#brownhardyho

[brownhardyho]

Split Decision (Ben Hardy One Shot, Pt. 1)

Pairing: Ben Hardy x Fem!Reader

A/N: So @benshvrdy made me do it since she reblogged those goddamn gifs of Ben boxing. My horny mind just imagined what would happen if I saw Ben at the gym boxing…As always, feedback is very much appreciated! Enjoy my lovelies (I didn’t proofread it, forgive me) 😊

Warnings: NSFW themes (18+) just the classic frantic, quickie session sprinkled in with some voyeurism and unprotected sex, ya feel me?! This may just be the filthiest piece I have written fam! ;)

Word Count: 2,248

 “Today is gonna be a great day” you tell yourself as you walk into the gym, greeting the receptionist with a nod. It’s 6 AM on a Friday morning and being in the open concept facility filled to the walls with various exercise equipment is the last place you wanna be right now, but your gym BAE is here and you needed your daily dose of his smile.

It all started about 3 months ago when you first moved into the city. You needed a place to go to let out all the stress from your job and sometimes from life, a place that had a ton of resources that was also within your budget. Luckily, at the suggestion of your coworker, she recommended this pristine-but-also-plays-banging-music gym and you truly couldn’t be happier. This was until you saw him. The fair skinned, golden locked, emerald eyed, has a body that rivals Adonis, man.

You haven’t officially met (yet) but you knew his name was Ben, thanks to your gym buddy that just so happens to be friends with his trainer. Both you and Ben have definitely made eye contact and even exchanged acknowledging smiles when you see each other in passing. This has only happened a couple times, and each time without fail, you can feel the heat rising to your cheeks and you quickly walk away before a conversation can start. Although it may seem like you are a confident badass bitch when you are doing major work with the kettlebells, you are still shy and a little awkward at times like these.

So cut to this moment: you have just put your wireless headphones in and just pressed play on your workout playlist. Clothed in a strappy sports bra and leggings that do wonders for your derriere, you walk confidently toward the row machines to start your warmup. You woke up today with every intention of being a “badass bitch” and of course that included strutting in the gym with your very best outfit. Hot AF and functional you told yourself.

Just as you get into the swing of your sprint, a figure walks past you, towards the boxing ring. It’s Ben and you can’t help but admire how cute his hat looks as it sits backward atop his blonde locks and how delectable his ass looks in those gym shorts. Your eyes track down his fit body and you notice that he has taken off his gym shoes, his bare feet padding across the facility. This contrasting look of both adorableness and pure sex makes your head spin and your breath to hitch. Not a moment later, do you notice that Ben’s appearance today is causing a spark of heat that you can feel slowly building in your core.  After about 5 minutes of trying your hardest to focus, you decide that you’ve had enough rowing for the day and you head over to the kettlebell rack for the next part of your routine.

What you are oblivious to, and have been for quite some time, is Ben’s hungry gaze towards you as he observes you moving across the room. What you don’t notice is that you have been on Ben’s mind for the entire three months that he’s seen you at the gym. You don’t notice how the receptionists and his trainer constantly tease him about his shyness in actually going up to you and striking a conversation. The way his green eyes darken in intensity when he sees you stretching in a downwards dog position and how a longing soft groan escapes his lips each time when he hears you grunting as you are doing assisted pullups, is something that’s not even on your radar.

So to get out of his feels for you (for now) and focus on his workout, wraps his hands to get ready for a sparring session with his trainer. Ben has been equally aware of your presence this morning, probably even more so than you are of his. His stolen, furtive glances of you gracefully taking off your sweatshirt, only to reveal a strappy sports bra that accentuates the line going down your back has him done for. Add this to the pair of leggings that glide along your strong, thick legs like a water and Ben is a man that is absolutely whipped for you. He is definitely feeling conflicted because although he was looking forward to putting in work on the boxing bag, he is currently sporting a hard on that only seems to grow the longer he stares at you. Ben is currently thanking his lucky stars at the fact that you don’t seem to notice him looking at you like a snack because he’s feeling guilty about it and doesn’t want to miss a chance to get to know (and fuck) you.

Ben slides his boxing gloves on and does everything in his power to not think about you while he is throwing punches at the bag. It’s working very well, because he is imagining the black, heavy, sand filled bag to be a person that could potentially harm you. The frequency and intensity of which his gloved fists land on the bag increase with intensity as Ben gets into the zone. Labored breaths escape his plump pink lips and the muscles of his forearms ripple as he continues to spar with the bag.

You were just about to finish your workout of the morning when you slide your headphones off your ears. As you take a sip from your water bottle, your ears perk up to the labored grunts that Ben is emitting as he is going off on the punching bag. His agile body is following the direction of every combination that his trainer is directing him. When he gets a particular combo down, one that he’s been struggling for weeks, he jumps animatedly on the mat, laughing in victory. He looks up and he is greeted by your lust blown eyes, you unconsciously biting your lip in response. You flash him a small smile in acknowledgement and avert your eyes away. Embarrassed that you had been caught, you hurriedly grab you gym bag and rush over to the locker rooms.

After quickly exchanging goodbyes with his trainer, Ben collects his belongings and follows you trail into the locker rooms. There are barely any other patrons at the gym and Ben makes up his mind to at least talk to you. He passes the men’s locker rooms, his mind dead set on introducing himself to you this time. When he enters the women’s locker room, he is greeted by a sight that he’d never see. Craning his neck around the partition that is covering this body, his eyes take in the sigh of you standing back against the lockers, head thrown back in sexual frustration, eyes shut tight, your right hand buried in your leggings, with the left slowly trailing up your glistening body to grab your breast for relief. The sight of you like this, pleasuring yourself without hesitation, brings Ben back to where he started before he started boxing today: mind horny and cock hard.

What really does it for Ben is when he hears you quietly moan out his name as you bring yourself closer and closer to your release. The sounds of your frantic whimpers and the sliding of your fingers around your clit is enough to encourage Ben to make his presence known.

“Do I make you wet love?” Ben speaks up, smirking when you are shaken out of your frustrated daze. A blush immediately creep up your cheeks, and your jaw drops in shock and utter embarrassment. Remembering the badass bitch mantra you had repeated to yourself this morning, you respond back, your fingers still slowly circling your pleasure center.

“You’ve always made me this wet Ben,” You confidently moan aloud, this time not embarrassed at all about this gesture. “Have I always made you that hard?” You ask, nodding over to the bulge that is confined by his gym shorts.

“Always,” Ben says as steps closer to you, his hand wandering down to massage to provide temporary relief. Your eyes pierce each others, as if to say that a quick fucking will happen, the possibility of it filling the air.

“I never do this,” You gasp as Ben closes the distance between you, feeling the heat of his body radiating off of him. He nudges his knee in between your still legging clad legs, prompting you to grind his crotch on his flexed thigh as it rests against the locker behind you. “I usually let a man wine and dine me first before this happens…” Your voice trails off as his hand trails down the side of your curves.

“We’ve practically been dating for 3 months now,” Ben’s voice deepens as you slip a hand underneath his gym shorts. Your eyebrows raise up in surprise when your hand reaches his hard thick cock. “I hate wearing knickers at the gym” he says in response to your questioning eyes.

“Funny, so do I,” You reply back grabbing his wandering hand and guiding down towards your glistening core.  He growls deeply in delight, his strong, languid fingers doing a dance around your clit and your hand glides up and down his cock, your grip tightening every now and then. All the while, you are both frantically kissing each other. He nips harshy at your bottom lip, swiping his tongue across it before you meet his tongue with yours. Your hot, wet, open mouth kisses are swallowing each others moans.

“Fuck, you’re so tight sweetheart,” Ben groans out in appreciation as your slick allows him to slide his middle and ring fingers into your drenched cunt. You pull your hand out of his shorts and grasp at his shoulders when his fingers make a come hither motion, hitting your G spot so perfectly.

“Ben, baby,” You cry out, chest heaving closer against his chest, your eyes shut as your bring your head back in ecstasy.

“Tell me what you need, love,” Ben murmurs into your ear, kissing the sweet spot below it as he continues his slow, calculated movements against your G spot. He is trying so hard not to come in his shorts because he can feel your walls clenching.

“I need you to fuck me Ben,” you moan aloud, failing to keep your gasps of pleasure in.

“As the lady wishes,” Ben growls loudly as he pulls his now soaked fingers out of your cunt. It’s all happening so fast and your mind is reeling at the way he roughly turns you so that you are facing the lockers. You place your hands atop them for support and hinge your hips back and grind against his still covered cock.

“You’ll be the death of me love, I swear it!” Ben groans lowly as he slides his shorts down to his knees. The mutual need to relieve each other’s frustration is mutual and you slide your leggings down to your ankles. You bring your plump derriere back and you moan in surprise when it comes into contact with Ben’s cock, already slick with precum.

Ben grabs the globes of your ass apart and he is welcome by the sight of your dripping core. With a slow, determined thrust, he slides his thick cock easily into your hole, your glistening walls swallowing each ridge and vein of his thick girth. You both obscenely moan aloud at the joining of your two bodies, not caring at all that someone can walk in on you both. This fact seems motivate you both because you push your ass back, taking in more of his hard length, gesturing him to move faster.

“As much as I wanna take my time and ravish you baby,” Ben gruffly whispers into your ear, quickening his thrusts into your cunt. “This is gonna be quick! I’m so close!”

“s’ok Ben, I comp- “ Your breath taken away when he pounds into a spot that you never knew existed. He takes notice of your surprised expression and increases the intensity of his thrusts, his trembling cock welcomed by the clenching of your wet walls. Ben looks down to where his cock is connected with your core and the sight of your electable ass jiggling with his fastened thrusts. Acting on impulse and need, he brings his hand down to slap your right ass cheek and your trembling walls clench around his cock, bringing both of your to your release. Shouts of each others name fill the locker room as you enjoy the feeling of his white hot cum shooting thick ropes inside you

“Fuuuuck me,” Ben gasps as he slows his hips down, pressing opened mouth kisses along your neck, reveling in the salty taste of your skin and the aftershocks of your walls throbbing around his slowly softening cock. A mixture of your releases trickle down your thigh and you both groan in frustration when he slides his cock out of you.

“Fuck me, indeed,” You smirk, turning your body around to face him, eyes tracking his as you slide a hand down to your pussy to collect the wetness there.

“Holy hell,” Ben exclaims in awe as he sees you bring your hand to your lips, licking the wetness off in a teasing manner “I’m marrying you.”

“Wine and dine me first,” you laugh aloud, lighting the atmosphere. “And we’ll see where it goes, Ben.”

[bnhvrdy]

Ok ok how about “You’re not in bed. I came looking for you.” with Ben or Rog (your pick) 😘💛

His arms are folded over the balcony’s railing. The cool night breeze makes the shorter strands of blond dance in the air. The smell of nicotine and tobacco fill his nostril, his face turned upwards to the moon. 

A deep inhale in, he takes as much as his lungs permit. He likes the way the amber brightens when he inhales. A deep exhale and he’s releasing as much tension as he can, shoulders slouching and body no longer straight up.

He doesn’t remember the last time he’s woken up in the middle of the night, panic and anxiety pulling him awhile from the unconscious void. Another deep inhale. 

A warm hand ghosts over his back, lips to his shoulder. He exhales into the air before he peeks over his shoulder. You’re standing there with sleepy eyes, swollen eyes, and a face full of concern.

“You weren’t in bed so I came looking for you, love,” you murmur against his cool skin. He hums in response, face still turned towards you, eyes closed as he relished in the way your warm lips rested against him. When did it get so cold?

“You’re going to catch a cold like this, Roger,” you whisper. Your arms wrap around his waist, your face pressed into his back. 

He turns back to the dead cigarette, tossing it into the ashtray. He turns to you. You’re still wrapped around him, lips against his chest and eyes looking up at him. He decides to go back to bed. You look like you would appreciate a couple more hours. 

“Alright, lovey,” he responds quietly, scared to break the night’s silence, “let’s go back to bed.”

[xuxibelle]

Road trip and brown sugar🤗

I’m soooo sorry this took me so long to answer. Honestly, I forgot about it at first and then things got so hectic for a couple days, then I had to search for the post to find out what the questions were LMAO.... but that’s me haha

Roadtrip - Where is the farthest you’ve been from home? North Dakota... soon to be replaced with Denmark

Brown Sugar - What is making your heart warm today? I have 3 god-daughters and I just found out that the middle one needs to get glasses... not necessarily a bad thing, but her mom texted me a pic

[brownhardyho]

Oh my goodness 😭 I feel very honored to be in such great company! And I definitely couldn't have written my collab fic without the lovely @wanderlustandsmut 😘🧡

ben fanfic recs?

“Roommates” by @brownhardyho 

“Good Girl” by @sweet-ladyy –> this one is poss my fave 

“Friends With Benefits” by @littlespoiltthing

“Unspoken Rules” by @supersonicfreddie –> another god tier one

@strangeandwonderfulconcepts has a great ongoing series with ben x reader x roger in like a polyamorous relationship and its really really cute so def check that out

@taronisbaby has a lot of good quality ben content check the blurb masterlist 

guys feel free to keep this going and add more!!! I’m sure there are tons of amazing ben fics out there and it is CRIMINAL that i’m having such a brain fart right now 

[rossmccallsqueen]

Music and Lyrics

Brian May x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Brian have just had a beautiful little girl, but she doesn’t have a name yet.

Warnings: N/A (just lots of fluff)

Word count: 1.6K (I know it’s short I’m sorry)

A/N: I know it’s been awhile and I’m so sorry y’all. Quarantine has not been my friend, but I’m so happy to be writing again. I hope you enjoy!

Nine months later and here you were, in your hospital room, absolutely exhausted. You’d been told time and time again that being pregnant and giving birth were truly tiring, but now that you were experiencing it first hand it was an entirely different ball game. It was your first pregnancy after all, so this was so new to you. Your saving grace had been your husband. Brian was not a first-time dad, but this was his first with you. He had been so excited throughout your whole pregnancy, wanting to experience all of your firsts with you.

You knew it was because he hated himself for missing those things with his other children. He was going to be there the whole time, he told you. And he had been. When the two of you had heard your daughter’s heartbeat for the first time you remembered Brian had tears in his eyes. You could tell this was special to him, and the love you felt for him was indescribable in those moments.

You would be lying to yourself if you hadn’t been nervous about Brian becoming a dad again. In the back of your mind, there was that little worry that he wouldn’t give your daughter as much attention and things like that. Every time you’d convince yourself out of it but for some reason, the thought wouldn’t go away. Anxiety was a funny thing sometimes when it came to things like that, you thought. Brian was amazing with his other kids. He had spent so long righting his wrongs with them, and you felt he had done so.

But what if the same things happened again? You didn’t want him to be the dad that your daughter only sees once every couple of weeks. Everyone knows the early years are so important to a child’s well being and life in the long run. You looked over at him, as he was asleep on the couch chair thing that the hospital always puts next to the bed for dads when their significant other was in labor. He looked peaceful, unlike yourself. You’d think that after pushing a whole baby out of you that you’d be tired enough to sleep, but apparently not.

You thought you should at least try to shut your eyes. Maybe then you would be able to trick yourself into falling asleep, but you had your doubts. Just because your eyes were closed, didn’t mean that your brain would turn off at the same time.

Not long after you started to trick yourself into falling asleep, you heard a soft knock on the door.

“Yeah?” You heard Brian say.

“I saw Mum was asleep, so I thought Dad would want to spend some time with the little one. Still no name yet?

“Not yet. I would love to take her.” Brian responded. Small coos came from her mouth as Brian gently took her from the nurse. Followed by the nurse’s footsteps out of the room and the door shut, you opened your eyes just enough to see Brian lean back against his chair bed with your daughter on his chest.

That was another thing that had been on your mind, trying to figure out her name. Whenever one of you came up with something the other one didn’t like it. You were about to ask Freddie because he had named Tiger Lily for Roger. Freddie seemed to be the best at coming up with names. But Brian insisted. He thought that the two of you should come up with it since it was your first child. You just had a child and there were a million things on your mind, no wonder you couldn’t sleep.

You peeked your eye open again one more time, and you saw Brian kissing your daughter’s forehead. He had tucked her in under his t-shirt and was rubbing her back. You kind of wished that you weren’t pretending to be asleep so that you could get the camera out and take a picture. However the more you looked, the more you could tell it was a special moment.

“I cannot believe we still don’t have a name for you, little one. I thought your brother and sister were small, but you give a new meaning to the word.” He spoke so softly. It would always amaze you how he could sing so loudly on stage, but talk so softly to tiny humans.

“You’re absolutely beautiful, just like your mum. You’ve got my nose though, you poor thing. Your mum will say I have a wonderful nose but I’m not so sure that I agree with her.” You smiled, as he was right. You loved Brian’s nose. She started getting a little fussy, and Brian kissed her again.

“Would you like to hear a song? Yeah how about we sing a song. You’ll grow up hearing lots of it baby girl.”

Isn’t she lovely? Isn’t she wonderful?

Isn’t she precious? Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we’d be, making one as lovely as she

But isn’t she lovely, made from love?

He was singing one of your favorite Stevie Wonder songs. He had sung it to her while she was growing inside you, so you knew he would sing it to her once she was born. Your damn hormones were making your eyes water looking at the two of them because it was so sweet. Any worries that you had about Brian before were slowly starting to go out the window. You could already tell that his whole heart and more loved your daughter. Within a day, she was already your whole world.

Isn't she pretty? Truly the angel's best

Boy, I'm so happy, We have been Heaven blessed

I can't believe what God has done

Through us, He's given life to one

But isn't she lovely made from love?

Brian made the song sound like something completely new. His voice had put your daughter to sleep and it was starting to do the same thing to you. You didn’t want to fall asleep yet though, you wanted to watch how precious Brian was being with your daughter. Then it came to you again, you still hadn’t thought of a name for her.

You’d already suggested just about every name you could think of. At least the ones that you’d read in all the baby books you’d been given. She was already looking to be a Daddy’s girl, so maybe Brian would think of something.

You watched the two of them a little bit more. Brian continued to sing and your daughter didn’t make a fuss. His voice was like magic to her. That daddy daughter bond was definitely one to be taken seriously. She had Brian wrapped around her little finger so tightly already.

She had a head full of hair, which she definitely got from Brian. You could see the little curls forming on the top of her head, just like his. She had his nose and his hair, but he’d told you that she had your eyes and your smile (which he had also said were the best features to get). You wanted to hold her, but at the same time it was the sweetest thing getting to observe them. Brian had paused in his singing, and you took the chance to “wake up” from your nap.

“Hello love, who do you have there?” You asked. Brian looked up at you and a warm smile spread across his face.

“Just our little one. She’s the most beautiful little girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. How did we create something like this?” He kissed her forehead one more time.

“I’ve been asking myself that since she got here. But ya know what?”

“What is it my love?” Brian could barely take his eyes off your daughter.

“She still doesn’t have a name. Maybe we should come up with one?” You suggested, a little smile showing in your tone.

“That might be a good idea, yes.” He laughed a little, and got up out of his chair while holding your daughter tightly in his arms. She was so small his arms almost swallowed her. You moved a little so that Brian could sit down with you on the bed. He maneuvered so that your daughter was laying on the bed in front of you two so that you could both get a good look at her.

“Any ideas Mr. May?” You asked.

“Not a one. How about you Mrs. May?” It always made you feel all warm and glowy inside when he called you that. That would definitely never get old.

“I think I have one.” You smiled. You’d finally thought of it.

“Care to share with the class?” He raised an eyebrow and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“I heard you singing to her. She loved the sound of your voice, it was almost like magic. So I think we should call her Melody.” You looked at Brian for his reaction. His eyes lit up like it was Christmas, and you knew that was the one.

“That’s it. That’s her name! Melody May. What a wonderful name for a wonderful little girl made from love.”

But isn’t she lovely? Made from love.

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[queenlover05]

Hey Everyone!

I’m sorry I haven’t been on tumblr for a while (my laptop hasn’t been working), and I’m gonna tell you now - I’ve missed it. I feel a great sense of community in the Queen/Borhap fandom, and it always makes me happy when I see that someone has added a new post to it. 

I probably won’t be on as often as I used to be, but that doesn’t mean I don’t see what you guys are up to! I love being tagged in all writing for the Borhap/ Queen fandom - blurbs, headcannons, fics, etc. So please, even if I’m not on your list, please start tagging me in any writing you do! 

I get notifications about it in my emails, so I still read them all the time - it makes my day when I see part 4 of my favourite Joe fic has been released, or if I see a blurb about Brian teaching guitar! 

I hope everyone is doing well and staying safe. If you’re not, talk to someone - there are plenty of people out there who care for you. Just pick up the phone, send a text or even write a letter if you feel like it. But most importantly, we need to remain positive.  

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[m0etenchandon]

Be mine? (Reader x Gwil fluff)

Pairing: Fem!reader x Gwilym lee Summary: Just some self-indulgent fluff with Gwil since I was feeling lonely and productive at the same time Warnings: None? Idk it´s just fluff. A/N: Gwil needs more love and I´m going to contribute to that. We love that tall tree man and he deserves more attention. Word count: 1573

“Bubs, are you done yet?”, you asked from your position just outside your kitchen/dining room. Gwilym had told you to put on some nice clothes for dinner, but when you came down the stairs he immediately rushed you outside, claiming you were going to ruin the surprise. You normally didn´t like surprises, but Gwilym knew you well enough to plan something that you would like. Or at least he should know after spending the past three years with you. Half of which you had even lived together.

“Two seconds, darling”, he called out, making a smile tug at your lips. You would never get tired of hearing him call you that. You joked he only started doing it after filming Bohemian Rhapsody, but he claimed he had done it well before that. He definitely hadn´t. But you didn’t mind. It was cute.

Gwilym poked his head around the corner, a huge smile on his lips along with something else. Nervousness?

“It´s all done”, he said with a smile, offering his hand. His eyes raked all over your body, taking in the nice dress you had put on. The one he loved so much because it hugged all your curves. “You look lovely, darling”

“Thank you, Gwil”, you said. You closed the distance between you and stood on your tip-topes to press your lips to his. You could feel him instantly relax at your presence, his hands reaching out to grab your waist.

You pulled away with a stupid smile on your face, your eyes taking in your boyfriend. Gwilym was dressed in his best navy trousers, the ones that fit him like a glove. He had also put on a white button down that he had rolled up his sleeves. His chest hair was on show as he had left a few of the top buttons open.

“Looking very handsome, my love”, you smiled. A blush crept up to his cheeks.

“Thank you, Y/N. Are you hungry?”, Gwilym asked, grabbing your hands and pulling you into the dining room.

He had dimmed the light and lit a few candles all around the room. The table was decorated to the max, making you think he had definitely got some help. Gwilym was a man of many talents, but table décor was not one of them.

There was a fresh bouquet of roses on the middle of the table along with two plates of something that looked like his mom´s chicken parmesan. Your favorite. In addition, there was a bottle of white wine cooling in a bucket next to the table.

“Do you like it?”, Gwilym asked. He was almost bouncing on his feet like a little kid.

“I love it, Gwil”, you said, leaning in to give him another kiss.

Gwilym pulled out your chair for you like the gentleman he was before pouring you a glass of wine.

“So, what did I do to deserve this?”, you asked, taking a bite of the chicken. He hadn´t gotten it exactly right, but he tried. And that´s what mattered.

“I just wanted to surprise you”, Gwilym said, “But there is one thing I-”

He ran his hand through his hair, a thing he only did when he was nervous. You narrowed your eyes. What was going on?

“Never mind. Let´s eat first, ok?”

“Sure. Is everything alright?”, you asked.

“Yeah, everything is perfect actually. Tell me about your day, darling. How was work?”, Gwilym asked. Your concern went out the window as you started talking. Gwilym relaxed at the sound of your voice. Almost as if you were distracting him.

It was nice just having an evening for the two of you. With all the interview and press stuff, you had missed having Gwilym to yourself. Of course, you had him at night in bed, but you were both usually busy in the evenings. And it was certainly nice to have a date night. Especially since it was in the comfort on your own home, so you could have dessert wherever you wanted.

Apparently Gwilym had other plans though, because he brought out a tray of chocolate covered strawberries after you had both finished dinner. That man certainly knew the way to your heart.

“Ok enough. You have to tell me what´s bothering you, my love”, you said, looking at the way Gwilym would rub his beard. He did it way more than usual.

“Nothing is bothering me, darling”, Gwilym laughed. He reached out to grab you hand across the table, running his fingers over your knuckles. His deep blue eyes staring into yours, making the butterflies in your stomach go into a frenzy.

“Then what is it?”, you asked.

Gwilym rolled his eyes.

“You´re always so impatient, Y/N. But fine, I´ll tell you. So, I´ve been thinking a lot lately. About us”, he said.

“Wait are you breaking up with me?”, you asked, pulling your hand away. Your eyes wide.

“What? No!”, Gwilym said. He reached into his pocket and grabbed a square velvet box. Wait. Was that?

He stood up and walked over to you in one long step. Oh my god he was doing it. Gwilym kept eye contact with you as he sank down on one knee, one hand holding the box and the other grabbing your hand.

“Y/N. Darling. I´ve been thinking about us and how much I love you. Every day with you makes me so happy. You make me happy. I love you more with every smile, every giggle, every kiss. I don´t want to live in a world where I´m not able to wake up next to you and feel your soft skin against mine. I love your jokes, how cute you are when you get angry, your little snores when you sleep. I love you. All of you. And I can´t picture myself doing anything else but being with you for the rest of my life. I want to grow old with you. Have tons of babies with you”, Gwilym said, his voice almost cracking at the end. His eyes tearing up.

Yours were already gone for. Tears were flowing down your cheeks as you smiled uncontrollably. Your heart felt like it was about to swell out of your chest.

“You´re even beautiful when you cry, darling”, he said, reaching up to wipe your cheeks. Not that it helped. Fresh tears replaced the ones he dried immediately.

“So, will you do me the absolute honor of becoming my wife, Y/N? To be mine? Forever?”, Gwilym asked. He opened the box and looked up at you. And you couldn´t even care less about what was inside it, all you wanted was to smother Gwilym in kisses, so that´s what you did.

You sank to the floor in front of him and threw your arms around his shoulders, letting your tears stain the material of his shirt. He held you close, his lips pressing against your head.

“Are those happy tears, darling? You haven´t answered me yet”, he said, pulling you away just enough to look into your eyes. He grabbed your face in his hands and wiped your tears with his thumbs. You melted into his touch.

“Of course I´ll marry you, my love”, you said. Gwilym gave you the biggest, brightest, smile you´ve ever seen before pressing his lips to yours. The kiss was slow, passionate. Both of you pouring all your love into it.

You giggled when you finally pulled away, reaching out to wipe the tear that had escaped Gwilym´s eye.

“Don´t you want to see the ring?”, he asked, lifting the box. Inside was a beautiful, simple, diamond ring. The band was delicate. It was perfect. Of course it was. He knew you.

“Gwil I-I don´t know what to say. It´s perfect”, you said, blinking away a couple of tears. Gwilym grabbed the ring from the box and opened his hand so you could place yours in it. He slowly slid the ring onto your finger, leaning down and pressing his lips to it once it was in place. It felt perfect. You were officially his.

“I can´t wait to show the world my fiancée”, Gwilym smiled, grabbing your hands and helping you to your feet. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close.

Finaceé. That was nice. You could get used to that.

“I can´t wait to call you my husband, Gwil”, you said, leaning up to give him another kiss. “But just for the record, we´re not having tons of babies”

Gwilym threw his head back as he laughed. God he was even more gorgeous when he did that. You couldn´t help the smile of admiration that spread over your lips.

“I´ll settle for a few if it´s with you, darling”, he said.

“Good. A few is good”, you said, a playful smirk playing on your lips, “Want to practice?”

“Definitely”, Gwilym said, pulling you flush against your body and crashing his lips against yours.

Mrs. Lee. You could get used to that.

Masterlist

Wasn´t sure if I should put my tag list on here or not, but I did. Feel free to ignore if you´re here for the smut

Permanent tag list: @tanya-is-dead, @meghans-corner, @killah-queenz, @mrs-tayylor, @sunflower-borhap-boys, @seasexnsun, @valkyrie-and-lokis-daughter, @joes-milk, @pantamemes, @unicornofdanger, @gwilymplots, @monochromedeacon, @pushthetide21, @finite-incantatem-7, @jiswoogannon, @bensrhapsody, @bowiequeen, @another-random-girl, @augustjosephine, @vee-ndetta, @mymelancholyblu3s, @the-next-one, @katiesobsession, @catch-a-deak, @cheese-on-deaky, @caffeine-girl, @spacedust1124719, @scarsout, @lovelikeafrenchman, @little-weirdo-13, @shewantsthe-youngamerican, @goodolfics, @toomuchtellyneck, @crazy-little-thing-called-me, @brownhardyho, @arrozsocarrat, @deacyloverogerinalove, @ezmina98, @aslutforqueen, @harrisunn, @travelbugg64

Blogs that can´t be tagged are crossed out. Let me know if you´ve changed your url

Tag list is open. I will add/remove you if you comment you want to, but I won’t reply (this is a side blog). If you want me to reply, send me an ask:) Strictly 18+ since I usually write smut

[thosequeenboys]

BoRhap Anniversary Quiz

Woke up and thought of this-decided to share. Answered with first thing that came to mind today. Hard choices!

Feel free to answer as many as you like!

1. A Favorite BoRhap scene and/or song: USA tour-Fat Bottomed Girl

2. A favorite character look: Deacy in tight green pants, tie, leather jacket

3. A sad line or scene that’s stayed with you: When dying boy says Ay-O to Freddie at the hospital and Fred says it back to him sadly

4. A favorite funny line: Brian to Fred: “Alright, Mohammed Ali.” 🤣

5. A Scene you just can’t get enough of: Reunion in Miami’s office

Tagging: @warriorteam1924 @crazysmolbird @deaksmazzello @deacysfatbottomedgirl @deakysgurl @painandpleasure86 @hvnkymadden @jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels @thatonehystericalqueen @queen-for-life @crazylittlethingcalledobsession @his-majesty-king-mercury @brownhardyho @queenismykween @heybuddy-drabbles @adoremazzello @pathological-fangirl @not-another-fangirl74 @queen-paladin @joemazzhello @borhapmovie @its-our-paris @bensrhapsody @borhaphardysbitch Anyone feel free if the spirit moves you!

[cinderllas-archived]

hi all! I’m looking for more blogs to follow of things i’m interested in, so if you post any of the following please reblog this so I can check you out!

poetry

art/photography

greek mythology

literature

vintage/aesthetics

animal kingdom

peaky blinders

stranger things

friends

the society

places/architecture

nature/scenic views

history/philosophy

harry potter

tagging a few mutuals to help signal boost! @persepvhone​ @pterparkcr @buckybgrnes​ @garysinise​ @archikins​ @buddapothecary​ @emmaewatson​ @leosdicapros​ @nancynwheeler​ @tedwoodie​ @gwil-lee​ @brownhardyho​ @eltnjohn​ @ginnyweaslevs​ @ohgrizz​ @bingham-harry​ @sabrinaspellvman​ @aziraphzle​ @grizsam

[jamie-tartts]

@JACKMULHERRN: multifandom mess

hi all.... so, i caved. i gave in and turned my other blog into a multifandom blog! so if you’d like to follow me over there for non-marvel related posts, you can find me at @jackmulherrn :) 

i’ll be posting content about the following: - the society (hence the blog url) - animal kingdom - peaky blinders - friends - supernatural - stranger things - disney - harry potter - photography/artwork - places/architect - greek mythology - gossip girl - shameless  - various actors/actresses/movies/tv shows/characters that i like :)

shoot me a follow if you post any of the above for a follow back as well! tagging a few mutuals to help spread the word: @buckybgrnes, @jamesbvck, @buckychrist @nycs @emmaewatson @andrewjminyrds @lavndertown, @mytserio, @chasecollins, @ohgrizz, @rogrsnbarnes, @brownhardyho, @grizzshiz, @alliepresman, @persepvhone, @undomiels, @jackpearcsn, @pterparkcr, @captmcrvel, @jamesbuhcanan, @morganstarkh, @tonxstark, @bucktonys, @rogerss

[brownhardyho]

Being Married to Ben HC, Pt 3

A/N: The 3rd installment of my Being Married to Ben HC. Enjoy! 💛🤗 Fluff & Smut ahead, and a smidge of angst if you squint real hard!

You and Ben have always had a healthy and adventurous sex life throughout the course of your relationship

BUT making a baby with Ben was something that made it NEXT LEVEL

After Christmas and especially when it was just you two in the house, y'all were basically going at it like rabbits

Since New Year's and Ben's birthday fall in the same week, party szn prompted you both to dress to the nines

This obvs helped with keeping you both horny for each other 24/7

You and Ben went to Rami and Lucy's NYE party, and you made it a point to keep your husband on his toes by wearing a gold dress that glided like water around your curves, stopping mid thigh, with a plunging open back

You and Ben were dancing (grinding) with each other on the dance floor and that's when you heard Ben's breath hitch when his wandering hands slipped underneath the hem of your dress

"Goddamn, babygirl no knickers?!" Ben growls into your ear

A second later, he leads you upstairs into the guest bathroom, quickly pushing his trousers down his thighs, placing you in front of him so that you're both facing the mirror

"This is gonna have to be quick, love" He says as he bunches up your dress and slides his hard cock into your already wet and waiting cunt

Needless to say, you both came within a matter of minutes, the displayed images of Ben pounding powerfully into you launching you both into total euphoria

The NYE countdown was forgotten by the both of you b/c y'all were busy

Then, on Ben's birthday, you surprised him in the morning by waking him up with a blowjob

"Love I as much as I love coming in your mouth, I wanna cum in your pussy"

He takes control now by ravishing your body b/c that's all he really wants for his birthday

The whole morning is spent with Ben eating you out and fucking you in multiple positions to the point of overstimulation

Ben's resolve to edge himself is award worthy b/c birthday boy does NOT want come (just yet)

His resolve crumbles when you are riding him, your hips gyrating in circles, your hands clutching your breasts, absolutely lost in chasing your pleasure yet again

Ben thrusts his hips up to meet yours and the feeling of your wet warm cunt clenching his wide girth is finally enough for him to shoot hot white spurts of his seed into your walls

"You think that was it?" He asks as he brings his hand up to your abdomen, looking at you with a hopeful and loving gaze

"Could be, bub," You chuckle softly, trying to stifle a yawn threatening to escape. "Let's take a nap and we can try again!"

"God I love you," He groans sleepily, wrapping his arms around you 

Despite months of trying, the pregnancy tests always came back negative

And y'all tried alright, different positions, tracking ovulation, etc.

If there was another new method of promoting conception, chances are you and Ben have tried it already

You both went to the doctor to get checked out and to see if everything is good

And while you and Ben are in good health (perfect even) the doctor said it just takes time to conceive

So you take the doctors advice and try not to pay as much attention to your ovulation tracking app as much

Ben can sense your insecurity of not being able to get pregnant right away 

He never stops telling you how much he loves and adores you (and proves it by showing you)

And he also gives you your space to work things out on your own

"Love, why don't we take a holiday? Just the two of us?" Ben asks softly as he rocks both your bodies to the soft music playing in the kitchen

"Let's do it, baby! Maybe we need to just stop trying so hard... "

"Whatever happens, will happen," He says

And boy did it happen, a month after your long weekend getaway to Spain, you were welcomed with a positive pregnancy test

5 of them to be exact

You went to your doctor alone to confirm, and just like that you are 1 month into your pregnancy

You decide to tell Ben as soon as you get home

When you walk through the door, Ben runs up to you, his hopeful green eyes staring into your soul, his hand holding on to the wastebasket with the discarded pregnancy tests

"Please tell me this is happening... "

You smile and nod, the happy tears already threatening to spill over "Ben, baby I'm pregnant. We're having a baby!"

Ben’s reaction is priceless b/c HE IS SHOOK & SPEECHLESS HONEY

He’s silent for about 2 minutes, just letting his emotions come through and he can’t stop smiling and he is MOST definitely crying because HE’S SO HAPPY

Aaaand then he sets the wastebasket down and he finally speaks 

“OH MY GOD I’M GONNA BE A DAD” “WE’RE HAVING A BABY” “I LOVE YOU SO MUCH”

Ben immediately picks you up and twirls you around, just placing kisses all over your face

Frankie runs over, barking and Ben takes it as a protective warning for you

“Oh my god, are you ok baby? Sorry I didn’t mean to hug you so hard, I am just so excited...”

“Oh hush, Ben,” you playfully scoff at your husband “I’m just one month in, I can still do stuff”

“Oh baby, I believe it!” Ben smiles at you, slinging his arm around your waist bringing you close to him “We’ll just have to be more careful from now on.”

“Whatever you say, honey,” You sigh happily into his warm chest, with a feeling that Ben will be the sweetest yet most over-protective father to be.

Permanent tag list: @chocolatealmondmilkshake , @rrrogah-tayluhh , @wanderlustandsmut 

A/N: Soo I was gonna make this the last part of the headcanon but, I am down to write another part....;) Thoughts and/or concerns fam??

[bnhvrdy]

How about bringing Ben to meet your family for the first time? Like you come from a big family and Benny boy is just excited and nervous b/c he just wants to leave a good impression and not embarrass himself Thanks Magz😘💛

Thank for sending this, Sammy baby. I’m going to make this a head canon kind of piece💛

I think Ben would be nervous

especially if you’re coming from a background where you have a big family that’s super close and always in each others business

he’s chatting up with all your cousins and aunts, accepting drinks from your uncles

I don’t want to say it’s a culture shock to him, but it’s super exciting for him to be so interactive with so many people who have different backgrounds from his and from each other

always asking if you need a refill on your drink, or if you’d like more food

when your relatives ask about your relationship, ben speaks so highly of you and your family can tell that’s genuine and that he loves and respects you

ben asks people for their names a couple times because it’s so many new faces and he tries to remember them the first time he hears them but the nerves are messing with him

“you’re doing great, baby” you reassure him 

when ben mentions his career, majority of the relatives are like “yeah, we’ve heard! [y/n] is always talking about you!” 

your family is super impressed and love him so much

they mention that they have another family event in a few weeks and that they’d love to see him

and ben’s got the biggest smile on his face

[tanya-is-dead]

ok so @rogershamsandwich and @ohmygodimagines tagged me to make a moodboard of myself. thank you and ilysm 💕 and here it is?? yeah. i’d like to see some of yours so i’m tagging: @thekookies @mrbenhardys @dearscone @hemmofox13 @radio-ha-ha @forever-rogue @m0etenchandon @mazzerello @bens-hardy @clumsybookworm18 @mrsmazzello @mightyfineblog @brownhardyho @josephhmazzello @benhardymazzello @haileylansley but of course you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to ❤️

[glitterslag]

ben fanfic recs?

“Roommates” by @brownhardyho 

“Good Girl” by @sweet-ladyy --> this one is poss my fave 

“Friends With Benefits” by @littlespoiltthing

“Unspoken Rules” by @supersonicfreddie --> another god tier one

@strangeandwonderfulconcepts has a great ongoing series with ben x reader x roger in like a polyamorous relationship and its really really cute so def check that out

@taronisbaby has a lot of good quality ben content check the blurb masterlist 

guys feel free to keep this going and add more!!! I’m sure there are tons of amazing ben fics out there and it is CRIMINAL that i’m having such a brain fart right now 

[rossmccallsqueen]

HC: Fall activities with Gwilym 🎃✨

He would totally be all over doing cute fall things with you

The first day of fall he was already getting our the Halloween decorations

Honestly you knew you loved this man for a reason

He even went to the store and got pumpkins for the two of you to paint

You chose to paint the pumpkins because who wants rotting pumpkins so fast after they’re carved? No one that’s who 🎃

Gwilym painted a ghost and you chose to paint a black cat!

You thought Gwilyms was better but he said yours was

Sadly with the coming of fall also means seasonal depression yayyyy

And Gwilym knew you weren’t feeling the best lately

Not only was work exhausting you but the seasonal depression did not help one bit

It was a Friday afternoon when you came home from work and dropped all your stuff at the door because you didn’t have the energy to carry it all the way upstairs

“Babe is that you???” You heard him yell from the kitchen

“Yeah it’s me!” You yelled back, your voice even sounded tired

He came around the corner with a kitchen towel over his shoulder, a sight you were used to seeing. His arms were already out stretched waiting for you

Gwilym was actually a great cook tbh

“Bad day today?” He asked and you nodded against his chest

“Well turn that frown upside down because we have a nice fall night planned!”

“Oh really?” You raised an eyebrow. You hadn’t had date night in awhile

“I have dinner on the stove, an apple pie in the oven, and cider in the fridge. Hocus pocus is ready to go on our tv upstairs and these arms are primed for cuddling!”

The man really had thought of everything ❤️😭

Like for real the night was already perfect

“How about we get you some dinner and warm cider?”

“You really are the best aren’t you?” You asked, giving him another hug

“I mean maybe..!” He leaned down and gave you a kiss, and for dinner for the two of you

After you finished eating you took your cider and pie upstairs because you were too excited to get cuddling

It had been a really hard week and this was exactly what you needed

The room was all lit up with candles and the Hocus Pocus main screen was on. You could even smell your favorite fall candle

“Gwil you didn’t have to do all this” you could almost cry

“I wanted to. I want to give you the best, because you deserve the best.”

You got all settled in and ate your pie, of course with Gwilym’s arms around you

You felt a sense of peace and home and you honestly couldn’t get more comfortable

“It’s not all hocus pocus is it babe?” He asked and you nodded. You definitely felt better now ❤️

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Masterlist Masterpost

[big-deak-energy]

Music tag

@m0etenchandon tagged me (check out her writing she’s ACE and I am a FAN)

I put my commute playlist on and we had a WILD ride

1. Chelsea Dagger - The Fratellis

2. Pom Poms - Jonas Brothers

3. Can’t Hold Us - Macklemore

4. Seven Seas of Rhye - Queen

5. One Vision - Queen (lol)

6. Default - Django Django

7. Roll With It - Oasis

8. All You Need Is Love - The Beatles

9. All Night - Big Boi

10. Teenagers - My Chemical Romance

A wild range right there but we like positive bouncy songs when I have to go to work☹️

I’m tagging @brownhardyho @bubblypenguin123 @merrifield-magic and everyone who’s wanting to do it! Tag me back so I can see ur tunesssss!💖