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beethoevennn · 5 years
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gwil wearing sunglasses 😎
(joe) (ben) (rami)
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almightyellie · 3 years
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I see your Doctor!AU with the BoRhap boys and raise you with an AU where all of them are Professors™ 👀👀
wait why do i feel like we talked about this one too
obv gwil is english. MAYBE art, like art history
i def see joe being like journalism/comm, or something like economics
rami just seems like an eclectic art professor that everyone loves. i could see him doing theatre but i also kind of love the idea of him as a painter/sculptor?
ben is fs a history professor OR philosophy. but i think history prof vibes just feel so right
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illfoandillfie · 3 years
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7 with gwil ben and lucy
7. go to a wedding with, go to a party with, go to a museum with
oooo this is tough
okay this might just be me projecting onto gwil but he seems like he’d fuck with museums big time ksjdladlsskf is it the dorky professor vibes he has? is it just because he wears glasses? is it cause he seems like more of a nerd than the other two? we’ll never know but i think he’d dig spending the day in a museum and i would like to be there with him. 
The wedding i would invite lucy to. its a good excuse to get dressed up. also she seems like she’d be into like the ~romance~ of it all and she’d have a laugh eating the fancy food and getting out on the dancefloor and all that.  
Which means i’m going to a party with ben and honestly yes he’s got those lad vibes so i think he’d be in his element almost. We’ve all seen those vids and pics of him and his bros out clubbing or whatever. I can defs imagine him feeling quite comfortable at a bit of a wild party. Or if it was more of a chill party with like a handful of mates having dinner and drinks then he’d be cool at that too.
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hearts-hunger · 4 years
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happy appreciate queen creators day, my lovelies!! thanks to the wonderful @two-lovers-together, the queen fandom’s cup runneth over with love and appreciation for content creators today ♡ i wanted to join in on the celebrations by showcasing some of my favorite queen creators and thanking them for their hard work in keeping the fandom full of beauty and fun and everything wonderful. we wouldn’t be here without you, and we love you so much!!
so, in no particular order, here are my favorite queen creators and some of my favorite works of theirs! ♡
fic authors:
@sohoneyspreadyourwings - first off, sabrina is a darling and i smile every time she pops up on my dash. second off, her writing is so cute! i love all of her stuff, but her pat murray oneshots and headcanons are the fics i go back to when i’m having a hard day, because i they’re adorable and funny and wonderful. check out her masterlist!
@jessahmewren - ok, as far as really delicious steamy smut goes, the queen fandom absolutely does NOT deserve this author. each fic (which can be found on ao3 here) drive me absolutely crazy with how well they’re written, and in the case of smut, with how hot they are. every fic is the perfect blend of sexy sexy smut and tender fluff!
@word-babble - what can i say about babbs that hasn’t been said by me to her in the strictest confidence of our tender love letters to each other? besides being a perfect darling and dear friend, her writing is tender, tender, tender. her masterlist holds some of my very favorite fics in the queen fandom, particularly her maylor works. she writes angst so well and it always ends up in such sweet (and sometimes ~sexy~) resolutions that leave you soft and wanting more.
@brian-maybe-not - the queen fandom is utterly undeserving of the cute, funny, really sexy fics by this beauty. winter’s roger and ben fics are my favorite, because i’m a sucker for the way they’re written with such sassy, teasing, incredibly hot personalities. fics that get you right into the story and create a believable setting while also delivering in the fluff and smut departments? we stan this whole masterlist!
@supersonicfreddie - the range of cat’s fics in her masterlist leave me dizzy with how much good smut and soft tender fluff they include. her professor!gwil fics were the first thing that made me realize that maybe i have a thing for the professor au, and her series “a new place to begin” is absolutely perfect.
@punkgeekchic​ - sammy’s fics all have one thing in common: they’re sweeter than apple pie and twice as nice! she writes angst with the sweetest fluffy resolutions, and it’s like the boys themselves are giving you bear hugs. her dad!joe fics are so cute and fluffy, and her penchant for including puppies in her fics for the boys to cuddle is an absolute delight. go read through her masterlist!
artists:
@cherries-n-rocknroll - the absolute queen of that unique aesthetic quality of summer, cherries, red lipstick, and sundresses with straps falling off of tan shoulders. her eye for color blows me away, and all of her art is so sexy. send tweet.
@moustachefreddie - lacey is a sweetheart who makes gorgeous purple (and not purple) gifs, and her devotion to freddie’s mustache is an inspiration to us all. her single cover artwork dazzles me, and freddie would be proud to know how beautifully he’s depicted by her art.
@stoneqoldcrazy - i have NEVER EVER in my life EVER been so jealous of someone’s moodboard making ability. oh my god. from the temes to the color to the vibes in every one of her moodboards, gabby is the goddess of moodboards.
@ogrebattles - perfection. just sheer perfection. the creativity and artistry that goes into every edit and graphic floors me every time i see a new one.
@eileen-crys​ - rachel’s art is the most precious in the whole fandom. her deaky and johnica art makes me emotional with how darling it is, and her au’s are always so fantastic and creative and wonderful!
@john-deacon-fucks​ - the chibi queen art!!! need i say more!!! her john and veronica art is so tender and sweet and makes me all warm and fuzzy.
@drbriangay​ - simply put, i have never seen more ethereal, spacey, angelic, mysterious, evocative artwork in my whole life. she makes each member of queen look like an eldritch god in the best kind of way.
there are so many more queen artists and authors that i haven’t mentioned, and they do such beautiful work for us! show your love for them by reblogging, writing in the tags, commenting, and sending sweet messages to their inboxes. fandom isn’t anything without content creators, so treat them like the treasures they are! ♡
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jojoreadwhat · 5 years
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T W E L V E • A Gwilym Lee Story | 3. the one with the same cliche story
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Sylvia •
Gwilym and Joe’s apartment was intellectually eclectic, and expensive looking. Exquisite crown molding around the room. White washed walls with art and photographs along them. Various different aspects, colored vases and decor. Lots of greenery hanging from the ceilings and shelves. Large bookcases covering the wall from top to floor, opposite of the entertainment center. With a grey couch in the middle of living space. Completely laid out differently compared to ours.
Lucy and Joe could be heard in the kitchen, leaving me to look around. I stood in front of the bookcases. Examining the poets and authors lining the shelves.
All pretty editions, Capote, Burroughs, Huxley to name a few. I picked up On The Road, impressed and just wondering who read these between the two gentlemen living here.
"Liking New York so far?" One of the gentlemen, Joe asked standing next to me now, holding out a glass of wine.
He was quite handsome. Tall standing at five foot nine.!Dark chestnut eyes that somewhat gold from the amber glow nearby. Rich auburn hair. Dressed in a white button down short sleeve, nicely loose against his build, showing off his semi toned arms. Along with a pair of black faded jeans, shaping him out quite admiringly.
I smiled, trying my best to disguise the slight startling of his entry. Placing the book back, before my fingertips met Joe’s lightly.
I shrugged a little, "I mean I've only gotten as far as my fire escape." I answered, then. "But so far I like it." Watching the corners of his lips curl while I took a sip from my glass.
"Please make yourself comfortable." He suggests, his large hand extending to the sofa. His voice lathered in a light New York accent, smooth throughout the room.
I sat down next to him, still observing the artwork on the walls. "Your apartment is really nice." I broke, Joe nodded slightly with a smirk. "Thank you, its more of my roommate's tastes than mine." He replied. I slowly nodded, "Even the books?" I pressed, taking another sip of the bittersweet mix of berries. Joe nodded again, looking over at the collection behind us and resting his arm onto the back of the sofa. "Yeah, I'm more into music."
"Is he like an English professor or something?" I kept going, he shook his head. "He's a photographer." He corrected, "An artiste, he likes to say." He mocked jokingly, before grabbing a peppermint from the wooden box on the coffee table.
"And what do you do?" I asked once more, leaning back and adjusting more comfortably than what the stiff sofa could offer. Trying to balance my interests in both of the neighbors I was gaining for my stay here.
Joe’s lips parted lightly, "A barista in the morning, a deejay by night." The charming pearl of his teeth unveiling. "You know, the cafe is actually hiring. I can ask Jimmy to fit you in for an interview sometime this week." He finished, taking another swig if his beer.
I never worked that task in my life and my mouth just rattled with questions. Joe chuckled, comfortingly that it was easy. Before going on about things he's heard from Lucy at numerous occasions.
"Isn't she a trip?!" Lucy pointed, entering the living room. Joe nodded to the statement when she sat down on the arm chair nearby, her wine glass resting in her hand.
I sat listening, chuckling and pouting to myself because I was running low on the wine I was nursing. Smelling the aroma of the sauce just about done.
Lucy and Joe picked up on a story. Joe talking about my interview for Thursday and Lucy talking about how much of a riot Jimmy is. She was in the mist of beginning a story about him when I heard keys jiggling against the knob.
A dark haired figure coming through before the keys hit the dish on the table next to it. Dressed in black with a brown paper bag resting in his arm.
Lucy turned towards the sound, "Gwil!" She greeted, "Running late like usual." She added, turning and shooting a smile my way. He shot a faint "Hey" before he walked closer to the chair she was in, and the amber lights hitting him more clear now. Portraying more of his features, the dark scruff peppered over his cheeks and jaw. The two buttons undone at the beginning of his collar, shining a silver chain faintly.
"Long day?" Joe added, Gwilym sighed. "Something like that." He answered, his accent being completely different than from Joe. His eyes immediately meeting me, with his brow angling a bit. My eyes bashfully hitting the table in front of me.
"Gwil, this is Sylvia. She'll be staying with me for a while." She explained, catching the slight awkwardness fill the space. His expression relaxed, probably remembering what he was told before. I shyly waved, he smiled when I did so.
Lucy offered to get him a beer, while going to check on dinner. But he shook his head, "I'm good." He replied, fixing the sleeve rolled on his arm. "I have a few in my room." He finished, saying goodnight and exiting himself.
"I wonder what's wrong with him?" Joe said before turned and looked over to me, "He's quite a character." He reassured, only leaving me baffled and gulping the last sip of my glass.
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A variety pop station played through the alarm clock I uncovered while unpacking my new room. It was a nice room. A blank canvas with white walls and big windows looking out a fire escape to the street and building across. A full size bed, with a nightstand and a white shaped lamp. A large dresser and rack, making up for the closet that was converted into a bathroom.
I kneeled onto the dresser across my bed, lining up ten books and a few vases on the shelf above it.
"Please tell me you've never worn this." Lucy slurred after opening the second bottle of Wine. I turned my head down to her, as she sat pretzel legged on the floor and holding up a cluttered patterned blouse. Finding it as she went through my boxes of clothes, her specialty.
"I have, it was a big hit at the office." I mentioned confidently, she chuckled. "Of course it was, you worked with people over forty." She corrected, folding it before adding. "Another thing we'll work on while you're here. Let you indulge in my discounts." Quietly enough for me to catch.
I rolled my eyes, going back to sorting the look of my shelf. We got quiet again into our jobs. I hummed to myself to the bubblegum playing while I switched to the piles Lucy made on my bed to place into my dresser. The silence between got me thinking, rehashing tonight at dinner across the hall.
I wasn't sure why I allowed it to bother me, I never even heard of Gwilym until today. His first impression made me weary I guess, like I didn't belong. Even with the whole 'something's bothering him.' I was probably overthinking it all, it just gave me a weird vibe.
I looked down at Lucy again, refolding her sloppy technique. "So that guy Gwil." I spoke, seeing her head pop up suddenly.
"What about him?" She questioned, grabbing the bottle and sipping from it. I felt so silly, I shook my head. Forgetting about the whole thing but Lucy insisted.
I place my hands on the dresser with the ugly blouse still in them, "Like" I began, "Is he always so short like that?"
Lucy shook her head, "No, not always." She said, then. "I think he must've had a difficult client or something. He's a bit pretentious at times but confusing most of the time."
I felt my lips form out "Oh." Continuing with the fabric in my hands until I grabbed the next.
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Gwilym •
My morning has been in total chaos from the start. From waking up late and missing the first chute to work, to spilling my coffee over proofs. Then for Lolly to set passwords to all my upcoming appointments. She even went through the extent of calling three clients and booking them all in the same time. Rushing two and losing my touch to get them done. Finally reaching the waiting room for the third and noticing they left and I wasn't going to get paid from Allure anytime soon.
Luckily lunch came around and some of the pictures of the sessions I was able to finish came out exceptional. I closed shop and headed three blocks up to 15th and Canal to Jimmy Bean. Where Joe worked and made my coffee better than what Lolly would get me.
The bell over the door dinged when I entered. The place was busy for the little time before lunch. The dark wood tables taken by one to three people at each. Matching nicely with the different colors painted on the walls and odd pieces of art. Eclectic as the shop was now owned by a bearded hippie man and his wife.
The color leathered stools aligned the counter happened to be empty. I grabbed a newspaper by the door, making my way before I sat heightened from the floor. My black clads resting on the bar below. Reading the city's headlines. Waiting for my friend to get done being flirty with the blonde at table three.
"Want a scone today? Jimmy made blueberry ones." Joe asked, taking a rag to the counter in front of me. I nodded, mouthing a "Please" before my glasses back to the paper and Joe grabbed the fresh pot.
I felt the steam nearing when he poured the hot liquid into the color block mug, "So were you okay last night?" He began, before placing a plate with the scone in front of me.
I sighed, bringing the mug to my mouth and indulging the bitter black mud down my throat. "Lolly quit on me and left me a mess at the studio." I fulfilled.
I went on with a further explanation on what could've made her split. My looks, my persona, the way I was with Keya, or that I played with her feelings which I'm always good for. I know the kind of guy I am, I don't blame her for walking away, even though she left with haste. But I'm glad she learned that nothing was ever going to happen after just fucking her.
Joe eventually derailed the conversation to the importance of our rent and how he had a gig tonight at Drougie's. I was getting a little carried away about a possible gallery show being booked when the kitchen door opened. Jimmy came out blabbing to himself at first while he held it open. Then a short brunette followed after, it was Sylvia, Lucy’s friend.
"Joseph, you'll be training Miss Altman tomorrow morning in between customers." Jim  explained, as he reached her a pin name tag to decorate and a fresh black apron.
I watched as she stood poised, but it was hard for her. "Make her something on the house will ya?" He added before reminding her to be in at seven and going on to greet regulars. Once he turned around, the straightness of her lips curled.
"Thank you soooo much Joe!" She exaggerated gleefully. He just smiled at her, "No problem, no problem." He repeated, before telling her to take a seat and going to give her a 'first lesson.'
Sylvia turned the corner of the counter, her curvy figure coming more into play. Dressed in a black camisole cover by a little black cardigan. With a burnt red skirt meeting at her thigh with buttons down the middle. Loose strands of her dark brown hair falling from her ponytail and meeting her collarbone, wearing a minimal of makeup. She was quite pretty, a lovely smile and so delicate like. She sat with her posture so well and her legs crossed over the knee, showing off her platform slides.
She ordered an iced macchiato, I glanced sheepishly, seeing that she was too from the corner of her blue eyes. I smirked, deciding to redeem myself from last night.
"I apologize for my choppy behavior last night," I began, watching as she turned to me. "I'm Gwilym."
She smiled lightly, "Oh no worries." She reassured, stretching her hand towards me. "Sylvia." Her skin soft to the touch in mine.
We went back to our silence before Joe joined our conversation and opened the door for all to come out on the counter. I watched as she twirled her straw between every sip of her drink and how pretty her lashes were.
"So what made you come to New York?" I asked, she smirked looking at her cup. "Well you know Lucy. She can be abrasive in a good way." She began, "But mainly for a change and I'm looking for something bigger."
The same cliched story for every woman I've ever come across in this city. I nodded slowly, unimpressed. "Typical." I muttered quietly to myself.
Or at least I thought it was.
"Excuse me?" She asked, I shook my head trying to play it off. "Nothing." I pressed, but she crossed her arms over her chest. "What do you mean by 'typical'?" Making air quotations.
I sighed, "It's just your story is just the same like everyone else in this city." I explained, just allowing my foot to go further into my mouth.
Sylvia just huffed, mumbling a simple "Rude."
"And your story is different?" She mocked me, I chuckled. "I mean yes, I came here with a plan." I replied, she chuckled piercingly. "Wow, so different."
I looked at her straight from her mock comment, surprised to say the least that she was not going to back down but I did.
She shook her head by my sudden quietness. Placing a five dollar bill from her clutch into the tip jar before stepping down from the stool.
"Well Im not here to entertain you." She added once more, catching a swift of her perfume as she reached in front of me. "In the mean time, thanks for the scone." Saying a goodbye to a confused Joe and heading on her way.
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rogermeaddows · 5 years
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what is your fave characteristic of each of the borhap boys? 😊
oof!! that’s a great question!! I’d like to start off by saying that, sadly, I don’t know any of them personally - but these are my favourite aspects of how I perceive them!
joe; oh, light of my life!! joseph. the thing about him is that it’s (to me) so clear that he is the type of person that gives his all to friends and family. they seem to mean so much to him, and i adore that. I could probably list a thousand characteristics that I adore in him, but that one is most prominent. I also like that he seems to enjoy making people happy, and making people laugh - a trait I share and cherish!
rami; my king!! I feel like rami is such a well spoken intellectual man, he’s kind and he’s hard working and he’s just an overall gem. he’s so eloquent and humble I can’t help but love him. I feel like being humble is the most beautiful thing a person can be, besides being empathetic and kind (which he also seems to be). I adore Rami so much.
gwilym; gwiliam tree. what a man. the man who invented the professor vibes. apart from his full time job as dr brian mays’ clone, I adore how much he seems to care for others - and how I feel he makes it a point to advocate for people who don’t have the same privileges that he does. I adore how he seems to exude a certain calm energy, but at the same time he seems like a man who can be silly and fun as well.
ben; this little cherub faced man of great jealousy. I don’t think I’ll ever get over that picture of him in full Roger costume next to Brian May the Second, ripping up a picture of Joe and Gwil. I’ve had a bit of a hard time getting a full picture of him, which might be a charm in itself. I like that he seems to be very musically inclined, and that he’s very well spoken and kind. I also adore that, even though he definitely looks the part of ‘a hunky dudebro’ he’s very soft and affectionate with his friends. I cherish the way he doesn’t really care for “stereotypical masculine roles”.
lucy; I know the ask said the boys, but I wanted to include lucy as well. I know some don’t care for her, but I have not had reason to dislike her at all. She seems to be a fun, loving sort of girl - but like a fiery one. A girl who puts herself out there, and uses her voice for good. I absolutely adore her, and how she presents herself. 
ask me stuff!!
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galactibabe · 6 years
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M a d Professor!Gwil vibes and y’all can’t tell me different
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