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With the amount of PDA he initiates or tries to tempt you into, people would think he never gets any attention. In reality, if you are at home and on a surface that can support both of you (couch, large armchair, bed, the floor), Ben’s sidling up to you for cuddles. 

He’s also the type to advocate for men being the little spoon. Sends this tiktok to the guys, his gym buddies, and if anybody protests he says “well how do you know what feels comfy if you don’t try both positions?”

Still taking Benny HC’s? You know the post that says “Bitches will say “gimme another kiss” after being kissed 84848284 times.. it’s me, I’m bitches” - that was ghostwritten by Ben, he’s 100% that bitch.

You’re totally right & you should say it! 👏🏻

Also.. I volunteer to give him all those kisses, please.

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Are you in the right headspace to receive fanfiction that could possibly hurt you? Either way, enjoy some quality dad!Benny content.

How about any of the TF guys coming home from a year-long deployment and meeting their baby for the first time?

Your daughter was born early on a Tuesday morning. It was a windy day, bleary and overcast, but it was almost the happiest day of your life. A never-ending stream of family and friends cycled through your hospital room, bearing gifts and flowers, balloons and well wishes. It was almost perfect.

Except… you went through it all alone. 

Benny was halfway around the world when his first child was born. At least, you assume so. He could be three towns over for all you know–the most he can tell you is that he’s stationed at an Army base and that the rest of the boys say send their congratulations. 

So you hold the bundled baby up to the camera as she grows. You bought an HD webcam for the sole purpose of showing her off to him, but even the best camera can’t compensate for a shitty connection. He doesn’t tell you that his little girl is jumbled mass of pixels more often than not. Instead, he tells you about the photograph of her he keeps in his breast pocket, one taken at four months old, shortly after she first found her feet for the first time.

You update him with her milestones, the little girl balanced in your lap more often than not. You tell him about her first smile (at his mother), her first time laughing (you blowing raspberries against her tummy), her first solid meal (mashed peas and carrots). She sits up earlier than expected, five months, and he roars with pride, declaring that his daughter is a little Amazon already. 

You don’t see the tears he sheds when you hang up. He doesn’t see yours. 

And then his tour ends. You meet him at baggage claim, and no sooner has he kissed you hello, and he’s gesturing for you to pass over the squirming, wriggling eight-month-old balanced on your hip. She bursts into fussy tears, her stranger sense piqued as unfamiliar arms scoop her into unfamiliar chest. He winces, but puts on a brave face, shushing her gently through a choked up throat.

“Hey there, kiddo,” 

The tears slow, then stop. And she turns, stares at him, a flicker of recognition in her intelligent eyes. 

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PSA: You can call your man baby. You can hold him. Play with his hair. Comfort him. Hug him from behind. Doesn't make him less than a man. Makes him stronger. Makes you stronger together. Men deserve the same treatment they give.

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Been having some thoughts about sitting on benny miller’s face 🥵😍

ohhhhh man can you just imagine? 

Like, he’s high off a win but this guy took him to the mat, had to rely on his grappling training, his college wrestling days, and then got slightly lucky on top of it, so he’s spent. Like he’s so, so fucking sore, can barely pick his arms up, let alone his legs. 

But he sees the look on your face, predatory and smug as you watch him–your man–emerge from the ring with a guttural roar of victory. He sees the way you eye him as he hops down from the cage, the way the bright lights gleam off his glistening skin. 

Problem is, once he finds himself sinking into the mattress he can barely move. Too sore to even get it up, to tired to take the reins. Earlier in the evening he’d put on the biggest display of domination in front of an audience of a couple hundred. Here though, in the comfort of your bedroom, there’s no audience, no performance to commit to, no reason to dominate. So he does what he refused to do earlier today–he rolls over. He lets you pin him to the bed, bracket his head between your shins as you lean over him to grab the headboard. 

He yanks you down on top of him when you’re too careful with him, curling his arms around your thighs until all you can do is wriggle on top of his mouth as his tongue thrums against your clit, slips inside you, laps up every last drop he can get. 

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Benny headcanons to (hopefully) make you smile!!! 1. He’s a goober. That’s it that’s the headcanon. 2. He will absolutely not hesitate to make a fool of himself to make you laugh. He’s been known to do very bad ventriloquism with one of his socks to tell you jokes. 3. He likes to take you out driving around, just to get you out of the house a little. 4. He will absolutely not stop telling you how much he loves you when you’re feeling down. He just has to make sure you know!! - 👻

Okay but.. my heart is screaming at all of these. 🥺

1. I adore my goofy, rowdy husband, okay? So, yes, I totally agree. Biggest goober child of them all.

2. Oh, Benny and his quest to make him look a fool in order to make you laugh. Your laughter is his favorite sound, so you know he’s trying all he can do to make you laugh at any moment in the day.

3. A drive around town blasting music with Benny? Where the hell do I sign up for this? Cause I need it right now for about.. the rest of my life.

4. I will drown in this man’s praise and devotion, so if he wants to tell me he loves me until he’s blue in the face, I’ll let him. But, maybe not that far, cause, you know? Man’s gotta breathe.

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My grandma recently told me about a wedding she was in as the matron of honor and it sounds straight out of a novel/movie. My grandmother was 100% that friend who dealt with the bride's terrible stepmother with the assistance of some groomsmen. Honestly, I think it would adapt to the triple frontier boys so well. Does anybody want to hear more about the story? Then maybe use it as inspiration for the boys? Idk, let me know.

My nearly 80 year old catholic midwestern grandma, who does not swear, referred to the stepmother as "the only woman I've ever met who I would refer to as a Bitch with a capital B", if that raises the incentive. 🤷🏻‍♀️

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Reblog if it is okay to start talking to you.

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“I usually don’t break anything when I do it, though” is definitely a Benny ask. 🙃

“How did you even do that?” You didn’t realize you’d been speaking aloud as you looked over the man’s x-ray.

“I’m an MMA fighter,” he spoke up, and you turned to look at him. He was smiling a little, despite his swollen cheek and black eye.

“I usually don’t break anything when I do it, though,” he added. You hummed, pulling your seat up in front of him and taking hold of his hand.

“How long do you think I’ll be out of commission?” He asked, and you could hear worry tinging his voice.

“About a month? The splint can some off after then, but after that it’s gonna be another two weeks without doing anything strenuous.” He swore under his breath and you let your eyes stray to his for a moment, offering him a sympathetic look.

“This didn’t even happen in the ring,” he sighed, “Guy was a sore loser, tried to take me on in the parking lot.” You shook your head.

“Dick move,” you said simply. He laughed, and you smiled a little as you returned to your work quietly.

“Month and a half,” he grumbled as you stepped away. “The hell am I supposed to do for a month and a half?”

“Keep your workouts exclusively the right side of your body. You’ll wind up with a real mean hook.”

“Oh, I’ve already got one of them.” You smiled.

“Try not to overdo it, Mr. Miller. We’ll see you in a few weeks.”

“Any chance I could see you before then?” You were surprised. It wasn’t that you’d never had a patient come on to you, but it was the first time you were considering it.

“For… Medical reasons?” You asked. He snorted.

“Or a drink.” You stepped farther back into the room, holding your hand out for his phone.

“I am pretty curious to see what your face looks like when it’s not all swollen.”

Benny laughed,  “I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.”

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I WANT TO KNOW MORE OF SUPPORTIVE BENNY PLEASE we love a good boye drinking his respectful big girls drink 🖤

Benny’s a himbo which means he mainly drinks beer and respecting women juice. I am so glad that people liked this, I have been out of fandom for so long that I feel transported back to my teen years. 

Here’s the original post again for anyone who hasn’t seen it and here’s the part 2!

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I sent that anon this morning and let me say you did NOT disappoint!! Thank you for indulging me and my desperate need for Benny Miller content

For those just tuning in, here’s the original ask about Benny being with a big girl, including my addition about him shutting down a bodyshamer. Now for the extended look into him and his girl being insecure about her body.

First things first, health is more than just a number on a scale and MMA fighter Benny is well aware of this. I’m picturing a scenario where he accidentally overhears you make a comment on a girl’s night zoom call and ADHD brain kicks in. When you wrap up your call you find him at his computer and he tells you it's “something for his training program”. What really happens, is that when you make a self-deprecating comment later that week/the next week Ben is prepared - he was up that entire night making this spreadsheet.

If the two of you are in a group he will wait until later, but if/when you are alone he very seriously asks “what specifically you do not like and how is it impacting your goals”. You think the number on the scale is too high? Benny’s going to make you dig deeper into it (maybe right then, maybe it’s a conversation you agree to revisit after thinking by yourself) beyond just “society says this is the ideal”. If you want to change something he will support you - but he is going to ensure the focus is on the health impact, not the number on the scale.

You decide you want to feel stronger/more empowered in your body? Or improve your blood pressure/heart rate/cardiovascular health? Ben’s volunteering to build you a workout plan or help you find a trainer that you vibe with, AND he makes sure you visit your doctor to understand where you are at currently and what the ideal goal would be. You may be surprised to find you are closer than you thought, before you even begin the new regimen.

Not feeling *glamorous* during your special time with Benny? Congrats, you are presented with the tab in the google spreadsheet of different activities that increase flexibility, coordination, etc. and social media accounts of big girls within the respective community. Ben’s already a fan of yoga (I saw this HC’d somewhere, if someone sends it I’ll link it) and after looking through a few insta pages, you find yourself joining him and William at yoga. Personally I think the boys would prefer the Bikram practice due to its structure and intensity (yes I know the founder is terrible, find you a studio like mine that has tried to cut those ties).

Moral of the story is Benny’s going to say he loves you as you are, and if you want to do something for your body it should be focused on making it serve you better. He’s quick to quote or send this tiktok to anybody who tries to talk shit. Subsequently you see this tiktok and recruit William to teach it to you. The next time Benny’s tipsy/drunk you put your new skill to use and he’s screaming “THAT’S MY GIRL” from your shoulders.

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I feel like Benny would love a big girl, and I mean like the whole big girl, not just the fat ass and boobs, he’s the epitome of “the rolls keep Texas Roadhouse in business” he loves it

The universe/God/person running this game of Sim’s we are all stuck in really looked at big girls and said look: I present to you the perfect people to snuggle up to. Ben wants to lay on the couch with his head in your lap? Not only do thick thighs save lives, they are the perfect pillow while receiving head scratches. Anytime he catches you somewhat reclined or lying down, he’s abandoning his task and joining you for a cuddle session, regardless of what you were doing before. 

He loves pulling you on top of him, and if you make a comment or try to slide off/to the side he’s not going to accept that. Benny “I carried fellow soldiers out of combat on foot for miles to the nearest drop point, you are not going to break anything” Miller is going to put you firmly back where he wanted you, and keep you there longer. Spooning? We love a boy who is comfortable being both big and little spoon depending on his and your needs. 

I have a *whole* bit I could say about Benny and his thoughts on anyone commenting on your size, so here’s part of it and let me know if you want more. I’m picturing early in the relationship, you are at Texas Roadhouse (staying on theme here) with another couple or a small group. You go to order steak and somebody makes one of *those* comments suggesting something “healthier” on the menu and before you can even process, Benny’s already responding. He’s holding eye contact with them while saying, “sure that salad may be great for you, Karen, but steak is a great source of B12, zinc, iron and protein - and he needs his girl fueled up for later.” He ends it with a wink and turns to the server to order his own steak and another two baskets of rolls when they get the chance, please and thank you.

There are no other worrisome comments the rest of the night, the server most definitely tells all their coworkers who stare at him in adoration/respect, and at home that evening? Benny definitely follows through on his promise. Multiple times. 

In summary: get that bread, get that head, then cuddles. ❤️

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I woke up to my first ever anon ask about a Benny prompt, and holy shit who decided to entrust me with such an honor? Anon - I am so sorry but I am running around today and won't have time to post my *thots* until tonight or tomorrow. Please be patient with me, hopefully I will do you proud and earn more prompts.

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Himbo!Benny, forgetting you have a designated +1 for the next couple of months: We?!?! Me, reading the fic knowing it was going to happen and still laughing anyways: Ben, you dumbass. 😂

Benny Miller and 216 - We were in bed when you called. (but the 'we' refers to their pet or kid, because we are here for happy feelings today - not angst)

This took a minute. Thank you for your patience! Fluffy lil Benny Miller drabble.

An impossibly tight squeeze from your bladder had woken you up. It was the only thing that could coax you out your comfortable bed that you never meant to fall asleep in in the first place. The sun had still been pouring in through the window when you came into the room to change out of your work clothes and into the comfortable fleece pajama pants that you wished you could get away with at the office. How you had gone from sitting on the edge of the bed putting on pants to fast asleep on top of the covers, you would never know. The bedroom was pitch black now, the glow of orange lamplight outside not even breaking through.

 As you stood up off the bed, you found your cell phone on the night stand and checked your phone for the time. 11:18 PM. You had been out of it for four and a half hours and collected a missed call, two ‘Are you OK’ texts from your boyfriend, and a long winded message from your best friend in the midst of family drama. 

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Where Do We Go?

Benny Miller x Black!Reader (Co-Parents)

Summary: A couple weeks after his return to the States and his sleepover at your house, Benny finally gets to take you out on that date.

Previous parts: [Before I Go] [When I get Home]

Word Count: 3.4K

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You honestly couldn’t remember the last time you’d gotten ready for a date. It was definitely before Mattie was born, while you and Benny were still together, likely before you’d gotten pregnant or right after to celebrate the pregnancy. You got dressed up all the time, so this was nothing new to you, but the thought of doing all this for a date with Benny felt strange. You’d always felt that you would gravitate back into his orbit, but it was only a matter of when and how his magnetism would pull you in.

“What do you think, Mattie, natural eyes or smokey eyes?” you asked, looking to the three-year-old love of your life to see her intently watching you from where she sat on the wide countertop. Watching her tilt her head and hum theatrically was one of the cutest things you’d seen, and you could not argue at the way she said natural. “You’re gonna be good for your uncle, right?”

“Where are you and Daddy going?”

“Your dad is taking me out on a date,” you answered honestly as you applied your eyeshadow, not totally certain if she’d get it but you also knew that she was a smart girl. She was also three, so she didn’t have to get it, either.

“Is Daddy gonna live with us?”

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When I Get Home

Benny Miller x Black!Reader (co-parents)

Part two (I guess?) to Before I Go

Word Count: 2.5K

Summary: Benny makes it home to his girls after a rough Boys Trip™, but he has a lot to think about in regard to what he’s done and what that could mean for his future with you and your daughter.

Warnings: angst at the beginning, the events of operation fuck up, mentions of death (but we ain’t sad about it), fluff

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He should’ve gone home when he had the opportunity. Should’ve gotten on the first flight back to the states with his seventeen grand, knocked on your door so he could scoop his daughter into a hug and take you out on that date. He could’ve done that – should have done that – instead of going through with this crazy idea.

But he told Pope “I go where you go”, told his brother that he was following his lead on this, and he stayed. He stayed for his brothers, but he also stayed for his daughter. You’d been working with him on building a savings account for her, something to get her through college or whatever she wanted to do when she grew up. But this could set Mattie up for the rest of her life, you wouldn’t have to work if you didn’t want to, and he could invest more time into fighting until he could just do that for a living to support you and your daughter.

And now? As he cold camps in the fucking jungle, watching his injured brother struggle to get comfortable and listening to Pope and Redfly bicker like an old married couple, he knew he should’ve just gone home to his daughter. All the money in the world wasn’t worth it if he didn’t get to see her again because Redfly got greedy.

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Before I Go

Benny Miller x Black!Reader (Co-Parents)

Summary: Benny needs to see his daughter before he leaves for South America, and leaves her with a piece of him. But he also wants to see you, and you aren’t completely sure how to feel about that. 

Word count: 2K

Warnings: none?

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The day had been longer than usual, and you’re very excited to turn on the TV for your daughter’s after dinner TV show. She curls into your side on the couch, and you know she’s sleepy based on the way she was working hard to get comfortable while fussing against you. Eventually she settles, singing along with the What’s New Scooby Doo! theme song and you let out a quiet yawn as you let yourself relax into your sofa for about thirty minutes of quiet.

Just as you start to doze, a knock sounds on your front door and you let out a small huff as you peel the three-year-old off of your shirt and help her get comfortable laying on the couch. Another knock has you rolling your eyes as you make your way to the door, looking through your peephole and immediately waking up when you see Benny standing on your front porch.

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I’m a 5’ 3” cis white woman, and that’s a massive privilege when consuming fanfiction/fandom created content. But folks, if the Before I Go series featuring Dad!Benny and Black!Reader by @catfishingmorales can fuck my emotions up sooooo good, it can and probably will do the same to you. When you are used to content that you can self-insert without thinking twice, yes, it’s a change. It still hits so good though!

Edit: after reading a different reblog and comment from the author I’m removing part of my addition to keep this post focused on race. Authors and readers, think about your inclusivity within your fandoms.

The irony is not lost on me that there’s a lot of latent racism and exclusivity in a fandom that’s largely centered around two Latino men