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[benhardyisdaddy]

Farm In The Middle Of Nowhere

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(oh hello and welcome to this smutty af fic with bby ben sksksk FIRST OFF every single person in this fic is 18, i dont write no smut about minors yall EW so just needed that to be very clear lol ALSO joe and lucy are in this fic so i wrote everyone as the same age, i needed some best friend material okay, i hope u all like it and i hope i didnt butcher it lmao ily)

Word Count: 4,815

Summer vacation was over and the beginning of senior year was just starting. Nerves were all over the place as everyone made their way into the busy school, in search of their new designated classes. You had stepped into the building and looked around as teachers guided people in the right direction for where they need to go. 

You take in a deep breath and glance down at your schedule sheet. Your first hour was math. You groan to yourself and begin making your way to room 303. You disliked math so much and were not excited that it would be your first class in the morning. You were groggy and tired and were not ready to work with numbers and formulas. Math being your first hour class wasn’t even the worst thing. You were a brand new student and for your senior year. You missed your friends back home and despised being here. Everyone here already had old friends and their cliques picked out, you didn’t fit in at all. You were nervous and just wanted the year to go by fast.

You make your way to your classroom and silently praise yourself for not having to ask for help. You notice the door’s open so you walk inside. Students have filled the room as some stand up and talk, while others are sat. A seat in the very back corner of the room is available and you can’t help but thank the gods. You make your way back there and hurriedly claim the seat. You notice a few students staring at you, so you look away and grab your notebook from your bag. You sit there quietly when you notice someone walk up and stand next to the desk beside you. They lean forward and look at you. You look over to notice a tall guy with jet black hair smiling at you.

“You’re new.” he says.

You raise a brow and slowly nod.

“Looks like it.”

He half laughs and looks you up and down, raking his eyes over your body. You cursed at yourself for wearing the tightest pair of jeans you own.

“Ya know, I actually might think you’re hotter than Mackenzie.” he silently says.

Your eyes open wide a bit as you watch him dumb founded.

“I’m sorry?” you ask, not understanding.

“Mackenzie. She’s the hottest girl in school, but I think you have her beat.” he says smirking.

“So what does that make you?” you ask sarcastically.  

The guy’s face drops as you look at him with your brow raised, waiting for an answer. You then hear somebody laugh in the distance.

“Yeah, Mark. What does that make you?”

You look over and a guy with dirty blonde hair and the greenest eyes you’ve ever seen was walking up to you two. Your heart almost stopped as he looks to you quickly and smiles a bit. Were people your age even allowed to be that gorgeous?

“Oh, piss off.” says Mark, embarrassed as he looks at you once more and walks away.

You roll your eyes and look back at the notebook in front of you. The blonde man sits in the empty desk next to you and you can feel his eyes on you.

“New schools always suck on the first day.” he says to you.

You look over to him quickly and your face burns as he looks at you. You smile and nod.

“Yeah. Being the new kid is always so fun.” you say, causing him to laugh.

“I’m Ben.” he says, still smiling.

You tuck a piece of hair behind your ear and smile back.

“Y/n.” you reply.

Ben leans back in his seat, still watching you. The teacher makes her way into the class and tells everyone to take their seat. It quiets down as the teacher begins speaking about herself and how the year would go. Ben looks to you and rolls his eyes, making you laugh.

“Is something funny you two?” asks the teacher, looking at Ben and you.

Your face goes red as you shake your head and fight back a smirk. Ben just smiles his big grin and shakes his head.

“No, ma’am. Just talking about how beautiful you look today.”

You look to him fast and can’t help but admire how good he is at being charming. The teacher just laughs and shakes her head as she continues speaking. Ben looks to you and winks. He takes out a piece of paper and begins writing on it. He quickly slides it over on your desk and you look over at him fast. You unfold the piece of paper and begin reading.

I can tell tell we’ll be good friends x -B

You smile to yourself and begin writing back.

I hope so - Y

You slide it back to Ben and he reads it. He smiles and looks back to you. That was the beginning of the note passing.

***

3 Months Later

“I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as attractive as she is.” says Ben to his best friend Joe.

“Have you even talked to her?” he asks.

They’re at Ben’s house in his bedroom as they talk about you.

“All the time! We have first hour together. Math is officially my favorite subject because of her. But when it’s over, I literally can’t stop thinking about her. It’s… I don’t know.” he trails off.

Joe laughs and shakes his head as he stands up and grabs his bag.

“You have a crush on her, dude. You should tell her.”

He walks to Ben’s bedroom door and opens it up.

“Yeah, because it’s that easy!” says Ben.

Joe shrugs his shoulders.

“If you stopped making it so hard, it could be. I’ll see you later, okay?” he says as he walks from his room.

Ben is still laying on his bed as his mind races back to you. He thinks about your hair, your cute nose, the way you smile, your eyes. He tenses his jaw and starts thinking about the curve of your hips, the outline of your butt in your jeans, the view he gets when you lean over and your shirt pulls down a bit. Ben bites his lip as he feels himself get excruciatingly hard. He slowly brings his hand down to palm himself over his pants. His breath gets hitched as he presses down hard. Ben’s eyes open up as he remembers he’s home alone right now. He quickly unzips his pants and pulls them down, along with his boxers. 

His hard length springs free and it’s already dripping with precum. He wraps his hand around himself and his head falls back against his pillow. His eyes close once more as he groans out loudly. He slowly pumps himself as he thinks about you. He thinks about your lips on his. He thinks about his hands all over your body and squeezing. He thinks about you undressing for him and he wonders how sweet you would taste. He pumps himself even faster as his legs shake. He thinks about your lips wrapped around him with his hands in your hair. He then thinks about how amazing you would feel as he rams into you repeatedly. That does it for him. Ben pumps faster and faster as he whimpers loudly.

“Y/n,” he whispers out your name. “Oh, fuck, y/n…”

His mouth opens wide as he begins to see white. His cock twitches in his hand as he bucks his hips forward. He cries out as his body jerks and warmth spurts out of him, covering his stomach. He pumps even faster as he moans and feels ecstasy wash over him. He pumps once more and he’s finished. He breathes heavily as he looks down and realizes the mess he’s made, all thanks to you.

***

2 Months Later

Your relationship with your new best friend Ben was five months in the making. He was the only guy in school who didn’t try to get into your pants, although something in the back of your mind was hoping he sort of would. Ben was well liked in school and some would say he’s popular. You agree. He was always getting in trouble for smoking on school property with his friends and for getting into fights with idiots like Mark. He had, you could say, a reputation and nobody wanted to be on his bad side.

The two of you spend all of first hour and lunch laughing together and talking, but one morning the conversation took a different turn. You two had been passing notes and talking about how two popular students, Jesse and Erica, were caught by their parents in her bedroom.

The fact they’d choose a place in their HOUSE to get it on is sad and weird - Y

Ben reads the note and coughs to cover up a laugh.

Yeah, I’d want a place where I know no one would come barging in lmao - B

You read the note and laugh to yourself. You weren’t sure why, but a sort of confidence washed over you and you wrote something down quickly. Your heart was beating fast as he opens it and reads. His face drops for a moment, then a sly smile forms.

Have you ever… Ya know… - Y

Ben writes something and slips it back over to you.

Of course I have. - B

He lied. He doesn’t know why he lied exactly. He guesses it’s because he wasn’t sure if you had or not, and he didn’t want to look dumb to you, so he said yes. This time, his heart was racing as you read it. Your stomach falls when you read it. You had never had sex, so you were now intimidated. He’s slept with someone, you think to yourself. Of course he has, look at him. He’s a pro, you think once more. You glance over to him then back at the paper. You’re not entirely sure what to write.

Lucky girls. - Y

You think so?? - B

I do. I’m not as experienced… Maybe you could, I don’t know… Teach me? - Y

Ben reads the note and his eyes go wide. He looks over to you and his pants slightly tighten as you watch him and smile. He smiles back and grins as writes back. This was like a dream come true for him. All of those nights where he touched himself with your face in his mind, might actually become reality.

As long as it’s not in any of our houses. - B

You laugh when you read the note, knowing what he was referring to. The teacher asks who’s talking and the two of you go quiet and look forward, fighting back smirks. She looks away and you hurriedly write.

My family owns a farm in the middle of nowhere. Tomorrow at 8? I’ll say I’m staying with Lucy. - Y

Ben shifts in his seat and silently prays that no one can see how hard he’s getting. He clears his throat and writes back once more.

8 sounds perfect. Just text me the address. Can’t wait - B

You look to him and smile as you look down at your notebook and try to concentrate on your work, which was difficult to do now.

***

“You and Ben!?” asks Lucy as she sits on your bed crisscrossed.

It was the next day and you were nervously walking around and trying to figure out what to wear. You run your hand through your hair and exhale.

“I like him so much, Luc!” you say.

She smiles and nods as you look through your closet.

“What’s not to like about him? He’s a sweetheart, always does the right thing, super fit…”

You turn around and you both laugh loudly.

“I just can’t believe I’m gonna….” you trail off, thinking about it. “And remember, I’m supposedly staying with you, okay?”

She nods her head in agreement.

“Have you told him you haven’t done it before?” she asks.

You slowly shake your head.

“I didn’t say I was a virgin directly, I just said I wasn’t as experienced.”

_____

“You and y/n!?” asks Joe as he hangs upside down on Ben’s bed.

Ben was walking around his room and trying to find his favorite jacket to wear. He was meeting you in a few hours and he has never been this nervous in his whole life.

“Yeah me and y/n! You know how much I like her.” he says, looking around some more.

Ben finally finds it and smiles. He shrugs it on and looks at himself in the mirror.

“Has she done it before?” asks Joe, curious.

Ben looks to him and furrows his brows a bit as he thinks.

“She never said she didn’t. She just said she wasn’t as experienced. I take that as maybe she has.”

Joe sits up all the way and nods.

“And you told her?”

Ben freezes and his face looks guilty.

“Ben, you didn’t…” says Joe.

“I panicked, alright!? I told her I’d done it before, because I’d be so embarrassed if she has and I… haven’t.”

“Oh, dude,” starts Joe, shaking his head. “You gotta tell her.”

_____

“You have to tell him!” says Lucy loud.

You bite your lip and exhale loudly. You finally picked out a flowy sundress and settled on it.

“I’m so intimidated by him. He has experience in all of it and the only thing I’ve done is make out with a boy freshman year. I will eventually.” you say.

You look into your mirror and fix your lip gloss. You take in a deep breath and turn back to Lucy.

“I’m ready.”

***

It was nearing 8 pm and you were insanely nervous, you felt like you could puke. Ben kept rubbing his hands over his pants due to him being a sweaty mess. He keeps taking deep breaths as he drives out to the address you gave him. You arrive to the farmhouse first and step out of your car. You smile at the familiar scenery and walk up the porch and to the screened door. You unlock it quickly and make your way inside. The furniture was very minimal as were decorations. All that there was in the living room was a couch and a table. Your parents were still trying to remodel the home, so furniture wasn’t a big deal. You just thanked them for leaving the king size bed upstairs. You check outside and see if Ben had made it yet, but he didn’t. You rush to the bedroom and fling off the old sheets and comforters. You slide on new, clean ones and hide the dusty ones. You wipe your hands off when you hear a car door close.

Butterflies immediately take over your stomach as you rush downstairs. You open the screen door and stand there as Ben reaches the porches steps. He looks up and spots you, his face turning pink as he looks you up and down. You looked so beautiful to him in that dress. He smiles and walks up to you.

“Hi.” he whispers.

You can’t help but grin back.

“Hi.”

He looks you up and down as you turn around and walk back inside. Ben looks around and admires the beautiful, old building.

“Wow,” he says.

“Pretty, isn’t it?” you ask, looking around with him.

Ben looks to you and watches as your eyes dance over the walls, as if you’ve never seen it before. He takes a step forward and you look to him quickly.

He looks at your lips then to your eyes. He opens his mouth to say something as you stand there and wait, but it never comes. Instead, Ben gives up and cups your face as he harshly kisses you. You’re surprised by his sudden actions, but you melt into him immediately. His tongue darts in your mouth and the feeling is still odd to you, but you love it. You mimic him and kiss him back faster. He breaks away and glances down at your chest for a split second. You nervously watch him and swallow hard as you slowly remove a strap from your shoulder. Ben watches with wide eyes as you remove the other strap and allow your dress to fall over your breasts. Ben stares at them in amazement as you smile.

“You can touch them.” you whisper.

He looks to you fast as he slowly reaches his hand out to you. He hovers it over one, but doesn’t place it down. You wait for a second before grabbing his hand bringing it to you. Ben instantly squeezed, which causes you to moan. He watches you fascinated as he massages you, then brings his other hand in to do the same. Your head falls back a bit as your eyes flutter. Ben was already painfully hard.

“Fuck,” he whispers to himself.

He leans back in and kisses you once more. You bring your hands up to his hair and gently tug, causing his mouth to open even wider.

“Take me upstairs.” you whisper against him.

He freezes and stares into your eyes. You both smile as he grabs your hand and rushes up to the top bedroom with you. He looks at the bed and then to you.

“Can I take your dress all the way off?” he asks.

You nod and step even closer to him. Ben leans forward and wraps his arm around you as he slowly unzips. The dress pools at your feet as Ben takes a step back and admires you. Your face was hot and you had to fight the urge to cover yourself up.

“You’re so beautiful.” he says.

You watch him and your heart flutters. You blush and look away as you smile. You walk up to him and then around as you crawl onto the bed. Ben follows behind you as you lay on your back and look up at him innocently. He bites his lip at the sight before him. He’s never touched a women in the way he’s about to touch you. He then slips his own shirt off and tugs down his pants fast, leaving him in only his underwear. You squeeze your legs together as you stare at him. He was so gorgeous. You could feel yourself throbbing and now soaked as you provided yourself with some friction.

“Are you okay?” he asks, making sure.

You nod fast and smile.

“I’m okay.”

“You sure?” he asks.

You laugh and nod.

“I’m sure. Now get on the bloody bed with me or I’ll start without you.” you purr.

His eyes open wide a bit as he hurriedly crawls in between your legs. He stares at your heat as his eyes flutter up to you.

“Can I touch you?” he whispers.

You bite your lip and nod.

“Please.” you whisper back.

Ben smiles as he slowly drags his finger up and down your clothed heat. He had watched enough videos to know how to do this part well. You had never felt anything like this before. Your eyes close as he pushes down even harder. You’ve never been this turned on in your life. Ben then slips his fingers around your panties band and slowly pull them down your legs. You were so nervous and almost embarrassed being this exposed to him. You looked at him scared and he realizes it. He tosses your underwear on the floor and sits up on his knees.

“It’s okay.” he says.

He slowly slides down his boxers, releasing his aching length. Your eyes open wide as you realize just how big he is. Now you were even more scared at how bad it would hurt for your first time. Your breathing gets a bit faster as you two smile at each other. He had been so scared that you wouldn’t think he was big enough, so that made him happy. He was trying to make you feel as comfortable as he can. He gets back down and kisses your inner thigh, making you squirm. He doesn’t wait any longer as he dips his tongue into your folds and licks you up. You moan out as your head digs into the pillow. Pleasure rips through you and you didn’t realize exactly what you were missing all this time. Ben brings his tongue to your swollen nub and quickly rubs tiny circles around it. Your leg begins shaking as his finger makes its way to your entrance. He freezes and you look down at him.

“Can I-” he goes to ask.

“God, yes, please. You don’t even have to ask. Do whatever.”

Ben’s length twitches as you tell him that. He dips back down and slowly slides in a finger. You squeeze your eyes shut as a tiny bit of pain makes you wince. It’s soon gone as he begins pumping even faster. His tongue keeps working on your clit as he adds another finger. Ben hopes he wasn’t doing a sloppy job. He wanted to make you feel as good as he can. When you moan out loudly and smile, he realizes he’s doing just that.

“Oh my god…” you say. “Ben, that feels so good.”

Ben hums against you, which makes you jump. He pumps his fingers into you fast and then stops. He slips them out of you and feels your slickness all over his fingers. You open your eyes and watch as he holds his fingers up for you to look at. You smirk to him and call him over to you.

“C’mere.” you purr.

He slides up on top of you slowly. You grab his two fingers that were just inside of you and slide them into your mouth. His eyes open wide as you suck on them and twirl your tongue around. Your eyes never leave his as you pull them from your mouth with a loud pop.

“Fuck…” groans Ben.

“Do you want me to...” you ask, looking down at his already dripping length.

He smiles and leans forward to kiss you.

“Trust me, I might explode if you do that.” he teases, causing you to giggle. “Wait,” he says as he reaches over the bed and grabs his pants.

He slips a condom out of his pocket and holds it up for you to see. You smile and nod as he leans back and slowly slides the thin material over himself. He sighs as he finishes and looks back to you. He crawls between your legs once more and slides a finger up your folds, making sure you’re still wet. You are. He smiles down at you as he lines himself up to your entrance. Your face goes serious as you grip his shoulders hard. You needed to tell him everything.

“Ben,” you go to say, but he interrupts you.

“I’m a virgin.” he says fast.

You freeze and just stare at him. He looks so embarrassed and ashamed as he confesses to you.

“I lied. I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did. I was just nervous that you would see me differently since you’re not one and-”

“Ben, I’m a virgin too.” you interrupt, cupping his face.

He looks down at you shocked and shakes his head.

“I just assumed-”

“I know. I should’ve told you too. I was intimidated after you said you weren’t one and I didn’t want to look stupid to you. I just wanted to be good.”

You look away, not able to look in his eyes. He smiles and kisses your neck gently.

“Figure it out together?” he asks, holding up his pinky.

You stare at it and smile wide at him. You bring your pinky up and wrap it around his.

“Deal.”

Ben nuzzles his head into your neck as you wrap your arms and legs around him. You can feel his tip pressed against your core and you were nervous.

“You ready?” he asks, his lips brushing against your neck.

You close your eyes and nod fast.

“Yes.”

Ben slowly and gently brings his hips forward and begins to enter you. Your eyes squeeze shut as you whine out in pain. It hurt as he stretched your walls wide.

“You okay?” he asks worried.

You nod your head and groan.

“Keep going.” you tell him.

He moves even more and eventually bottoms out in you. He’s still for a long time as you get used to him. The pain is still there, but isn’t as bad.

“If I move I bet it’ll feel better.” he whispers in your ear.

“Okay.”

He slowly pulls himself out of you as he groans loudly. This is much better than his hand.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” he says as he slips from you and slides back in easier.

You jump at the contact and pull at his hair. Suddenly, the pain subsides and pleasure starts to form.

“Thought about this every night when I touched myself.” he grunts as he picks up his speed.

Your legs were already starting to shake as he leans away to look at you. He admires your blissed out features as he closes his eyes and thrusts in deep. You call out loudly in a pornographic tone and Ben twitches inside of you.

“I wanna be on top.” you say quietly.

Ben’s eyes look at yours and you look excited, pupils large. He smiles and nods as he slides out of you, making you both groan. He flips on his back as you stand on your knees and look at him. You have never done this before and you weren't even sure what to do. Ben holds a hand out for you to take.

“Straddle me first.” he says, trying to help guide you.

You nod and swing your leg around him and stare down at his face. This felt so weird as you moved around to get comfortable. Your core was aching so bad to have him fill you back up. Ben’s hand went to his length and pumped a few times. You lean forward a bit and move yourself around until his length is back at your entrance.

“Ready?” you ask.

He smiles and brings his hand up to graze it around your throat.

“Ready.”

You bite your lip, close your eyes and slowly sink down on him. This time, it was much easier and less painful. You gasp at the fullness as Ben, without thinking, bucks his hips into you. You cry out in pleasure as he apologizes.

“No, no! Do it again.” you say.

He watches you closely as he bucks his hips and this time hits something deep inside of you. You had never felt this before. It was a different kind of pleasure. Like ‘seeing white because it feels so good’ kind of pleasure. Your head falls back as your hands lean against his chest for support. Ben continues to thrust into you as you work yourself against him at the same time. He feels how close he is already, so he brings his finger to your clit and begins rubbing. Your mouth falls open as your eyes roll in the back of your head.

“Ben!” you cry out as he rubs hard and fast, making your head spin. 

The mixture of him inside of you and rubbing you was too much. You lean forward and lean your forehead against his shoulder.

“Does that feel good?” he asks.

All you can do is nod.

“Yeah? You like that?”

You fist the bed sheets beside you and cry out.

“Yes!”

Ben continues his thrusting and rubbing when all of a sudden he feels his release coming.

“I’m not gonna last.” he says quickly.

You nod your head and murmur a ‘mhm’. You begin to start seeing white as his fingers work on you. Your body was trembling and your breathing was broken up. Ben bucks his hips once more and freezes, deep inside of you. He cries out as his body jerks. The moans coming from his lips had pushed you over the edge. His fingers never left your heat as he kept rubbing. You bite at his shoulder as your stomach tightened and then released. You shook profusely on top of him as you gasped. Ben was catching his breath from his high as he watched you cum all around him. Your body calms down as you collapse on top of him, him still inside you. Your’re breathing hard as you lean away and smile. You were both exhausted.

“How was that for our first time ever?” he asks, teasing you.

You smile wide and nod your head, your eyes now heavy with sleep.

“Amazing. What did you think?”

He cups your face and lowers you down as he kisses you.

“Better than I even imagined.”  

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[fcking-lets-go]

Preview of a thing for my Ben x reader side blog

I don’t know how many people may see this, but whatever. I’m posting it 😂

“Oh cmon love. I’m pretty cute”

“You can’t beat Frankie though! She’s way cuter”

“Ahhh, Fine. But fuck you for using that logic”

“Don’t make that adorable face, it’s too much!”

[spottedlekkudancer]

Silence

SUM: You and Ben are two of Luke’s top students in his Jedi academy and have become quite close over the years. Close enough to assist one another with your most present fears. Fears that keep you both up at night.

Word count: <1,000

Many questioned Ben’s sleeping habits, moreover, the lack of sleep. No matter how many times he tried to explain himself no one understood. Not even you. This, however, didn’t stop you from defending Ben from the “Jedi don’t have nightmares.” or “He’s just looking for attention.” comments. You made a point to always listen to his stories, worries, and Ben was full of gratitude for you. Recently he had taken up to asking you to sleep next to him. People are most vulnerable during sleep and Ben was your best friend in the Jedi academy, so with little hesitation you agreed. This would have been frowned upon if you were ever caught, but that had yet to happen. Sometimes having someone he trusted next to him helped chase the negative energy away, other times it did not. Tonight was one of those time that having you next to him meant little to the dark forces in his mind.

Shear unimaginable terror takes many forms, especially in dreams: dark figures, unattached voices, the screams of thousands, your worst nightmares jutted into the thin veil of reality.

Ben didn’t remember falling asleep that night, insomnia and fear keeping him alert. It wasn’t until Ben was startled awake by a prococious bangging that the though even registered. He was on his back: this was unusual as more often that not Ben tried to avoid this position as it was the most common factor in his night terrors. Suddenly Ben had a hard time breathing like a 200kg thing was dead waiting itself onto his rib cage. He tried to move. Tried to roll over. Ben couldn’t move. Ben never felt his life was in danger during these episodes, but they still made his blood run hot, heart speed and drenched his sheets in a cold sweat.

Frozen to the bed Ben made an attempt at thrashing, he needed to shake his body awake. Though it showed useless to the paralyzation. The lack of control was agonizing both mentally and physically. The rapping came again and Ben’s eyes snapped open. It was coming from behind his head. Five knocks each. However, a more pressing issue was seated in front of him. A black mass hovered over him, huge and melevelet. It’s hands reaching out for his throat. The hands were the only discernible feature. There was no face, no humanoid shape to the mass. Just black, dense, murky fog like his mother’s Hiigya soupe, but with a substantial presence teeming with a tumultuously rancorous aura.

Ben’s screams were trapped in his throat and the realization that there would be no help coming for him drove him to tears. If he could whimper, yell, or cry he would. The tightening feeling around his heart began then and he shut his eyes. He didn’t want to accept this was happening. He wanted to go back to sleep to a world of peace or wake up to the reality that this was all in his head. In this fragile state between the two there was nothing but pain and it was tearing him apart.

“Ben.” A voice. Familiar. “Come to me. Come to me.” That was all the strained rasp ever repeated. During waking hours he would hear more detailed instructions, or even whispers of the hatred his loved ones had for him. But at night all it ever beckoned was a haunting invitation.

Then he did feel it: cold hands sweeping over his sweat slickened face. They wiped the hot tears away. He imagined he was a child in the arms of Leia. He wanted his mother. Her small slender fingers running through his hair, calming and inviting. It had been more than a decade since he had received such an intimate and caring touch. He was sure that she could make all of this go away like she did when he was small.

“Benji?” A new voice. Soft and groggy with being newly awoken. Only one person called him that but he couldn’t answer, nor would he open his eyes. The thing was still there, he could feel it. “Benji?” Her voice came again, this time concerned. One had left his face and laced itself in between his fingers. She was so small compared to him but managed to forfeit the weight on his body he felt and lifted his hand.

A sudden relief with that one little action. She moved him, and he could breath. So it was all in his head, Ben thought to himself as his eyes opened. He let the little light in the room flood his refreshed senses.

“Benji, it’s okay now.” There was a lingering terror in his eyes. A glassy gaze you'd seen many nights. You brought his hand up to your mouth and placed a small kiss on the back of it. Your other hand played twisting circles into his hair. “It was just a dream.” You whispered gently.

He cleared his throat and turned onto his side to face you. “I know” Ben said wrapping an arm around your waist to draw you closer to him. “I’m sorry.”

You shook your head against his bare chest. “I can’t think of a single reason from you to feel guilty over.”

Ben, however, could think of several. “Badgering you with sleeping next to me, waking you…” He adjusted himself so his chin was resting on top of your head. “Covering you in my sweat.”

You had to chuckle at that last one. The low vibrations of him speaking and slowing heartbeat gave comfort to you. He was going to be fine. “Don’t be silly. What are friends for if not this?”

[hardforbenhardy]

This one comes from personal experience. Anyway... Reader is at the beach in a bikini and Ben (stranger) makes a comment about how ugly a birthmark on her upper leg- lower bum cheek area is and she gets really upset. A few year later they meet up, start a relationship and in the middle of some smutty stuff he realises that she's the one he was rude to. lots of fluff at the end? Hope that's okay? xx

beach body ready | benxreader

I’m sorry if this isn’t quite what you expected, but I tried to do it as much justice as I could! Especially since it’s personal experience - I personally can’t see Ben doing something like this so I tried to find an even field where it is like Ben as much as possible but still sticking to your experience. Hope you enjoy!

summary: you were always pretty confident in your body, until a rude remark about a birthmark set you in the tracks of insecurity. years later, you come to find you never let that go, and find it difficult to face

warnings: insecurities, rude remarks about birthmark, swearing, light smut

word count: 4.9k

requested by @queenlover05 - i hope you love it! (sorry if the ending is a little shit, i wasn’t sure what to write towards the end)

You grew up right by the ocean, waking to the sound of the waves on the sands. You swam of course, and to you swimming meant briny waves colliding with your faces, not the chlorinated pools that were further into the town. Even in the summertime, there were days you didn’t want to swim or catch crabs; you’d take your fingers and draw a hopscotch grid in the sand. Pebbles were always easy to find. You and your friends could spend hours there, hopping from one foot to two, spinning and making your way back to the start. You can still recall the softness of the sand, your feet erasing the numbers and the lines as you went. Some days you’d even play long enough for the tide to claim our game. Then you would slink home under the setting sun, only to repeat the fun the next day. 

So, returning there in your early adulthood was like a dream come true. After moving to the city to study at university, you never really got the chance to visit the place you called home as much as you’d have hoped to. You had almost forgotten the way the hot sand slid between your toes, or the way the cool breeze drifting through your locks, and the taste of the saliferous water on your taste buds. Almost. 

*****

“Over hewre, YN!” your little sister shouted, jumping up and down in an outburst of pure elation. You laughed loudly, picking up the light beach ball from the ground and throwing as well as you could. After a few times of throwing the ball to each other, you began failing miserably when the wind caught it in its breeze, causing it to fly off to the side. 

“This isn’t going to work, Liv! It’s too windy!” you shouted back, both giggling at the sight of the ball floating away in the ocean. The 5 year old was quick to chase after it, throwing herself into the cold water and doggy-paddling to keep up with it. You ran in after her, not only to make sure she was safe, but mostly because it looked even more fun than being on the land at that point. The sudden chill of the ocean made you squeal, Olivia laughing in response. 

“It’s not even cowd, YN! Come on, I want to swim!” 

“I just got in Liv!” you exclaimed, racing to catch up with the small girl who was now so deep she couldn’t touch the ocean floor with her feet. She definitely took after you and you tendency to take risks; one of your favourite things to do was just float in the ocean and let if drift you where it wanted, it made you feel free. A good 20 minutes later of splashing around in the water and getting your hair positively soaked, you started to feel yourself get hungry. “How about we go grab some ice cream and sit on the towels for a bit, huh?” 

Of course, Olivia bolted back onto the sand, grabbing her towel to wrap around her stomach and waiting incredibly impatiently for you to follow suit. As you emerged from the water, your bikini bottom pulled up a little higher than usual, but you left you it be not thinking much of it. Thankfully the ice cream van was not far from where you had settled with your things, so you were okay with leaving your stuff alone for a few minutes. With her small body hoisted on your right hip, you turned to her; “Okay Liv what do you want?” 

“Stwawbewwy ice cweam! With chocowate sauce! And a chocowate fwake!” she cheered, pointing at all the different parts of her creation that she could see in the van. The man behind the window chuckled lightly, following her hand to grab each piece, and quickly whipped up the concoction for the small girl. “Thank woo!” 

“Is that all?”

“Oh, erm, yes that’s it thank you” you grinned, before looking over at your sister to see remnants of the melting ice cream all around her cheeks and chin, as if she’d shoved her face straight into it. You chuckled loudly, seeing her shoot you a guilty, toothy grin in response. “Actually, could we get a few napkins as well if that’s okay.”

After paying for the ice cream and resulting napkins, you headed back to sit down for a while; you had forgotten quite how exhausting the beach could be. IN the direction of your towels, you noticed a man standing beside them, bending over to pick up something. In the split second he stood back up, you took in the sight. The boy was probably the most attractive man you had ever seen; he had the most gorgeous emerald eyes with the smallest flecks of gold in them that made them gleam naturally in the summer sunlight. And you couldn’t deny how built he was either. An incredibly built six pack, with an arousing v-line which disappeared into the red swimming trucks he was wearing, and his thighs; God his thighs. Your favourite part of him, however, was his soaked, golden locks; you couldn’t deny, you were a sucker for hair. 

“S-sorry, can I help you?” you stuttered out, trying not to choke on your words at the blonde in front of you. He hadn’t noticed you at first, but you saw his eyes quickly rake up and down your body before answering.

“Sorry, my nephew threw this and it landed on your towels. I didn’t mean to bother you” he excused, stumbling over his own words from nerves. You weren’t expecting the deepness, with just a hint of sultry, in his British voice; it sent butterflies straight to your tummy. You saw his hands holding a frisbee, and immediately understood. 

“Oh, it-it’s fine. I’m YN” you grinned, holding your hand out to shake his. He took the offer, taking your hand into his, and you couldn’t help but notice how rough and calloused they were. God. “Ben, are you from around here or-” 

You were quite sure he could feel your hand lightly shaking from nervousness, but that was the least of your problems at that point, especially considering Liv was now nowhere to be seen. Your head shot around the beach, catching the small girls body heading towards the sea, ice cream in one and piles of sand in the other. “I-I’m sorry, just- Liv, get back here! Not in the sea while your eating your ice cream remember, we sit on the towels while we eat. Otherwise, the ocean might steal it and we don’t want that do-”

“Have you always had that?” Ben’s voice chuckled from behind you, making you shoot around confused. 

“Huh, sorry? Had what?”

“That thing… on your leg?” he answered, pointing to your upper leg-lower bum cheek area. You knew exactly what he was referring to; you had a birthmark in that exact area. It wasn’t common that people would ask about it, but when they did, they were polite and respectful about it. Which was why it threw you off a little that Ben had found it funny. 

“Oh, erm, yeah. It’s a birthmark, why?” you said with puzzlement, not quite expecting what he was to say next. 

“Oh, nothing. It’s just, it’s not exactly the prettiest sight.” 

“Erm, excuse me?” you scoffed out, furrowing your brows in disbelief. Was this random man really making a comment about this? You were usually able to brush off the bad comments about it, people had said before how it was different to any birthmark they’d seen before or that maybe you should have it checked by a doctor, but that was always in private and you could explain the situation. At this point, Ben was just being downright rude and it was embarrassing

“Well, I thought you were pretty hot until I saw that. Don’t get me wrong, I know you can’t help it but like it’s pretty unattractive” you were left stunned at the remark. Never had you expected words like that to come out of a mouth of someone who seemed to be such a gentleman. You now understand the meaning of don’t judge a book by its cover to a t. 

“Erm, sorry could you leave? I don’t care for your opinions” you retaliated, a grimace showing on your face. You could see some slight hesitation and guilt on his face, as if he hadn’t meant to upset, but you considered him stupid if he thought saying such things wouldn’t render you at least somewhat angry. He backed off, raising his arms in the air as if to sarcastically say ‘sorry’ before jogging to meet his nephew on the other side of a big umbrella. You quickly went back to your spot, plonking down on the towel and huffing in defeat. Your mind couldn’t help but glaze over his words - ‘unattractive’, ‘not the prettiest sight’. You tried so desperately to hold back the tears that had began brimming in the corners of your eyes, but there came a point where you weren’t able to stop one from rolling down. Your little sister popped up from beside you, noticing how downcast you were, pouting out her bottom lip in over exaggeration.

“It’s okay YN. Why are you wad?” she reassured you, jumping down on your stomach and wrapping her arms around your shoulders to give you biggest hug you thought possible, yet you couldn’t help but laugh at the fact she still had ice cream smeared all around her mouth. You chuckled lightly, planting a big kiss on her cheek and wiping the tear from your cheek.

“I’m not Liv, don’t worry. It’s just, people say mean words sometimes, words about things people can’t change, or things people may be insecure about. And it can hurt their feelings” you explained, sitting her on your knee and sniffling back anymore tears about to drop.

“If it makes you feewl better, I think you’re biwthmark is vewy pwetty” she smiled, reaching her hand round to rub the mark and give you another quick hug, as you mouthed ‘thank you’. She jumped up off your lap, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the see; “Let’s go swimming again!”

You spent another hour or two in the ocean with the little girl, but you couldn’t help your eyes drifting over to the blonde man every few minutes. You couldn’t let what he said go, and yet he looked like nothing had even happened when 30 minutes after the incident he caught your eyes and threw over a friendly smile. You tried to send one back, probably failing miserably.

“I thought you were pretty hot until I saw that“

** 3 years later **

You had been practically craving a coffee the whole morning, your lack of energy due to your work piling up had been swallowing you whole and you needed something to keep you awake. It was only the fresh afternoon, but you were sure you would drift back into sleep if you didn’t find a source of caffeine from somewhere, so you popped round to the local coffee shop.

“One large latte macchiato please, thank you” you asked the cashier, tapping your card before taking a seat at a small table just across from the counter. Scrolling through your Instagram feed, you saw a familiar face pop up a few times on an account you were even aware you followed; Ben Hardy? You clicked on his page to investigate further, when you realised exactly where you knew the guy from. It was the same guy who you had met at the beach a few years ago, the same guy who had insulted your birthmark. You were over his comment by now, it didn’t really affect you anymore but it had admittedly sent you into a bit of a frenzy for a few months after it. You didn’t wear shorts, or you wouldn’t wear a bikini to the beach, you refused to have sex with any guys. It weirded you out a little though to find him on your feed, was he famous? Posts of friends, photo shoots, a few familiar actors… press junkies. Premieres. Movie sets? He was an actor.

Ben Hardy was an actor

He seemed like he was doing pretty well for himself, and you noticed he was staring in a new movie alongside some of your favourite actors. You popped him a follow, liking a few of his recent pictures, and almost instantly you got a DM and follow. Off him.

Ben Hardy

hey, this is YN right? from the beach like 3 years ago?

You panicked, surprised that he even remembered you or the incident, but then again you remember him. What’s the difference? What shocked you even more was that he was being so friendly; did he not remember what he had said to you?

You

heyyy ben, yeah it is! surprised you remembered me, especially after what happened haha

Trying to play it cool was not something you were very good at; when you were nervous, you were nervous. Friendly may not have been your approach to the man 3 years ago, but you couldn’t deny seeing him again kick-started that small crush you had felt on the stranger. Maybe what he said, he hadn’t meant.

Ben Hardy

what happened? i literally don’t remember anything except you! 

in a good way i swear - god, that sounded bad. im sorry - i remember thinking you were pretty good looking! 

Ironic. So he didn't remember. And he seemed like he was taking a relatively amiable approach to getting to know you; maybe it could be a fresh start. If he didn’t remember what had happened, he most likely didn’t remember what had caused it. Maybe he had changed. Hopefully he had changed. 

You

oh it was nothing! can barely remember it either! but thank you - can’t say you weren’t either haha

so did you message for a reason or…

Ben Hardy

not really, just thought i’d check in on you considering we didn’t get to speak much when we met. i’m actually back in your town next week, would you maybe want to meet up? grab a coffee and have a chat?

This threw you off. You really, really wanted to. But you knew it probably wasn’t a good idea; I mean you had only met him once, and that one time, he insulted you. Not a good first impression, but you couldn’t help the urge to say yes. And your fingers were typing it out before you could even stop them;

You

yeah that sounds great! 

i know the perfect place - in fact i’m sat there right now! they have the best homemade pretzels, they’re to die for!

Ben Hardy

i’ll take your word for it! heres my number - *blah blah* - text me with a good time and place? 

Shit. He had just given you his number. Was this a date? Or just two people who had met before simply meeting again. Or what if you got there and it was all an elaborate prank set up by him and his friends to embarrass you in front of everyone. Either way, you had committed to it, and backing out now would make you seem like a pussy. And maybe it wouldn’t go sooo bad. You hoped.

You 

can’t wait!

*****

“Babe, I’m back!” you heard his voice shouting through from the front door. Sat on the couch, you were reading a book you had recently taken out from the local library when you heard the commotion of his bags being dropped on the floor. Your head shot around, a grin plastered across your face at the sound of his husky voice. You watched as his blonde hair bobbed into the room, walking towards you and placing a peck to your forehead.

“Missed you” you muttered, leaning your head back further so the second kiss landed on your lips instead. Placing your book down on the side table, you turned to where he had just sat down next to you and cuddled into his side, his warmth sending shivers down your spines. 

You almost considered bunking off on the date you planned with Ben, your nerves and insecurities getting the better of you as it got closer to the day you planned. Even texting him a time and place was hard enough for you, but you saw it as a challenge for yourself; you didn’t want to let one small incident ruin your chances with him. So you did text him a time and place. 12, early rise cafe? And you did go on the date. And you did hit it off with him; he was nothing like you remembered. Constantly complimenting you, how gorgeous you looked and how intelligent you were. A kind soul, he described you as at one point. After that, you continued to keep in touch, even when he was away filming he would be sure to put aside at least one hour every night to call you and you would just talk about your day. You caught feelings fast, and what he had said to you years before was long forgotten.

You had now been officially together for 3 months, and you were the happiest you had ever been; he loved you, and you loved him. He reminded you of it every day, with both words and actions - kisses, hugs, occasional squeezes of the bum, saying ‘I love you’, you even caught at him staring at you from time to time while you worked. He felt like the luckiest man on earth. Almost, there was just one thing he wanted to do so badly with you that you were yet to agree to; he wanted to make love to you, show you just how much he truly does love you but physically. And you wanted it too, just the sight of the blonde himself was enough to turn you on, but there was one thing holding you back. You thought maybe you’d let his words go, but he hadn’t seen you naked since that time on the beach, and you couldn’t help but fear the idea of him bringing it up again. What if he left you? What if he thought you were ugly and decided he didn’t want sex? What if he just laughed? What if-

“YN, babe, are you listening?” he cleared his throat, his eyes looking down at you worryingly. You didn’t even realise he had been speaking, too caught up in your own thoughts of doing it (or not) with Ben. He seemed very stressed as he came in, and it was still showing now, so you felt very guilty. “I was saying how Joe mentioned we should all head round to his some time this week for dinner, like a quadruple date or something. I’m down if you are but don’t feel forced, I know you haven’t known them for very long”

“O-oh, yeah that sounds good” you murmured, trying to sound enthusiastic about the suggestion but failing; Ben knew you and his friends didn’t get along very well because they were all actors and knew each other’s, whereas you were just a girl from a small town who had never met any of them. It’s not that you didn’t like them, it’s just that you preferred to keep to yourself and all they would do is ask you questions.

“You don’t seem very enthusiastic”

“I-I want to Ben, I just get very nervous around new people. I promise, I’ll try and make it, but don’t let me hold you back from going” you smiled, watching his face light up at the fact you’d step out of your comfort zone. For him. He kissed you straight on the lips, hand shooting to caress the side of your face lightly and placing the other one on your thigh. You tensed a little at the feeling but grew comfortable to it soon after, it felt nice. And it gradually felt nicer and nicer as he moved further up you thigh to meet the buttons of your jeans. Until he began unbuttoning them. And every thought and insecurity you had encountered before came flooding back; he’s going to see your birthmark, and he’s going to remember exactly what he said at the beach, and he’s going to realise he was right, and he’s going to dump you. 

Of course, he noticed the way you froze in your spot, taking a deep breath in. He pulled back immediately, hand still on your thigh but much less tight now, in a more comforting way. “Are you okay? I-I’m sorry, I got caught in the moment, I-”

“It’s fine, Ben. I just- I don’t think we should” you muttered, refusing to make eye contact with the blonde as you twiddled your fingers out of nerves. He could tell something was wrong, he had never seen you so removed and insecure before. But you had been together for 3 months, and he thought it was a good time to start getting intimate; not that he wouldn’t respect your decision, he was just getting a little impatient with being with you and not being able to help the raging boner in his pants nearly every time he saw you. 

“Why not?” he questioned, not in a accusatory way but a curious one. He was beginning to get a little insecure himself; did you not want to have sex with him because you didn’t find him attractive? Or because you didn’t think he’d be any good? He couldn’t hear the apprehensive thoughts in your head, but you were struggling to put them to words. He didn’t need to hear them, for when you started tearing up a little before him, he knew something was definitely wrong; “Hey, hey, what’s wrong? You can talk to me about anything”

“I know I can Ben, just not this”

“YN, if whatever is going on in your head is hurting you, we talk about it; I don’t care if you think it’ll be embarrassing, or make me sad or angry. We talk about your problems because that’s what I’m here for” 

“It’s… I, erm, I don’t want you to see me naked” you practically the lasts word, so quietly that you weren’t even sure he had heard them at first. But he had, because his eyes widened in disbelief. He hadn’t even considered the fact he hadn’t seen you in underwear before because you had seen him in just his boxers so many times that he just found it normal. “I don’t want you to leave me”

“I- YN, why would I leave you? I love you, every single part of you. Naked or not. Please, you need to explain what is going on in your head so I can help you” he encouraging, smoothing his hand up and down your thigh in a calming manner. You wanted to tell him, explain what was going on in your brain so he could help, but you didn’t want to; your insecurities got the best of you. Everything had been going so well in your relationship, and you didn’t want something like this to ruin everything you had worked so hard for. You didn’t want one measly birthmark to ruin everything. You loved him, and you wanted to make sure he loved you. After you had stayed silent for a minute or two, Ben was beginning to grow impatient; “YN, please you need to talk to me. I don’t understand how you could feel so insecure over your body when-”

“Because of you!” you cut in, almost screaming the words if your voice hadn’t been so weak. Ben stared at you incredulously, his brain trying to understand what he might say or have said to put you in such a state; he thought you were absolutely perfect, and he told you that nearly every day. Because you are perfect. “Because of what you said at the beach 3 years ago.”

“I-uh, I don’t…”

“You seriously don’t remember?” you scoffed, thinking he must be joking at this point because it was the first time you two had met; he must’ve remembered some of the conversation. You stood in front of him, deciding that it was now or never to show him; you deserved someone better than him if he repeated what he said 3 years ago. Pulling your pants down just enough to reveal the top of your leg, letting Ben finally see the reason you were so reluctant to get naked in front of him. You watched as his mouth open in confusion, and then realisation. “You called it ‘pretty unattractive’ and said how you thought I was hot before you saw it. It hurt Ben, a lot. Having a complete stranger point out and make fun of something that you can’t change. I put it aside at the beginning of our relationship because I really liked you and I hoped you changed; but I can’t help but be scared that you’ll still leave me. That’s why I didn’t want to get intimate yet, I’m sorry.” 

“No, no, no, I’m sorry” Ben mumbled, unable to comprehend a lot of what you had just said. He remembered what he had said, but he never realised how badly you took the words; he didn’t even consider the possibility of hurting you by saying it. He was an ignorant 20-something-year-old who only thought about sex and partying, and so he thought he was just ‘bantering’ as he would’ve called it back then. Watching the way it affected your feelings broke his heart; he had never meant to hurt you, and he never would want hurt you intentionally. “I-I never even considered how that may have made you feel. I don’t even remember much about that day; I can’t excuse what I said at all. I was probably trying to cover up my own insecurities or the fact that I thought you were really attractive. I can’t say sorry enough, but I really am and I want you to know that I think you are the most beautiful person on this planet. And I’m sorry that I made you feel any less than that, and if you decide you don’t want to love me anymore, I understand-”

“Ben.” you interrupted, seeing that he was also now on the brink of tears. He thought you wouldn’t love him. He thought you wouldn’t love him. Not the other way round like you had assumed this situation would go. You let out a small sigh of relief before walking to Ben, who was now sat hunched with his head in his hands. You threw your legs over his to straddle his lap, a common cuddling position for the two of you (one of your personal favourites, but Ben would always get afraid you’d be able to feel his semi every time) “I will always love you, I’m certain of it. I wouldn’t have let myself fall for you if I wasn’t willing to forgive you. I was scared that you wouldn’t love me, that you’d remember how disgusting I am and you’d leave. Trust me, I think this is the most sexually frustrated I’ve ever been, you are too fucking hot to spend all this time around and not get turned on.” you chuckled lowly, Ben joining in before shooting you a smirk and small wink; classic Ben humour. “I just… I let my insecurities get the best of me and that was my fault. I guess I only took it to heart because it was coming from you, usually I can brush those comments off.” 

“I’m really sorry, YN, I don’t know how I could make it up to you, I’m so sorry-”

“Ben, you seriously need to stop apologising” you giggled, cupping the soft skin of his cheek and stroking your thumb gently. He went to say it again, catching himself out and looking almost ashamed about it. “You said you wanted to make it up to me?”

“I-I would do anything YN, I love you.” he stuttered, almost surprised you were giving him a second chance as he looked up at you with his baby doll eyes. 

“I can think of one way you could, erm, make it up to me?” you muttered, beginning to become embarrassed with what you were saying. He seemed eager though, nodding his head urgently to urge you to say what was on your mind; “show me how much you love me?”

“I-erm, how? You want gifts? Hugs?” he rushed, but you just giggled at his obliviousness to what you were suggesting. 

“No, Ben. I want you to make love to me” you whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck before planting your lips firmly onto his in a moment of passion. He immediately returned the gesture, feeling relief you weren’t nearly as angry at him as he thought you’d be. 

“Now, that I can do” he mumbled against your lips, raising to his feet and hoisting your body so he could carry you upstairs. 

He vowed the love you forever, and always prove it in every way he could, including making love to you. And he did just that. 

[just-my-sickly-pride]

Hello! I don't know who to ask this, but do you know what happened to sweet-ladyy? (They wrote a BenxReader fic called Good Girl) They deactivated but I never found out why :(

Hello! You came to the right place to ask; Blake is a friend of mine. I won’t go into too many specifics, but essentially, Blake’s blog was causing her too much stress and anxiety, and, on top of that, she felt like it was just time to move on from that phase of her life. Hope that clears it up!

[mistrose23]

mistrose23′s masterlist

Multifandom

*= smut

Ben Hardy

Make me *

benxreader

word count: 8773

summary: the reader and ben are at a borhap party, when things are getting heated. ben takes the reader upstairs to teach her a lesson

Oscar Isaac

Happy birthday, mi amor

oscarxreader

word count: 7859

summary: It’s Y/N’s birthday, but it doesn’t go according to plan

Chris Evans

The Dungeon *

chrisxreader

series

summary: the reader reads rumors on social media about her boyfriend chris evans and decides to confront him about it

The Vamps

Brad Simpson

I love you

bradxreader

word count:4088

summary: a fluffy christmas/holiday fluff with brad and the boys

Game of Thrones

Daenerys Targaryen

I don’t deserve you

daenerysxreader

word count: 1516

summary: the reader helps dany who had a little bit too much to drink

Others / crossovers

Tony Stark x reader x John Wick

Come and get it *

tonyxreaderxjohn

series

summary: Y/N works with the Avengers when she gets an assignment to find an artifact for them. While searching for the item, she meets John Wick. She is in a friend with benefits relationship with Tony Stark, but what happens when she gets close with John?

UPDATED: 9 JANUARY 2020

[brownhardyho]

PSA: @wanderlustandsmut and I are collaborating on a BenXReader fic series and y'all ain't ready 😉

If you wanna be tagged, let us know fam!

[bluesfortheredj]

hey i have a request for ben :) could you write a benxreader oneshot where she’s somehow related to joe (could be as in family or just very close friends, maybe even ex gf) and she visits him and meets ben and they fall in love but they can’t tell joe otherwise he’ll get angry about it, but then he does find out and he’s super happy or something and it’s all just really cute and fluffy - might be funny if he walks in on them going at it or something if you’re writing smut? :)

Hello! Of course, I like this one a lot. I’ll put it on the list now! Will pepper in a little smut at the end for you ;) just be warned it may take a little while! :) 

[queenmaracasandlove]

Projects/Ideas

I don’t know how much I’m gonna be able to right in the next few weeks but I tried to write down all the main ideas I had right now not to forget them. So if everything’s fine I should write and publish in the next month or so:

- A RogerxReader Smut (planned for today actually)

- A RogerxReader kind of fluffly OS

- A RogerxReader angst story (possibly in more than one part)

- A BenxReader angst OS because why not

- A BenxReader very fluffly OS because we need balance here

- A BrianxReader Smut/fluffly OS 

I might add to that list if anything comes up but if I manage to write all of these that would already be a miracle. 

I know there’s mainly Roger and Ben here... but the stories come with a character in mind and I’m sorry my stupid brain is obsessed with talented blond English guys right now... Sorry

x- C

[m0etenchandon]

I saw you were taking requests and I was wondering if you could write something benxreader where she is bisexual, about the same age as him, and she's used to dating girls and Ben is the first guys she's with in years. She's a bit dominant and she's enjoying the fact that she can grow out her nails now.

Oh definitely getting to this eventually, love me some sub!Ben

[loserholland]

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Hi! Hello! So today marks the three month anniversary since I first uploaded the prologue of Elite! Who would’ve thought I’d be here writing this message! And who would’ve thought I’d be two chapters away from completing this series! The title came from the Netflix show Elite, the life styles are somewhat reflected on both Ben and the reader. But this series wasn’t originally gonna be a BenxReader fic, it was so close to being either a Peter Beale fic or Warren Worthington III fic. I spent the entire day brainstorming and switching who the character should be and settled for Ben. I also didn’t plan on continuing the series right away if he didn’t get 50 or more notes, though I woke up that morning with more than 200 notes and asks to be on the taglist and how they were excited for the series! So I can’t thank you loves enough for the love and support for Elite! I love you all so so much!

-Renity <3

[benhardyisdaddy]

Say Cheese

MASTERLIST 

(HELLO I HAD TO WRITE A LITTLE SOMETHING BASED OFF OF THIS GLORIOUS SOFT AF PIC SO I HOPE U ALL LIKE IT ILY <3)

Word Count: 1,516

“Do you think I could chug this whole pint in under a minute?”

Celebratory parties have become your new lifestyle. Elegant sceneries, fancy clothes and famous people. You absolutely loved the excitement of not knowing what would happen at some of those events. And to make matters even better, your date was your handsome boyfriend, Ben. But as much as you enjoyed those majestic occasions, sometimes a girl just needed a little more fun. For example, like going to your local bar with your boyfriend and letting loose. There were no paparazzi, dress codes or perfect manners. You could just be silly and laugh as loud as you wanted to. Ben needed this night out as much as you did. He was always so busy with meetings, rehearsals and interviews. So tonight would be amusing.

“Ben, no!” you say, slurring your words. “Don’t do that!”

He raises his eyebrows playfully and wiggles them. He brings the drink closer to his plump lips as you raise a brow, warning him not to. You can’t fight back a giggle as he stares at you while licking the rim a bit with his tongue, teasing you. You shake your head at him.

“Ben,” you warn. “Don’t.”

But before for you knew it, he leans his head back slightly and begins chugging the beer as fast as he could. You gasp as you laugh loudly at the scene in front of you.

“Ben!” you yell.

He finishes the drink half way and pulls it away from his mouth. He has a mouth full of beer as he tries not to laugh. He finally manages to swallow it as he looks up to you. Tiny droplets are running down his chin as he smiles a wide, toothy grin at you.

“Almost did it!” he exclaims, proud of himself.

You shake your head and take a step towards him, bring your hand up as you slowly wipe the fallen drink onto your finger. Ben watches you as you bring your finger to your mouth and suck it off. He opens his eyes wide a bit at your actions, your eyes batting at him seductively.

“Hence the word almost.” you tease.

Ben breaks away from his minor shock as he smiles and leans in to kiss you, allowing you to taste the alcohol he had just gulped. You giggle against his lips as he leans away and stumbles back a bit, catching himself by grabbing the edge of the bar. You reach out and grab his shirt, trying to steady him. He pauses and looks to you as the both of you burst out laughing. You two were beyond wasted. You take a step towards him and suddenly trip forward, leaning against him as he caught you. You once more burst out laughing. You could feel eyes on you, but you didn’t care. You were having fun with your lifetime best friend and couldn’t be any more happier.

“My feet stopped working.” you mumble, looking down at them.

“No,” Ben says, hiccuping. “Your brain did.”

You look up to him and laugh as you swat at his arm. His face was flushed, making his green eyes pop. You look down at his mouth and bring your finger up to his chin and gently swipe them across the stubble that was starting to grow. He leans his head down and tenderly kisses your hand. You blush at the sweet, intimate moment between the the two of you. It was as if nobody else was in the room. You smile and lean in to kiss him, his hand lingering on your lower back. You pull away as he raises his hand to your face and holds your chin.

“I don’t know if you know this,” he lightly mumbles. “But I’m too far gone.”

You hold back a laugh as you bite your lip.

“The glossy red eyes might’ve given that one away.” you tease. “Or maybe the way you can’t pronounce any of your words correctly.”

Ben narrows his eyes at you, knowing that you’re sassing him. He cups your face and leans down to kiss you once more, lingering his mouth over yours as your lips brush together.

“We should go.” he whispers.

You quickly nod in agreement and the two of you spin around and head for the front door. You slide your arm around his as you stumble outside and laugh. The cold, brisk air hits your face as you shiver. Ben looks around and raises his hand, making a cab pull up and stop. He opens the door and allows you to slide in first. Ben forgets your address for a moment, which makes you hunch over in laughter.

“Oh, shush!” he snorts.

The car ride goes by fast as your home comes into view. Ben pays the driver and hops out of the car, stumbling a bit. You grab his hand as you step out. The two of you can’t stop giggling as you attempt to walk to your front door. Ben brings the key to the lock, but struggles with it.

“Just put it in the slot.” you say.

“What do you think I’m doing!”

“Ben, you’re missing the keyhole!”

“Well then there shouldn’t be two of ‘em!”

“There’s not two of them!”

Ben finally gets the door opened and the two of you rush inside. He slams the door closed as you slip your heels off. Ben walks up to you and wraps his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. You smile and lean your head back slightly.

“Is it time for bed yet?” he asks, his hands sliding down your hips.

You smirk and press yourself against him. 

“I think it is.” you whisper.

***

The sun was bright and peeking through your curtains. A beam snuck through and landed on your eyes, stirring you from your sleep. You open your eyes and quickly squeeze them shut. A slight headache makes you groan and roll over to face Ben. Your movements cause him to yawn awake as a groan falls from him as well. You watch as he rubs his face with his hands and blink a few times, adjusting to the bright light. Ben exhales as he turns to look at you. You smile to him and at the sleepy look on his face. He looked so sweet and soft and you couldn’t help but reach your arm out and run it through his messy hair. He smiles back and suddenly reaches his hand up and grabs his head.

“Fuck…” he groans.

You scoot closer and kiss his cheek.

“Hungover?” you ask, obviously knowing the answer.

He looks back over to you with a sad frown on his face as he nods his head yes.

“You?” he whispers.

You slowly nod and mimic his sad frown, causing him to laugh. You sit up and pause, your head slightly spinning. Ben watches you and reaches a hand out.

“You okay?” he asks, worried.

You look back to him and smile. You slide from the bed as he watches confused. You walk over to your dresser and grab your camera that sits on top. You turn it on and look back to him. He raises a brow and watches as you stride over to him. You crawl back on the bed by him and straddle. He lays back down and watches as you crawl up him and stop, straddling his hips.

“Whatcha doing?” he asks.

You raise the camera and smirk.

“I need a picture.” you say.

Ben half laughs surprised and shakes his head as he covers his face.

“A picture!? Why? I look horrible!” he whined.

“You do not! You look adorably hungover and I need to capture this for forever. Now smile.”

Ben frowns as you lift the camera up and hover your finger over the button. You lean it down and frown.

“That’s not smiling.” you groan.

“I’m not smiling.” he says. “I can barely keep my eyes open.”

You roll your eyes and exhale as you raise the camera back up.

“Okay, fine. Just don’t frown, grumps. Say cheese!”

Ben chuckles and turns his head slightly, closing one eye and furrowing his brows a bit. He stretches his arm out, exposing his tattoo to you. You watch him through the lense and your heart swells up at how breathtaking he looks in this moment. You quickly snap the photo and smile as you lower the camera. Ben watches you as you pull up the photo and admire it. He runs his hands up and down your thighs as you look back down at him. You lean forward and kiss him quickly.

“Alright, done.” you whisper.

You go to un-straddle him, but Ben quickly sits up and lays you on your back as he hovers over you. You squeal as he grabs the camera from you and turns it back on. He slides a hand up your bare torso, sliding your shirt all the way up. You watch him and bite your lip as he lifts the camera up to look at you.

“We’re not done yet.” he says, smirking.

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[roaringroger]

Maybe the Night BenHardy! Roger x Reader.

Summary: Roger left you 4 years ago, leaving you heartbroken for he ended your long term relationship.

Warnings: i don't know if there will be any, i guess tissues, and a bit of angst.

Word count: i lost track

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" Y/N? " a voice called, turning you to face it.

It's him. It's roger, he came back.

He was gone for the last 4 years, not bothering to do any contact with you, but today he did. John, in the other hand, was happy to see you, very glad even. The past 4 years of you being sad, and question yourself on what did you lack of, he was there to comfort, your armour, your camaraderie, and your love.

You promised yourself not to love anyone anymore, aside yourself. But John changed the way you think of love and it was him you've finally found true happiness, and love.

" My love, as much as i want to hug you so tight, kiss your face multiple times, i really need to use the loo now, i can't risk me pissing my pants. " John told, as he breaks away from you, he mutters ' i'll be right back ' as he flee searching for the nearest comfort room.

You sat in the airport benches waiting for him. His bag was with you. As you were waiting for him, you heard the bench next to you creaked, signifying someone just sat down. You didn't bother to look, instead you tried busying yourself fumbling the hem of your shirt waiting for John.

" please look at me " he muttered lowly. This was scaring you, you know that if you looked at him, the pain you've felt 4 years ago would come back. The unbearable painful memories washes over you like a mixtape playing over and over again.

" p--please. stop " you pleaded, he scooted closer as you move farther. You didn't want to be near him anymore longer. Time ticks slower and slower for you the moment you felt his hand, cupped your face making you flinch away, and stand up from his gesture.

" Y/N, i-- i didn't mean to scare you, it's just, i missed you. I miss the way you laugh, the way your eyes sparkle when i look at you, i miss the way your fingers twirl my locks, i miss the way you hug me everytime i come home. I missed you. I never stopped loving you, i was such an asshole to ever let go such an amazing woman like you. i tried searching for girls, i did. But i never found anyone as unique and amazing and beautiful as you. I just wanted you, it was all you that i want, it was all you that i want to grow old with. But it was the opposite of what i promised you. " he stood up and held your hand, his thumbs caressing your knuckles and kissed it. " i promised you that i'll never be hurting you, never leave you, never made you cry. But i made all those by leaving you. Unannounced, and unaware.

" all i wanted was just to love you, Roger. But you never gave me the chance to do so. You left me! You left me hanging! i--i still kept your letters when we were together, i did. " his face lit up, his eyes started to pool down with beads of tears. " and you gave me reasons to burn it, to forget it. " he looked down, his face hopeless of winning you back. " but i kept our memories alive, even though i know it's painful. You made me happy, Roger. You did. Don't think so lowly of yourself. After you left me, i realized that, our relationship for 4 years wasn't labeled to you, i do not know what we even are, rog. Are we friends with benefits? are we flings? Honestly speaking, Roger. I thought we were something. But as a context clue, i just thought. " you started picking up, John's brown leather bag, and his luggage.

" We were inlove that time, Y/N. How could you not know? " he said in disbelief, his eyes red, and his eyes has the hint of rage.

" No, Roger. I was in love with you, and you weren't in love with me. I know that. I'll tell you why, we were young, we were naïve, unaware of what love is. " his breathing is heavy, his expression unknown, but you know one thing, he is in his peak of breaking down.

" I was and will always be in love with you, do you understand me? Y/N? Because whatever the media, the boys, or you, say that i didn't love you, or i have fallen out of love for you, that will never be true! Because you made me who i am today! You changed me! You love me! '' he was crying now. He was cupping your face. His long slim fingers made it's way your brown hair, his lips made contact with your forehead, your eyes, your nose, and your cheeks.

" always remember you are my love, my lady in the sea. " he's a sobbing mess, he tucked your stray hair behind your ear like he always does before, his baby blue eyes looking straight at your green orbs.

" My love, i will never stop loving you. " he said, your eyes threatened to spill the tears that was forming, your bags slowly turn red.

You leaned your head to his chest, hearing his heartbeat, he's sad, in awe even.

" thank you for letting me love you, rog. "

" Maybe the night holds something special to us soon. " you kissed his cheek, his hand that was intertwined with yours let go as you turn away and leave.

" sorry, love. the line was so long in men's comfort room. " John kissed your head and draoed his arms around you.

" it's alright. " you smiled at him.

You glanced back at the previous place you were in. Roger was still there, looking at you, and your boyfriend, John. He looks at you sadly.

You still love him. But you can't take the risk of hurting another one just to be with Roger again.

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#benhardyimagine #rogertaylorimagine #bohemianrhapsody #benxreader #rogerxreader #fiction

[spottedlekkudancer]

Masterpost

Mun: Hey lads. Long story short I have Executive Dysfunction. Not really and excuse to why I haven't touched any of my WIPs in a year, but at least you know why it happened now. I have one very hard ask to complete and several things to update including but not limited to: Same Heart, Lady of the Stars, and a new Dadalorian fic. Hopefully with working 12 hr days at a desk job I can still find the will to write. 

Series:

Passive Pursuit - You were never one for biting off more than you can chew, and yet you keep finding yourself in loads of trouble. Now you have several of the one percent-ers on your back paying out the ass to have you brought in by the best. DinXReader Part 1, 

 Lady of the Stars - You, a former student of Luke, have made a modest life in the smuggling profession. It’s not glamorous but it meets your needs. Staying out of trouble and under the First Order’s radar was a top priority of yours, but after you are cornered at the edge of the galaxy by the KOR you find your self lost on a primitive planet. Will your new found companions be able to help you off world before Ren comes for you or will you be stuck here forever?  StarWars Witcher Xover GeraltXReader Part 1,

Same Heart - You are a Colonel from the Battlecruiser Absolution now aboard Finalizer in an attempt to close a banking deal for the Order abroad. Not much has ever given you cause to seek a significant other before, however, when several people on the ship start taking a personal interest in you things may change. Kylo/MattXReaderXHux Part 1,  Part 2, Part 3, 

Drabbles and One Shots

Goatman - (Modern AU) You and Kylo head to the Old Alton Bridge to hunt for the legendary Goat Man. KyloXReader

Campfire - Ben Solo tries to ignore his uncle Luke as he tells scary stories to the other padawans.

Trick-or-Treat - It’s nearing an Autumn holiday on the planet where you are from and Hux catches you eating candy on the Bridge.

Under Control - (Modern AU) Luke is hosting a Dungeons and Dragons campaign at his Uncle Ben’s house.

Fallen - Reader is captured and detained by the First Order after coming out of seclusion. Her interrogation proves to be useless and Hux himself take it upon his duty to get her to cooperate. HuxXReader

Holograms - You arrive in Hux’s room at his command. Hux however is no where to be found. How will you cure your boredom. HuxXReader

Silence - You and Ben are two of Luke’s top students in his Jedi academy and have become quite close over the years. Close enough to assist one another with your most present fears. Fears that keep you both up at night. BenXReader

Headcanons and Asks

Pumpkin carving (OT)

Earth Jobs (OT)

[losers-party-imagines]

Would you be willing to write something about benxreader where the reader and bev are room mates and in college or they just share an apartment and he goes over one day. Maby with someother losers or just to see bev and he begins to have a really big crush on the reader and he is just super sweet and blushy everytime he goes over and the reader thibks that its the cutest thing ever and that he is rly sweet and cute.❤❤❤

my time has come -Max

You an Bev were college roommates, and then became apartment roommates finding the perfect place for the part-time worked both of you had and to get to school

“hey Y/N?” Bev asked from the shared kitchen with the phone on her hand

“yeah?” you looked up from the book to see where her voice came from

“could my friends come over next weekend? They’re from my old toen”

“sure thing” you responded looking back at your book, you didn’t mind Bev having her friends over, it was just you and her most of the time and she spoke about her childhood friends with a glitter in her eyes, how could you possibly say no to that, plus you can finally meet the losers club she talked about so much

when the weekend came there was a knock midday you went to answer it believing it was her friend

“Do we have the wrong house?” Stan inquired seeing you rather than Bev

“Are you here for Bev? If so she’s just out grabbing pizza for you guys” you told him and smiled nicely moving aside to let them in

“thank you” another male said and went in with the rest following closely

they made themselves at home and you offered drinks, assuring them that Bev should take no longer than 5mins maximum. You got to chat and asked them about little Bev and spoke how much they meant to her. In the end the tension in the air was one of lively old friends reuniting rather than strangers meeting for the first time. 

“Y/N I’m back!” Bev’s voice came from the front door, you swiftly got up to help her with the pizzas

“Welcome home Beverly” all the losers said and gave her a group hug

“guys, guys careful you’ll destroy me with the pizzas” she joked around

as they all cached up and chatted with you and her time went by slowly.

“so why the visit boys?” Bev said in between bites

“this fucker is going to attend your college this fall semester” Richie said patting the back of Ben who nearly chocked on his soda

“that’s so cool” you said with a smile causing the boy to blush

“sure is, I got a scholarship so we all came by to see the place” Ben said 

“So you’ll join us, campus of apartment, you can stay her we have an extra room if you want” Bev told him

“lucky Ben” Mike jestered

“umm, I actually have a place near by paid by the scholarship, but I do want to come and visit you guys” Ben said

the talk continued into the late hours of the night, Ben said that the losers also came by to help him unpack, but that the moving truck didn’t come until tomorrow so you and Bev offered them to stay for the night

“everyone has pillows and a blanket?” you asked looking at the men on the carpet

“We’re good Y/N” Bill said

“well then, goodnight boys” Bev said and turned the lights off

when the morning came, you and Bev offered to help the boys unpack Ben’s stuff and tidy up the place. Soon after it was time to say goodbye to your new friends, leaving a bittersweet feeling, but they all promised to come back

As fall came by you saw Ben regularly in your campus and even had certain classes with him, a sweet boy who would open you a chair for you to sit, chivalry wasn’t dead after all. Study sessions with him and Bev were also a regular occurrence. 

But this time you and Ben had to study while Bev was working the late shift, you took a break and browsed through Ben’s music collection

“sweet music Ben, Bev was right you do have great taste” you said causing the young man to blush and stammer a shy thank you

Ben was always like that with you, you found it cute that he would get shy, its something you really liked about him, never putting a more rougher appearance but rather a thoughtful and caring person

what you didn’t know is that Ben had a big crush on you, and Bev offered to be her wingman for him. It was nice that you were friendly, he felt at ease and admired you for that.  Maybe later on he will get the chance to tell you his feelings, but for now he has to plan for that moment to be perfect for someone as stunning as you

[godknowsqueen]

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