hello all,
im absolutely heartbroken that this fandom has been so quiet lately. there are still many writers and people with AMAZING art skills and gif makers, but their hard work does not have enough recognition!
so PLEASE
PLEASE REPLY/LIKE/REBLOG THIS POST IF YOU ARE A WRITER/ARTIST/GIF MAKER OR ANY KIND OF PERSON IN THIS FANDOM SO I COULD FOLLOW AND LIKE/REBLOG YOUR STUFF!!
THE BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN!
via @mrgwilymlee's instagram
this video
Ben and Gwilym going to Hollywood to become a star
do we even have any fans left from 2018
bohemian rhapsody fandom peak was in february 2019 i feel bad for those who missed it
bohemian rhapsody - 2018 we’re playing for the other misfits. they’re the outcasts, right at the back of the room. we’re pretty sure they don’t belong either. we belong to them.
HE IS WEARING THE BORHAP WORLD PREMIERE SUIT IM SCREAAMING
*holds my own boob for emotional support*
joe being chaotic but cute in his couple’s therapy
thank you so so so so much for 600 followers, i can't believe it!
I've been a bit out of the fandom recently but hopefully I'll be back soon, there's still lots of love for the boys <3
hope you are all well and safe, hugs x
"I hope this email finds you well!"
How the email finds me:
iconic borhap lines that I quote too often pt. 2
With the help of your crutches, you skip your way to the kitchen and plop down on a pulled-out chair that Gwilym has prepared for you. Grabbing a cup of strong coffee, you let the heated porcelain warm you up.
“Thank you,” you mumble and take a sip.
“You’re welcome,” Gwil smiles and sits opposite you, placing a plate of croissants between you.
“Damn, that’s great coffee!” you cannot refrain from praising, wondering whether it has always tasted this good or whether your taste buds have changed for some mysterious reasons.
“Well, it’s from Hazel’s,” Gwil explains and grins at your face when the understanding finally hits you. “Yeah, you’d run out and I figured I might as well have gone get us something for the breakfast. We deserve something delicious, don’t we?” he offers and cocks his eyebrows.
“True,” you agree and raise your mug in a toast.
“I wish to propose something,” Gwil suddenly says and you notice the shift in his tone. You take a bite of one of the sugar-dusted croissants and answer with your mouth full.
“Okay, I’m all ears.”
Reminder, while y’all were ticked off about missing out on ‘39 (a tragedy, to be sure), we also do not have video of Rami in a bathtub with a guitar, not even a snippet for giffing. All we have is this photo.
And we do not have JOHN DEACONS INTRODUCTION
