#ben spends a lot more time hanging around his other siblings

[cheynovak]

Forbidden Hearts 

Soldier Boy x F/Reader (Y/N)  

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Alcohol, Family trauma, abuse,  

Side note: English isn’t my first language.   

Words: 6500 

*Does not follow The Boys storyline!* 

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Y/N and Ben (Soldier boy) both grew up in South Philly. Ben’s father took an interest in Y/N’s mother a few years after her father died. By the time they made their relationship public both you and Ben were young teens. As young kids you two saw each other as siblings but the more time they spend time together, the more Ben noticed his feelings weren’t normal sibling love. But what happens when Y/N reaches the age where her mother wants to find a good husband for her only daughter. 

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“Really mom? Again?” Young Y/N wined, “I don’t like Benjamin, can’t I go play outside?” Your mother sighs. “Y/N first off, Benjamin and his father are our guests, we welcome them like a proper host. And secondly a young respectable woman like yourself doesn’t run around or play in the streets.”  

Your mom was firm. “Now get upstairs and put on the pink dress Sheila picked out for you. Sheila was your servant, a beautiful young girl, barley even a woman, but she was the only real friend Y/N had. Sheila and her mother have been in this house as long as you can remember.  

But when your dad died, the money influx stopped, and your mom had to let go of a servant. Sheila was cheaper and so she could stay but work a few more hours. She was always nice to Y/N, she even made an outfit with pants so you could go play outside, and mother would never notice the mutt or grass stains on her good dresses.  

By the time Benjamin and his father arrived you and your mother waited in the grand hall to greet her guests. This wasn’t the first time you saw Ben, two years ago she met him on one of his father’s parties, remembering him as a little annoying snob, a bully. She didn’t know her mother had been writing and receiving letters from his father over the past year.  

The boy you met then had changed into a young man, Benjamin was a little over a year older than you, he turned 15 last week and starting to grow into his body, made him look like a handsome young man, but in Y/N’s eyes he was just an annoying teenager.  

You really didn’t want him here and the look on Ben’s face was exactly the same as yours, bored. His father gave him an elbow to his shoulder, urging him to greet you properly.  

Benjamin’s dad made his visits weekly, which means you had to endure the young boy in your house, while listening to boring talk from the adults. Every few minutes your mother would correct your posture. God you hated that. One time she made a comment that made Ben laugh, you hated that even more. 

“Ma-am? Pardon me, but it’s nice weather outside, perhaps miss Y/N could show the young Benjamin the garden?” Sheila interfered. Trying to safe both of you being bored this entire afternoon. “I like that idea.” his dad answered, making it impossible for you mother to decline. Sheila winked at you.  

You showed Ben the large garden and the treehouse your father made for you right before he died. The second he left his father the young boy changed. The stiffness in his shoulders disappeared, he even started to talk to her. Pretty soon they found out they had a lot more in common.  

Both lost the parent that cared the most for them. She found out Ben was in boarding school and that he only came home on the weekends. Which were now occupied with weekly visits to you and your mother.  

Luckily the treehouse became a safe place for the youngster to hang out or hide out from their parents. His father was considered a well-respected man by society, so he showed his interested in your mother by doing what a man should, courting her, for months. Until the public eye would have forgotten both were once married and have grieved long enough.  

“Does you mom always make you wear those ruffled dresses?” He asked while lying on the ground in the treehouse next to you, shoulder to shoulder looking at the sky via the opening in the ceiling. Watching the clouds drift by.  

“Uhu, A like a proper lady should.” She mocked her mother. Ben let out a sharp breath “You, a proper lady, not in a million years.” - “What do you mean?” She looked shocked. “You want to be a free little birdy. Go where the wind takes you.” You look at him not knowing where that came from. 

He lifted your skirt right above your knee. Which made you flinch and push his hand away. “Your knees are covered in bruises.” he added seeing your discomfort. “I’m sure a proper lady doesn’t go out and play rougher games outside.”  

“Well, I think that is a ridicules rule.” Y/N blushed “Amen.” He preached while winking. Y/N really liked it when he did that, such a small gesture but it gave you a warm feeling. 

 “Aren’t you bored being he every weekend?” You asked while placing your back against the wooden floor again. “Nah, this is better than being home with my old man. He doesn’t know yet, but the school is going to call him.” - “Again? That’s twice over this year I known you.” you looked at him. “Why this time?”  

“Some punk hit me. I hit back.” He answered like it was the most normal thing to do. “And why did he hit you?” Ben smirked before he turned his face to you. “I may or may not have kissed his girlfriend.” - “BENJAMIN!” that reaction made him laugh, crossing his arms over his stomach.  

“You don’t do that!” you said like you were his mother, completely in shock. “Oh come on Y/N, this is a safe place, right? What good is our friendship if I can’t tell you things like that.” You felt your cheeks heat up. “Friendship?” she asked shy.  

“Yeah, I mean, you’re nothing like al the girly girls I know. I like hanging around you, you have a ‘no drama vibe’. Doesn’t that make us friends, Birdy?” - “I guess so, you’re not as horrible to hang out with like I thought.”  

“Oh, wow thanks! Most girl even like to hang out with me.” he bumped her shoulder. “Till they get to know you.” She joked. “Wow, jeez thanks!” You bumped his shoulder back. “Being friends means tough love.” 

“Benjamin! We’re leaving!” you hear his father yell. “That time again.” He said lifting on to his elbow towards you. He looked through the cut-out window “I’m coming father!” he responded. “Well, see you next weekend, Birdy.” He said looking down at her, almost hovering over her.  

Y/N’s heart dropped, she looked into his green eyes. He’s never been this close to your face.  “Eh yeah, next weekend.” you said almost in a whisper. Ben jumped over you to crawl out of the treehouse. You still lay down on the ground, feeling the heat in her cheeks rise. Taking a deep breath before walking out after him.  

During diner your mother started yet another awkward situation, “Y/N darling, what do you and Benjamin do all afternoon in that child house?” She didn’t lift her eyes of her plate and neither did you. “Treehouse mother, and we talk.” She raised her eyebrow, you noticed. “About school, our grades, hobbies, you know, stuff” she continued. “Hm... stuff.”  

She thought for a second, “You know that young Benjamin is turning into a man.” Y/N looked up from her plate. “And a young man creates certain... desires around this age.” Oh no, not this talk you thought, while feeling your cheeks blush again.  

“And you being younger and a woman, may not feel the same desires as him, as you shouldn’t. So, it’s important you don’t give him the wrong impression.” Her eyes looked at yours. “I’m trying to say, you should know that a woman needs to be pure when she marries a man.” 

“Mom! Please stop! Ben never... I never. It’s nothing like that, he never tried anything, he is my friend!” Y/N took a deep breath, calming her nerves. “We’re just friends. You can stop this...talk.” She nodded slow, “I just noticed the time you two spend together.”  

You look back at your plate. “Well, I though, it would please you knowing I’m trying to be friends with the son of the man that’s courting you for over a year now. I mean, I believe we might see each other more often.” She smiled her well practise fake smile. 

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September 1936 

Not only Ben’s birthday month but also the day your mother and his father came out as an item and engaged. And to celebrate they want to throw a party on Saturday the 20th... The day after Ben’s birthday, the day he could celebrate his 17th birthday with his family.  

You watched your mother clinging on to your stepfather to be. Flashing her ring to every woman she sees. It made your stomach turn. In the corner of your eye you see Ben, with the same disgusted look on his face. Poor Ben, he turned 17 yesterday and how did his father welcomed him home that day? By telling he is engaged. 

You saw him taking a little silver bottle out of his pocket and pouring the liquid in his orange juice. Your feet automatically walked towards him. “This was supposed to be your day.” You whisper in his ear before giving him a small welcome hug. You could see his beard coming through. Seeing his freckles, his skin, his lips moved slightly into a smile when your greeted him.  

You don’t know when he started to change, but over the last year, Ben’s slim childish figure had morphed into a man, he looked similar to his old man, clearly inherited his broad shoulders, full beard and hair colour, but Ben grew slightly taller this last year.  

Although he looked a lot like his father, his eyes were his mother’s, the hard green eyes may fool someone who doesn’t know him. Making him looking firm and tough, but if you looked closer you could see the softness and caring behind them.  

He was no longer a young boy, no, Ben looked like a man. And yes, I will admit it to myself, but never to him, he looks really good. “Quite the party.” He sighs before looking you up and down. “Did your mother chose this dress?” Y/n’s eyes grew big “No I did, why?” you ask looking at your body wondering if you made the wrong choice.  

“I thought so, you clearly have a better taste.” He winked at her. “Well, I hope I’ll have better taste in men as well.” You let those words slip without thinking, your eyes look in an instant at Ben. “I’m so sorr..”  Without any emotion he interferes your apology. “Yeah, hope so too.”  

Poor Ben, you heard his stories over the last two years about his dad, at first thinking he couldn’t be that bad. But when you saw him one weekend with multiple bruises on his back, you had no choice but to believe him. Normally he would just break Ben down mentally but sometime when he got drunk or really angry, his belt came off.  

“Ben?” - “Hm?” - ”With all this going on, I didn't have the chance yet to give you your birthday present.” His eyes grew wide looking down at you. “Follow me?” you said with a mischievous smile. 

 Ben looked around while you grabbed his hand and ran to the backyard. Noticing your mother seeing the two of you sneak out. Without thinking you climbed up to the treehouse. Ben followed right behind you, looking once over to the party, seeing your mother staring at him though the window.

He grinned before climbing up.  

She really hated the fact that her perfect daughter was so close to him, he had been thrown out of school, again. She really hoped his influence wouldn't affect her little girl. Or worse.  

“I’m really getting too big for this.” he said while climbing through the hole in the floor. Y/N chuckled soft “Need a hand?” - “yeah!” you pulled him up, accidently pulling him closer than needed. Your laugh softly faded away when roaming his face that towered over you.  

The treehouse was dark part from the soft lighting coming from the main house through the cracks. The yellow light fell perfectly on his golden skin. His eyes even warmer than before. Thank the heavens he couldn’t see the heat on your face.    

“What was it you wanted to show me?” His voice sounded deep, still holding her hands in his. “Show yo... Oh yeah, right.” you chuckle again, only this time it sounded more nervous. Ben regretted the second you let go of his hands, taking all the warmth with you. “Happy Birthday, I hope you like it.”  

Ben opened the packaging, his eyes blinked fast. “I notice you read the same Agatha Christie story over and over so I figured you might like a new one. So, you know, you can at least change once in a while.”  

Ben didn’t answer, he just stared at the book in his hands. Which made you nervous and started to talk. “I hope you don’t have this one yet? The lady at the bookstore told me it was the new one, or you know at least from last year. But it is supposed to be really good.”  

Before you could say more, he pulled you into a hug. Leaving you frozen, Ben never hugged, he tapped your shoulder or knee, gave an elbow, shoulder or wink. But a hug, never. “You really know me.” He said trying to sound neutral while he felt emotional.  

The last person who gave him a book, the book he kept reading was his mother, she loved the Poirot thrillers. Sharing it with her son. And she was the only person who ever really understood him, knew him. Y/N unknowingly reminded him of his mom. “I’m glad you like it.” you whisper against his shoulder. “I love it, it’s perfect.”  

He slowly let’s go of you, but his eyes were still lingering on your face, like he was looking for something. Ben slowly moved down, kissing your cheek. You closed your eyes, while taking a deep breath, clenching your fingers around his arm. You had no idea if it was his amazing smell or the kiss, but something made you lightheaded.  

His lips felt soft and lingered just a little too long on your skin. “Thank you.” he said again. “Ben...” he looked at you. What are you going to say Y/N, you thought to yourself. You’re welcome? Don't stop? Kiss me? You managed to snap out of it. “Maybe we should get back.”  

You could see the sadness, disappointment in his eyes. “I think you right.” He said while letting go. “Ladies first.” he pointed his hands to the opening in the floor. The two of you walked back in silence. Hands every so often brush against each other.  

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Almost a year had been passed, and the parents decided to move in together, since his father had a nicer house, read: a house that had been taken care of over the years, your mother decided to move to his place. Much against the disliking of Y/N. She had to leave the house her father bought.  

Ben had been thrown out of school again, making it hard on his father to find another school that wanted to take him. “I really don’t know what to do with you son.” he had said. “You’re so far behind no other school wants to take you on.”  

“Perhaps sir, I can lend him my books after school, so that he doesn’t get behind on school knowledge and he can join next semester?” Both men looked at you with big eyes. “I wouldn’t mind tutoring him. Keeps me busy with my schoolwork as well.” You turn to your mother.  

“What do you think love?” Oh god, you hated it he called you mother that. “As long as your schoolwork gets done properly, I don’t mind.” Y/N smiled softly at Ben who shook his head softly displeased.  

“Right, that’s settled.” You mother added, “Oh and Y/N darling. Don’t forget to go to the debutant practise? It’s only in a couple of months darling. If we want to find a proper suiter, we need to get you ready. You're 16. The time is right.” You answered with a smile that looked like you had a toothache. “Of course, mother.”  

Ben saw the tears in your eyes well up. You never thought that after your father died, she wanted to continue the tradition. Besides it was the father’s job to walk his daughter down the stairs, to present his daughter. 

You hear a soft knock on the door. “Mind if I come in?” Ben asked leaning in the door. 

“If it makes you feel better, I have to go too.” He sat down next to you on your bed. “Well, ... you’ll have 20 women on each hand, trying to get your attention. I’m the weird freak who does nothing but study.” He placed himself on his back, his hand under his head. “I’m sure there are plenty suiters.”  

Y/N fell back next to him, turning your head to him. Making it touch his elbow. “And what if no one ask me to dance?” His broad smile appeared “Then I’ll find you.”- “You?” - “Yeah” - “That will be the talk of the town.” you giggled making Ben smile genuine.  

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Months gone by, the night of the debutant ball came closer. Your mother made sure it would be a night to remember, Ben’s father had agreed to walk you and he arranged that, Jonathan the son of a colleague would take over the first dance.  

You both practised together, he seemed nice and interested. On the last rehearsal he saw you and Ben talk. “Hitting on my girl Benny boy?” -” Just a friendly conversation, johnny boy” he mocked his voice.  

“Listen buddy, you might want to hit on everything with a skirt on, but this one is mine.” Y/n looked shocked. “Excuse me?” - “Y/N isn’t yours pal, you might want to take it down a notch.” - “Or what?” he took a step forward. “Forgot how I rearranged your face last year buddy? Don’t mind doing it again.” Ben stood toe to toe with Jonathan.  

“Ben, Jonathan, stop it!” Both guys looked at you, standing almost in between them. “Act like gentlemen please!” To your surprise Ben listened, “But don’t worry Johnny, I'm not going after your girl. Stacy is my date. He waved at the hot girl a crossed the room. Who had no idea how to act.  

“Who is Stacy?” you asked Jonathan after Ben left. “I used to date her, but Ben who said to be my friend kissed her. I hit him, he hit me. You know.” - “That was you?!” Jonathan looked not understanding her. “Ben told me a long time ago.”  

The more you spent time with Jonathan the more you could see why he was a nice decent guy. You even started to hope he would like you enough to get to know you better.  

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The night of the debutant ball  

Y/N was extremely nervous that morning, while she promised Ben to help him pack his things she had to rush to prepare her own bag. Making the mistake of taking the wrong bag to the fitting room. Each girl had their own small space to prepare. It was more like a shower curtain box than a room, but it would work.  

Y/N noticed she had taken Ben’s bag with her instead of her make-up and hair supplies. Shit! She thought to herself. Y/N popped her head out of the curtain when she heard Ben’s voice. “Ben, Ben, Ben! Over here!” She yelled.  

He left the group of guys behind and ran over to you. “What’s up? Need a hand with the zipper?” he joked. “No...” She thought for a second, “Actually yes that too, but you have my bag.” You pointed to the bag in hand before disappearing back behind the curtain.  

Ben followed behind it making sure it was closed. You checked the bag making sure your make up was inside. “Thank god.” Y/N sighs. Ben noticed she was still in her silk robe. “Need me to come back for the dress?” -  ”Just, turn around for a minute.”  

As he did, he noticed his cheeks getting warmer. While his mind zoomed out to the idea that she was probably completely naked behind him. Only a few inches away, if he took a step back his back would touch hers.  

“Ok you can turn.” He moved her hair aside to close all the buttons on her back. Starting at her lower back up to her shoulders. His hands shook which made it difficult to close them. When she turned back around, he couldn’t contain gaze.  

Ben saw this beautiful white ball gown, her waist snatched in all the right places, her cleavage slightly shown, just enough for a young man to dream how she would look without the dress on. He had seen her change into a young woman over the year, this was one of the few times he actually looked at her.  

“What do you think?” you asked nervous. “Eh, you look... nice.” He forced a smile. Feeling an idiot. His answer made you unsure of the choice of dress. “I look ridiculous, don’t I?”  He saw the nerves in your eyes. “What? No, no! I’m just not used to you in this... I meant wow, beautiful.” He smiled sincere blushing.  

“I-I I got to go.” Ben said while rushing out behind the curtain. Y/N followed him and held him back by his arm. You kissed his cheek. “Thanks, good luck.” - “You too.” He smiled, when he turned, he saw Jonathan who looked displeased at what he had witnessed. Making Ben grin even more.  

As he wanted to pass him by, he bumped his shoulder to him. “What were you doing in her room?” Jonathan hissed. ”None of your business Johnny boy.” Ben almost sang.  

The moment was there, Ben’s dad held your hand that was lying on top of his. “Ready?” he asked. “As I’ll ever be.” Y/N breathed out. The moment the young girls were introduced on the top of the stairs they could look into to crowed. But most of all they would see their partners lined up down the stairs.  

You immediately notice Jonathan wasn’t in his place. Making you search nervously into the crowed. Ben noticed you were stressed, as he was standing almost last in line. He knew how heartbroken you would have been if his dad had to leave you with all the girl who couldn’t find a partner.  

So, he did what he had promised, making sure you would have a dance. He moved up front right before his dad and you took the last step.  

You had seen him rush to the front seeing him for the first time in a black tuxedo complete with a bowtie and his hair combed back. Compared to the other boys he really could pull this look off. “What are you doing Benjamin?” His father asked, but he didn’t answer, he just smiled at you. “Thank you.” you mouthed, looking grateful. 

Unfortunately, this meant that Stacy had no partner to welcome her down the stairs, which made Ben look extremely bad with the other parents. Making him once again a bad match for the most eligible families.  

The opening dance began, “You do know you blew your changes this year, again.” You said while Ben placed his hand under your shoulders, guiding you over the dance floor. “What do you mean?” - “Every parent knew the couples. You leave the most popular, most desired girl standing alone.”  

“Most desired family to marry into maybe.” He looked over to the ‘loner’ table. “I couldn’t have you sitting there, this dress needs to be seen tonight. You need to be seen.” - “What a compliment, charmer.” you blushed “Did it work?” He asked with a flirty tone, just a little too close to your face. 

Ben couldn’t stop looking at her, he had seen her dress and what it did for her body but know she had done her hair and make-up she was truly transformed into a beautiful young woman. Her lips had a soft reddish look, not tacky like some other girls here, no, a deeper colour than what she already naturally had.  

It reminded him of the colour she had on a winter’s day, when they took a walk in the park. He remembered that day because he couldn’t stop looking at her lips when she kept talking about some school project. He wanted to shut her up by pushing his lips on to hers.  

Her eyes shined under the lights of the room. Again, just using whatever she had and enhanced her natural beauty. Ben couldn’t stop staring, wondering why he never noticed. Or did he?  

The music faded out. The couples were now free to choose another partner in case they wanted to meet someone else. Ben held her hand, fiddling on her glove. “Do you want me to...” He nodded to the girls sitting on the side of the dance floor.  

“May I be selfish and have one more dance?” You asked shy. Not ready to leave his strong arms already. Really liking how easy being with him felt. Besides that, Ben was a really good dancer, compared to what you had seen in practise, he never stood on your toes once. 

After a moment of silence Ben spoke. “Do you like one of these guys?” Your head tilted. “I mean, do you see one of these men being your... husband, one day?” His question took you by surprise. “Eh, not that I know, why?”  

He grinned “Want to get out of here?” You were shocked “Ben we can’t!” - “Oh come on, this is all one big charade. Tell me honestly you like this and we’ll stay.” You try to protest. “You’ve been dancing with me for the past 5 songs. I’m bored, you’re bored. Let’s go.”  

Although Y/N was always the playing by the rules kind of girl she did follow him. He whistled for a taxi, driving you to your old house. “What are we doing here?” You whispered while Ben opened the gate to the garden.  

Your old house had stood empty for a long time, only being sold just last week. “Remember this?” He asked when he stopped in front of the treehouse. “Ladies first.” He held out his hand, helping you up the steps. Leaving your high heels, coat and gloves on the grass.  

You heard a scratching sound, noticing your dress ripped under your arm, all the way down to your hip. Ben struggled to get through the hole in the floor, once he got up the stairs, he saw you looking at the broken dress. “Ha, couldn’t wait for me to get up here to undress did ya.” He joked.  

“This isn’t funny Ben! Do you have any idea how expensive it was? Mom is going to kill me!” He shook his head while turning you to him so he could take a look. He noticed you weren’t wearing anything underneath the corset looking top, showing a lot of skin. “Here.” He took of his jacket throwing it over your shoulders, covering you.  

Ben took the old blanket they hide up there and placed it on the wooden floor underneath the opening in the ceiling. He sat down, tapping the place next to him before he laid back. One arm under his head while his other rested on his stomach.  

Y/N crawled next to him. “I missed this.” you sigh content. Ben looked over to you, watching you looking at the stars above them. “Yeah, me too.” After a long comfortable silence, you turn to him.  

“Ben? Can I ask you something?” - “Sure, anything.” - “Do you feel ready for all of this... courting, dating, marriage... You know life.” He thought about that for a second. “Maybe if I find the right one. But no girl out there at that stupid ball is going to change anything.”  

“How about you, you honestly think one of those guys is going to make you happy?” - “I don’t know... maybe.” - ”Really?!” He lifted himself a little, to take a better look at you. “I mean if someone would give me a chance.” shocked of his reaction.  

“You do realise it is them that should be glad to even get a chance with you right? Not the other way around.” You didn’t understand what he meant. “Those losers don’t deserve you Y/N. All they want is a-a housewife, someone who has no life of her own. Just serving her husband.” - “I know.”  

“Oh come on birdy, that’s not you!  I knew from the second we spoke you were a free spirit, I won’t let any man bind you to a golden cage.” - “That is not up to you Ben! What if I want it like that! Normal.” - “You don’t.” - “How do you know!”  

Ben sat back up facing you, your voices a little louder than whispering, hearing the frustrations growing. “Because I know you. This is your mother talking!” - “Yeah, well,... maybe she is right.” - “Bullshit!” - “Benjamin!” - “No of real Y/N, stop thinking about her, what do you want!”  

Y/N lifted herself on to her elbows looking at him.  

“I want someone to love, someone who likes me. And if that means I need to change, I will.” Ben thought about that for a second. “And what if you don’t have to change?”  

She wanted to protest but he held his hand up. He swiftly looked at her before he looked at his knees, his fingers fiddled with the laces of his shoes.  

“What if, you find someone who thinks you’re an incredible, powerful, beautiful, smart woman. Who deserves the world.” Your heart bounced in your chest, unable to talk or think all you could do was look into Ben’s eyes. Wondering what he meant. “What?” you barely answered.  

Ben’s hand moved to the back of your neck, before you could realise what he did you felt his lips on yours. Hearing your own heartbeat in your ears. Not knowing how to react. It wasn’t until he pulled back you realised you didn’t close your eyes, neither did you kiss him back.  

Your fingers move to your lips, like you could retrace his kiss. You stare in his eyes, seeing the heat he carried with him. His face was still close to yours, his green eyes kept looking back at your open lips. Looking for an answer from you.  

Ben let out a deep breath when your fingers found their way to the back of his head, you wanted to feel him again, his lips felt softer than you thought, never did you dream that your first kiss would be with him, but something felt just right.  

Before realising you laid back against the floor, with Ben hovering over your body. The kiss slowly deepened, the noises, breaths that came out of him made your blood boil. You knew he had more ‘experience’ all though you never talked about it into every detail.  

But for some reason your body knew how to react to his touch, one knee moved, so his body pulled in closer, feeling the warmth of him radiate on your skin. 

When Ben’s lips moved to your neck, you arch your back. His hand moved over your ribs, feeling his fingertips slipping under his jacket that you still wore. Touching the skin that was shown through the rip in your dress.  

Even that soft touch made you moan under your breath. Pulling him closer to you, your hands roamed over his broad shoulders, wanting, no needing to feel his body closer to you. His lips moved back to your lips, his tongue asking for permission to find yours.   

Ben’s hand moved slowly down, caressing over your thigh to your knee, pulling the dress up so his hand disappeared underneath. Kneading your thigh just above the knee before moving up to your hip, kneading again.  

But just when you realised this might be the moment, Ben pulled his hand back and placed his forehead against yours. Humming a deep breath. “What’s wrong?” Please don’t say you regret this. “Why are you... stopping?”  

Ben opened his eyes, smiling. “You have no idea how long I wanted to do this.” he kissed your head. “Then why stop?” You asked biting your lip, feeling a little bold. “Everything has it’s time, Birdy.” Knowing he meant he knew you were inexperienced. ” I’m ready.” you mumbled against his lips before luring him down into another breath-taking kiss.  

“Let’s just... enjoy this for a second ok.” you nodded in response. “I want your first time to be special, perfect.” he looked around “not in a treehouse on a wooden floor.” your hand moved through his hair before cubbing his cheek. He took your hand and kissed your wrist a couple of times before taking his place next to you again.  

Pulling you into a hug, your head against his shirt.  

-- 

Both you and Ben woke up by the sound of voices. Both of you had moved during the night. Ben still held you in his arms only his face snuggled against your neck. One arm under your head and neck holding his other hand that hung over your side, connecting in front of your breast.  

“Ah mister Benjamin, good morning boy. I see you have company.” Both of you looked at the hole in the floor. Seeing a police officer’s head pop up. “Please come down here, now.” He said firm. While you both climbed down you hear him talk to the new owners of the house.  

“Just two teenagers ma-am, nothing to worry about, we’ll make sure they get home and have the proper punishment.” While you both sat in the police car on your way home, the policeman turned to Ben.  

“You’re lucky the young lady is with you boy, next time I catch you breaking in somewhere I'm locking you up. Seeing how proud daddy is of you he wouldn’t mind.” He turned to his colleague in the car. “I lost count how many times I had to bring this juvenile home. "  

-- 

Once home your parents took you to separate rooms. Ben’s father lost his temper again. “Are you out of your mind boy! Do you realise what you did to her?  The consequences? I had to move heaven and earth to convince Jonathan’s father to take her to that dance!  

“Then where was he? He would have made her look like a fool.” - “No boy! YOU DID! You’re family!” “Like hell we are!” Ben’s father lifted his hand, making Ben quiet, knowing he might get a beating. “And like that wasn’t bad enough, you ran off and take advantage of her.” he continued.  

Ben’s eyes widened, “I-I didn’t!’ His father hands pinched his cheeks, “So you’re a faggot know?” making him turn his face toward the mirror, seeing a soft lipstick stain on his lips. “Is that it, Benjamin? You like to dress up as a woman?”  

If looks could kill.  

“Let’s not start on the fact that her dress is ripped apart, like a goddamn animal touched her! I knew I had to keep an eye on you, but you, you are a disgrace to this family! You not only ruined your chance at finding a proper wife, you ruined hers on finding a man!”  

“Stop pretending you care about her, or me!” He matched his tone, "Don’t talk to me like that boy! You are a shame to this family, to our name!” 

-- 

You are a shame to this family, to our name! you heard his father yell.  while your mother played the ‘I was so worried’ card. You sat silent in front of the mirror, while she let your hair down and brushed it. “Y/N, you need to tell us what he did.”  

You didn’t answer, “Even if it makes you uncomfortable, we need to know, so we know how to punish Ben for doing so.” You didn’t answer, you just looked down at your hands. “Don’t worry honey, his father will find a way to get rid of him” 

This made you look at her in the mirror. “I swear mother, he didn’t do anything.” -”Oh honey, you said that before, and I trusted you, but I clearly can’t trust you or that boy anymore!” 

“No, I swear! He just saved me from the ball!” - “I’m sure that is what he wanted to make you believe. He saved you. Like he had saved countless, other, young woman in this town.” Her hands landed on your shoulder.  

“He is a Casanova darling, we had complaints over the last few years of parents whose girls were tricked by him. Madly in love but he let them down. Just like he is playing you now.” 

“No.” Your voice sounded weak, teary. “He is nothing like that mother, not to me.” You could see the pity in her eyes. “That boy turned for the worse I knew he liked girls, but i never thought him taking it this far."

"When his mother died, I had hoped to pick up her role but it’s clearly impossible.”  

“He won’t change. And I won’t let him change you, you are a perfect daughter. And you will marry into a perfect family. I’ll make sure of it!” 

-- 

That night was the last night both you and Ben had with the family. Your mother had demanded that you would join boarding school instead of Ben, to prepare you for the life to come. Asking the principal, you could stay over on the weekends and vacations.   

A class no matter how old you were, you had to take the course for 4 years. To rehabilitate.  Ben had to work with the lower working class. Earning his father’s thrust back. Knowing very well he would never redeem Ben.  

-- 

End of part one. In the next part Ben and Y/N meet again, her coming home was not how he expected.  

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Oh my gosh I have so many ideas I'll have to put them under a cut!

Brunch Date

First up we're going BIG! I'm talking time to ship up every single member of the York family to go and meet the Alegria family by @matchalovertrait! Wouldn't be too massive of a trip though since we're mostly all in Tartosa.

I suspect Devin and Dulce would get along. I think Aaron would probably be a bit too pompous for Erick to maintain a conversation with. I'm guessing Noemi would probably not mind talking to Calista since they're both family and career women. Angel would probably be the one helping Joey make sure Alfred and Rilian are having fun.

Supernatural Hang out

Sending my werewolf Samir, his boyfriend Reece, and the Knightstone's to try and make friends...

They would be meeting up with Caleb and Morgan by @marcishaun, as well as Lou and Lux by @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants.

As well as Priscilla, Tony and Moumou by @eljeebee and the Bohan family by @aliengirl.

First up Moumou (who's a cat if you didn't know) would be surrounded by all the younger sims. The youngest would probably just all be sitting there making imitation cat noises. I like to think Silas would be interested to meet Carina and Orion and have a million questions about how they manage to look both human and alien at the same time.

Blue would tell Adam how he carried a pregnancy and Adam would storm off in horror for several reasons. First off Adam doesn't want more kids. Plus he's hot headed. Then of course Adam hates UFO aliens getting humans pregnant and would probably feel like the tale hits to close to home, even though Rhea and Blue made their kids with love. Suzanna however would be fascinated to learn about the process.

Priscilla would likely try to cheer up Caleb about being a vampire while Tony would probably try to impart some wisdom about being a human in love with an immortal to Morgan.

Let's be real Samir would probably sit there brooding the entire time but Reece would undoubtedly be chatting at a million miles an hour with Lou and Lex to try and learn all he could about real werewolves.

EDIT: I forgot my main point which is I think most of them would enjoy talking about plants and gardening and nature.

Animal Get Together

Cluckton would be hanging out in a park with Matilda from @sharona-sims...

Le Chat by @akitasimblr, Nougat by @kissalopa and Daisy by @lauralovelysims

They would get up to mysterious animal things

Universes Collide

Amiyah and her siblings by @deardiaryts4 are invited to the Chopra Homestead!

I would invite the other Rahul but I think things could get awkward if Amiyah's parents show up considering her Cassandra is best friends with the woman who married and then divorced Rahul...

I think Amiyah would spend the time trying to teach Savannah and Mercedes how to dance and would probably give them several make overs. Cassandra would find it fascinating to meet these alternate universe Rahul offspring where as Rahul would probably be a bit creeped out.

Casual Drinks!

Sending Joey to meet the infamous Ben Ben by @slightly-ludic for a night on the town! You know Ben needs a drink after that Jungle Adventure!

Of course we're also inviting Astrid by @simmerbeans and Stan and Milena by @stargazer-sims.

A lot of the talk would revolve around travel and what different countries are like. I think Astrid would love talking to Ben and Stan, Joey would do his best to comment on the conversation but secretly be eyeing up whatever single ladies are in the bar. Of course Joey and Ben would say some dopey stuff earning them eyerolls from the other three. I think the younger ones would benefit from time with Stan and Milena though, get some life lessons.

[tic-toc-clock77]

Creepypasta headcanons; What are Clockwork and Toby's opinions on the other pastas in my AU?

Opinions on: Slenderman

Toby: Toby, at first, was at the very least extremely uneasy around him but as he got more used to living with everyone in the cabin and killing for Slenderman, he began to respect him for 'saving his life'. Toby doesn't really believe anymore that there was any other option for him than serving Slender and getting to let his built up rage out through murder.

Clockwork: At first, she hated him. Still not down from the adrenaline of being able to murder whoever she wanted whenever she wanted, she was sort of pissed. Though, she didn't have to follow his rules and she could go wherever she wanted within the forest, she decided to stay in the main cabin cuz she was interested in Toby (not romantically yet, sort of like bird watchers. she was the bird watcher to his bird at first)

Opinions on: Jeff

Toby: Toby thinks Jeff is scary as fuck. He doesn't think he's scary in a "he could beat me up" way (cuz Toby could kick his ass with or without weapons) He just doesn't like the way Jeff's cut cheek skin flabs around when he speaks and his lack of eyelids is pretty weird too. They rarely talk, despite living together.

Clockwork: Clocky and Jeff get along. I have a headcanon that Jeff's mom was going to have a child after Liu but she miscarried so Natalie feels like the younger sister he never had while Clocky who already had an older brother, sees Jeff as a cooler replacement. They play Mario Kart together with BEN sometimes (no-one knows how they get wifi or how theyre not being tracked lmao) They bicker and fight like siblings too.

Opinions on: Jane

Toby: Jane is one of the few who doesn't live in the main cabin (she lives with Liu and sometimes Nina) Jane has the advice and general sisterly behaviour that reminds him of Lyra. Often, he'll leave the main cabin at night and walk all night/day to find her to get advice and she doesn't mind, being around him gives a bit of normalcy.

Clockwork: She doesn't have much of an opinion on her but she knows that Toby trusts her so she doesn't mind. She doesn't think Jane really poses much of a threat to Jeff anyway.

Opinions on: Nina

Toby: He thinks she's kinda weird and he sees her a lot when she breaks into the main cabin to beg Jeff to date her. Sometimes she'll go to him for advice after he started dating Clockwork, he dooesn't know how he bagged her though, eventually she just threw him over shoulder and he wasn't complaining. Nina tried to literally throw Jeff over her shoulder after he told her that jokingly and nearly broke her ankle

Clockwork: Nina has gone to Natalie for romance advice too but she doesn't give it. Instead they just sort of hang out and Nat keeps her away from Jeff as a cover. At first, she was just helping Jeff but began actually enjoying spending time with Nina, they're fairly close.

Opinions on: Liu

Toby: He sees him sometimes when he goes to find Jane but has no clue who he is cuz he doesn't talk at all when anyone he doesn't live with is around

Clockwork: Because Jeff thinks he's dead, Natalie thinks so too

Opinions on: BEN

Toby: They're fond of each other but distant, they'll certainly play video games together, though!

Clockwork: Hangs out with him sometimes cuz of Jeff, she thinks he's okay

part 2 soon!

[limitedunderdog]

Howdy there, got any fun and cool headcanons about how Ben is in creepypasta fam and stuff he does with them for fun?

YES!

i don’t think i’ve talked about my au on here, so a little explanation of it. in my au, it’s berlin in 2011. the creeps have all gathered there bcuz of their mutual connection with slenderman. essentially, they’re trying to cut their ties with him before they go insane or die

ok headcanons below the cut ^-^

- his best friend is jeff. they got stuck together and just ended up becoming inseparable (more on that if u guys want it..,,,) they have a very sibling-like relationship, with ben seeing jeff like an older brother to him

- he loves to hang out with nina and watch her get ready. not in a creepy way, but she’s scene and spends a lot of time getting her look just right, and ben loves that. he secretly wants her to do his makeup

- ben is a fan of raves. jeff introduced them to him and told him that they’re the best, so ben just took to it and follows jeff to whatever he goes to. honestly, ben’s just there for music

- he really doesn’t know toby too well since he tends to keep to himself, but when they do see each other (usually through hangouts arranged via nina) ben loves to mess around with him. toby is naturally a little jumpy, and ben takes full advantage of that

- he obviously likes to play video games with everyone. something he likes to do is watch them play a very non-scary game and then possess it and add in his own jumpscares. he gets jeff everytime, but jeff will always deny it

- since ben doesnt remember his past life, he takes to others pretty quickly (especially if it’s familial bonds). he also does this to ej, and pesters him like a younger brother. it’s always a little hard, since ej really doesn’t use tech very often, but ben loves when he can try to scare ej

- nina was the first person to pierce ben, and it was an ear piercing. ben’s super sensitive, so he was so anxious and screamed when he got it. but that didn’t stop him from wanting more. hell get stoned with jeff and then let jeff do more piercings. they always end up infected or rejecting

- he doesn’t know the others very well, like clockwork and kate, because they’re so elusive

[thewingedwolf]

What makes you think Allison didn't know about Klaus being queer? If you're going by on-screen conversation, then Diego and Five don't actually know that he is. (Five blinked away before he revealed the gender of osso bucco guy and the talk with Diego was erased from the timeline.)

i mean mostly that none of them really know because they barely know each other lol. especially at that point in s2 - they’ve spent all of a week hanging out after having no contact for over a decade. it’s not that klaus is closeted or that they wouldn’t be accepting it’s that they just literally have never interacted with him in normal enough circumstances to know. also i forgot five blinked away lol but i think given that klaus pretty freely talks about being queer and he’s spent way more time with five and diego atp it makes sense they’d probably have an idea vs allison who he didn’t interact with nearly as much. also, imo, klaus and diego were probably close as kids. allison & luther obviously paired off, and it seems like ben, five, and viktor did as well (when five first jumps forward he calls for viktor, ben, and reginald in that order. it’s viktor he first trusts with the truth, it’s viktor that reminisces about five and ben first, viktor gets to say goodbye to ben before he dies in s2, just lots of things that make it seem like they were a trio), which leaves diego and klaus. and diego and klaus seem much closer in s1 than they do with the others, the same way that five is more willing to trust viktor in s1, and allison & luther are immediately close. they all seemed to latch back onto their favorite sibling growing up before spreading out a bit.

and from allison’s pov like - your drug addict brother comes over and tries to jack some of your dead dad’s stuff, gleefully raids through everyone’s stuff and steals your skirt from when you were 14, disappears for a few days and comes back wearing slightly more masc clothing but crying way more & attempting to be sober suddenly, then you all get shat out in the 60s - like that doesn’t really point one way or the other for klaus’ sexuality lol. him and allison barely interact and he had a sugar mommy not a sugar daddy.

also, allison is deeply annoyed with him for the first half of the season. grateful he got ray out of jail but whereas she’s hesitant of luther bc of her complicated feelings for him, she seems genuinely annoyed whenever klaus is around. she likely has some sympathy for luther and his inability to fit in while klaus has (supposedly) not had that issue, he’s even been rich the whole time. but she visibly reacts when he uses male pronouns to describe a lover and instantly starts taking him more seriously - granted, in her allison way of Making Everyone Get Along by just enabling him lol so they spend the rest of the episode drinking. but still. she shows a marked change in sympathy post kitchen talk in ep 5 and imo it’s not just because he relapsed, but because of why he relapsed.

[unfortunate-arrow]

Gregory and Lucy’s Children

Mr. Gregory and Lady Lucinda Bridgerton were the most prolific of the dowager viscountess’s children and children-in-law, having nine children: Katharine, Richard, Hermione, Daphne, Anthony (known more commonly as Ant), Benedict (known more commonly as Ben), Colin, Eloise (known more commonly as El), and Francesca (known more commonly as Frannie). Eldest daughter, Katharine is her mother’s child, something her father absolutely adores. Katharine is also very interested in doing good and helping people, which is part of what draws her to her husband, the fourteenth marquess of Rutherford. Meanwhile, Richard reminds his grandmother of her eldest son. Alongside two of his cousins, Richard is somewhat of a troublemaker. That trouble even extends to his wife, an earl’s sister. Second daughter Hermione is more of a wallflower than three of her sisters. She also refuses to let people snigger at the expense of other people’s appearances, even if they aren’t the most flattering of wardrobes. This leads Hermione into the arms of a viscount’s sixth son. Third daughter, Daphne also takes after her namesake. She’s a nurturing soul, which is why her family is shocked when she announces her dislike of a baron she hardly knows. Of course, said baron (whose barony was a result of heroic actions after a carriage accident) ends up becoming Daphne’s husband. Second son, Ant also takes after his namesake, but he has a more romantic soul than his namesake. Perhaps not the most eligible bachelor amongst the ton, Ant still broke hearts when he became engaged to a baron’s daughter. Third son, Ben is somehow both his namesake’s double and complete opposite. However, Ben does channel his namesake when he falls in love with the bastard daughter of a duke. Fourth son, Colin is also very similar to his namesake. Labeled the second most rakish of Violet Bridgerton’s grandsons, Colin breaks hearts when he announces his engagement to an American heiress. Fourth daughter, El, is also very similar to her namesake. She vowed to remain uninterested in marriage, but a young doctor managed to grab her attention instead and within a few months, they were engaged. Fifth daughter and youngest child, Frannie is a strange and compelling combination of her two namesakes. However, she doesn’t follow either of their examples and ends up with the most scandalous choice for a husband… the bastard son of a courtesan. 

Katharine Hazel Bridgerton

Born in 1828, Katharine takes after her mother. She is very organized and likes to keep things orderly. She is a mini Lucy and Gregory absolutely adores it.

Katharine’s godfather is Anthony and her godmother is Hyacinth. 

When Katharine was little, Gregory often called her “Katie-Kate.” It tapered off when she was about six, but it comes back sporadically as she gets older.

Katharine is quite close with her cousins, Jane Bridgerton and Isabella St. Clair. Katharine provides a balance between Isabella’s wildness and Jane’s reserve. She keeps Isabella from steamrolling over Jane and Jane from going along with everyone’s ideas.

Like her namesake, Katharine is very close with her sisters. However, she is probably the closest to Hermione, as there’s only three years between them and Hermione debuts right around the time that Katharine falls in love.

Of her cousins-in-law, Katharine is quite close with Helena “Nell” Shepherd, Charles Bridgerton’s wife. Nell is older than her, but she was the governess of Katharine’s youngest siblings. This allowed Katharine to spend a lot of time with Nell. She was thrilled when Charles announced that he was engaged to Nell.

In 1848, Katharine meets the fourteenth marquess of Rutherford and falls hard for him. Gabriel “Gabe” Montgomery isn’t necessarily scandalous, but an old scandal hangs over him. Katharine finds his altruism endearing and doesn’t share the same sentiments about Gabe’s choice of staff (former pickpockets, street urchins, and those who just couldn’t find work) as the rest of the ton. 

Katharine married Gabe in 1848, when she was twenty and he was twenty-five. 

Katharine and Gabe have two children together, a son named Henry Gabriel Edmund Montgomery and a daughter named Cora Lucinda Montgomery. 

Richard Edmund Bridgerton

Born in 1829, Richard reminds his grandmother of his uncle Anthony. He’s competitive and argumentative and protective and sometimes shies away from emotional connections in his romantic relationships. Of course, there’s also the obvious that Richard, like Uncle Anthony, is the eldest son. 

Richard’s godfather is Simon and his godmother is Hermione.

Richard shares a birthday with his cousin, John “Jack” Stirling ii. He’s a few hours older than Jack, though. He doesn’t mind, as the joint family celebrations were always fun. It did give Gregory and Lucy some practice for when the twins came, though. 

Until the age of eight, Richard was mostly known as “Richie.” However, upon turning eight, he decided that Richie was too much of a baby name and that Richard was a much more grown up name. 

Richard’s best friends are his cousins, Frederick Crane and Jack Stirling. He is less level-headed than Jack and less wild than Frederick. 

Richard is the second tallest of his brothers. He’s taller than both Ant and Colin, but shorter than Ben. He is not a fan of the fact that Ben is taller than him. 

Richard falls in love with the daughter and sister of an earl named Elizabeth Winslow. She also happens to be the twin sister of Frederick Crane’s wife and the best friend of Jack Stirling’s wife. Richard and Elizabeth’s courtship isn’t necessarily scandalous. However, it was complicated because Elizabeth was being blackmailed to find dirt on the Bridgerton family. 

Richard married Elizabeth in 1856, when he was twenty-seven and she was twenty-three. 

Richard and Elizabeth have three children together, Lucy, Christian and Nora. Their eldest is a daughter named Lucy Elizabeth Bridgerton. She is three years older than their second child, a son named Christian Richard Bridgerton. Their youngest is a daughter named Leonora Beatrice “Nora” Bridgerton, born two years after Christian.

Hermione Sophia Bridgerton 

Born in 1831, Hermione is a bit of a wallflower. She’s always had more of a scholarly bend and is infinitely fascinated by medieval history. She loves to read and enjoys learning new things. However, Hermione is also quite sociable and enjoys making new friends.

Hermione’s godfather is Benedict and her godmother is Kate. 

Out of all of her numerous cousins, Hermione is closest to Janet Stirling, Mary Bridgerton, and Georgie Bridgerton. Janet and Mary are only a year older, so they sort of took her under their wings during her first season alongside her elder sister and a few other cousins. Meanwhile, Georgie is the same age as her, so they got along quite well when they were younger. 

Hermione falls in love with the sixth son of a viscount named Neil Pemberton. Neil is perhaps not an inherently scandalous choice, but he’s sort of the laughing stock of the ton. He’s a dandy, dressing in brightly colored clothing, and his legs were crushed in a horse riding accident when he was sixteen. Hermione doesn’t care about any of that and is completely enthralled by Neil. 

Hermione married Neil in 1854, when she was twenty-three and he was twenty-six. 

Hermione and Neil have five children, Albie, Hugo, Enola, Jacob, and Zachary. Their eldest child, Albert Gregory “Albie” Pemberton, is eighteen months older than their second child, Hugo Benedict Pemberton. Their third child and only daughter, Enola Hermione Pemberton, is two years younger than Hugo. Their fourth child, Jacob Cornelius Pemberton, is three years younger than Enola. Their fifth child, Zachary Neil Pemberton, is four years younger than Jacob.

Daphne Violet Bridgerton

Born in 1832, Daphne takes after her namesakes in her very nurturing soul. She often helped her mother out with her numerous younger siblings and often brought home injured animals. This was how Gregory and Lucy ended up adopting a nearly-deaf basset hound, which Gregory named Simon, and a one-eyed kitten. 

Daphne’s godfather is Colin and her godmother is Sophie. 

She is often called “Daff” around the extended Bridgerton clan. It’s easier to differentiate between her and her aunt that way, but unlike some of her siblings, Daphne doesn’t generally go by a nickname. 

Daphne is very close to her older sister, Hermione. There’s only a year between them, so they’ve always sort of been together and Daphne takes Hermione’s (and Katharine’s) advice seriously. 

One other thing that Daphne has in common with her namesake is that she has always wanted a family. She babies her younger siblings, the family’s animals, her younger cousins (of which there aren’t many), and her dolls. 

Daphne falls for a baron named Timothy Hatcher, whose title was given to him after he saved the lives of some very influential people. However, Daphne and Timothy do not start off on the right foot. They spend a lot of time bickering and sort of mimicking her Uncle Anthony and Aunt Kate’s love story. 

Daphne married Timothy in 1852, when she was twenty and he was twenty-six. 

Daphne and Timothy have two children. Their son, Gregory Josiah Hatcher, is three years older than their daughter, Imogene Daphne Hatcher.

Anthony Gareth “Ant” Bridgerton

Born in 1834, Ant is quite similar to his namesake (and his older brother). He’s competitive and argumentative and protective. However, Ant is also more of a romantic than his uncle or brother ever were. He just has a different outlook on romance than either Anthony or Richard.

Ant’s godfather is Lucy’s brother, Richard and his godmother is Eloise. 

Ant is closest to his cousin, Edward Basset. They’re the same age and Ant has gotten into multiple fights because someone decided to mock Edward’s stutter. 

Ant, along with his younger brothers, terrorized many tutors and governesses when they were younger. He was definitely a mastermind behind many of their plots and pranks. 

Ant ends up becoming a gentleman farmer. His wife’s only dowry is a small plot of land near the Scottish border and he decided to learn how to handle the land. He is fascinated by new developments in agriculture. 

Ant falls in love with the daughter of a Scottish baron who is close to financial ruin. Her name is  Fiona MacKenzie and she was supposed to marry a rich titled man to save her family from financial ruin. Instead, Fiona falls for Ant, the second son of a fourth son. 

Ant married Fiona in 1860, when he was twenty-six and she was twenty-one. 

Ant and Fiona had four children together, Graham, Elsie, Harriet, and Archie. Their eldest children were twins named Graham Anthony Bridgerton and Elsie Fiona Bridgerton. Their third child, a daughter named Harriet Lucinda Bridgerton, was born three years after the twins. Their youngest child, a son named Archibald Gregory “Archie” Bridgerton was born three years after Harriet. 

Benedict Michael “Ben” Bridgerton

Born in 1836, Ben is both the complete opposite and the double of his namesake. He couldn’t draw to save his life. He’s loud and doesn’t avoid balls or other events. However, he’s also often the mediator in arguments between his siblings, especially with Colin and the twins. He’s quite close to his mother. 

Ben’s godfather is Gareth and his godmother is Francesca. 

Ben looks up to his older cousins a lot. Out of them all though, he is probably the closest to Edward Basset as Edward is only a year older than Ben. However, Frederick Crane was perhaps one of the more influential cousins as Ben became a barrister, like Frederick. 

Ben sometimes makes decisions without thinking. He doesn’t often come to regret them, but when he does, he tries to get out of them as chaotically as he can. 

During the early part of the 1863 season, Ben became engaged to the daughter of Arthur Haselby. However, hours before the wedding is supposed to take place, Ben realizes that he doesn’t want this. He doesn’t want to marry her and oh god, he doesn’t know what he was thinking when agreeing to marry her. Lucy and Gregory don’t stop their son from fleeing. The family was very lucky that Ben’s engagement hadn’t been very public and that the woman he was engaged to was also very relieved that their engagement was over. 

In a spectacular channeling of his namesake, Ben falls in love with a duke’s bastard daughter. It was his broken engagement that propelled him to meet Evie Wright as he stumbled into the dress shop she was working in. Ben falls for Evie very quickly. It’s a scandalous choice, of course, but Ben doesn’t care that she’s a bastard or that she was a seamstress’s apprentice. 

Ben married Evie in 1863, when he was twenty-seven and she was twenty-three. 

Ben is incredibly supportive of Evie’s desire to become a dress designer. He tries to convince every woman in his life to hire Evie and let her design a dress for them. 

Ben and Evie have four children together, Sam, Alfred, Ezra, and Lucinda. There are two years between their children. The birth order is Samuel Gregory “Sam” Bridgerton, Alfred Benedict Bridgerton, Ezra Michael Bridgerton, and Lucinda Mary Bridgerton. 

Colin Gregory Bridgerton

Born in 1838, Colin is very similar to his namesake. Out of Gregory and Lucy’s children, he probably takes the most after his namesake. He’s a troublemaker and can talk himself out of a lot. He has a massive appetite. He is also probably the second most rake-like of Violet Bridgerton’s grandsons. His older cousin, George St. Clair, is the most rake-like. 

Colin’s godfather is Michael and his godmother is Daphne.

His namesake loves to call him “mini-me.” Colin usually rolls his eyes and tells his uncle that they don’t look that much alike. 

Colin inherited his father’s shrewd eye for investments. He makes enough money to purchase his own small property and keep himself and his family comfortable.

Colin is very much a romantic. He wants to fall in love and does have one major heartbreak before he meets his final love.

Colin’s final love is an American heiress named Vivian Marsh. She doesn’t want to be in England and her father is encouraging her to choose either a title or a wealthy merchant. Colin is neither of those and he strives to impress both Vivian and her father.

Colin married Vivian in 1863, when he was twenty-five and she was twenty-one.

Vivian and Colin have three children together, Daniel, Benji, and Eugenie. Their eldest is a son named Daniel Gregory Bridgerton. Two years after Daniel, their second child, a son named Benjamin Colin “Benji” Bridgerton is born. Four years after Benji, their youngest and only daughter, Eugenie Lucinda Bridgerton, is born. 

Eloise Lucinda “El” Bridgerton

Born in 1840, El is very similar to her namesake. She reads everything that she can get her hands on and was never exactly looking to get married. She is fascinated by the reform developments that are occurring, especially for women. However, El is also more subdued than her namesake. 

El’s godfather is Phillip and her godmother is Penelope. 

El is very friendly and makes friends quite quickly. However, she definitely prefers to have friends that her twin sister is not friends with. El adores Frannie, but sometimes wants to be separated from her twin.

El really looks up to her older cousins, Charlotte Bridgerton and Caroline Basset. She followed them around a lot when she was child. She’s also extremely impressed by how Charlotte controlled her own destiny and didn’t let anyone force the term “spinster” onto her. 

El falls in love with a young doctor named Adam Howe. He’s ton-adjacent and from a very wealthy family. El meets him during a house party and is instantly fascinated by him. She couldn’t even tell you why she’s fascinated by him, but she is. Perhaps, it’s that she senses a kindred spirit. 

In a modern AU, El would identify as bi. In regency times, though, the only person who ever knows about El’s attraction to women is her husband, Adam Howe. Adam also admits that he has had the same feelings towards men, but that nothing has ever beaten his fierce attraction to her. 

El married Adam in 1861, when she was twenty-one and he was twenty-seven. 

El and Adam have one daughter, Andromeda Eloise “Andie” Howe. 

Francesca Hyacinth “Frannie” Bridgerton

Born in 1840, Frannie is a strange yet compelling combination of her namesakes. She’s quiet, sly, wild, and doesn’t put up with anyone’s shit. It’s very interesting for the older Bridgertons to try and piece together what aspect of her personality is from which person. Frannie is also the quieter twin. 

Frannie’s godfather is Phillip and her godmother is Penelope. 

As the youngest Bridgerton grandchild, Frannie is used to being babied and protected by all of her older cousins, siblings, aunts, and uncles. It’s sometimes annoying, but she does know that she can always count on them. 

The man that Frannie falls in love with, Nathaniel Moore, is extremely scandalous. As the bastard son of a courtesan, Nathaniel is the most scandalous of the Bridgerton: Next Generation spouses. Frannie doesn’t care. She ends up being the last unmarried Bridgerton granddaughter (beyond you know, great-granddaughters), so she feels a little more comfortable with her choice. 

Frannie is older than her husband, Nathaniel by about six months. His birthday is in December and her birthday is in June. 

Frannie married Nathaniel in 1862, when they were both twenty-two. Well, actually she was twenty-two and he was a few days shy of his twenty-second birthday. 

Frannie and Nathaniel have four children, Joseph, Rilla, Edie, and Owen. Their eldest is a son named Joseph Gregory Moore. Their second child is a daughter named Rilla Lucinda Moore. Their third child is a daughter named Edith Francesca “Edie” Moore. Their fourth child is a son named Owen Nathaniel Moore.

Anthony & Kate’s children • Benedict & Sophie’s children • Colin & Penelope’s children • Daphne & Simon’s children • Eloise & Phillip’s children • Francesca & Michael’s children • Hyacinth & Gareth’s children

Day 6: Parenthood for @gregxlucyweek (perhaps not the greatest fit, but here’s their kiddos, published purposely for Gregory & Lucy week)

[benjaminodell]

Welcome to Aurora Bay, [BENJAMIN O'DELL]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [BILL SKARSGARD]. You must be the [TWENTY EIGHT] year old [WAITER AT NEPTUNE]. Word is you’re [WARM] but can also be a bit [ABSENT MINDED] and your favorite song is [CONSTANT HEADACHE BY JOYCE MANOR]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [OCEAN CREST APARTMENTS]. I’m sure you’ll love it! 

Basic Information

Full Name: Benjamin ‘Ben’ O’Dell

Age: 28

Date of Birth: April 3rd, 1994

Zodiac: Aries ☀, Capricorn ☾, Aquarius ↑

Hometown: North Caldwell, NJ

Gender: Cis Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Orientation: Heterosexual

Occupation: Waiter at Neptune

Family: 

Melissa O’Dell - Mother James O’Dell - Father Courtney O’Dell - Older Sister UTP O’Dell - Younger Brother

Headcannons

Has a cat named Squish that he loves very dearly

Lives like a frat boy ninga turtle - red bull, beer, cigarettes, and take out pizza

Has odd sleeping habits. Somedays he’s up till 5am other days he’s in bed at 11pm

Working on getting a tattoo sleeve done on left arm, it’s mostly done.

Knows all the bad movies on Netflix

NEVER HAS GROCERIES IN HIS HOME

Has a thick Jersey accent

Tells people his parents named after Ben by Michael Jackson because the song is about a rat. His mother HATES that he tells people this and makes sure people know that he was actually named after his grandfather. 

Thinks he’s good at pranks- he is not.

Biography 

(tw: drugs, substance abuse, alcohol, hospitalization, near overdose, violence)

Benjamin Odell, better known as just Ben, has always had trouble following him. Ever since he was a little boy he try to eat his toys, or paint the walls with finger paints. His parents had a hard time keeping up with him, and his two other siblings. Most would say his family was pretty normal, they went to church on Sundays, had a family dinner every night, the kids went to public schools, and the parents worked 9 to 5 jobs. Around his fourteenth birthday Benjamin decided he would be called just Ben, and started to act out. 

Ben would start fights with his classmates just because he could, and would bum cigarettes off his older friends. As the rest of his family arrived home from church, he would be coming home from whatever party he went to on Saturday night.

As a freshman in high school, Ben started to befriend some of his older classmates, and he started to notice women. One girl in particular always caught his attention. Her name was Heather. She had a deep passion for music. In order to get her attention Ben joined his school’s band. He signed up to play percussion because it seemed to be the coolest instrument. He was really bad at first, but soon he would get the hang of it. After beating some drums for a few months, music became something he was also very passionate about, getting his crush’s attention was also an extra perk.

Once he gained enough confidence he asked Heather out, and she agreed to a date. The first date was successful, and in a few months the two became an inseparable pair. It was a classic good girl goes for the bad guy situation. She would watch him get into fist fights, and he would clean up when he was invited to dinner with her family. 

As freshman year ended, and summer started Ben found a lot of free time on his hands. Ideally, he wanted to spend time with his girlfriend Heather, but her family decided to send her to band camp for the summer. Ben spent most of that summer with his friends.

That same summer on a hot July night he was invited to a party thrown by a couple of upperclassmen. Before this Ben only smoked a few cigarettes a day, but now he was exposed to booze and an assortment of drugs. He had a couple of beers and a few hits from a joint, and stayed away from some of the harder drugs his friends were doing. As he went to more of these parties he became more adventurous. 

  When Heather returned home from band camp, they spent the entire week together. He started bringing her to his summer parties. By the end of the night he would be completely inebriated from whatever drugs he chose to do that night, and Heather would have to make sure he got home in one piece. Once school started again, the parties seemed to simmer down, and the pair started to focus on music again. 

Ben and Heather were a strong couple for all of high school, until the end of senior year. Heather was going to college, and Ben was not. Heather broke things off, the week before she left. Ben wasn’t expecting the redhead to break up with him, it hit him like a truck. The fall after graduation was hard, he started drinking more, and hooked up with whomever he could. Ben was starting to fall off the edge, and was simply waiting for the last thing to push him over. 

When Ben was 20 his older sister, Courtney, was engaged to her long term boyfriend. Ben was happy to see her be with someone she loved, but he always felt off about her fiance. One day when they were visiting, they had the house to themselves. Ben walked into one of their fights, they were both yelling at full volume, and didn’t notice Ben coming home. He didn’t think much of the fight until he heard a thud, and his sister screaming. Thanks to his quick thinking, Ben found his younger brother’s baseball bat and started hitting the older man with it until he eventually left. Ben dropped the bat, apologized, and left the house for a few days. He rented a motel room. He got his hands on whatever drugs he could find and nearly overdosed. The only thing he remembers that night was calling Heather. She drove from her university to bring him to the emergency room, and skipped her classes to be with him that day. He was able to leave the hospital within a few days. Right after that he went on another bender. 

Ben’s early twenties were filled with booze, drugs, and sex. He slept with countless women, but never formed any actual relationships with them, he couldn’t after Heather, even years after they broke up. When he wasn’t drunk or high, he spent his time focusing on his music. He dove into learning new instruments. He was able to write a few pieces by himself, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to do it stuck at home, so he moved out of his home with money he had saved up from his assortment of part time jobs and moved out west to Aurora Bay.

Now, Ben hasn’t kicked any of his bad habits, and he still thinks of Heather from time to time, but for now his focus is on music. He found a band to play in as well for which he plays bass. He lives in his apartment with one cat he rescued, when he was able to gather the finances for one.

[neuronary]

tua au where after five leaves (and stops helping klaus get out of personal training), klaus has a really bad panic attack in front of vanya. she offers him some of her pills to help because they're thirteen and stupid. klaus is like "these make the ghosts go away like... completely. they're all just gone. like they were never there." and it's different from weed which makes them look significantly more ghostly (translucent, silent/muffled, blurry, etc.). so vanya is like... "well, you take them then. i'll be okay. it's not like i have powers that need to be stopped."

[spongebob narrator voice] three days later...

so that was a fucking lie. vanya figures out about her powers and reggie figures out about the pill swap. he tries to get allison to rumour everyone into forgetting, but she can't rumour herself, so she creates a code phrase to snap them out of it and remember when she needs to. she eventually uses it but, once again, vanya's powers make themselves known very obviously (or, for spice, luther rats them out). this time, reggie just gives up and starts forcing vanya to take the pills and locks allison up in the vault downstairs to make sure she's scared enough of him that she'll do what he says next time.

things... sort of return to normal? aside from vanya trying to rediscover her powers every few months (aided very covertly by grace, who eventually helps her lower the dosage of the pills so she doesn't go through such heavy withdrawals). they keep going on missions, ben still dies, but this time klaus can't see him (angst time + outsider POV) so he doesn't spend as much time haunting them before he comes back to life. (no matter what, She needs the hargreeves alive.) vanya grows much closer to the rest of her siblings, particularly luther because they relate about a weird amount. they're still split apart a Lot by ben's death. klaus, who hasn't had steady enough access to vanya's pills to avoid his addiction (and they don't help with the trauma anyway), and allison both leave almost immediately after, followed by diego. vanya tries to convince luther to leave but he won't, so she goes without him. (they try to stay in touch but it's difficult what with reginald.) luther still goes to the moon, allison still becomes a movie star (although she never rumours claire because she's learned about the seriousness of her rumours much earlier on), vanya is in constant but friendly competition with helen cho for first chair but still teaches as her main gig, diego still becomes a vigilante, although he spends a lot more time getting patched up by vanya, who keeps trying to get him to go to therapy and get his shit together so that he can reunite with patch. (so sue her, vanya's invested.) klaus carries on with his drugs and is harrowing enough to know that his siblings don't do much more than fund his rehab attempts when he sends them the bill.

then, on march 24th of 2019, thirteen-year-old number five drops out of the sky, directly into his dad's funeral, to the excited yells of his six year old niece.

[gravity-barbie]

Being an Umbrella in a secret relationship with The Sparrows HCs

Request @jesllianaquilesrolon

A/N: I didn’t include Ben in this because of the pseudo-cest factor, I hope that’s okay

Umbrella version

Masterlist

Marcus Hargreeves

-You realise Marcus is a stand-up guy from your first meeting, seeing his restraint even as your families are mid-battle, so you seek him out to plead your families case and he quickly feels compelled to help you

-Your chemistry is fairly immediate and it doesn’t take long for it to overpower the two of you, even if against your better judgment

-This new development highly motivates the two of you to make peace between your families, which on his end he might actually have enough pull to achieve, though he meets plenty of resistance

-He mostly keeps your relationship a secret for the sake of it not undermining his motivations to help the umbrellas in his siblings eyes, but he feels guilty for lying to them, and for making you lie too

-He’s mostly good at keeping his affection for you a secret, as number ones he’s used to wearing a calculated persona, but sometimes he can’t help letting his feelings slip through in things like his protectiveness of you or gentleness towards you

Fei Hargreeves

-Due to her anti-umbrella stance Fei resists the pull she feels towards you for as long as possible, however her self-described ‘irrational’ feelings obviously win out in the end

-Even after softening to you, she tries not to soften to the umbrella academy as a whole, compartmentalising your relationship and your family feud, granted if she was ever putting you in danger she’d quickly bend

-She tries to convince you to just abandon your academy for her’s, but the fact that you won’t strangely makes her like you more, so not willing to risk losing you she compromises and decides to get on board with trying to make peace

-She has a manipulative streak, and is able to argue to her siblings joining forces with the umbrellas would be a good idea without giving your relationship away, aided by the fact that thanks to you she actually starts to see their side

-She is unbelievably glad when she finally gets some privacy with you and can make up for constantly pretending to be mean to you

Alphonso Hargreeves

-Alphonso doesn’t even fight his feelings for you, he’s never cared too much about the academies rules or expectations, so he readily risks a scolding to peruse the thing you two have

-He already spends a lot of his free time away from the academy, so you two easily make plans to hang out on mutual ground without your families getting in the way, finding excuses to ditch Jayme is pretty difficult though and she definitely suspects something

-Whenever your families do face off he noticeably has no bite towards you, and is even actually a little less vicious to your siblings than he once was, concerning the other sparrows, though if any of them bring it up he’ll just verbally berate them to prove he’s still as cutting as ever

-While he still doesn’t like them, and makes no secret of that to you, he’s ready and willing to vote to team up with the umbrellas for the sake of keeping you safe and in close proximity

-He really isn’t the most subtle person so when you’re all working together it won’t take long for both your families to realise he’s sweet on you

Sloane Hargreeves

-You and Sloane are charmed by each other from your first conversation, which somehow you manage to have amidst the chaos your families are creating, and you can’t wait to see each other again

-Sloane is surprisingly bold in sneaking around so you can talk again, but she’s never felt anything like this before and she just needs to pursue it, plus she’s pretty sure she could protect you if necessary

-She can’t betray her family but she won’t betray you either, if she’s put in the position where she’s expected to choose between you it would be very hard for her, but she doesn’t doubt that she’ll have your back and you’ll have hers

-She hates keeping it a secret, partially because she’s a naturally bad liar especially when it comes to her family, and partially because she wants to wear your love like a badge of honour, she wants to cling to you and talk about you to anyone who will listen

-When you’re finally in a position where you can come forward with your relationship you’re absolutely glowing and your families are a bit disgusted by your sickeningly sweet romance

Jayme Hargreeves

-Jayme certainly isn’t thrilled that she’s caught feelings for an umbrella but when she realises you’re just as interested in her as she is in you, she’s quickly willing to say ‘screw it’ and fraternise with the enemy

-She’s already so elusive that even Alphonso doesn’t notice when she sneaks out to see you

-Being with you doesn’t make her see your family in a more positive light, actually she lets you vent to her about them and based on what you’ve told her they seem like awfully dysfunctional group, she suggests more than once that you might have a better time with the sparrows

-She is incredibly good at pretending to be indifferent to you around the others, granted she’s hardly lovey-dovey when you’re alone either, but she still wishes didn’t have to hide your relationship, it does actually matter to her

-Despite her cold attitude, she won’t hesitate to come to your defence in a battle or an argument if it looks like you need it, even if it risks exposing your relationship

[phoenixyfriend]

The New Torch and the Teenage Veteran

(Read on AO3)

A very belated holiday gift for @brawltogethernow! I've never written this character before, but I hope I did him justice!

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In May, there was something of a kerfuffle involving the Fantastic Four—or rather, Reed and Sue, because Johnny was at school, and Ben was visiting a friend in frickin’ Ithaca—and some of the so-called Defenders. It was cleared up quick enough, but Luke and Jessica—he got to call them by their first names now, how cool was that?—had enough experience with cops and the law to get some attorneys involved before anyone started talking, and definitely before they—Luke and Jessica—started asking Reed to pay out for damages incurred.

Who knew a PI’s camera could be so expensive?

Johnny spends a lot of time hanging around the Baxter Building. His friend count is… low, to put it bluntly, so he’s there when Jessica’s lawyer—Murdock—and Luke’s—Nelson—come by. They have a teenager with them, maybe a year older than Johnny himself, who mostly takes notes and hands things to people. Sometimes he whispers to Murdock about something Reed’s guys are doing, probably because of the whole blind thing. At one point, for reasons that probably have something to do with lawyer privacy stuff, the teenager has to leave the room, along with one of Reed’s assistants, and the Baxter paralegals.

Johnny’s bored. Sue him.

“You want a soda?”

The guy looks up from his phone, like he’s surprised to be addressed at all. He even looks around for someone else Johnny might be addressing. Then, “Um, yeah. You guys got, uh, like a vending machine? Or something?”

They do. The guy gets a can of iced tea. Johnny files that away for possible future use.

“So, I’m Johnny,” he introduces. “My older sister is the blonde in there, Sue Storm.”

He gives the guy a moment to process that, yes, the black guy in front of him and the blonde white lady in the other room are siblings, and follows up with, “You?”

“Peter Parker,” he says. “I’m Mr. Murdock’s intern.”

“You’re going into legal?” Johnny asks. He’s putting a lot of effort into sounding interested. So much effort. Look at all the effort he’s making here.

“Uh, no, actually, I’m aiming for engineering,” Peter says, “but I hit a bit of a rough patch, and Mr. Murdock was really nice about it and just… made a whole intern position for me? Mostly I do secretary stuff, and some web design, fix the printer, uh…”

He trails off, looking uncomfortable.

Johnny knows how to fix this.

“You wanna go up to the roof?”

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Peter is a lot more relaxed about the height than Johnny imagines most people would be. He hasn’t exactly brought anyone else up here. Sue doesn’t count.

“It’s been a while since I got to be up this high,” Peter explains, leaning against one of the big ventilation box doohickeys, even though Johnny didn’t ask, because that would be rude, and he’s really trying to do better on the whole ‘friends’ front these days.

Also, Sue would lecture him about learning how to behave so he can make a good first impression, again, and he really doesn’t need more reminders about how much she’s been worrying about him being back to having no social life because all his so-called friends were—

Nope. Cut that. Not helpful!

Johnny is cool he is suave he is chill and a superhero and rich and a badass. He just… had to talk to this Peter guy like a normal person. Talking about being up high. That was a normal person conversation.

“Empire State Building?” he guesses.

“Stark Tower, back when it was, you know, still Stark’s,” Peter says. “I was… sixteen? Not a lot younger than I am, but it was a while ago, ‘cause… you know. Blip.”

“You got dusted?” Johnny asks, not entirely able to stop himself.

“Yeah,” Peter says. He looks uncomfortable, way more than most people who got to skip the five years. “You?”

“Nah, but my parents did,” Johnny explains. It doesn’t really hurt to talk about, now that they’re back. It’s just… weird. “I was ten, but Sue was already seventeen, which was close enough to being an adult that a judge gave her access to our parents’ accounts and, like… custody of me? But with emancipation? I dunno, the main thing I was aiming at with that was that it feels like she raised me more than Mom ‘n’ Dad did.”

Peter looks at him sideways, and the back out at the horizon, which is really just the cityscape, even from this high up. He takes a long sip of his iced tea, and then offers, “I was raised by my Aunt May. She, uh, she wasn’t my mom, technically, but she… basically was, anyway? I can remember my Uncle Ben—he died when I was thirteen—but I can’t even remember my parents. May was… she was everything to me. Only family I really had. So I get it, kind of.”

‘Was.’

Johnny… really doesn’t want to touch that.

“Did she do engineering, too?” That’s a neutral enough comment to make on that whole situation, right?

“She was a nurse, emergency room.” Peter smiles, and his eyes look wet, and Johnny would love to backpedal out of this entire conversation. At least Peter’s just looking out at the city instead of at Johnny. He’s, like… wistful. “She ran a food pantry? Like, as a volunteer? She was such an amazing person.”

“She, uh, sounds like it,” Johnny offers. He has no idea what to do with this conversation. Is this normal first-meeting stuff? Maybe it’s recent enough to be on his mind all the time. Grief does weird things to people’s brains. He remembers that coming up a lot in school, after the Blip first happened. Maybe he can just keep on the ‘family occupations’ topic and hope he doesn’t hit more trigger topics. “I don’t really… I mean, my dad’s a physicist. Sue does biophysics. Mom… isn’t really around, much, but Reed—you met him, Sue’s fiancé—he’s in aerospace engineering and astrophysics.”

He doesn’t know where to take that.

Peter takes pity, or maybe he’s actually interested. “Did they meet during the Blip?”

“Um, yeah, they shared some uni classes, sort of; he was the TA, and they started dating as soon as it wasn’t going to get them any flak from admin,” Johnny says, relieved that he can actually keep going. They already got kinda deep with the whole aunt thing, and both of them about the parents; maybe he should get kinda deep in response? That’s a thing, right, reciprocation in conversation? “Sue and Dad are really pressing down on me about doing college, but I still don’t really know what I want to do.”

That’s not even that deep. Dammit, Johnny. Be cool.

“I mean, isn’t that the case for most people our age?” Peter asks. “You’ve got time.”

“Well, yeah, but Sue and Dad and Reed all knew what they wanted to do, at least in general. I don’t even know if I want to go STEM, and that’s, like, a super wide category.” Johnny’s pretty sure he’d be good at it. He’s great at math, and Reed has him assist with ‘hand me the wrench’ duties enough that he’s picked up a lot just from the impromptu lectures that he sometimes gets.

But does he want to? Unclear.

“Take a gap year?” Peter suggests, startling him out of his thoughts. “Your family’s pretty rich, and you can afford it. Take up some hobbies, do some odd jobs, grab a weird internship that nobody else wants because the hours are too demanding or the topic is too weird for a full-time student; that’s how Dr. Darcy Lewis got into Astro, you know? Do some, I dunno… male modeling? You could pull off ‘Gap catalogue for the college prep,’ probably.”

“Gap?” Johnny protests, absolutely aghast. “Wow. I don’t know if I should feel flattered that you think I could model, or insulted that you think I’m plain-bread boring enough for Gap.”

“Sometimes you need a cool plate to distract people from how boring the food is,” Peter says. He’s definitely teasing. Maybe. “Interesting person? Boring clothes.”

“You’re mentally putting me in khakis,” Johnny whines. “We just met. What could I have possibly done to annoy you so quickly that you’d put me in khaki?”

Peter grins, and hides his smile behind a sip of his iced tea.

(Continue on AO3)

[malereader-inserts]

You’re My Dad (Boogie Woogie)

Fandom: Avengers Pairing: Peter Parker & Male!Reader Summary: You are my dad! You’re my dad (boogie woogie woogie) Word Count: 1,507 Request:  hello! how are you? can i request a platonic peter parker x male reader where reader likes to take care of peter, like cook him meals, give him snacks when he's studying or just give him snacks when he sees peter lounging. and maybe reader and tony are dating A/n: You sent a hefty request, hopefully I got everything in - I really hope that your cousin will enjoy this though!

Peter Parker was no stranger to death. 

His parents were killed when he was a young boy and his uncle was shot when he was only a teenager. He only had his Aunt May until he didn’t. She was driving back from work and got in an unfortunate accident. 

Peter Parker was no stranger to death, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t have a family. 

Tony and you took him when you heard about the accident. Peter was still a kid, he’s still a teenager and you wouldn’t stand for him to go to foster care. You have known Peter since Tony asked him to join him in Germany. How Tony asked if Peter if he wanted to intern under him. 

After all, you were Tony’s boyfriend for quite a while so when Peter slept over at Tony’s house, you were there. You would cook meals for your two science boys and remind them to take a break from their long science experience. Peter saw you and Tony as father figures, the men he really looked up after his Uncle Ben had passed away. 

Tony didn’t have the greatest childhood, he vowed to himself and you if you happen to adopt that he will be the best father any child could as for and you’ve seen him pick up calls from a lovely boy called Harley, which you have met a few times, and will always drop anything to have a conversation. You saw how Tony acted with Peter, to see pride and joy, you couldn’t help but smile at your boyfriend.

You had a great childhood, you grew up with loving parents and loving yet bratty siblings. Your childhood wasn’t quiet and always fun - your parents valued making memories with their children, so your parents took you and your siblings to sporting events, festivals (age-appropriate), holidays. They were strict, but you could recall how they let you sleepover with friends and bring friends over, you can remember how they let you go to concerts with your friends and/or siblings.

You kept that family love in your heart and Peter really felt it.

Peter wasn’t much of a sports person, but when he was in the presence of you and Tony, he doesn’t mind much. 

“Listen, kid,” You say, ruffling his hair, “You’re part of the Avenger family and you’re a superhero with wicked abilities - you know for the fact that Rogers and Romanov will not go easy on you in training.”

“He’s right,” Tony calls from behind, not looking up from his work as Peter groans.

“But, you could totally avoid intense training if you told them that you do sports with me, nothing too heavy,” You smiled, as Peter thinks it over.

“Like what?”

You shrugged your shoulders, “I don’t know, we could play baseball? The good all hit and run style. Or maybe volleyball, you pick the sport that week and we’ll do it.”

“Do you even have the equipment?”

You raised an eyebrow, “Peter, honey, you’re currently in the home of a Stark - you think Tony doesn’t have these things on standby.”

“I don’t know, he doesn’t seem to be an athletic type.”

“I heard that!” Tony exclaimed as the two of you laugh. 

When Peter moved in for the final time, Peter felt like he was somewhat out of place. He had a room at the Stark-(L/n) residence and he would spend nights, if not weekends, at theirs but he felt like he was intruding. It was a sudden change in Peter’s environment.

And yet, he felt warm in the house, whilst it really messed with his head for the past few days - you and Tony were slow with the process. You never pushed him out of his comfort zone. You helped him put up the stuff of his family around the house to allow him to heal.

You weren’t in The Avengers, so you had a lot of free time. Instead of working in an office, you created things to sell on the internet, it was a hobby because Tony insist you live a lavish life. But, that doesn’t stop you from working around the house. Peter was often met with delicious smelling food, whilst you had a rule that he would cook his own lunch if he didn’t have school and you would cook dinner for everyone. 

You, Tony and Peter, would sit down together with each other, talking about Peter’s day at school and how Tony is dealing with things with Avengers and Stark Enterprise despite Pepper being in charge of that. Even after eating, sometimes you’ll dig into some dessert and talk about shared interest such as music and shows.

If you guys are watching a series together, you’ll update them on lore or when the next episode is being dropped out. If it’s about a shared interest in music, you would happily indulge in what music has been released recently. 

Peter and Tony will happily clean after dinner, one will washing up and the other doing drying.

“You know we have a dishwasher right?” Tony called through as he hands Peter a soaked plate.

“And?” You called back, “It’s called responsibilities, I will not have lazy boys in my house!”

Peter chuckled as he put the plate down and takes the wet glass, he doesn’t mind the chores you ask him to do. You teach him lessons in life because sometimes just hanging around with you felt like home to him.

“You know how to work the washing machine, right Pete?” You asked, standing in the doorway of his room looking at the floor of dirty clothes.

“I’ll pick it up - I promise, but, um not really? Aunt May usually go to the laundrette.”

“Alright, when your laundry basket gets full, I’ll show you how to work the washing machine and dryer. I don’t mind doing your washing but every now and then, you can do it.”

“Yeah, that’ll be fine!”

When Peter fully settles into the house, he found himself loving his life. He loves watching you bicker with Tony about the stupidest things - mostly over characters in a show or film. In which, most of the time, he backs you up because the two of you are major geeks over shows and movies. 

Peter noticed how much you care for him, knocking on his door and reminding him to drink water and always coming to his room to deliver snacks ranging from a healthy plate of the juiciest fruits to unhealthy sweets.

Whilst both of you were in Peter’s life, he saw you more as comfort - it was taking a while for Peter to adjust with Tony, he still see it as a mentor and student sort relationship. But, with you, he sees someone who he could come to for any troubles with school and relationships. 

Peter walked into the living room, hearing how you and Tony were bickering over which character was better in Game of Thrones in each house. Peter couldn’t help but laugh about it.

“Hey, kid! Tony greeted with a wave, placing the hand back on your shoulder.

You smiled at Peter, “Heya Pete!”

“Hi Mr Stark, hi dad!”

Silence.

The only thing that was playing was the show in the background as Peter stood in his spot in utter fear. Tony sat there in silence as he looks over at you, you slowly got up from your seat without saying a word and made your way to Peter.

Peter looked at you with wide eyes, “I- I mean...!”

You engulfed him into the biggest hug you could muster. One hand on his back and the other in his hair, Peter found himself relaxing as he immediately wrapped his arms around you and grip you tight. You brushed his hair as he buried his face into your shoulder.

You release him, in fear that you might suffocate him, “I’m really honoured.”

“I-” Peter turns red, looking down for a moment before looking at you, “You are my dad, to me.”

You smiled widely at him, “Okay, celebration time, let’s bake cookies!”

You lead the way as Peter offers to help, the two of you pull your sleeves up as you bring the ingredients onto the counter. Tony followed, silently watching with a fond smile upon his face. He ruffles Peter’s hair with a smile as Peter beams at him.

“Alright, what can I help with?” Tony asked as you asked him to bring out the kitchen utensils, “Oh and Pete?”

“Yeah?”

“What about me?” Tony pouts as Peter widen his eyes as you laugh loudly.

“Tough luck baby, it looks like Pete favours me,” You teased as Tony scoffed.

“No, unacceptable, I’m taking Peter for a week out, I’ll be the favourite parent.”

You roll your eyes as you look over to Peter whilst Tony rant, shaking your head and nodding your head towards your boyfriend, as you mouthed to Peter “Get a load of this guy.”

Peter smiles.

Peter knows death, but he’s well acquainted with family.

[crystal-moon-101]

Since I saw people talking about Ben's little big chill kids, I thought I'd finally do some headshots of my ones, who are also a part of my Ben 10 Next Gen. For me, I've always imagined that for young necrofriggians, they all start out looking the same (Beyond some size difference), but as they grow older, they'll start to develop their own patterns, small body traits and shades of colour, as showcased here. I'll share the little info on each sibling, and the basics of who they are as a person. When Ben first found them again, saving them from poachers and going full mum mode, they had been developing these different psychical traits, but not enough to identify each properly on their own, so while giving them names, Gwen used bandana pieces to colour code them, and each kid still wears theirs to this day, slightly modified. So here they are now, as full grown young adults. You can follow from left to right each row, or just the colours next to their names. -North (Black)- The largest and physically strongest of the kids, North acts as the leading member when Ben isn't around, doing their best to watch out for their siblings and be a middle ground to them. It's been this way since they were born, looking out for them and doing whatever they can to protect the others. This has resulted in North collecting quite a few scars and wing tears, though they wear them with pride, wanting to display how strong they are to others. They often looks up to Ben when it comes to being a hero, in how their mumdad protects others and the galaxy, and wants to be a fighter like him one day, often asking to train with their mumdad whenever he's around. Ben has suggested Plumber training for North, but they're still thinking about that. -Tundra (Red)- Tundra is a very curious one, and is known to wander off when things catch their interest. They prefer using experience to learn from, thus making them quick on their feet when something happens, and good at thinking logical. When the siblings are struggling with something, or come across some kind of problem, it's often Tundra who provides the quickest answers that should go well for them. That being said, due to their wandering, they gave gotten into trouble a few times and need to be saved by their siblings or Ben, as despite how smart they are, they can be a bit of a ditz when something catches their interest. -Grey (Silver)- Having a connection to the earth bellow, Grey often spends their time searching caves, and any hidden areas they can find. They especially love to research and find minerals of any kind, ranging from metals to gems, sometimes even studying their metal lunch for the day before eating it. Because of this, they can be carelessly dirty, and aren't the cleanest of people, but does pick up after themself when reminded. Grey is also pretty close with their sibling Storm, and surprising Gwen and Ben when first hearing the two call each other "Dweeb" and "Doofas", when first meeting them again. -Storm (Brown)- As someone who likes to spend a lot of time flying and high in the clouds, Storm is fascinated by the weather and how it behaves, and feeling the cold fresh air and challenging themself with flight training. This has provided them to have the most agility in the air, and knows the best ways to build up speeds, while also not draining themself. Whenever they aren't flying around, they're doing research on the weather, very keen to be a meteorologist one day. Whenever Ben visits, they will often ask him about the weather on other planets, and any adventures he's had in the sky. Storm is also pretty close with their sibling Grey, and surprising Gwen and Ben when first hearing the two call each other "Dweeb" and "Doofas", when first meeting them again. -Crystal (Blue)- Graceful on their feet, Crystal is a charming and gentle person, with a keenness for the art of dancing, especially when hovering in the air. This was something sparked in them when seeing how the patches in their wings, which are see through, glittered and reflected light through them, making Crystal often move around to see what they could get them to do, and the introduction of dancing was something they latched onto as a result. They are one of the hardest of the siblings to get angry, upset or rile up, and often goes with the flow and speaks in a slow and soft voice. Because of their kind nature and beautiful display of their wings, Crystal has attracted many others who are interested in them, many falling for them after meeting Crystal for a mere minute, though they tend to pretend not to notice, and turn down those who ask. -Orion (Orange)- Having an eye for art, Orion is a skilled painter and drawer, while also dabbling into other art forms to create things, their room filled with their works of art, and often creating gifts for others. From when they were little, Orion has always admired their auntie Gwen, and are always keen and eager to hang out with her when she visits, showing every new drawing and painting they have made while she was away. In fact their fondness for auntie Gwen is why they picked the orange bandana, as it reminded them of her hair. -Neva (Green)- Fashion focused and head strong, Neva is a keen one, who knows exactly what they like and isn't afraid to say it. They love designing things to wear, especially since fashion isn't that big on Kylmyys, and Ben brings them fabrics and items they request from earth whenever he comes by on a visit. Though, despite Neva's expensive tastes, they are most certainly aren't a snob, and more often than not create outfits and accessories for others that Neva knows they'd like, and wants to bring out the best beauty in them. Though admittedly, they can get a bit carried away if someone asks for fashion advice, or even brings up the idea of something related to it. Neva also a bit of a business mind too, having gotten some clients recently on their homeworld after seeing what Neva could make. -Raine (Aqua)- A very sweet young one, Raine has a keen eye for collecting things, particularly shiny or unknown stuff. From gemstones to simple earth utensil, if something interests them, Raine is known to take it with them, sometimes snatching without thinking. They don't mean any harm, and just sometimes think before acting, and will give something back if they've realized what they've done, but if it's clear they can keep it, then they aren't one to share, though do like to show off what they have with joy. They are also very well organized, knowing where everything they own is, and even when their siblings misplace something, having a photography memory and mental list of things. They may own a lot of stuff, but that doesn't mean they want to live in a pigsty. -Vale (Yellow)- Being one of the quiet ones, Vale likes to keep a lot to themself, and don't speak very often, only when they need to. They spend a lot of time outside, observing nature as it passes by them, using a little diary to note down what they see, hear, feel, smell and even taste. They like to appreciate silence and the world around them, and the beauty of nature, and collect little things to store away in their diary as memory. Whenever they visit earth, they love to visit the forests in the spring and summer, seeing the range of colours blooming from flowers, and has many flower prints because of this. -Lux (Beige)- Quite the basic of people, Lux likes to live life in a simple way, and tends to try and stare clear of any chaos, which is quite hard when you have 13 wild siblings. Because of them, they can come across as annoyed and frustrated at times, and can be blunt and honest, but they do love their siblings, and is often the one that says what's needed to be said. Lux also have massive wings compared to their body, a ratio none of the others have, and use to trip over their feet a lot growing up. Now, their massive wings are a great way to hide away when they're not in the mood to talk to read a book, or to hug a family member when seeing them down. -Micha (Pink)- Bubbly and sneaky, Micha has been dubbed the "Pink Ninja" for a reason, someone almost always able to hide away and sneak up on others. They love to jump scare people, and has found more and more crafty ways to get around without being noticed, even without their ability to go invisible. They love to pull jokes and get a laugh out of people, and Micha is known to have a snort with their own laughter. It's always their mission to catch Ben off guard when he visits, as each time it gets trickier due to him knowing it's coming, and his training and skills build up over the years, but Micha always finds a way in the end. -Zodiac (Gold)- Patient and often neutral toned, Zodiac is often seen to be pretty wise. From a young age, they've always loved stories from history, especially those about myths and legends they hear from around the galaxy, and spend a lot of their time reading and researching anything they hear about, always keen to hear a new story they may have never heard about before. It always fascinates them how much Ben has seen and done, and the stories he tells, Zodiac is practically fond of those about Alien X and Celestialsapians, and wants to meet one one day. -Alaska (White)- High on energy 99% of the time, Alaska is always zooming around and never has time to stop. They rarely sit still for long, and it takes a lot to drain them of their endless energy, always moving in a blink of an eye. Because of this, Alaska is the fastest of the crew, which has come in handy often. But they can be easily bored, and a little frustrating to deal with when they don't pay attention, but they do like to spend that energy by jumping around each sibling to spend the day with, and wants to engage in all of their activities to support them. -Arlo (Purple- The smallest of them, Arlo was born the runt of the group, but thanks to their siblings, especially North, they managed to survive childhood when most other necrofriggian runts would have died. This makes Arlo the baby of the group, and the one they all want to protect, even if it can be a little baring at much, wanting to prove they can be strong on their own. And Arlo somewhat got their wish, when reaching a certain age and Ben learning that one of his children had the spark, thus meaning Arlo is an Anodite, and is able to use magic, though they're far from being perfect at it, and their small body sometimes struggles to keep up. But each day Arlo practices, wanting to feel more than just the tiny one, but they are generally kind and great with emotions, being very supportive and just trying their hardest.

[carewyncromwell]

“Uptown girl --  You know I can't afford to buy her pearls, But maybe someday when my ship comes in, She'll understand what kind of guy I've been, And then I'll win!”

~“Uptown Girl” by Billy Joel

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Bill Weasley had always had trouble relating to kids his age. As the oldest of seven kids, he’d pretty quickly slipped into the role of support for his mother Molly, parenting and looking after his younger siblings while his father Arthur was at work in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office. Even when he was little, there wasn’t really anyone his age in his tiny hometown of Ottery St. Catchpole. All of the other magical families with kids in the area were much younger than Bill, and it was always a tricky proposition trying to play with the Muggle children who lived closest to the Burrow, with the Statute of Secrecy looming large. So when Bill got to Hogwarts, he found himself almost inevitably falling back on how he acted around his younger siblings, even with kids his own age...which, in turn, made Bill lose his footing, when those kids his age didn’t respond well to being coddled or “looked after.” And given Bill’s rather modest, people-pleasing personality, he wasn’t the type to force anyone to listen to him or do what he said...and so, almost inevitably, he found himself at a loss about how to interact with someone without looking after them in some way, on completely equal footing. And thus Bill Weasley, sweet and amiable as he was, actually found himself largely alone in those first two years he spent at Hogwarts -- and that solitude was something he found out pretty quickly he really didn’t like. 

Bill was relieved when his younger brother Charlie started his first year at Hogwarts. Although Bill had trouble admitting to his family just how unhappy he’d been those last two years, the eldest Weasley was secretly relieved that he’d now have some family at school too. He had always been closest to Charlie out of all of his siblings, given their closeness in age, so it was comforting to know he’d at least have one friend to spend time with, when he wasn’t in class. Charlie’s year, however, also included a ginger-haired Slytherin girl called Cromwell -- the same surname as the infamous “delinquent” Jacob Cromwell, who’d been expelled from Hogwarts and disappeared mysteriously a few years ago. 

Bill first heard about Jacob Cromwell’s sister Carewyn through Charlie, who’d heard that she’d stood up to another Slytherin in their year, Merula Snyde, for bullying Charlie’s timid dormmate Ben Copper and even defeated her in a duel with a Disarming Charm, a spell not taught until at least Bill’s year. Despite himself, Bill actually felt a bit relieved -- he hadn’t known Jacob Cromwell at all, but he figured it had to have been really difficult, for someone to lose their only sibling. Even if he didn’t know Carewyn Cromwell at all, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for her...but at least if she was still confident enough to stand up for herself and others, then it probably meant she was doing okay, even with what had happened to her and her family. And his analysis seemed to be confirmed when Carewyn sought Bill out to get his help the following year with breaking the curse on the Ice Vault. From the moment they first met, Bill made up his mind -- Carewyn Cromwell needed someone to look after her, so he would, until she found her brother again. And so Bill and Carewyn became friends. 

In Bill’s fifth year, he was named Gryffindor Prefect. It was a rather obvious choice for Minerva McGonagall, considering Bill’s predisposition to “look after” and mentor younger students, but it still filled Arthur and Molly Weasley with immense pride. It was also the first year that Bill and Charlie invited Carewyn home for the holidays, upon hearing that her mother Lane had been commissioned by the Ministry of Magic for an international assignment and wouldn’t be able to be home in time for Christmas. When he heard Merula Snyde also wouldn’t have anyone to spend the holidays with, Bill made the remarkably kind move to invite her to the Burrow as well, even with Charlie and Carewyn’s misgivings -- but that holiday ended up being one of the best all four of them had ever had. Merula and Carewyn were even able to mend fences enough to sing Christmas carols together, the first’s clear Soprano voice hovering ethereally over the second’s warm, emotional Alto harmonies. That Christmas was also the year Carewyn gave Bill his very first record -- an album called An Innocent Man, by an Muggle artist named Billy Joel. Arthur Weasley was almost more thrilled by the gift than his son was, and he immediately brought out the Muggle record player he’d...”been allowed to take home” from work so Carewyn could show the Weasleys how to play the record on it. And for the rest of the winter break, it wasn’t uncommon for one of the Weasleys to put the record on in the background while doing dishes or playing a game of Wizard’s Chess in front of the fire. The song from the record Bill found himself humming the most, even after returning to Hogwarts, was the first song on side two of the record. He’d liked the tune immediately just because it was fun...but it also reminded him of a girl in his year he’d been trying to muster up the courage to talk to -- a very pretty and daring Gryffindor named Emily Tyler. 

“And when she's walking, she's looking so fine, And when she's talking, she'll say that she's mine... She'll say I'm not so tough, Just because I'm in love with an uptown girl!”

Emily Tyler was the most popular girl in Bill’s year, as well as one of the most popular in Gryffindor house overall. She’d made a name for herself at the Dueling Club, where she remained Gryffindor’s main champion -- it was likely only thanks to Hufflepuff’s own dueling prodigy, Diego Caplan, that Emily had any competition at all. She also was top of her class in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Bill’s favorite and best subject, even managing to Stun an entire flock of bats with one spell. And coupled with that talent was a lot of style, confidence, and ability to captivate and charm others. She never seemed uncomfortable in a crowd and never seemed to be at a loss for words around her peers -- something Bill himself still struggled with. She’d even expressed some interest in Cursebreaking post-Hogwarts, gushing about the acclaim and glamour of the profession. In short, in Bill’s eyes, Emily just seemed amazing -- a bit out of his league, sure...but maybe if he was brave and put himself out there, she might give him a chance!

So one day, right around spring break, Bill passed Emily a note in Defense Against the Dark Arts, asking her to meet him in the castle courtyard. The eldest Weasley was kind of an emotional wreck on the inside, absolutely beside himself with nerves, but he put on his bravest face anyway. He’d even brought a pink rose, which he tried to keep out of sight in his back pocket until Emily arrived. It was the flower that caught Carewyn’s eye, when she was passing through the castle courtyard. 

The third-year Slytherin had been planning on meeting up with Ben and Rowan in the library so they could study up for an upcoming Charms test, but she put that on hold, seeing her friend Bill sitting alone in the courtyard, as if waiting for someone. Normally she would've gone over to say hello, but the pink rose in Bill’s pocket made her give pause -- a fortunate thing too, for not long later, Bill shot to his feet as Emily Tyler entered the courtyard. She was dressed head-to-toe in bright pink, with her dark hair tied up in a high ponytail and her makeup impeccably neat. She wasn’t alone -- several other boys and girls were with her, all talking to her animatedly. They reluctantly waited for her at the edge of the courtyard, their eyes locked on her as she approached Bill. The scrutiny from Emily’s cohorts clearly intimidated Bill, but he didn’t let it rattle him. He faced his crush with the best smile he could.  

“Hi, Emily,” he greeted. “Thanks for coming -- I know you’re pretty busy with the Dueling Club...”

“I am,” assented Emily. Her voice was matter-of-fact. 

Bill gave a weak, uncomfortable laugh. “Well, uh...I won’t take up too much of your time, then. I just wanted to...er...”

He took the pink rose out of his back pocket and offered it to her. Emily blinked down at it in surprise. 

“I wanted to...give this to you,” said Bill with a modest smile. “Pink is your favorite color, I’ve heard. Not that I’ve been eavesdropping on you or anything,” he said very quickly, “I just heard you tell one of your friends that once, last month, and...”

Carewyn felt very uncomfortable, listening to this. Deciding at once that the whole thing really wasn’t her business and that Bill deserved his privacy, she turned to go. She probably would’ve walked away, were it not for how disdainful Emily's voice sounded, when she spoke.

“Is this...some sort of confession?”

Carewyn immediately stopped and turned back around. Emily was looking from her friends on the sidelines to Bill, her face twisted in a very critical, flabbergasted sort of look. 

Bill, to his credit, somehow managed to keep a weak smile on, even as her brought up a hand to rub behind his neck uncomfortably. 

“Well, uh...yes! I guess so. I...was sort of hoping we might be able to hang out sometime...maybe get some butterbeers in Hogsmeade or something -- ”

Emily’s eyes had widened little by little with every word out of Bill’s mouth until, finally, she brought them to an abrupt halt when she started to laugh. 

“You -- you’re serious?” she said incredulously. She glanced over to her friends on the sidelines and then around the rest of the courtyard, as if expecting someone to jump out from behind a nearby pillar. “This is a joke, right? Tell me this is a joke.”

Her laugh and slightly louder voice had caught the attention of some other students close by. Her friends over by the entrance of the courtyard were exchanging disbelieving looks and whispers among themselves. 

Bill’s smile faded. 

“A joke?” he repeated blankly. “No -- it’s not a -- ”

Emily fixed Bill with a rather pitying, condescending look as she slipped the pink rose out of his hand. 

“Look, Bill,” she said very coolly, “you’re cute and all -- but you really think you’re my type? You’re a Weasley. Prefect or no, you’re still a blood traitor in messy, second-hand clothes with younger students always tagging along after you like ducklings and a father who chases after Muggle airplanes and scooters rather than work a job that can pay the bills.”

She carelessly dropped the pink rose in the fountain and turned her back on him. 

“Maybe actually make something of yourself, and then we can talk.”

Carewyn had been furious at the things Emily Tyler had said -- but it was the absolutely devastated, heartbroken look on Bill’s darkly flushing face that made her snap. In an instant, the third-year Slytherin had barreled right up to the pink-dressed Gryffindor as she rejoined her snickering friends at the side of the courtyard. 

“How dare you!”

Emily’s friends all stopped laughing to look down at Carewyn. 

“Excuse me?” said Emily, looking down at the much smaller girl with a very condescending eye.

“Bill bared his heart to you just now, and you don’t even care!” Carewyn said fiercely. “Talking about his family being poor and liking Muggle things as if it’s something to be ashamed of...clearly Bill couldn’t have liked you for your personality, because it’s disgusting!”

Emily’s nose wrinkled as she glanced around at her friends. “I don’t think anyone’s surprised you’d throw in your lot with a Weasley, Cursebreaker kid. Your family’s got even less reputation to be proud of -- not to mention your clothes are just as out-of-date as theirs are.”

The boys in the group all gave a low “ooh,” sniggering among themselves. 

“Well, fortunately, unlike you, I could care less about my reputation,” Carewyn spat. “And I’m frankly glad of it! Bill is a kind, hardworking person who always puts others first and puts his whole heart into everything he does! If his family’s reputation makes it so you can’t appreciate any of that, then I’d say you’re the one who needs to ‘make something of yourself’ -- ”

“Carey.”

Carewyn felt a hand coming down on her shoulder, almost holding her back. She looked up, to see Bill standing over her. His gaze was locked on Carewyn rather than Emily and his face was very scarlet, but his voice was low and forcibly level. 

“Don’t worry about it,” he mumbled. 

Carewyn looked at him with concern. “Bill...”

“It’s okay,” said Bill. He forced a thoroughly unconvincing smile. “Let’s just go.”

Carewyn stared at Bill for a long moment, feeling very reluctant to let the issue go. Her eyes then fell away, drifting away -- it seemed they’d acquired an audience, in the rest of the students scattered around the courtyard.

Bill would probably be even more embarrassed, if I escalated things further, she thought guiltily. 

Exhaling quietly, Carewyn shot one more very dirty look in Emily’s direction and walked off with Bill. As they walked off, some of Emily’s friends shouted taunts after them.

“‘Mother Duck’ Weasley strikes again!”

“Follow along after Mama, little duckling!”

Carewyn forced herself to keep walking and not turn around. She shot a furtive glance at Bill, and saw that he was doing the exact same thing, even with the ruby red flush in his cheeks and the slight shine to his eyes. 

Carewyn followed Bill out of the courtyard, down the hall, through the large double doors, and out onto the castle grounds. The eldest Weasley seemed to be walking with no destination in mind, his gaze endless and his steps aimless. Carewyn could practically feel the misery, shame, hurt, and embarrassment coming off of her friend, and it made her heart hurt. Her gaze fell to her feet as they walked side-by-side together. 

“...I guess...it was her, wasn’t it?”

Bill straightened up. He’d clearly forgotten for a moment that Carewyn was there. 

“Huh?” he said, before uncomfortably adding, “...W-who?”

“Who you were thinking about, whenever ‘Uptown Girl’ came on.”

Bill flushed a dark red. “What? No, I...what makes you...think there was anyone I was...?”

“Oh, come on, Bill,” said Carewyn with a pitying look. “Your eyes were always so bright, whenever side two started up. I thought...well, there had to be something special you were thinking about, when you heard that one. Even if it wasn’t a specific person...it just felt like that song was something that spoke to you, I guess...”

She offered him a weak, sad smile. 

“...It kind of reminded me of when I sing certain songs. Like even if the words are someone else’s, you can sing them like they’re all yours.”

Bill considered Carewyn for a minute. Then, his flush darkening further, he bowed his head. 

“...Yeah. I suppose that’s true.”

He gave a low sigh.

“...What did I do wrong, Carewyn?” he asked. “Did I come on too strong? Should I have sent her a note, or asked to meet her somewhere more private?”

Carewyn whirled on Bill with an incredulous look. “What? Bill, you didn’t do anything wrong!"

“Sure feels like it,” mumbled Bill. 

Carewyn stopped right in front of Bill, putting her hands on her hips and fixing him with a very reproachful look. 

“You listen to me, William Weasley,” she said fiercely. “I may not know anything about that snobbish twit -- ”

“Emily Tyler.”

“ -- I may not know much of anything about her, but I know you, and I know you deserve so much better than how she treated you. Even if she doesn’t feel the same way about you as you do about her, there’s no excuse for how cruel she was to you...all clearly just to save face around those awful friends of hers...”

Bill blinked in surprise. “You reckon?”

“Yeah,” said Carewyn. “She kept glancing at her friends, the whole time. She rejected you that soundly because she thought they wouldn’t approve of you.”

Seeing the look on Bill’s face, she added, “But that shouldn’t matter, Bill! If Emily thinks impressing her friends is more important than being a decent human being, that’s her problem. And if her so-called ‘friends’ are the sort of people who look down their noses at good people like your family...well, clearly Emily Tyler’s a rotten judge of character.”

Bill looked a bit comforted by Carewyn’s words. He tried to smile again, but it still looked halfhearted at best. 

“Thanks, Carey,” he said lowly. “It’s just...well, she’s just so amazing. Talented and pretty and perfectly brilliant -- you should see her in Defense Against the Dark Arts, I reckon she’s on the NEWT level already. She even said she might like being a Cursebreaker, when she graduates -- travel everywhere, and become world-famous...”

Carewyn brought a hand onto Bill’s shoulder and gave it a supportive squeeze. It felt a little odd: he hadn’t really talked to anyone about his feelings for Emily, and just talking his feelings out, rather than listening to someone else’s...it was something he could only really ever remember doing with his parents, and only occasionally. It was weird, but it felt...nice.

“I just...didn’t think she’d react like that,” Bill admitted. “Not that I expected I’d sweep her off her feet or anything, but...I’d sort of hoped that she’d give me a chance, and that when we went out, we’d get on, and maybe even hit it off...”

He sighed heavily. 

“Guess I really don’t know much about love at all, do I?”

Carewyn frowned deeply. “That’s not true at all! You know plenty about love. You love your brothers and Ginny, and your parents...and you love your friends too!”

“That’s really not the same thing,” said Bill. 

“It should be,” huffed Carewyn. “Love is love. If you love someone, you care about their happiness more than your own. Sure, maybe when you marry someone, there’s a lot more kissing and you want to have kids together and stuff like that...but well, the important part is that caring, right? Without that, what does the rest of that stuff matter?”

Bill’s face softened slightly. 

“...I guess you’re right. And I guess...when I am looking for that person...I should find somebody who’ll care about my happiness just as much as I do theirs.”

Carewyn nodded with a smile. “Definitely.”

She took Bill’s hand.

“And maybe someday when your ship comes in,” she sang brightly, “she’ll understand what kind of guy you’ve been...”

Bill’s face flushed again, but this time it wasn’t out of embarrassment -- this time, it was accompanied by a bright, touched look in his brown eyes. 

“And then I’ll win,” he finished, in a much less trained, gravelly singing voice than Carewyn’s. 

Carewyn beamed. She walked on ahead, pulling lightly at Bill’s hand so as to coax him to walk next to her. 

“And when she knows what she wants from her tiiiiime~...”

Bill gave a laugh, but followed Carewyn’s lead, recalling the words by heart. 

“And when she wakes up and makes up her miiiiind~...”

Soon Carewyn and Bill were back toward the castle, swinging their linked hands idly back and forth as they sang the rest of the song together, getting louder and louder with each line. 

“She'll see I'm not so tough, Just because I'm in love with an uptown girl! You know, I've seen her in her uptown world -- She's getting tired of her high-class toys And all her presents from her uptown boys.... She's got a choice! Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!”

Before long, all the two thought of while singing that song was hanging out together and being silly, while not caring what anyone else thought. Not a single word of the song brought Emily Tyler back to Bill’s mind -- and in the years to come, Bill would continue to enjoy the song with no negative connotations whatsoever, instead only remembering when Carewyn and he sang it at the top of their lungs to make him feel better. And that moment did indeed signal a shift in the dynamic between Carewyn and Bill. For Carewyn, it made her feel like she was walking home with Jacob again -- like she had an older brother who she could look after, the way she used to for Jacob. And for Bill, it made him feel like he’d acquired a second younger sister -- one who emotionally supported him the same way he did his real siblings. 

One thing was for sure, though -- it was this moment, among many others to come, that cemented Bill and Carewyn as the very best of friends. 

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Tagging @the-al-chemist​ and @oneirataxia-girl​ for expressing interest in this prompt! 🤗

Carewyn’s dress is based on the design on the left 💗

[beebubb]

Could you do some ticci toby headcanons of his relationship (platonic) with the pastas (including OCs) and just any headcanons you can come up with?

Sorry i ask a lot it just really like your blog and i feel like i abuse your ask box a lot

Of course i can make some headcanons! And don't worry about asking often, i like it! Asks are always what i look forward too the whole day!

Ticci toby's relationship with the pastas + a few headcanons:

Even if toby has a lot of crackhead energy and seems hyper and happy a lot.

It doesn't mean he doesnt get sad or serious, or just overwhelmed by things. So the pastas each have their way to help him or comfort thing

Also just because toby find comfort or looks for comfort in others, it doesn't mean he's immature or the others are just being pitiful, it's just them being friends and understanding each other. Like friends are supposed to be

He isn't enemies with anyone. He has an OK relationship with everyone. He does different things with the others

Jeff: jeff doesn't hang out with him as much sense he's usually with ben, but jeff does hang out with toby when he's gonna pull a prank on someone. Also even if jeff is a bit of a crackhead, he's pretty mature. They are always doing random things but when toby remembers his past (which happens often when he doesn't have something to get his mind off of things) he gets really angry and just needs an outlet. He tries to suppress it but jeff helps him. "There's nothing wrong with being angry!" Jeff likes boxing, so he always encourages toby to use his boxing bag to get out his pent up anger.

Ben: toby likes games with catchy beats and music (kinda like Friday night funkin') or games where he can create things that just comes to his head. So ben lets him play with him a lot, they play minecraft together. Toby can get anxiety attacks (which ben also gets really often). When toby's anxiety attack starts getting worse, he does a lot of things to try and release some of his feelings and to comfort himself, and those things are biting the inside of his mouth, shaking his hands, rocking back and forward, or just repeating words, and usually it can comfort him, but when there is nothing going on to distract him, it doesn't help much, but ben knows that his favorite colorful rhythm games help, so when ben notices that he doesn't feel well, he always offers toby to play with him to distract him.

Jane: jane is like toby's mom. She's always there to comfort him. She defends him when someone is being an asshole to him and knows the signs that he's having a panic attack or when things are too overwhelming for him. Toby doesn't always say right away when something is bothering him so jane always steps in "can you guys tone it down a bit? It's making him uncomfortable!"

Nina: toby's best friend. Nina is always up to do anything with him. I had a headcanon that nina likes playing on claw machines, toby goes out with nina to arcades often. He also goes shopping with her. Toby is also Nina's model for many things. She has put acrylic nails on him, dresses, and even tried makeup on him. Nina likes wearing makeup a lot, so when there's a lipstick she likes but doesn't know if it will look good on her, he always offers himself as the model "nina, can you put stickers on my nails?!?"

Masky: masky actually really cares for him. He's was the one that taught him self defense when Toby first arrived. Toby has night terrors a lot, so masky lets him sleep with him for the night, or stays up with him no matter the hour. Masky was always there to talk and listen when Toby first arrived in the mansion/manor. Also even if masky is easily annoyed by many things, he doesn't get annoyed by toby's repetitive movements or words. He Knows that it helps Toby cope or comfort himself. Sometimes people tell Toby to stop when they see that masky's stressed but masky always says it's fine, it's not toby's fault that he's stressed.

Amelie: they're a mix of friends and siblings (that get along). she knows that Toby is banned from the kitchen (he can't cook and sets the place on fire) but she always lets him join her when she's baking. She lets him taste test and decorate. Toby can be pretty creative so she appreciates the help when it comes to decorating her pastries. Toby has a big sweet tooth and sometimes sweets help him feel better when he doesn't feel ok, so amelie makes him pastries a lot. Also he's the first person to try when she makes something new, which is an honor for him "I'm a professional taste tester, so I'd think twice when questioning my expertise"

Sherry: she hangs out more with ben, jane, and masky but she's ok with being with toby, she can actually relate to him. She doesn't mind his repetitive movements or phrases because she does the same too. She had a bit of help and treatment for her own mental illnesses from her mom (before she died), so she has shared some things with him that helped her cope, and vise versa. She was used to being reserved and "mature" from a young age, so she couldn't really show when she was happy or excited, but Toby showed her it's ok to show it and whenever he noticed she was excited or happy for something, he would do the same and encourage her to express herself

Hoodie: they are drinking buddies (yes Toby drinks, he's in his early twenties, he can do that), hoodie is pretty chill and toby likes that. Sometimes when he just wants to relax, he hangs out with hoodie, they just sit on the roof outside in the woods and drink together.

EJ: they don't have any issues sense they rarely talk. EJ spends most of his time in his room or just doing his own thing around the mansion/manor. The only interaction that they really had was when Toby helped EJ carry a few bodies to his room

Damien: they barely hang out or talk. Damien is usually busy with his weapon business that he rarely goes to the mansion/Manor, Unless it's a personal delivery to slenderman or business deal, that's when he goes there, but usually it's just to see amelie.

Clockwork: best friends. They do everything together. (I don't really get too much into detail sense I already did a post explaining how they get along.

Slenderman: slender was the one to help Toby. Gave him proper treatment, a home, a good support group, and a real family (aka the pastas). Toby is his proxy but slenderman sees him like a son. He always checks up on Toby to see how he's doing and making sure his mental health is alright.

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Umbrella Academy Season 2 Review

So, the season opens with Klaus and Bogo’s wedding. Personally, I was a bit surprised by this. I mean, I, like everyone else, had obviously noticed the sexual tension between Klaus and Pogo in season 1, but I didn’t think their relationship would progress so quickly. No matter—my confusion was quickly resolved when this was revealed to be a significant jump into the future. Now I’m excited to see what events will lead up to this moment. Curiously, pogo is depicted with blonde fur and piercing blue eyes. He didn’t have those before, right? What’s going on here? Luther is nowhere to be seen.

So now we catch up with Diego, who has been forced to quit promoting his tech startup in order to restrain Luther in his basement full time. We learn that Luther’s ape DNA has been ravaging his mind in addition to his body, and now he has begun to behave in a manner that is unpredictable and dangerous. It clearly pains Diego to do what must be done, but he understands the importance of protecting his siblings.

Allison is devastated, naturally. She wears all black for the remainder of the series, and her face is always obscured by an ornate lace veil. I thought this subtle symbolism of her grief was a nice touch. Her only solace in the entire series is hanging out with Vanya. They get like ice cream together and stuff and it’s really nice. Anyway.

Restraining Luther is really taking its toll on Diego. In just a few episodes he goes from a handsome young man to an old, stressed out geezer. [insert photo of old 5]. Clearly, something needs to be done about Luther. Diego can’t carry on like this, and it will rip him apart to continue to try. With Diego too broken to act, it is Vanya to the rescue. As established in Season 1, Vanya can breathe underwater and withstand intense atmospheric pressure, so naturally she volunteers to drive Luther to the moon to live out the rest of his days, just as Daddy Hargreaves intended. Luther had to be tased several times and restrained with horse tranquilizers, but the result is a peaceful, poetic, and poignant scene where Vanya sails through the sky while Drive Me to the Moon plays in the background. I’m not going to lie guys, I shed a tear at this moment.

You’re probably wonder why 5 let Vanya borrow his car for this purpose, as it was surely destroyed in the process of transporting Luther to his lunar prison. Well the answer is that he didn’t. Luther’s dramatic subplot eclipsed a larger issue. Just as 5’s age was reversed in Season 1 so that the 60-something year-old man was represented by a teen boy, this time 5’s aging process reversed even more. Five has now been reduced to a newborn infant, in a brilliant Benjamin Button-style twist. Despite his infantile appearance, it is made evident that he still possesses the sharp wit of an older man by the fact that he sips margaritas from his baby bottle and can frequently be seen cuddling and sucking on a loaded handgun.

None of the other siblings knew what to do with him or how to care for a baby. Because of this, Five spends the majority of the Season cradled in Dolores the mannequin’s arms, where he was left by his siblings, who did not know or care how to better look after him. He only moves from this position when Allison takes pity on him in episode 12, where she scoops him up, smiles at his delighted face, and finally removes her veil once and for all. We can safely assume that Allison has decided to adopt him from that point onward. Allison has never embraced typical sibling relationships, instead treating her brother Luther as a love interest and now, in order to heal her broken heart, treats her brother Five as an adopted son. This is a beautiful character arc and it was an honor to watch Allison’s character grow in such a significant way.

We see intermittent flashes of Luther on the moon. He is growing increasingly apelike, and finally, is no longer recognizable as the man he once was. Around this time, the enigmatic link between Pogo and Luther is finally revealed. When Luther is reduced to nothing but a King Kong-esque apeman destined to live and die in lunar solitude, Bogo’s blonde haired blue eyed appearance is explained at last. Boho steps forward in one of the final scenes, and in walks... Luther?? Wait what? The Hargreaves siblings are similarly confused, including Ben, who is now alive. There is nothing monkey-like about this Luther. He is 100% human. It is Allison who ventures first, to ask what is going on.

Luther, or should I say “Luther,” explains that he is not Luther at all. Luther is still a gorilla man rotting on the moon, just as Vanya left him. This new and improved Luther is actually Bogo, who explains that he had been growing increasingly human just as Luther had been feeling his humanity slip away. “You see, there was a link established between Luther and myself, ever since he was injected with the ape DNA in order to save his life. The same DNA that once saved mine.”

The siblings couldn’t believe what they were hearing. I, the viewer, couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Pogo was once a human?

“Not just any human. My children, it is so good to see you all again,” he said, and they finally recognized the voice as that of their father. Klaus divorced him immediately upon learning this shocking information.

In the end it is revealed that Reginald could take on other corporeal forms by switching his life force with theirs, and he had been using this technique to stay alive since the Byzantine empire, when he was born. He never intended to save Luther from the animal instinct that overtook him. Instead, all of it, including when he sent Luther to the moon the first time, was all just preparation so that Reginald could groom his next corporeal form. He never loved Luther as a son, and now he finally admitted it.

Over all I thought this season had a really great premise. Many of the scenes were beautifully acted and moved me to tears. I loved the tiny details, like how Hazel was JFK all long and how Vanya got together with Liberty Belle from GLOW. This season had a lot of great twists and I’m really excited to see what happens in Season 4. Let me know what you guys think!!

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Dating Klaus Hargreeves ❤️✨

A/N I’m back lads, and yes this is very long and super messy! Ik I’m super behind but I literally just finished the newest season of TUA and was feeling super inspired. Here are some headcanons for our favourite mess.

You probably ran into each other during one of his late night drug binges, finding him lying on the ground in your local park whilst you were clearing you head, his eyes were moving around, observing the stars in the night sky.

As you slowly approached him you became increasingly concerned, discovering that he was not only watching the stars but also yelling at the blank space next to him. You almost didn’t approach him, writing him off as another high person riding a wild trip, however, something told you to go and check up on him.

When you got next to him, interrupting his seemingly one-sided conversation, you asked him if he was alright.

Turning to you and muttering out a slightly coherent ‘yeah’, you insisted he sit and talk to you for a while, to unload whatever has got him so stressed out. You had nowhere to be and neither did he, that was how he found himself spilling the details of his extremely unique life to a total stranger until the early hours of the morning.

Nothing could prepare you for what he was about to unload, but when he is finished telling you about his family, his father, his powers, Ben and every other intimate detail he could think of, you knew you couldn’t just leave him here. After minimal persuasion on your part you drag him back to your apartment, making him some tea, putting him in the shower and getting him into bed.

Nobody had ever treated him this well, not even his own family. Now this stranger was showing him the greatest display of hospitality, he dozed off with tears in his eyes.

You watch him from across the room, this was probably the first good sleep he has had in a while. You didn’t know what drew you to this strange boy, but you were determined to help him.

He pretty much lived with you on and off for the next few months, hanging out with you multiple times a week. He discovered (with the help of Ben) his growing feelings for you, but he never wanted to act on them.

He is extremely shy initially with showing any signs of attraction towards you. Having been put down by his family for most of his life, he truly believes he will just eventually disappoint you. Ben has been bugging him to make a move for months, it is the first time he has ever seen his usually-confident brother act bashful. You would find yourself often initiating intimate acts or even talking about dating one another, due to his fear of dragging you into his mess of a life.

His insecurities do seem to fade as your relationship progresses, however, you often have to reassure him that his best is more than enough. You will always be there to pick up the pieces as long as he is willing to help.

However, when you do finally get together and comfortable, he is not shy about his displays of affection in any way! You often find that he always has to be touching you in some way. Placing his hand of your thigh while sitting next to each other, draping his arm around your shoulder, leaning into you when watching a movie, reaching for you in the middle of the night, half asleep. You almost wonder if he does it subconsciously. Pulling you into him for a quick kiss, even if it is in public. Not that you mind, you’re just glad he finally let his walls down for you.

Although he dislikes it in the moment, you make a point not to enable him. Instead you honestly ask him about his addictions and try to understand it, nobody has ever done this before. One of the proudest moments is finding him on your doorstep in the early hours of the morning, holding a fresh packet in his hand.

‘Take them, I’m gonna do them and I really don’t want to.’

You teared up at how far he has come, spending the night tangled in each others limbs, telling him how proud you were as he snuggled further into your waist.

Being there for him when his father dies, even though it really doesn’t take much of a toll on him, you tag along to make sure. When you finally meet his other siblings, you truly understand the reasons behind his addiction, often being pushed aside or ignored by his family members. The people that are supposed to care about him most, it takes a lot for you to hold your tongue.

Klaus can be quite a homebody when he wants to be, one of his favourite activities is just hanging around the mansion with you.

He loves finding you in the kitchen, drawn in by the smell of you making something delicious. He will come up behind you, arms snaking around your waist, head tucked into the crook of your neck.

He also loves to play his music loud, so the two of you can scream the lyrics to your favourite songs, dancing around the kitchen like idiots whilst simultaneously trying to cook a meal is a skill you have definitely acquired during your relationship.

Ben is completely in awe of you being able to steer Klaus in such a positive direction, he cannot be prouder of his brother. You often get Klaus to be the middle man in your conversations, even though the two of you have never met face to face, you honestly believe he is one of your close friends.

He introduces you to the clubbing scene, taking you out dancing every other weekend! You notice that he believes getting ready to go out is just as much of the fun, you both take turns picking out each others outfits. Blaring your favourite songs as you paint his nails or he does your eyeliner, leaving your bedroom in a massive mess that you would worry about tomorrow morning.

Dancing together in a packed nightclub, giggling as he attempts to spin you round, sneaking kisses here and there until the lights come on.

When Sunday comes around, you are both allowed to spend the day lazing in bed. Now Klaus is sober, he sometimes finds himself waking up before you. Finding you tucked under his arm in the morning is a dream, brushing your hair gently out of your face as he watches the sun pour in from a crack in the curtain. Nothing could be more blissful.

Occasionally you will wake up alone in bed, these days always make you slightly uneasy. Deep down you know Klaus is probably just downstairs making coffee or running a bath for the two of you, a small part of you can’t help but be scared he has relapsed.

He pretends he doesn’t notice, but his heart aches knowing that you still worry about him, even after all this time.

You always catch him staring at you, he is not really subtle about it either, even if you are concentrating on an important task.

‘Klaus I actually have to work this time!’

‘Hey don’t blame me! I can’t help it if you’re the best thing to look at.”

When you find out about the impending apocalypse, you make a pact to stick together til the end, desperate to get as much time together as possible. During this time he becomes even more protective, never straying too far away from you, even following you into different rooms of to need to go grab something. If any precarious situation arises, he pushes you back, using himself as a barrier between you and the action.

With Five botching the whole time-travel thing, you both find yourself in the 1960s.

When he first arrived in the alley with Ben, he began frantically looking for you, becoming almost hysterical as he felt really alone for the first time in a long time. It took almost everything he had not to raid the local liquor shop to just forget about his predicament for just a moment. Ben is the voice of reason for him.

‘Fuck off Ben, can’t I just feel numb for once, I’ve lost her alright?!’

‘This is the last thing she would have wanted and you know it.’

It’s not until a year later you see each other again. You were revisiting the town where you first arrived in the 60s, picking up some new clothes and planning to get back on the road. Klaus, on his way to the diner for a quick bite to eat could spot you anywhere.

You were shocked when you heard a bang on the shop window, looking up and finding the same hazel eyes you would never forget, Klaus.

He bust through the shop doors, not caring that he knocked over a few clothing racks as he bounded towards you, jumping into your arms. He smelt the same, cigarette smoke masked with fresh cologne.

Landing on the floor together, laughing with tears streaming down your face, you just hold onto each other. (The shopkeeper is yelling, but this is more important than some scattered clothes!)

Having lunch together and catching up on everything you had been up to. He was impressed with you living on the road, finding various jobs and travelling across America. Although the thought of you going out there alone made his stomach flip, scared something bad might happen. When he tells you about ‘Destiny’s Children’ you wish you could say you were surprised, but you really expected nothing less. Of course Klaus would do something as extravagant as this.

That night is one of the best of your relationship. Making up for a whole year of lost time, he holds you closer, your entire body on top of his, head resting on his chest as he lazily rubs circles on your back.

When you are about to pass out you hear soft sobs coming from under you. Sitting up and holding his face in your hands, you reassure him that you’re here, you’re ok, you’re not going anywhere and you’re going to be alright. He grips onto you tighter and sobs into your shoulder, overwhelmed with emotions about how you finally managed to find each other again.

The clinginess does not end there, a year is a long time! Refusing to let go of you waist when you try to get up, always having his hand in yours, picking you up and spinning you round in the pool etc.

He takes full advantage of shopping with you in the 60s, with the fashion being almost as loud as he is. Watching him dance in and out of the racks of clothing, throwing various garments for you to try on. He loves to sneak into your changing room to ‘help’ you change into your next outfit…

When Ben is gone, you are the sole person he goes to for comfort. Holding onto each other and reminiscing about the good memories you all shared. After that day promising not to cry over him anymore, instead you would happily remember everything the three of you went through, looking back at his life positively.