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borhapmovie · 3 months ago
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RAMI MALEK by Hollie Fernando for The Guardian Saturday, January 2025
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arthur-lesters-liver · 4 months ago
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I HOPE ALL HARDZELLO FANS ARE HAVING A GOOD 2025, MINE'S BEEN PERFECT SO FAR, SINCE JOE POSTED THAT PICTURE.
Hardzello kiss was not on my 2025 bingo, but have some memes made by me and my bestie after going completely insane about it
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I also got it printed and put it on my wall, my roommate won't be happy.
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not-the-coffee-machine4 · 4 months ago
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Ben vs Gwilym, the duality of man
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ncutii-gatwa · 1 year ago
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#as it should be
Lucy Boynton for Cosmopolitan UK (2023)
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bellltreee · 1 year ago
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one question that has been floating around my mind lately is where the fuck did joe mazzello find the cardboard ben
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gwilymleeschesthair · 1 year ago
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joe. don’t play with my heart like this.
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userjohndeacon · 9 months ago
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mrgwilymlee You're on an impromptu trip to the east coast. You've got 3 hours to kill in NYC before your flight home. What are you gonna do....??
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deaky-trash · 1 month ago
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Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello × fem. reader long oneshot where reader comes home from work and finds Joe in their toddler daughter's bedroom reading her a bedtime story and reader melts at the sight of how adorable Joe is with their daughter and after they both tell their daughter goodnight, they cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie in the living room together?
Just Right | Joe Mazzello x Reader
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Pairing: Joe Mazzello x F!Reader
Warnings: N/A
Word Count: 747
A/N: FIRST FIC IN LITERALLY FIVE YEARS HOW WE FEELIN CHAT but for real though, I missed writing. also, I'm in college now!!! super cool and exciting times! i love you guys so much and I hope you enjoy. my writing voice has changed so much in the last five years so I hope y'all are okay with that haha!! this definitely isn't the longest one I've ever made, but I hope it's okay <3
Y/N sighed softly as she opened the door to the house, setting her jacket and work bag off to the side before slipping off her shoes and looking around. The house looks pretty good… Joe must have gotten home early… she thought to herself. 
The lights were dim across the house, the golden glow of the lamps spilling warmly into the foyer, scattering soft light across the walls. It was quiet. There were no cartoons playing on the TV, no tiny footsteps across hardwood floors. Just quiet. Just peace.
Y/N took a deep breath, the smell of cookies wafting through the whole home. She smiled, chuckling quietly to herself. Joe hadn’t made cookies in ages. Maybe it was a special treat that Ava shouldn’t tell mom about.
I could get used to this…
She padded through the foyer and into the living room. There was a small, blue stuffed bunny hanging halfway off the couch, a little pink sock peeking out from under the coffee table, and the crumbs of a hastily-eaten chocolate chip cookie scattered across the glass of the table.
I’ll get those after Ava’s asleep… she thought, grabbing the stuffed bunny and heading to the kitchen to grab one of her husband’s cookies before she heard it. 
Joe’s voice, low and animated, drifting from their daughter’s room upstairs.
“And then Goldilocks went to the porridge of the baby bear, and tasted that. And that was just right; and she liked it so much, that she ate it all up!”
Y/N’s heart gave that tiny ache— the kind that only came when she was reminded how much she loved this little, messy life of theirs. Her smile widened, and she climbed the stairs slowly and carefully, not wanting to interrupt. She hovered outside of the half-open bedroom door, leaning in just enough to see.
There they were— Joe sat cross-legged on the edge of their daughter’s bed, holding the book open in his lap. His brow furrowed dramatically as he made the baby bear’s voice, his other hand gesturing in the air like he was on stage. Their daughter was tucked under a lavender blanket, her curls spread across the pillow, eyes wide with delight.
“You’re silly, Daddy!” Ava giggled.
Joe continued, grinning as he ended the story and closed the book.
“That’s the end, peanut… It’s time to get to sleep, okay?” he said as he set the book on her nightstand and pressed a gentle kiss to the toddler’s forehead.
Y/N’s chest swelled with warmth, the soft sting of tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. There was something about seeing Joe like this— completely at ease, so calm, so tender— it cracked her open every time. Even after everything, even after the tantrums and sleepless nights and stained carpets, he somehow made it all feel like magic. 
He stood up, pulling the blanket up to Ava’s shoulders and turning to head out when he saw Y/N standing in the door.
“Hey, babe…” he whispered, his face lighting up at the sight of his wife. “Didn’t see you there…”
“Didn’t want to interrupt,” Y/N whispered back, stepping into the room. She bent down to press a kiss to Ava’s cheek. “Sweet dreams, sweetheart… I love you…”
“Night, Mommy… Love you,” their daughter murmured, already half-asleep.
Joe took Y/N’s hand, stepping softly out of the room and easing the door shut behind them. Downstairs, the house felt even cozier than before, the gentle hum of appliances and the ceiling fan filling the silence.
Joe flopped onto the couch, patting the cushion beside him. Y/N curled up next to him without hesitation, laying her head on his shoulder as he grabbed a blanket and draped it over the both of them. 
“You’re really good at that, you know…” she mumbled.
“At what? Baby bear voices?” he joked in return.
“At being a dad, you dork…” she laughed, nudging her husband lovingly.
Joe smiled softly and kissed the top of her head. “Only because I’ve got the best wife to do it with.”
A beat passed. He reached for the remote and pulled up their usual— The Princess Bride— again. She laughed.
“We’ve seen this a thousand times.”
“Exactly. I like knowing when the best parts are coming.”
She melted into him as the movie started, fingers intertwined between them. It wasn’t flashy or grand or luxurious— hell, it wasn’t even clean— but it was theirs. And honestly, she wouldn’t trade it for the world.
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bloodcrosses · 3 months ago
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The BoRhap gang are forever in my heart. I love their connection and genuine friendship.
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mariesteffiperraud06 · 2 months ago
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I'm In Love With My Sex
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cartneymc · 2 years ago
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borhapmovie · 3 months ago
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GWILYM LEE, BEN HARDY & RAMI MALEK attend the press night after party for "Oedipus" at Skylon on February 4, 2025
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lensinski · 1 year ago
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Holy trinity of casts that I care more about than their movies
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rossmccallsqueen · 9 months ago
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Pls someone send me a queen or borhap request I need to get my writing flow again 😫
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ncutii-gatwa · 2 years ago
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you'll find me happy crying
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lose-you-to-find-me · 2 years ago
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Our BoRhap boys reunited once again!!!!
I'm so happy with this 😍😍😍😍
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