Um guys
I donât know how many people know them or follow them, but does anyone know what happened to @elliotmercury?
Their blog completely disappeared. And last time I checked she wasnât...really happy.
Iâm worried about them guys

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@fcking-lets-go
Um guys
I donât know how many people know them or follow them, but does anyone know what happened to @elliotmercury?
Their blog completely disappeared. And last time I checked she wasnât...really happy.
Iâm worried about them guys
reason #452 I fucking hate this fandom
people talking shit and saying rude things about peopleâs blogs on other platform.
you donât like someones blog? then dont fucking go on it. I have seen a lot of posts lately saying that this keeps happening and itâs so shitty. its SO shitty.
its happened to me too and it sucks like just shut the fuck up
This đ
People!!! Let BoRhap bloggers live!!!
Let them do what they want!!!
Minus creepy/messed up stuff....
YOU GET THE POINT
Iâm going to sound like a complete idiot, but why does Gwilym call us/reader Cariad? Iâm genuinely confused and curious
im probably (most definitely) wrong but, cariad means love in Welsh and gwil is the fucking best yeah woot im tired
okay
Oooohhhh. That makes sense. Thank you @borhap-socials and @dessert-hardy
For @borhap-socials đ đ đ
Iâm laying in my bed and I just f*cking realized that âMilk Manâ can be interpreted in two ways. A NSFW version, or the one I originally thought of which was from Joeâs Milk video.
_-_ Iâm too tired for this
For @borhap-socials đ đ đ
Fckkkk me
You know youâre obsessed with bohemian rhapsody that when you type in âbrainâ for an essay, your keyboard autocorrects it to Brian
Because you said you wanted requests, Ravenclaw Gwilym and hufflepuff (or whatever house) reader at universal studios ^_^
Yesssss, thank you so much @borhap-socials (I would def force him to keep coming here XD)
Thirteen Times I Found You (Intro)
You know that feeling you have where it feels like everything is against you. Bad events happen back to back. You canât seem to get a break from all this shit, and when you try hard to push through it, you just canât find the strength to do so. Itâs a crappy feeling ainât it.
But then, you have that one thing in life that seems to reassure that everything was going to be okay, that you would be able to push through it. Because whether it was a lie or not, that one thing was your anchor.
I guess that was my feeling when I met you.
Those thirteen moments I had.
âŚwho the fuck said thirteen was an unlucky number?
Finally created my Ben Hardy x Reader side blog!!! Comment if ya want to be tagged in it
concept: whenever you and ben are together, whether itâs out to dinner with friends or watching a movie at home, heâs always playing with your engagement ring on your hand. heâll twist and turn it, rubbing the stone and not even giving the action a second thought or doing it on purpose: it just comforts him and reminds him the love of his life is right there, always with him.
Iâm??? Gonna cry???? I love this đâ¤ď¸
Send me soft! Joe and Ben content đ
what a man
Ahhhhh, want me a man like that
oh damn
I did something for April fools and I never posted it hang on
Mood
Possibly Creating 4 Side Blogs
Soooooooooooooo
People have surprisingly enjoyed some of my writing and headcannons.
And Iâve had fun with it all.
......and I love our boys.
SO! I am creating four side blogs (I kinda want to keep my main just about me and stuff or interest other than borap), with the three boys and/or AUs
First one, being Gwilym x reader (professor x student AU)
Second one, is a Eugene Sledge x reader
Third being, Josh Washington x reader
And the final one will be a simple Ben Hardy x reader.
I might regret writing fours stories/headcannons at once. But maybe it will make me motivated to write a lot. Because I ahve four stories to work with
So weâll see how it goes. Iâll post the blogs soon with some stories up so theyâre not bone dry. Until dawn then!!!
soâŚ
Iâm gonna need to take a break from the fandom for a while
im dealing w some things behind the scenes again and I know this sounds petty
but I get get hate anons every fucking day. Iâm not kidding I delete and move on buts been more constant and just getting worse
I know im supposed to ignore it and be the better person but I honestly feel like this blog makes people so angry, I donât mean to make y'all pissed. that was not my intention at all
I thought people would enjoy this blog but apparently not.
Iâm gonna think over some things.
-lyd
Take all the time you need. If you need to vent to anyone, Iâm here (granted Iâm still a stranger) â¤ď¸
Hope Iâm not too late on angst, but imagine Gwil dating an artist whoâs so passionate about creating art that their job doesnât feel like a job. But one day while walking down the street to visit him, sheâs knocked down and falls right on her dominant hand. Itâs so bad to the point where she canât draw for a long period of time and they canât do anything about it. And Gwil just feels guilty entire time, because he believes its his fault. Wishing he didnât invite her that day to stop that injury.
OKAY WTF YOU HAVE HURT ME WTF
AS SOMEONE WHO DRAWS EVERYDAY THAT IS MY WORST FEAR THEN YOU GO AND HAD TO BRING GWIL INTO WOW IM HURTING I LOVE IT
@borhap-socials Glad you like it đ!!! (This is also my big fear too. Iâm honestly so scared of this that Iâve trained myself to stick out my left when I fall rather than my right)
Omg, who gave them the audacity to be so fucking hot (both Gwil and @borhap-socials XD)
Also, whoops. Did it again.
Enjoy my photoshop skills people
OOOHHH MY GOOOODDDDDD
THIS IS SO GOOD WTFFF
Aaaaah. Thatâs my Conquest picture I sent. Iâm so happy it looked nice đ¤đźđ¤đźđ¤đź
Dude. Itâs such a good edit you did
Wtfffff
....my favorite tumblr blogger. Has followed me......
IM NOT SCREMAING YOU ARE
Omg, who gave them the audacity to be so fucking hot (both Gwil and @borhap-socials XD)
Also, whoops. Did it again.
Enjoy my photoshop skills people
Gwilym x Reader (and Joe x Carboard! Reader) Headcannons
@borhap-socials was seeking something like this, and I was bored. Hope ya guys enjoy this XD
Warning: Swears
Sooooooo, you were hanging out with Joe and Ben at night.
Baby Gwilym was out getting interview sessions done, and going on talk shows.
He wouldnât be done for another night, and you didnât want to be alone.
So here your are, watching Scream for no good reason, while drinking with your best friends.
You happened to be at Joeâs house for the night, fyi.
Which means, a safe place to crash if youâre hammered (donât drink and drive kids)
BUT, that also means a certain cut out is lying around the area.
While looking for some snacks, you found said cardboard cut out of Benny in his closet and pull the thing out.
The thing was honestly so cool, knowing that your best friend was so popular that they made a Carboard cutout of him.
â.....aaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAâ
Ben and Joe bolted up to the couch and met up to you to see why you were groaning.
âWhat the fuck was that?!â
â....BENNY IM JEALousssssâ
They lost their shit when they what you were holding.
â...girl, youâre drunkâ Joe manages to say through wheezes
âBut Joeyyyyy itâs not fairrrr. Thereâs a literal Carboard cut out of my cool best friend. Mean while, boring me doesnât get cool stuff like thisssssâ.
You had to admit having celebrities as your friends and boyfriend made you jealous of their recognition.
Where as you were just a writer that was slowly making it out in the world.
It gets hard sometimes.
The two started to notice you were getting tears eyed, so they engulfed you in a hug and proceeded to carry you to Joeâs guest room for the night.
They hated seeing you like this, and honestly saw you as their sister.
They wanted you to feel special.
Thatâs where Joe comes up with an idea.
He runs to the kitchen and pull out his laptop.
âWhat the hell are you doing?â
âBen, do you have that pic of (y/n) from the oscarsâ
â...yeah why?â
âSend it to me NOwâ
The very confused Brit pulled out his phone and started to search the pic.
Gwil asked Ben to take it for him, since (oddly enough) gwil had no room on his phone.
It was a full body shot of you in an elegant black, sleeveless dress with a white gem gradient at the skirt.
âJoe, before i ask. How much did you drink tonight?â
âShat upâ
â...Ok now I have to ask. What the fuck are you doing?â
âWhat does it look like Iâm doing? Iâm ordering a cardboard cut out of (y/n)â
âWhat?â
Surely enough, there on the screen was Joeâs order of one life size cut out of their best friend on his screen.
âWhat the fuck Joe?!â
âLook you saw how sad she was when she saw your cutout. And what she said....dude I think sheâs jealous of the recognition we get as celebsâ
â...again how drunk are you?â
âGoddammit Ben, Iâm trying to be nice! Take me serious for onceâ
âAlright alright, damnâ
âThank you!â
.......
â...you know, if your want me to take you serious, then put it on expressâ
âFINE!!â
They stayed up late editing that pic.
Ben managed to find a way to get it the next day with the express, IF they physically picked it up from the store.
Knowing that you would be a bit hungover in the morning. They made a compromise that Joe would go to the store to pick it up, while Ben would stay back and hangout with you.
Easy!
Just as they were setting up for the day, Ben got a text from Gwilym.
He was finished with interviews earlier than expected and said that he was an hour away from their area.
He mentioned that he was texting you, but he was worried that you werenât responding.
Ben not really thinking, texted Gwil that you were still at Joeâs house and told him to head there where he could pick you up.
It was probably 7am, where they checked in on you
Surely enough, the predicted hangover was evident as your body slept in.
It gave Joe a chance to sneak out, and Ben to surprise you with a nice breakfast.
(Small note, Ben had a hard time finding the pots and pans, which made him realize that Joe doesnât cook much)
Maybe an hour or so passed, and he was finishing up washing some dishes as he cooked, but then the door bell rung.
Ben started smirking to himself, thinking it was Joe with the cutout of you and ran to the door.
âHey Benâ
âOh hey, Gwil youâre backâ
Nope not Joe.
Gwilym was smiling, glad to be back in a familiar environment after dealing with long interviews with random strangers.
He hugged his best friend before stepping in.
âIs she still asleep?â
âYeah. (Y/n) drank quite a bit last night. Might be hungover, but probably just tiredâ
âOf course hah. Wait, whereâs Joe?â
âOh um, thatâs a long story, you see. Joe and I-â
âIT FUCKING CAME IN!!!! ITS IN!! ITS IN!!! BEHOLD THE BEAUTIFUL...Gwil!â
The two faced the doorway to see Joe holding a life size Carboard cut out (nice ink might I add) of (y/n) in his arms.
âYouâre home earlyâ
Before Gwilym could express the utter confusion that was being held in his mind, Ben stepped in and started to explain the whole sitatuaion.
Meanwhile Joe was on the verge of an anxiety attack seeing how bad it looked that he had a cut out of his best friendâs girlfriend.
âSo Joe. You ordered a life size cutout of my girlfriend, as a way to cheer her up?â
â...yesâ
âHow drunk were you?â
âAYE!â
âMessing with yaâ
That eased the tension in the room a little, oddly enough.
Gwil started to look at joe a bit more, making another confused face.
â....So Joe. Whereâs my cutout?â
Joe made a face, âsorry what?â
âMy cutout? I assume you got one for me too since she is my girlfriendâ
*Joe* oh shit.
âOh well um, haha, see the thing is Gwil I um..I just-I...I didnât get you oneâ
â......â
*in Joeâs head* fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
âFine, Iâll take yoursâ
âWait what?â
âIâll take yours and you can order another one for yourselfâ
âWait what? No sheâs mineâ
âSorry what?â Joe couldâve been killed right then and there.
âWrong choice of words, what I mean is, this cutout is mine Gwil. I want this to be my little joke with herâ
âBut, I want to be able to have a cutout of (y/n)â
âYeah I get it, but I paid express for herâ
âYou have moneyâ
âIM SAVVY GWIL, NOT A FRIVOLOUS SPENDERâ
Meanwhile, Benâs eating breakfast with his cardboard cut out of himself.
This eventually turned into a fucking tug o war between Joe and Gwil, with a freaking cardboard cut out of (y/n).
The bickering between the two echoed thorough the walls of the house, waking you form your slumber.
You groaned at the morning light, and started to head towards the center of the house.
Wondering what the fuck is all that noise coming from.
And there it was. A sight you never thought you would see.
Your boyfriend and your best friend, fighting over you.
...a Carboard you
âGWIL I bought her!â
âBut sheâs my girlfriendâ
âSHEâS MY BEST FRIEND BITCHâ
âDonât bitch me!â
Joeâs grip switched from the middle, to the post of your legs.
âThis is MINEEEEEâ
Cue a loud ripping noise as Joe Mazzello has managed to rip you away from Gwilâs hands.
But.............
The head was nearly torn off.
And hung from a small strand of Carboard as Joe was now holding, a nearly headless (Y/n).
â...morning (y/n). How are you?!â Joe said, as he tried to not subtly hide the thing behind him.
You squinted at the two of them, noting that Gwil was there, but didnât say anything.
Next thing they knew, they saw you pull out your phone and dial in some number.
â...hey Lucy. How are you? Yeah Iâm good. Are you free at the moment? No, great! Can you pick me up at Joeâs house? I think Joe and Gwilym have to resolve some issues right nowâ