesting photo on the wall. On a beautiful oak frame, they found a picture of a young girl wearing a white button up shirt tied at her waist, and her hair in pigtails.

"Lieutenant, doesn't this look familiar?" Lucy motioned to the picture as Astrid grabbed the photo of Rachel out of her pocket.

"Yes," she turned the picture around as Lucy frowned and shook her head.

Lu, the lab technitian had accompanied them as she groaned in disgust, "It's too close not to be the same girl. If that's Rachel's avatar, then who's the girl in the picture?"

Lucy reached up to the frame, as she pulled it off the wall, turning it around to uncover a piece of paper taped to the back. "It's a list. Buy meds, transfer five thousand A.Y. funds."

Lu walked over alongside Astrid as the lieutenant pulled out her phone, "J.T. 718-555-0108." Dialing the number, she was met with an automated voice. "Jepsen-Taylor Realty, how may I direct your call?"

They both exchanged glances as she began to relay information to the woman on the other end of the line, hoping that maybe she could give them some information. After some back and forth, they were given an address, where they met her with a key to a storage facility. She mentioned that he had only done communication via mail and phone calls, never meeting in person. Yet, when she opened the locker and tilted her head, she remembered him relaying information about wanting a secluded cabin in the woods, which she had found odd at the time.

Going inside, they found Rachel tied to a bed, medicine bottles next to her as she was gagged and blindfolded, her pulse thready and slow. As they untangled her from the mess of ties, they heard the rumble of a car engine, as the owner ran off, evading the detectives once more. Exaserpated and annoyed, they called an ambulance, as it picked up Rachel, before they followed behind, wanting to make sure the young girl was okay.

As they headed to the hospital, they got the chance to speak with her for a few minutes, as they wished her a speedy recovery and promised they would find the guy, before parting ways and heading back to the precinct.

"Lieutenant!" Rami called out as Astrid walked out of her office, phone in hand, "Doctor called, the rape kit was negative. Cooper must have used a condom."

"Were there any prints at the warehouse?" she asked as they walked over to where Lucy and Joe were, as they compared notes.

"No, but Joe did get Cooper's information from the DMV." Lucy said as she pulled up the information he got on the monitor, all of them scanning the document displayed on the screen. "He matched the prints from the DMV to the ones in his apartment and another alias showed up, which so happens to be Cooper's real name: Gregory Searle."

"What? So he just changes his whole name and identity?" Ben asked as he crossed his arms.

"Twenty-five years ago he did time at Green Haven in Duchess County."

"For rape?" Rami interjected as he shook his head.

"Kidnapping. Fifteen year old girl named Lauren Molby. Seen her before?" he held up a picture of the victim, as Lucy gasped.

"That's the girl from the picture in Cooper's apartment."

"So, Cooper decided to relive the glory of his old crime in virtual reality."

Astrid sighed and patted their backs, "Well let's find him before he decides to take another innocent girl."

After hours of searching and going back to Erik's apartment, they finally found Cooper, only to let him go minutes after stopping him. They were disappointed, but determined to find out the truth. As they remembered the cabin Rachel had mentioned, they went over to the hospital to ask her more questions, only to be approached by her doctor, with bad news.

"I'm so sorry, but Rachel passed away."

Joe and Ben looked surprised. "What? You told us she was going to make it."

"She suffered a heart attack. I'm sorry."

Joe turned back, and dialed Astrid, as he relayed the bad news.

Well, maybe Erik can help.

Lucy and Astrid drove over to the headquarters once more, as they managed to convince Erik to reveal the lake where Cooper had bought land in the game, that which resembled Twin Island Lakes outside Pine Planes. As Astrid phoned Joe and Rami, who were on the way, Ben meanwhile was following behind Cooper, who was now headed to the airport. Not knowing the exact location of the cabin, he urged Erik to reveal and change the time in the game to daytime, hoping the shadow will reveal the location of the cabin.

Soon enough, they received the information, relaying it to Rami who headed in that direction, a dozen other detectives behind them as they found themselves in front of the cabin. The door opened slowly, as a shotgun appeared between the gap, the officers behind Rami and Joe aiming their guns, ready to fight back.

"Stop right there!" the voice yelled out as Rami raised his hands. "This is private property!"

"This is Gregory Searle's cabin. Who are you?" Rami spoke up as she lowered the shotgun, opening the door and revealing her full figure.

"I'm Lauren," she looked around, eyes brimmed with tears, "Where's Gregory? Is he with you? I've been waiting," she breathed out, tears falling from her eyes, "For twenty five years."

"Lieutenant, we found the cabin."

Search it!

"No need. Lauren's alive."

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@hollandroos @me-a-hopeless-romantic @shuri-owns-my-heart @im-grac3ful-but-fi3rc3 @thebohemianpenguin @misterf4renheit @sofarxitsalright @lolabean1998 @sailing-race @desperately-bisexual @desir-ae @cl0ve @orchideax @thesevenseasofnublar @owensgrxdy @imgonnabeyourslave

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omgsquee2001 · 2 years

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You Have My Blessing: Part 7.0: Finale

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anita_dobson: I am so, so proud and happy for my God Daughter, @mrs_y/n_lee. Though her parents are not here to see this glorious occasion, it is still just as special with her God Father @brianmayoficial walking her down the isle.

mrs_y/n_lee @anita_dobson Thank you so much, Anita for being there for me on this special day. Thank you also to @brianmayoficial for walking me down the isle towards the love of my life.

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joe_mazzello: What a first dance! Congratulations to @mrgwilymlee and @mrs_y/n_lee for sticking with it and getting married! It was even better that @brianmayoficial, @rogertayloroficial and @adam_lambert performed Crazy Little Thing Called Love for you guys!

adam_lambert It was an honor performing for the Bride and Groom. @mrs_y/n_lee @mrgwilymlee. Congratulations you two!

benhardy @mrgwilymlee Congratulations again, mate. @mrs_y/n_lee You looked beautiful love.

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rogertayloroficial: I am so happy for my pseudo niece @mrs_y/n_lee for getting married to the love of her life today @mrgwilymlee. I hope you both have a long, happy life together.

mrs_y/n_lee Thank you Uncle Roger. It was even more special that my best friends, @lucyboynton1, @benhardy, @ramimalek, @joe_mazzelo and @alan_leech could all attend this amazing day.

mrgwilymlee A huge thank you to @brianmayoficial for giving me his blessing before I asked [Y/N] to marry me. And for handing her off to me and trusting me enough with his God Daughter. I promise I will look after and protect her with everything I am till the day I die.

joe_mazzello @mrgwilymlee Let’s hope that day doesn’t come soon.

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mrs_y/n_lee: A huge thank you to all my Bridesmaids and my Maids of Honor @lucyboynton1, @sarina_taylor. I love you all!

lucyboynton1 @mrs_y/n_lee You looked beautiful darling! I’m so happy for you and @mrgwilymlee. You two deserve the world!

sarina_taylor @mrs_y/n_lee You are so welcome, darling. Thank you for asking me to be your Maid of Honor.

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mrgwilymlee: A huge thank you to my Best Man and my Groomsmen @ramimalek, @benhardy, @joe_mazzello and @alan_leech. Thank you for helping me make this day one I will never forget.

joe_mazzello @mrgwilymlee and @mrs_y/n_lee sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then come marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage. ;-)

mrs_y/n_lee Joe 🤣😂

benhardy @mrs_y/n_lee @mrgwilymlee He’s not wrong. 🤷‍♂️

lucyboynton1 @mrs_y/n_lee @mrgwilymlee Ooh! I can’t wait for there to be little Gwilym’s and little [Y/N]’s running around!

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brianmayoficial: I am so proud of my God Daughter @mrs_y/n_lee. When I first met you, you were 15 years old and had just lost your parents. I had the privilege to watch you grow and mature into a beautiful young woman who took in the art of photography. Then, I got to watch you meet the love of your life. And finally, on this beautiful day, I had the privilege of walking you down the isle and handing you off to the love of your life. If [M/N] and [F/N] were here today, they would be so proud of you sweetheart, I know I am. - Bri

mrs_y/n_lee @brianmayoficial, @rogertayloroficial, @anita_dobson, @sarina_taylor all mean the world to me. Though @mrgwilymlee is part of my world now to, I will never stop loving any of you. You three helped me overcome so may obstacles that I never would have been able to overcome on my own. Thank you all so much. I love you all.

#gwilym lee x reader #platonic brian may x reader #platonic queen x reader #platonic borhap x reader

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georgeweasleyslostearhq · 5 months

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could you please do a BoRhap request? Where she looks after the guys during recording since her family owns Rockfield Farm and they love her cooking? But the guys (minus Fred who has Mary) all fancy her too?

❤️

SOMEBODY TO LOVE

Pairings: John + Roger + Brian x Fem!reader Summary: ^^ Warnings: none, I don't think Note: I did my best guys, I'm sorry

a knock came to your door as you finished up breakfast

you left the kitchen and went to the front door

you opened the door to see a blonde with long hair with sunglasses on

he was wearing dark, slightly flared jeans, a yellow v neck shirt underneath a greeny grey jacket with fur

behind him was a short haired brunette with a mustache

he pushed the blonde out of the way and held out his hand

"hi, I'm paul, this is Roger, From Queen" he introduced

of course you knew Queen was coming to your family's farm, it wasn't like you didn't know who they were and wouldn't let them in, it's just that you felt Rogers gaze planted on you and it made you feel a little nervous

"you're not" Roger scoffed quietly

"yes, of course, come in, are the rest here too?" you asked, stepping out of the way to let them in

"they're sorting out their luggage" Roger answered, taking off his glasses

"well, I made breakfast..if you're hungry?" you smiled tightly

"depends what you're serving" Roger smirked and looked you up and down

"pancakes" you responded quickly

"yeah, I could eat"

he followed you to the kitchen and he took a seat, shovelling food onto the plate in front of him and started eating

a few minutes later Roger had finished his plate and went back for seconds

"ah there you are Freddie" Paul spoke up, noticing the other three band members by the door

"we're also here mate" the tall, long curly haired brunette said, seeming annoyed by Paul's presence

"should I show you boys to your rooms?" you wondered, breaking the silence that filled the room

The three boys standing at the door all turned to you

"didn't know the farm came with a pretty lady" the curly Brunette smiled

"oh I'm Y/n. this is my Family's Farm. I live in the building beside this one, I'm just here to show you around"

"are those pancakes for us?" the auburn haired one said

"oh, yes! you can have as many as you want" you pointed to the mountain of pancakes you had made on the counter

"they are delicious" Roger said with a mouthful of food

"well I'm Brian, This is Fred and John and I see you've already met Rog"

"it's a pleasure to meet you guys"

"pleasure's all ours darling" Freddie beamed

"well I'll show you your rooms then" you said taking off your apron and leading them upstairs

"it's probably not what you're used to but your manager said it was perfect to get away from distractions so" you shrugged

you turned to face the boys and see Roger first

"you're in here. mister Taylor" you looked to the first door

"right" he grunted, walking into the room with his heavy luggage

"and that's yours, Mister Mercury" you pointed to the room in the corner to the left

"thank you darling"

"Mister May, yours is right here" pointing to the right side next to the bathroom

Brian walked into the room and you noticed John still standing on the top of the stairs

"oh, sorry. mister Deacon, you're downstairs" he walks back down the stairs and you lead him down to the room.

"I know it's small but it doesn't get nearly as cold as the other rooms" you informed him

"okay..." he frowns as he steps down

"well I'll let you get settled then, i'll show you and the band around when you're ready" you smiled, starting to go up the stairs

"are there still pancakes?" he asked, putting his luggage down on the bed

"oh yeah, they'd probably still be warm too" you answered

he soon started following you up the stairs to the kitchen to find all the other members of the band eating the pancakes

"Rog really didn't lie, these pancakes are delicious" Brian hummed

"we need more syrup" Roger lifted up the empty bottle of maple syrup

"oh..ok" you walked over to the fridge as John took a seat and started eating the food

"here you go" you grinned, putting the syrup on the table in front of them

it's been a few days since they've arrived and much to your surprise, you've seen more of them then you expected

you didn't think you would see much of them, you thought thy would be very busy and you didn't have a problem with that

but Roger, Brian and John all seemed to want you around them

Roger would casually flirt with you

Brian would always start up a conversation or make you help with with a lyric

and John would subtly make eye contact and smile before coming up to you to ask for suggestions

and they would all ask if you could cook them up something when they got hungry and said they liked your cooking, so much so that there would be barely any left for Freddie or you.

Roger was currently helping you make breakfast while Brian and John sat and ate while they discussed songs

"i put my heart and soul into this song" Roger spoke up as they talked about his new song he made

"no one is disputing that" John smiled, lifting up his fork

"and you don't like it because you want your songs on the album" Roger fought

"it's not that Roger" John denied

"then what is it?" the blonde raised his eyebrows as he stopped cutting bread

"I'm in love with my car?" Brian spoke up

you fought back a laugh at the thought of the song

Brian and John both made a questionable face as silence filled the air

"maybe it's not strong enough?" Brian suggested

"what does that even mean 'not strong enough'?" Roger frowned

"I know I'm late. What did I miss?" Freddie came in and poured himself some tea

John straightened his back and looked at the singer "discussing Roger's car song"

"is it strong enough, that's all I'm asking. If I'm on my own here, then i apologise" Brian put his hands up defensively

"how does your new song go, then, hm?" Roger walked over and grabbed Brians lyrics

"you call me sweet.. like I'm some kind of cheese" the drummer read out

you stifled a laugh as you cooked bacon

"it's good" Brian defended, looking at the John who was eating a sausage with a smile and Freddie who was stirring his tea

"wow" Roger sighed sarcastically

"is that-, is that you know- when my hand's on your grease gun..That's very subtle isn't it?" Brian read Rogers back

"it's a metaphor, Brian" Roger argued

"it's just a bit weird Roger, what exactly are you doing with that car?" John spoke, waving his fork around

"what do you think, Y/n?" Roger turned to you, looking for backup

you put the now cooked bacon on a plate and turned to the boys

"don't turn to me, I'm not getting involved" you shook your head

"children please, we could all murder each other but then who would be left to record this album?" Freddie butted in

"statistically speaking, most bands don't fail, they break up" John stated mater-of-a-factly

"why the hell would you say something like that?" Freddie frowned

John shrugged and Freddie turned back to the Blonde

"Roger, there's only room in this band for one hysterical queen" Freddie informed the drummer before walking out

"you know why you're angry, Roger?" Brian began again

"...why?" Roger breathed out

"'cause you know you're song isn't strong enough" the curly headed man repeated

"boys I really don't think you should be-" you started to say but cut off by Roger throwing bacon at Brian's face

"is that strong enough?" Roger questioned

"ok" you mumbled, looking at John, who smiled at you amusingly

Roger pushed off plates and glasses off the table angrily

"what about that?!" he asked before going over to find something else

"Hey!" you yelled at Roger, who grabbed a pot of Coffee

he turned and began to swing it at the two boys before he stopped as they put their hands up

"Not the coffee machine!?" they both yelled

Roger put the coffee machine down and you sighed looking at the mess

"I'll clean this up" he sighed after a moment of silence

"you sure are" you nodded sternly

you sat in the recording room on the couch with John and Roger as Brian got ready to record his guitar

Roger slung his arm around your shoulder as Brian got set up

"so..how about we go get dinner later" he suggested

"pardon?" you wondered

"you, me, i'll take you out to dinner" he repeated

"I highly doubt she'll want to go out with you, Roger, she's too good for you" John sighed

"and what? you're better?" the drummer scoffed, looking over you to the auburn headed bassist

John stared at Roger for a moment

"how's katie? last time we saw her was right before we left to come here" the Deacon wondered

"shut it mate" Roger groaned

your thoughts were cut short as Brian started playing

you focused on the music but felt John's gaze on you, you slowly turned your head to see him staring at you, smiling

"so, do you have a boyfriend?" Roger asked

"I don't see how that's any of your business" you crossed your arms, looking back at Brian, who's still playing his solo

"what if I want to ask you out?" he shrugged

"how come you're the one that gets to ask her out?" John leans forward to argue with Roger

"because I can" the Taylor boy smirked

"Roger, do you have to be such a man whore?" John questioned, his accent become more defined and thick

"I think you're just jealous you don't get women chasing after you" Roger huffed, leaning back on the couch, seeming to be not fazed

"ah yes, because all i need is women to make me feel better about myself, all i need and want is women around me to fill a void of unfulfillment" John rolled his eyes

"oh yeah? let's see who she wants more then" Roger raises his eyebrows as he took off his glasses to look at you

John frowned "you can't pressure her into choosing either of us...that's not how relationships work, Roger"

Roger stifled a laugh "who said I wanted a relationship"

"my point exactly"

"all i'm saying" is that she's probably looking for somebody to love and i'm right here" Roger raised his hands in defense

"what makes you think she wants someone?" John glared

"children, children. leave the poor girl alone, she doesn't want either of you" Freddie butted in

you found yourself wondering how it came to this, two members of the band Queen almost practically fighting for your, to be with you

it made sense about Roger, seeing all of those tabloids of him with new girls around his shoulder almost every week

but John? he didn't really seem the type

you tuned out of the argument and soon wondered when Brian came back into the room as you looked up to find him sitting with Freddie

"I think whatever happens, it's up to her, you shouldn't be trying to force something she does not want" John fought

"what are you guys fighting about?"

"who gets to take this beautiful lady out" Roger smirked, nodding towards you

"who says either of you get to?" Brian spoke in a confused manner

"oh don't tell me you want her too?" Roger groaned

"what's so wrong about that?" the guitarist questioned

"I'm gonna go" you sighed, getting up

"are you still going to make us pasta tonight?" John perked up

you chuckled "I think you all need a break from my cooking"

"NO!!"

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#borhap #roger taylor #brian may #john deacon #joe mazzello #ben hardy #gwilym lee #bohemian rhapsody #imagines #x fem!reader #freddie mercury #rami malek #bohrhap

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magickcandie · 4 months

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Brian May x Fem!Reader

Actress Name - A/N

When news reached Brian about the making of Bohemian Rhapsody, you were interested. You wanted to see how to portrayed him, and who would be the young him… and you were slightly curious if there was going to be someone who’d play the young you. You were more than well known. You’ve been Y/N May since the 70s! You were a relative crucial part of Queen and Brian’s life. When Brian got sent the script, he didn’t say anything. He flipped open to a page and merely handed it you. Y/N May

You would be in the movie! And quite a journey that was. The actors did a wonderful job recreating a lot of the scenes and concerts. And something even more interesting, meeting Gwilym Lee. He was a striking image of young Brian. He learned to talk like him, stand like him, make the same gestures and learned to play the guitar like him. What made everything that much more uncanny, the young actress playing you and Gwilym were seen falling in love the way you and Brian did.

It was clear that it was no longer just a friend thing. Gwilym was seen flirting, trying in any way to touch her.

“Have it noticed it, darling?” You asked one afternoon on set. They were spending a few hours going through rehearsals for the Live Aid performance. “Noticed what, Y/N?” “Look at him. Gwil and that young lady.” Brian looked up to the stage and noticed Gwilym talking to the A/N. She was leaning back against the piano, wide smile and laughing at whatever it was that the charming actor was saying to her. “She’s much like you.” Brian said nonchalantly. “Exactly what I’m saying. That girl is head over heels for him. You should ask him about it.”

Ask about it, he did. A/N was called off the Live Aid set to go film something else so Brian went to Gwilym. “Hello, Gwil.” “Oh hello, Brian.” Gwilym lay the copy Red Special down in his lap.

“I had question. An inquiry, really. Do you fancy A/N? You seem to be getting close.”

Gwilym’s face went a shade of red. “Uh, A/N and I are good friends. Nothing after that.”

“You know, that’s what I said about Y/N. She and I have a similar story to you and that young woman. I think it’d be a wonderful thing should you take her to dinner.”

“How is this like you and Y/N?” Gwilym was trying to steer away from the topic, and Brian knew, but he’d entertain him.

“She and I met back early in the 60s. Wow, such a long time ago. She was an actress back in university and I was to take part in her student film. I, much like you, Gwil, was doing whatever I could to garner her attention, like you are now. We got married in the 70s, when Queen was such a small thing.”

Gwilym smiled and tucked his hands into his lap. “I mean I do like A/N but I don’t think she really she really sees me the same way.”

“You’ll never know, if you don’t ask.”

“Thank you, Brian.”

“Of course, Gwilym.” And with that, Brian got up and left. He made his way back to you, explaining the story.

“You told him ours?” You asked.

“It was the only way he’d take A/N.”

Later that month, Gwilym called the house asking for Brian. You passed off the phone but waited next to him. Brian was smiling and said “that’s great!” Before hanging up.

“What happened?” You asked.

“Oh, Gwilym is going out with A/N.”

“How sweet.”

#brian may #queen #bohemian rhapsody #bohrap boys #gwilym lee #brian may x reader #request #ask

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jessyballet · 2 years

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I obviously don't have a type

All this years of celebrity crushes were preparing me to fall for Joseph Quinn 🤔🤔🤔

Is he my dream man? ........ Yes yes he is

#joseph quinn photo #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn #joe quinn #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #enjorlas #aaron tveit #sebastian stan #gwilym lee

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illfoandillfie · 4 months

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2023 Advent: Day 11

Another one I've come up with myself. I think I got the idea for this from a reel on insta lmao. But I thot it'd make a nice Gwil blurb, especially because I felt I had to do something where he was nicer than the sugar daddy one lmao.

Warnings: Age Gap (unspecified but reader is in uni), P in V, unprotected sex, facial,

“Fuck Gwil,” you moaned, head dizzy and legs shaking as he made you cum for the second time. Fairly standard for him but vastly different to pretty much all the guys you’d been with before. Gwilym groaned as your pussy tightened, managing to maintain his rhythm and keep his thumb working over your clit. You squirmed, not sure if you were trying to get closer or further from his touch, but moaning as the wave of pleasure continued. It was this sort of treatment that had convinced you to keep seeing him beyond what you'd expected would be a one night stand. You didn’t usually do the older guy thing but fuck he made a good case for switching. His cock alone was reason enough, not to mention his fingers and tongue and the fact that he knew where the clit was. But beyond sex you’d started to see why too.

He had his own house and more money than guys your age which was nice. He knew how to cook and clean and was more emotionally mature, or mature in general really. The guys you’d previously been with, and the guys at uni you might have considered going out with, all seemed like children compared to Gwil. And he was respectful too. Of your space and your time and your belongings. He’d have happily spent the night with you without having sex at all. In fact, he’d suggested that when he realised his box of condoms was empty. But you’d been thinking about his cock all day and were practically desperate for it so told him you still wanted to. He’d double checked and was very sweet about making sure you didn’t feel pressured or anything like that. “If it makes you feel better you could pull out and cum on me. That’d be hot,” you’d said as you’d reached into his pants, finding him stiffening already. “Oh I like that idea,” he’d said, voice all low and rumbly and sexy, “You’d look good covered in my cum.” “Yeah? Where would you like to see it most? Stomach? Ass?” “Face.”

After that there’d been very little room for talk. Mostly it had just been moaning and touching and kissing and fucking. He’d got you to cum very quickly, hitting just right as he pounded into you. And when you did, he moaned about how good your cunt felt, reminding you he was raw which made it all so much hotter. The second orgasm was better somehow but he must have felt the same because he pulled out nearly as soon as you were through it. You whined at the sudden loss but he was already shuffling over you, his hand gliding over his cock, slick with your cum, as he held himself back while he lined up. A groaned, “Close your eyes,” was all the warning you got and you hurried to do so before he grunted and you felt his cum spurt over your brow and cheeks and nose and lips seconds later. It went on longer than you’d expected to which just made you horny all over again. Gwil was vocal throughout his release too, which you appreciated. You liked hearing him. Especially when he panted, “Fuck you’re so hot like this,” after he was done. You would have opened your eyes and smiled except he’d already scooted back and begun kissing you desperately, pushing his cum onto your tongue with his.

You were panting by the time he finally let you go, able to feel the cum and sweat drying on your skin even as your arched your body up into his, hoping for another round. Gwil dropped a soft, much more chaste, kiss to your lips and said, “You must be getting uncomfortable under all my mess. I’ll find you something to clean up, give me a second.” You nodded, sitting up as soon as his weight was off you. Surprisingly Gwil left the room, still naked which you supposed was a perk of owning your own home and not having flatmates. But, as far as your experience went guys usually handed you a shirt or, if you were lucky, towel from their floor. Once you’d even been handed your own dress to clean yourself up. Gwil’s dirty laundry wasn’t on the floor but he hadn’t stopped at his laundry basket in the corner of his room either, so you weren’t exactly sure what to expect. You sat there wondering if you were meant to follow or if you should just bite the bullet and tidy up as much as possible with your discarded shirt. But Gwil came back before long and knelt beside you on the bed. “Close eyes again,” he said softly, lifting what appeared to be a damp facewasher up to your cheek. It was comfortably warm against your skin, his strokes as gentle as possible as he properly took care of you. And once again you found yourself thinking that maybe there were a few goood reasons to date older men. “Feel better?” he asked when he was through. All you could do was look up at him and nod, speechless at how well he treated you. His smile was adorable as he leaned in to give you a small kiss before setting the cloth on his nightstand and rejoining you under the covers. You snugged into him, still not quite capable of anything more than gazing at him in rapt wonder. “You’re quiet,” his hand rubbed over your thigh, “everything okay?” “Perfect,” you nodded, pulling him into another, deeper kiss.

#my writing #my blurbs #blurb advent 2023 #gwilym lee x reader #gwilym lee smut #gwilym lee imagine

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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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galileostyles · 2 years

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live footage of me loosing my actual mind last night

#ben hardy #bohemian rhapsody #roger taylor #queen #brian may #joe mazzello #john deacon #roger taylor x reader #queen band #bohemian rhapsody cast #rami malek #deaky #freddie mercury #borhap cast #freddiemercury #gwilym lee

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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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