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borhapparker · 5 years

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burning hearts | firefighter!ben hardy x firefighter f!reader

summary: stumbling across a burning building, you come face to face with a very good looking firefighter, who not only takes your breath away, but manages to save you after a wannabe-hero stunt goes wrong.

a/n: the ending is sucky,, im so sorry,, but enjoy nonetheless!

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‘Well, there goes an hour I will never get back’ you think to yourself as you walk out the restaurant, the coldness enveloping you as you adjust your jacket around you.

The date that your friend had set you up with could’ve gone better, seeing as the guy never showed up. She had told you that he was a good guy, someone she used to like and was never late.

‘A gym freak too, c’mon Y/n, you’ll love him!’ she had said.

You pulled your phone from the back pocket of your jeans, opening up the messages with your friend before texting her four words you had engraved in your brain over the hour-wait. I told you so.

As you walked towards the direction of your house, you heard screaming, and.. a smell. A distinct odor wafted in your direction as you looked up, noticing people running towards something. Your curiosity got the better of you as you slipped your phone in your pocket, heading over in the direction you saw people running to.

Your eyes widened at the sight, the sudden warmth enveloping you as you gasped audibly. A fire had consumed most of the third and fourth floor of an apartment complex, as you looked around, noticing people pointing and on the phone. In the distance, you heard the sirens of a fire truck as you quickly ran across, asessing the damage the fire had done to the building.

In your mind, you knew what to do already. You had been prepared for this kind of thing, seeing as it has been your job for the past three years. The only reason you were in LA was for a transfer that was supposed to happen in two days, but seemed like destiny wanted it to happen tonight.

“Does anyone have a rag and a water bottle?” you asked around as everyone shook their heads, some too preoccupied to pay you any attention. The sirens were louder now, as you heard the screech of wheels before turning around, and spotting the firefighters quickly getting out of their truck, one grabbing the hose and another slipping on a mask. They turned to their captain, as you eyed one of the masks on the side of the engine, before running over and grabbing it.

“Hey! What are you-” you tuned out their voices as you slipped off your purse and slipped the mask over your face.

Without another word, you ran into the building, the screaming intensifying as the crowd watched you run into the burning building. Taking deep breaths, you ran up the stairs, before reaching a closed door. Hovering your hand over the knob to determine the level of the fire, you realized it was cold, as you gripped it and swung the door open, the smoke engulfing your line of vision. You moved quickly, running down the hall as you helped people to the door, instructing them to run downstairs and outside as quickly as possible.

A young woman, in her early twenties, had a rag placed over the head of her child as she almost fell running to the door, as you grabbed her arm and helped her. Someone took your place as you turned, noticing the familiar uniform of the captain.

“What are you doing? Get out of here!” he screamed at you as you shook your head, determination coursing through your veins as you helped them get the civilians out of the building.

A young boy shielded his eyes from the smoke, screaming out for his mom as you ran over to him, unstrapping the mask from your face before slipping it over his and pointing to the door. With the material of your blouse, you covered your mouth and nose, before helping them with the rest of civilians. The barks of a dog were heard in the distance as you ran, kicking down the door of an apartment as a puppy was hunched over on the other side. Your instincts kicked in, your arms wrapping around the body of the puppy before taking off int he opposite direction, holding the puppy close to your body as you ran downstairs and outside, the fire being contained by the firefighters.

Placing the puppy down, you took off again, helping everyone else as a mother turned to you, eyes wide in fear and tears streaming down her face. Her arms clutched yours as you turned to her.

“My daughter! She’s upstairs in her room! She’s deaf, and didn’t hear the alarm go off! Please help her!” you nodded as she told you the apartment number, “56B.”

Taking off up the stairs, you took two at a time, before covering your nose and mouth again. Looking at the placards on the doors, you got closer, as the smoke burned your eyes and blocked your vision.

49A, 50A, 51B, 52A, 52B, 53A, 54B, 55A, 55B, 56B

Heading to the door, you quickly kicked it down, noticing a little girl hunched over on the floor, covered in soot as you quickly tapped her. She looked up, coughing vigorously as you instructed her to cover her mouth and nose before you pushed her out the door and she ran.

Running around the apartment, you looked at the other rooms, making sure there was no one there as you started coughing.

The smoke had gotten into your lungs as you struggled to breathe, your brain going into autopilot as you tried to get out as quick as possible. Suddenly, a piece of wood from the ceiling came falling down as it blocked your exit. Your eyes widened in fear as you covered your mouth and coughed again.

It seemed like there was no way out, before you heard yelling.

LAFD! Is there anyone here?

You turned to the sound of the voice over the crackling of fire as you uncovered your mouth and screamed as loud as you could. Footsteps got closer as it got harder to breathe and you dropped to your knees.

At the entrance of the apartment, blue eyes scanned the perimeter, before he made his way inside, ax in hand and his partner behind him. Turning, he followed his instincts, his partner heading in the opposite direction and taking the ax with him.

His eyes scanned the room, before noticing a spot of color on the ground, a piece of wood in the way of him. Craning his neck, he noticed you, the girl who had stolen their mask, struggling to breathe as he called out to his partner.

“One more!”

His partner brought the ax down onto the piece of wood as it broke, before he made his way over, quickly picking you up in his arms and pressing your face against his jacket. He ran out of the apartment, his partner close behind as he headed to the stairwell, and outside.

His feet took him straight to the paramedics outside, as he placed her down in the ambulance, a nurse heading to her straight away and placing an oxygen mask over her mouth.

He slipped off his mask and coughed, as another gave him a mask, breathing in the clean air into his lungs. His blue eyes scanned her, looking for anything that might indicate she was hurt as his gaze found nothing before he neared her. His footsteps alerted her as she looked up, hand on the mask against her mouth as she slightly smiled at him.

Pulling the mask from her face, she tried to speak as she coughed before placing it over her mouth and breathing in. “Thank you,” her voice came out muffled as he nodded in return.

His captain walked over, concern etched on his features as he looked at her with anger and confusion. “What the hell was that and who are you?”

She placed a finger up, as they waited for her. She breathed in and out before taking the mask off. “Are you Captain Lee?” she asked as he nodded, “Y/n Y/l/n, at your service.”

“You’re the firefighter who’s supposed to join us in two days?” he asked, as she nodded, placing the mask over her mouth once more. “Well, that was a hell of an introduction.”

Nodding, you kept breathing the clean oxygen as the firefighter by your side did the same.

“Y/n, you won’t be coming in till next week and that’s an order.” Captain Lee said as you nodded in confirmation, turning to the blue-eyed firefighter who had rescued you. “Oh, this is Ben Hardy. He’s part of the crew.”

He stuck his hand out as you shook it, smiling and nodding. “Thank you,” you coughed out as he smiled.

Both of you let go, as you sat down on the edge of the ambulance, Ben taking a seat next to you. He looked at you, as you leaned on his shoulder, the adrenaline spike dying down as your eyes slowly started to close. His arm went over your head and around your shoulder, bringing you closer to him as you absorbed the warmth his body was producing, all while inhaling clean oxygen, trying to get your lungs to work again.

Ben felt grateful to get the chance to hold an angel, even if said angel was covered in soot and trying to get her lungs to work again. He enjoyed the feeling of another body close to his, given as to how long he had been deprived of said feeing. Being a firefighter was never easy, knowing his job was dangerous and life-threatening was another reason he never gave himself time to enjoy the little things.

But with you in his arms, he pushed away those thoughts and let himself live for just a couple more minutes.

The team managed to soothe the flames, sparks of the fire slowly turning to embers as the water calmed the chaos. Yet, the burning in your heart remained, as long as Ben was by your side.

Fire has always been seen as something dangerous, risky, and sometimes even fueled to kill. Yet, fire also symbolized the energy given to someone courageously stepping towards transformation. Transformation, wether good or bad, can mean change.

And who knows, maybe change may be a good thing.

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megalony · 4 years

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Shattered

This is a firefighter! Ben Hardy imagine that will have a follow up part soon, I hope you all enjoy it. There is angst and injury mentions in this part.

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Ben Hardy masterlist

Part 2

Summary: Whilst Ben is on a job at a collapsing building, he finds out (Y/n) and their son are there and tries to protect them but he can’t stop them all from getting injured.

Enjoy.

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"Whatever, it's fine Ben it doesn't matter-"

"Yes it does, it matters a lot to me (Y/n) because I've never missed a scan before. I want to be there and I want to take Tommy to his game in the afternoon but I can't swap my shift." There was a knowing look in (Y/n)'s eyes that made Ben's expression harden. They had three boys together and up to now Ben hadn't missed any of the scans during each pregnancy, despite the odd and gruelling shifts he worked. But tomorrow he simply couldn't go because he had to work and no one had been able to swap the shift with him.

"You can be at the next one Ben, it really doesn't matter. The job always comes first, right?" (Y/n) quipped back, but her response only caused Ben's brows to raise and his jaw to lock.

"Now that's not fair." Ben's voice was unusually now and with his words being quiet as not to disturb the toddler on his chest, his words sounded menacing. Ben would admit that his job was important to him, it was a vital job that he had been doing for ten years but it wasn't the most important thing in his life. Ben would always put his family first but the point was he had to work tomorrow and if something went wrong at the scan (Y/n) could always call him and he would try and leave as quickly as possible. It was the first time this had happened when they were having a scan.

"Isn't it? You haven't been able to go to half of Tommy's games, it was me who had to leave work to take Billy to the doctor, not you and we were damn lucky my water broke when it did with James or you wouldn't have been there for the birth. I'm not angry Ben because it's just a scan, its routine and we've done it before but we both know the job comes first a lot of the time."

(Y/n) knew she would be rivalling with Ben's job the moment she got together with him and it was always okay because he saved lives. Ben put his life on the line to help others and sometimes (Y/n) did worry he would get hurt badly or not come home at all. But she knew being a fireman was the only thing Ben wanted to do and he was good at his job so she was proud. But the job was almost as important as his family and even though that was understandable, sometimes it did hurt.

"No, that's not fair because when you had your operation I got two weeks off at two days notice so I could be home with the boys. When Tommy broke his leg I was the one who took him to A&E instead of going to work and when you had your accident when you were pregnant with him I left work and came straight home to you. The job always comes second to you and the boys and you know it."

Tilting his head down from looking at (Y/n), Ben looked at the two year old asleep in his arms. Billy had his head resting on Ben's shoulder and his arms curled up against his chest, when he fell back asleep Ben didn't have the heart to put him into bed. He just stayed holding him because he had to get ready and go to work in a few minutes.

"(Y/n) I don't want to argue, I'm sorry but on the next scan I'll be there and I'll take Tommy to his next game in three weeks. Can you take Billy now, I need to get ready?" Ben tipped his head to the side, his eyes sorrowful but he felt a small swell of relief in his chest when (Y/n) nodded before approaching him.

Biting her lip, (Y/n) carded her fingers gently through Billy's hair as she leaned her head on Ben's chest, feeling his free arm wrap around her waist to pull her a bit closer.

"Text me when you've finished and I'll see you tonight." (Y/n) reached over and gently eased Billy into her arms before she quickly pecked Ben's lips. Their gazes stayed interlocked for a few more seconds before (Y/n) slowly left the room to go and settle Billy back down to bed since it was still early in the morning and he was now fast asleep.

"Tommy, I need my shoes back buddy, give 'em here." Heading down the stairs, Ben sat on the bottom step before he motioned for his eldest to walk over to him when he came in sight down the hall. Ben watched with a smile as Tommy slowly waddled over to him, trying his best to walk in his dad's shoes that were far too big for his small feet. When he reached Ben, he stood by his side and kicked the shoes from his feet so they were resting in front of Ben.

Ben's shifts were all twelve hours a day, four days a week but he still had to leave home early so that when he got to work he could put his overalls on and grab his protective equipment. Then when he finished his shift he took longer because he got changed and showered at work rather than driving home covered in smoke and grime. It was tough, but it was Ben's job and he wouldn't choose to do anything else.

"Why are they like that?" Tommy leaned his head on the banister as he tapped Ben's shoe with his toe to signal what he meant.

"So I don't burn my feet, bud, or in case anything falls on them so it won't hurt." Ben tapped his knuckles against the top of his boot to show how tough the material was which he was very thankful for. Ben had to walk into burning buildings and step in or around fires so his boots had to be made of material that wouldn't catch fire easily and that wouldn't melt or burn his feet. They also had to be strong so that if any bricks or wood or items fell on him, they wouldn't crush his feet and stop him from getting to safety.

"Why aren't mine like that?" Tommy watched Ben tying up his boots before he stood up and slung his bag over his shoulder, checking that his keys were in his pocket.

"What fires do you normally walk into, buddy?" Ben smiled, trying to refrain from laughing because he didn't want Tommy to think he was being rude when he was only curious. "Right, I'll see you tonight before you go to bed, your mum's gonna take you out today so you be good, okay?" Ben leaned down when Tommy wrapped himself around his legs, humming in agreement before he begrudgingly moved back to let Ben leave. Tommy huffed quietly, knowing that whenever Ben left to go to work at night or when he got home at night it meant it would soon be his bedtime.

"Bye dad."

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"I don't like this Joe, the whole place is about to go." Ben spoke into the radio hooked to his left shoulder as he cast his eyes around his sector of the ground floor car park. The fires in this multi-story car park and shopping centre were on one side of the building and it made the whole thing unsteady and Ben felt like he was going to be crushed at any given moment. Ben's team were needed to try and get people out whilst Joe's team were concentrating on the fires that were still going.

But Ben didn't like the feel of this because the fire meant that the building was collapsing on one side and that normally led to the whole thing breaking down. Ben knew that the building was far too big for everyone to get out safely before something happened but they had to try.

Turning to look over to his right, Ben nodded silently at Sammy before the pair hurried in different directions, both of them picking up speed when they could hear the building trembling. The fires on this floor were minimal but the number of cars suggested people might come down here trying to get out.

"Ben, pull your team out it's too risky. Let search and rescue take over when they get here." Joe knew it was getting to a point where Ben's team were going to be put at substantial risk when they weren't designated to getting everyone out. They didn't have the equipment or protocol to stay and act as a rescue team, it was safer for Ben and his team to get out and then help put out the fires from the outside.

Just as Ben was about to agree, he reached out to his right to steady himself against the wall when the building started to tremor.

"Dad?!"

That one word made Ben feel like the building had already collapsed onto him and crushed him entirely. They couldn't be here, not now, not today not right this moment in time. Ben couldn't have any of his family here in this building or anywhere near this place when it was about to go down.

"No, no no what are you doing here?"

A course of curse words flooded past his lips on repeat as he flung himself from the wall and across the unsteady ground that felt like it was going to give way beneath his feet. Ben's eyes were locked on Tommy who was trying to run but he was wobbling. The moment Ben reached him he wasted no time in scooping him up and holding him to his chest, pressing his hand to the back of Tommy's head as his eyes darted around to look for (Y/n).

"Where's your mum? Are James and Billy with you? Tommy tell me quickly where are they?!" Ben didn't know if (Y/n) had brought the boys with her or if she was just out with Tommy and James and Billy were with her parents like they were supposed to be. (Y/n) wasn't meant to be here, she never said she was bringing Tommy here, Ben thought she was going across town today.

Why did they have to be here?

"M-mum's behind me... t-the boys aren't with us." Tommy tucked his head into Ben's neck as much as he could with Ben's safety helmet and his thick florescent jacket being in the way. (Y/n) had been right behind him until he spotted Ben and made a beeline for him.

"Ben, are you on your way out yet? The place is gonna go down any minute, the foundations are ruined." Joe's voice over the radio was barely heard due to the rumbling sound the building was creating and the panic that could be heard from miles away.

"I can't get out yet, my family's on this floor!"

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A choked breath mixed with a moan escaped Ben's mouth as his eyes violently flew open like he had been resuscitated. His head jolted up before slamming back down against the concrete floor when he realised his body was far too weak and paralysed from unconsciousness to move.

Where was he? He was on the ground floor level, he remembered going down and knowing it was a bad idea before the concrete walls started to shake and the world turned black.

How long had it been? He didn't know.

Was he alone? Sammy was on the other side of the floor, but he might have gotten out when Joe told the team to retract. But Ben was still here... oh God, Tommy and (Y/n) had been down here with him the moment the place started to crumble like it was the end of the world. Hundreds more questions started to circle through Ben's mind but he couldn't focus on any of them other than needing to find where his wife and son were.

It wasn't dark.

As Ben tried to open his eyes and focus his vision, he realised that there was still light creeping into this level despite half of it being collapsed. The electrics would have surely become severed and broken so to have light meant there was part of the walls that were broken enough for the outside to creep in. That was a good sign.

When his vision managed to focus properly, Ben choked on his breath when he realised that he was laid on his side with his arms cocooned around Tommy who was squashed against his chest. Ben was relieved he seemed to have fallen- or maybe he laid down himself, in this position because if he fell on top of Tommy he would have crushed him. And if he fell with Tommy on top of him and something fell down on them, it would crush Tommy first and presumably worse than it would Ben.

Trying to keep his breathing calm and slow, Ben counted each breath he took until he was no longer on the verge of panicking as his eyes focused on his eldest boy. His vision narrowed and he held his breath so he could try and focus on Tommy and Ben felt tears welling in his eyes when he knew his boy was breathing rather normally considering the shock he must have gone through.

A shuddering breath left Ben's lips as he relished in holding his boy before he dared to look around and try to find (Y/n). Ben couldn't remember if she had been close by or a distance away, he didn't know if he had been holding onto her as well or if she had been out of his reach.

Ben's eyes soon latched onto his wife's frame only a few feet away from him, she was also laid on her side and thankfully had her front facing Ben. Even when he narrowed his eyes, he couldn't quite tell if her chest was moving and with the sirens and screams and ringing sounds, Ben couldn't hear how she was breathing. But he was certain he could see the muscles and skin around her neck moving and pulling inwards suggesting that she was breathing. He kept watching her for a few more minutes before he noticed her hand twitch and he nodded to himself that she was alive.

That was all he could ask for at this moment. He didn’t dare let his mind think about what was happening with the baby after something like this, they were only five months along and thinking of the results of this kind of event made Ben want to be sick.

As he took calming breaths, Ben tried to think what kind of training he had received for this kind of situation, but he'd never been in this situation before and his training had been years ago. The refresher courses didn't do any good and the last one of those had been at least seven months previous. Deciding he would have to try and make it up as he went along, Ben knew the first thing to do was try and see what injuries he and Tommy had and if he could move or not.

He slowly moved his fingers, feeling the gloves over his hands were grazing against rubble and gravel. When he curled his fingers into his palms, he knew he hadn't broken any knuckles or fingers which was a good start. He moved his focus onto his arms which he tensed before pulling tighter around Tommy. Ben could feel the burns and when his left arm started shaking, he figured it was a rather bad burn. But nothing broken yet.

Raising one hand, Ben slowly grabbed the helmet and visor resting on his head and moved his head to take it off. He knew it was safer to keep it on in case any rubble fell but right now he didn't want it constricting him. He cracked his neck side to side and felt very little strain there which was also good.

Trying to shuffle his weight back just a little, Ben very slowly and gently unravelled his arms from Tommy without moving his boy very much at all. When his arms were free, Ben rolled onto his back and then removed the thick padded gloves that made it hard to bend his fingers, Ben then trailed his hands over his upper body.

His overalls were ripped, burnt and hot to the touch and when he moved his hands down to his chest he hissed and jolted against the concrete when he felt at least two ribs on his right side that were either fractured or broken. Now his breathing felt like it was beginning to hurt now he was aware of the pain he was beginning to notice. Moving his hands lower, he grazed only his fingertips against his body so he wouldn't apply any pain or pressure to any injuries he had.

His torso felt strained and bruised but nothing major. Moving his hands to the floor, he felt around him for any bricks or lumps of concrete before he pressed his flat palms to the ground in order to sit himself up.

Ben took a moment to control his breathing and ride out the dizziness in his head before he dared to check over his legs. His right leg had a rather blistering burn to his upper thigh and the way it sizzled like he was sitting on a barbecue made Ben guess it had reached the muscle.

"Shit."

He left the burn alone, not having any water or gauze to clean it with anyway, so he focused on trailing his hands lower down his body.

He'd dislocated his left knee, great.

But when Ben looked at his legs, a sound resembling a moan escaped his lips before he groaned and felt himself beginning to cry without shedding any tears. There was a chunk of concrete like one of the pillars holding up the ceiling and it was laid on Ben's right ankle, cutting off his sight of his foot.

For two, maybe three minutes, Ben sat choking on dust and air wondering if it had gone completely through his ankle and chopped off his foot. Without being able to see his foot or being able to see the damage to his ankle, it felt possible that his foot was no longer connected to his leg. But Ben could feel his whole leg twitching and it didn't feel like his foot wasn't there, so surely it had to be, right?

Ben found it horrifying that he could feel no pain in his leg other than his blistered thigh. He wasn't suffering agonising pain from his ankle bone clearly being crushed by concrete, nor were his nerves shooting with pains or his muscles twitching and spasming with pain. His leg just felt numb from the knee down.

Trying to ignore his own injuries when he heard Tommy lowly groaning, Ben tried to turn to the left but he ended up laying back down on his side to ease the pain he was feeling. He gently brushed Tommy's hair from his eyes that were just beginning to flutter open like butterfly wings. He took a moment to adjust and look at Ben before hi pupils blew wide and a strangled breath escaped his bleeding lips.

The eight year old's breathing started to increase and he began to shake as a silent cry escaped his lips making it clear that his memory was sharp and coming back to him quickly.

"Sshh, hey, hey I'm here buddy. I'm here and I've got you, it's gonna be okay I promise." Ben brushed his hand over Tommy's face, knowing his voice was scratching but he hoped he could still calm him down. He kissed Tommy's forehead and continued to brush his hand over his features to calm him down, listening as his breathing calmed down but he started to choke on wails. "I'm here, you're okay."

Tommy reached his hand up and clung to Ben's arm for a few minutes until his wails turned to sniffs and gasps for a proper breath.

"Tommy, baby I need to check you over to see where you're hurt. I'm gonna turn you on your back, just tell me if anything hurts, okay?" Ben took Tommy's hand to keep him calm when he sat up before he gently eased Tommy over onto his back.

Ben felt something stabbing his chest when he realised he'd called Tommy baby like he used to when he was younger and he didn't revolt against the term. It was a pet name Ben used for (Y/n) and all the boys but Tommy started to say he was too old to be called that, but right now he didn't seem to bother, if anything it seemed to reassure him.

Ben slowly let go of Tommy's hand so he could check him over, wincing when Tommy let out a cry when Ben touched his left shoulder which felt dislocated. Ben tried to breathe slowly and calmly to get Tommy to copy him as he continued to check him over, noting that he had at least two broken or fractured ribs and his right leg felt both blistered and broken. But he didn't feel any pain around his torso or chest other than bruising which was a good sign that he might not have any internal injuries.

"Okay, I'm gonna sit you up, put your shoulder in place and then sort out my knee, okay?"

"Daddy don't... i-it's okay please-"

"It'll hurt a lot less if I put it back in place, I know what I'm doing I swear. Count to three for me baby, please." Ben eased Tommy up before reaching around to hold onto his shoulder. He knew it was going to hurt but he also knew leaving it out of its socket would be a bad idea if they had to get themselves out of here because he could catch his shoulder and make it worse.

"O-one... two-" Tommy cut himself off with a piercing scream when Ben pushed his arm straight up and they both heard it popping back into its socket. It was better to do it when he wasn't expecting it and get it over with.

"Good lad, now you just sit there for a minute, okay?"

Placing one hand on his left thigh, Ben held his lower leg with the other hand and closed his eyes for a few seconds as he calmed himself down. He'd done this before with someone else's knee, but not to himself. But he couldn't move or bend his knee if it was popped out of the joint and at some point he needed to check on his shattered ankle. Drawing in a deep breath through gritted teeth, Ben opened his eyes, focusing his gaze on his knee as he held his breath deep in his lungs.

One... two... three.

Curse words flowed freely from his chapped lips along with a scream of pain when he heard the sickening pop telling him that he'd done it.

Turning his head, Ben looked over at Tommy who was cringing from the scene and the sound he just witnessed and tears were now streaking down his face that was covered in grime and dust. But when Tommy moved his head and caught sight of (Y/n), Ben's voice caused him to quickly look back at his dad.

"Hey, eyes over here. Your mum's okay, she's just unconscious like we were a bit ago. When I sort my foot out, I'm gonna go and make sure she's okay and then we'll get out of here, it's gonna be fine I swear." Ben didn't want Tommy to sit and stare at (Y/n) because he would upset himself and convince himself that she wasn't okay. Ben didn't want Tommy to torture himself looking at (Y/n) knowing that he couldn't help, nor did he want Tommy to go and sit with her in case she had any injuries that he would be able to see.

Pressing his hand under his knee, Ben pulled it until his knee was bent up and he could shuffle closer and bend his other knee to get as close to his damaged ankle as possible. The boulder crushing his limb wasn't too extensive, it wasn't very long in length and it was rather thin which he guessed was a good thing. Daring to lean his head over the boulder, Ben sighed in utter relief when he saw his foot on the other side. He had truly believed he would look over to see a severed limb looking back at him. His foot was bent to the left at an odd angle and Ben didn't have to move the boulder to know that the bone of his ankle would be shattered.

Without even thinking, Ben moved his cautious hand to try and touch his foot that was clad in his boot but to his utter surprise, his foot jerked at the contact which made his ankle move under its constraint of the boulder.

Ben tried to swallow a howl at the sudden agony he felt when a shooting nerve sprung to life in his ankle and bolted all the way up his leg. Now he could feel the pain instead of the numbness. He tried to think what he was going to do and how to get his foot free and as he leaned his head to the side to assess his ankle, he noticed there might just be enough room to bend his foot and slide it under.

"Tommy, can you shuffle over here for me?" Ben cocked his head to the side, watching as Tommy slowly dragged himself over whilst trying not to move his broken leg too much. But when he looked over at Ben's ankle, more tears fell from his eyes and he started to whimper.

"D-daddy, y-your..." He couldn't seem to find the words he was thinking of so he just pointed at the sight that made him feel sick.

"I know it looks bad, but baby I need you to help me. I need you to lean over and help push my foot under the concrete, I can't get it free on my own."

Tommy violently shook his head, trying to retreat but Ben reached over and grabbed hold of his hand. His eyes were pleading, he wouldn't ask this if he could do this on his own. Ben didn't want his boy to see him in pain or witness this but there was no way Ben could bend his damaged foot the other way and push it under the boulder as well as trying to lift the boulder enough to slot his foot free.

"Baby I need your help or else I can't go and help your mum. Please?" Tommy started to shake but he finally relented and nodded. "Good boy, all you have to do is bend my foot to the other side and then push it when I tell you to, okay?"

Tommy turned his head to the side when he shuffled closer to the boulder and Ben could see his stomach churning and his throat tightening like he was going to be sick. He rested his left arm over the boulder and held onto Ben's boot, slowly pushing it like he was moving the hand of a clock into the right position but the noise Ben's ankle made caused Tommy to wail. He shivered and shrunk down when Ben growled through gritted teeth and snapped his eyes closed, he had to try and be strong but the pain was making it very hard.

Moving his hands, Ben slipped his gloves back on before he slotted his hands under the small gap the boulder had left. His arms started to shake and he felt his stomach muscles tightening when he pulled up the boulder before nodding for Tommy to push his foot.

Ben tried his best to pull his leg back but it was harder than he thought when his whole leg was numb to the point he could barely feel it. When the edge of his boot barely scraped past the boulder Ben let it drop against the floor before he leaned back on his hands and tipped his head back, closing his eyes tightly. Now the weight was gone Ben could feel every inch of skin and every nerve pulsing and tingling in his ankle like it was coming back to life and he knew it would only be a matter of minutes before the pain started to arise.

"Good lad." Ben breathed through the words as he tried to stop himself from becoming light-headed.

When he dared to examine his ankle, Ben knew he would be lucky if his foot would survive with how shattered the bone was, it looked like his ankle had been flattened and there was a piece of bone poking through the skin that was oozing blood like a small river.

"Tommy, baby you stay there and I'm gonna go see to your mum, I'll be right there you won't lose sight of me for a second I promise."

"O-okay."

When Tommy nodded, Ben managed a tight-lipped smile before he slowly rolled over so that he was resting on his front. He knew it would be easier to crawl over rather than try and stand with a shattered ankle and a dislocated knee, the pain would be too intense to bear. As Ben started crawling over to (Y/n), he started to wonder how long it would be before search and rescue got here and got them out.

There were countless other people trapped here who needed to escape but Ben was praying that since they were on the ground floor, they would be seen to quicker.

They needed help.

#ben hardy #ben x reader #ben hardy imagine #imagine #BoRhap #joe mazzello #dad! ben #firefighter #shattered

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zestysexmachinefromzanzibar · 5 years

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Remind me why I decide to watch Only The Brave at 2:22 am when I have school the next day, a test to study for, and need to be asleep?

Ben Hardy as a firefighter, right!

#ben hardy #only the brave #im gonna have so much emotions #but ben #as an american firefighter #looking like a country boy #physically cannot stay away #someone let him know i exist and would love him forever #him and that big blue jeep #and the flannel #ugh my heart #and that american accent is to die for

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lunastar92 · 6 years

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Ben Hardy with fans in Paris for Fashion Week.

#bohemian rhapsody #queen #ben hardy #roger taylor #paris fashion week #fans #6 underground #parkour #x men apocalypse #angel #archangel #warren worthington the third #eastenders #peter beale #only the brave #firefighter #ben jones

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buckyownsmylife · 3 years

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eyre’s first anniversary challenge

In celebration of another follower milestone (thanks, you guys!) and my first year publishing my writing on tumblr, I figured it’s be nice to make another one of these! I had so much fun the first time around, I can only hope you guys will feel the same way, too!

Yet again, this is exclusively for smut writers! But you all will have a few different categories of prompts to choose ✌ And to make it even more fun, I’ve made some wheels too! Thanks @iraot for starting this trend and @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog and @iwantutobehapppier for making yours too! (Go check out their challenges, btw - so great for when you’re in a writing rut!)

And the categories are... (the wheels are linked in the name of each category)

AUs - the male character has to be the one that falls under this category

Firefighter

Spy

FBI

Bodyguard

Priest

Sugar daddy

Artist

Musician

Nanny

Lumberjack

Politician

Boxer

Father’s Best friend

Best friend’s father

Mechanic

Trucker

Knight

Lawyer

College

Porn star

Kinks

Breeding kink

dirty talk

angst-to-smut (or what I affectionately refer to as smangst and Emma calls it breaking my heart then stitching it back together)

exhibitionism

voyeurism

porn with plot (or what @lifeofrileyp calls emotionally invested smut)

daddy kink

throatfucking

spanking

choking

praise kink

anal

begging

creampie

overstimulation

protective/possessive/jealous

public sex

threesome

(thank you to all the anons who helped me set up this list + my discord gang, as always)

Characters accepted - let’s call this a category because I made a wheel for it too

Aaron Hotchner

Andy Barber

August Walker

Ben Barnes

Bruce Banner

Bruce Wayne

Bucky Barnes

Captain Syverson

Chris Evans

Dean Winchester

Harry Styles

Henry Cavill

Jake Gyllenhaal

John Winchester

Lee Bodecker

Loki Lauffeyson

Logan Howlett

Sebastian Stan

Spencer Reid

Steve Rogers

Tom Hardy

Tom Hiddleston

Walter Marshall

Now here are some rules:

You must choose at least one character (duh), one AU AND one kink

x fem!reader insert only this time around

I will not accept your submission if you’re under eighteen - you shouldn’t even be in my blog, ffs

No word limit, the longer the better - but use a read more break or I will not reblog your post, I’m serious.

I’m asking for no Noncon this time. Dubcon is accepted, but no incest, underage participants, or bathroom-related kinks.

Tag me in your work and if possible, send it to me through here! Just so I’m 100% sure I won’t miss it (we all know how tumblr can be…).

You have until July 31st, the day I celebrate my one year as a writer on Tumblr and also the birthday of my beloved Emma. Go send her a love message while you’re at it!

I’ll reblog every fic with a comment and create a masterlist of fics by the end of it! I’ll also be following some of you, since I’m always in the search of more fanfic writers to follow!

MASTERLIST OF THE STORIES SUBMITTED

I’m gonna tag some of my friends so I know they’ll see this, but feel free to reblog it and join! Please reblog it if you can so other people can see it!

@whisperlullaby @navybrat817 @angrythingstarlight @river-soul @sagechanoafterdark @tom-whore-dleston @cap-n-stuff @gothgirlmahi @tuiccim @nsfwsebbie @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog @marziwritesfic @divine-mistake

#2nd challenge #writing challenge #smut challenge #fanfiction #marvel smut #rpf #fanfiction challenge

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xnothero · 4 years

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ALL MUSES.

— ALL OCS.

001. adrian elliot, sebastian stan. / 28 — 35. the bodyguard.

002. alejandro diaz, sean teale / 25 — 30. the second grade teacher.

003. alexandra hale, phoebe tonkin. / 18 — 21. the freelance photographer.

004. alison warren, kaylee bryant. / 18 — 23. the influencer.

005. aliyah scott, jessica parker kennedy. / 25 — 30. the bartender.

006. anastasia king, marie avgeropoulos. / 1100+. the broken hero.

007. andrew dunbar, justin hartley. / 30 — 35. the surf instructor.

008. antonio rivera, oscar isaac. / 35 — 40. the physical therapist.

009. benji warren, tyler hoechlin. / 30 — 35. the baseball coach.

010. catalina martinez, eiza gonzalez. / verse dependent, the police officer.

011. christopher lawson, daniel gillies / 35 — 40, the mafia affiliate.

012. cruz salazar, ryan guzman. / 28 — 32. the personal trainer.

013. daniel park, tom hardy. / 30 — 35. the english teacher.

014. elizabeth dane, katie mccgrath. / 30 — 35. the vigilante.

015. esperanza salgado, lindsey morgan. / 21 — 25. the college student.

016. francesca brooks, melissa benoist. / 25 — 30. the receptionist.

019. javier montero, manny montana. / 27 — 33. the freelance artist.

020. jaylin ruiz, diane guerrero. / 24 — 27. the vigilante.

021. jeffrey winston, charlie hunnam. / 27 — 35. the mechanic.

022. joseph winston, chris hemsworth. / 35 — 40. the mercenary.

023. jordyn richardson, candice patton. / 25 — 30. the paranormal investigator.

024. juliana warren, camila morrone. / 24 — 27. the ‘runs a flower shop.’

025. karisa, astrid berges frisbey. / immortal. the unemployed.

026. lauren grace, crystal reed. / delayed aging. the former SHIELD agent.

027. liliana danvers, virginia gardner. / 18 — 21. the college student.

030. marshall bernard, JDM. / 48 — 54. the mechanic.

031. melanie mccarthy, danielle rose russell. / 18 — 21. the ‘taking a gap year.’

032. melissa ramsey, odessa a’zion. / 18 — 21. the swim instructor.

033. mia thomas, bianca lawson. / 27 — 35. the hunter.

034. michael oakley, brandon flynn. / 18 — 21. the college student.

035. nicole miller, lauren german. / 27 — 35. the emt.

036. remy king, lakeith stanfield. / 24 — 27. the tattoo artist.

037. richard warren, joe manganiello. / 37 — 42. the firefighter.

038. roman warren, casey deidrick. / 27 — 35. the overnight stocker.

039. ryan reeves, odette annable. / 27 — 35. the hunter.

040. santiago martinez, michael trevino. / 18 — 21. the athlete.

043. seraphina warren, adelaide kane. / 21 — 24. the paranormal investigator.

044. siobhan averell, lesley-ann brandt. / 27 — 35. the bodyguard.

045. tabitha kyle, olivia holt. / 21 — 24. the thief.

046. tommy cohen, jon bernthal. / 37 — 42. the hunter.

047. valentine warren, ben barnes. / 21 — 24. the paranormal investigator.

048. venus hathaway, jessica alba. / 32 — 37. the detective.

049. veronica creed, shelley hennig. / delayed aging. the vigilante.

#& / character masterlist.

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not-another-fangirl74 · 5 years

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Ben Hardy in 'Only the brave'

Never seen this pic before (found on Pinterest)

Did I watched this movie just for Ben?

YES

(maybe because I like firefighters too)

This was a good movie even if Ben just have like 5 min on it

I just can't wait for 6 underground and I hope he got a bigger role cause the boy deserves it 🧡

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siempre-pedro · 5 years

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Costume Shopping

Dad!Ben Hardy x Reader

Summary: Your son can’t decide what to be for Halloween, shooting every idea you give him. Until you take a family trip to visit Ben where he’s directing a teen theatre production of Hamlet.

Word Count: 852

Y/N’s painted lips formed a tight line as she held up two costumes in her hands, she was dealing with a very picky 6-year-old “You have to pick one Baby, Halloween is tomorrow,” she says, frustration breaking through her sweet voice. The boy sat in the cart, pink lips pouted, and his arms crossed, he looked exactly like his father.

“But I don’t like those Mama,” James whines, shaking his head which made his blond curls bounce. Y/N hummed in defeat and placed the costumes back on the rack, before continuing to push the cart around the Halloween store.

“Firefighter?”

“No.”

“Captain America?”

“No!”

Y/N narrowed her eyes and gripped the cart tightly “Roger Taylor?” she offers, remembering photos she saw on the internet of kids dressed as Queen. James’ green eyes looked up at her in confusion, his button nose crinkling.

“Who?”

“Never mind,” she grumbles under her breath.

There was a sudden burst of energy in the room when their daughter ran up with a bright blue dress in her hands “Mommy! I want to be Cinderella!” she cheers, slam-dunking the costume into the orange cart. Y/N smiles at the 8-year-old, pleased that at least one of her children could make an easy decision.

“See James. Abby picked hears easily.”

“But I don’t want to be a princess,” he whines, throwing his head back.

Y/N rolled her eyes again for what felt like a million times that afternoon “Alright, alright,” she sighs, “How about we buy Abby’s costume then we go see Daddy,” she says, the joyous cheers of her children surprised her. James took the opportunity to jump out of the cart and race towards the checkout counter with his sister right behind him.

In between projects Ben took the opportunity to give back and offer to direct and coach a teen theatre group. “Let’s run Hamlet’s line one more time, Harrison more passion, please. I believe in you, Mate!” he calls from one of the chairs in the auditorium, his script propped up on his knees. He watched as the teen held up the skull and deliver his line. While he was listening to the actors he heard his wife’s hushed voice at the top of the stairs telling the kids to be quiet, it instantly brought a smile to his face.

“Let’s take 5!” Ben says before getting up, the group sighed in relief and walked off the stage quickly. Ben turned and immediately the kids ran for him, allowing their dad to pick them up “Did you guys pick your costumes?” he asks happily, placing kisses on their cheeks.

“I’m going to be Cinderella,” Abby answers proudly.

“You are going to be the best Cinderella, Darling,” he chuckles, “Did you find one Mate?” James shakes his head and turned his attention to the stage. He cocks his head and looks at the guy with the poofy sleeved costume and a skull in his hands.

“Who’s he?” James asks, pointing his finger towards the stage. Ben turns everyone around and hoists the kids up a little higher to relieve his arms and back.

“Oh, that’s Hamlet! He’s the main character of the play,” Ben tells him. A wide smile breaks out on the 6-year-olds face, he wanted to hold a skull like that guy did.

“Hamlet,” James repeats with glee. “Mama! I want to be Hamlet for Halloween!”

Y/N shakes her head, taken back by the odd request “Hamlet? Like Shakespeare’s Hamlet?”

Ben shrugs and nods “Hamlet it is.”

“Ben, where the hell am I going to find a Hamlet costume this close to Halloween?” She protests finally waling towards him. Ben shrugs again and kisses her softly, telling her that they’ll make it work.

And they did! It took 3 stores and one rush Amazon shipment later and there was a child-size Hamlet at their front door the morning of Halloween. As the night fell, Abagail leaned against the front door, her pink candy bucket begging for neighbors candy. “Ben, James! We need to go! It’s prime candy time,” she calls, checking her watch.

Ben hurriedly walks down the stairs and pulls out his phone “Get ready, Love! He’s been practicing,” Ben tells her excitedly, pressing the red video icon. James slowly approaches the top of the stairs, his nose pointed towards the sky. “Go ahead, Mate!”

James coughs and takes a deep breath “To be or not to be, that is the question!” After the serious moment, he looks down at his proud parents and unimpressed sister with a toothy smile.

“Great job, Baby!” Y/N squeals, as James, runs down to her. Ben pats him on the back and quickly sends the video to friends and family.

“Can we go get candy now?” Abby whines, tugging on Y/N sweater sleeve.

“Let go get candy!”

As the kids run out the door, Ben pulls Y/N by the waist “You did good,” he whispers in her ear lovingly. She smiles and leans into his chest, he places a kiss to her forehead.

“We did good, look at them. They’re so happy, even if he is Hamlet.”

#ben hardy #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy x reader #ben hardy x you #its been a hot minute since i've written for my man #ben hardy fanfic #borhap imagine

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ohtheseboysilove · 5 years

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You set me on fire AU [Firefighter!Ben Hardy x F!Reader] I

Words : 2, 200 K +

Warnings : none just drooling over our Benny boy

Summary : You always had a thing for men in uniform. And when the hottest fireman cross your path, you can’t think about anything else. (+18!!!)

Note : I just hit 600 followers (omg!!!) so to thank you all, I’m releasing my first chapter of my new Ben!fic where he is a hot fireman. So, I know very well Ben isn’t just a body and all but in this fic Reader gonna drool a lot over that, worshiping his beautiful body because she is a thirsty little thing. Anyway, I had the idea around two weeks ago when I saw a hot fireman in my street, blond with green eyes...yeah Ben popped in my mind for the role :))) Also there gonna be smut in most of the chapters (not this one!!) so if you have any kinks or anything smutty related you want to read about you’re more than welcome to pop in my inbox and send me ideas honey babies !!! I want to try to diversify the steamy part so everything is welcome ( clothes, toys, place, position...whatever float your boat) . This chapter is rather slow but smut is coming in the next chapter ;)

🌼Requests are open🌼☀ Masterlist ☀

“The firemen are here ma’am, their big red truck just arrived in front of the building” The repairer announced as you rolled your eyes, annoyed.

“Great, I only been stuck in this fucking lift for nearly two hours” You tried to stay polite but the repairer couldn’t fix the lift and had to call the 1-1-2 to get you out of it and right now, you were supposed to be in a date with a delicious Italian guy you met few weeks ago. “Why don’t I have any internet in here ?” You groaned as you stupidly raised your hands with your phone in it, trying to send a text to Angelo to explain him the situation but you were clearly out of luck today.

This day had been horrible, you had wake up half an hour late, running to catch a bloody expensive cab to be in time to this shitty internship, where you were doing nothing else than bring coffee and lunch to asshole white dudes. They did their usual sexist comments, always adding it’s a joke sweetheart! and you would laugh with them because you wanted to keep your job. Then your boss kept you later than you were supposed to, making you finish his work because it was friday and, of course, he had stuffs to do outside the office. Bollocks. You were running late to your date but, thankfully, you had your clothes and make-up special date with you, knowing how your friday night always ended later than usual. You had quickly dolled up yourself, little skirt and a cute top showing just the right amount of neckline. You were fucking hot, wearing your favourite pair of matching panties and bra with the hope to finish the night at Angelo’s place. And then the lift decided to stop right after you entered it, crashing your entire evening. You were fuming.

“You’re alright in here, ma’am ?” A muffled voice came from above the lift, probably one of the firemen coming to get out of here. Fucking finally.

“I’m alright” You replied with a sigh. “Just missing a date with a hot Italian guy but I guess my little vibro will do the work too” You mumbled in a lower tone, frustration dripping from your voice.

“Well, I’m sorry for you hot date, ma’am, I’m going to get out of here now” You jumped at his raspy, amused voice escaping from the top of the elevator, your cheeks flushing with redness as you quickly understood that the man heard you talk about your freaking sex-toy.

Then from the trapdoor, the hottest guy you ever saw, climbed down into the lift, attached to a rope, a safety harness around his waist. He was hot but not just medium hot, jesus no, more like, really hot. Like a movie star or something. Blond, messy hairs, just long enough to have something to grab in bed. Emerald eyes with long eyelashes, giving him a deep, magnetising gaze. And the smile, oh god. Pink, scandalously plump lips curling into a toothy grin, which in total honestly, made you wet. He also had a strong jaw, perfectly defined, masculine and matching his broad shoulders, begging to grip on it as you ride him ferociously. God, you were maybe more horny and frustrated than you thought. His white tee-shirt was tight enough to let you see how well-define he was, extremely well. His biceps were rounds and impressively big and his arms were the same, muscular and veinous, making you bit your lips absent-mindedly. His hands were veinous too, seeming strong and perfect to choke. You slapped yourself mentally to not think about what you could do with his long, thick fingers because you would absolutely jump on his bones right now. And the uniform, it was only the cherry on the cake. You were so weak for men in uniform, military, policemen, firemen...and when you were looking at him, you knew why. He was completely fulfilling your deepest sexual fantasy, skin-tight top, broad muscles, black pants – hugging his ass so perfectly – and these damn red suspenders, which could only look good on a limited number of people.

“You’re okay ma’am ?” You blinked furiously and glanced at his eyes, cheeks burning as you had completely lost yourself in checking him. “You...whined. You sure everything alright ?” He furrowed his brows in worry and detached from his belt another security harness.

You didn’t whine, it was more like a strangle moan. God, how being so unfairly hot was authorised ? Even his voice was arousing, deep, husky with a thick british accent and now you were definitively soaked.

“Hum, yeah, I’m just a bit dizzy” You replied after clearing your voice. “Been stuck here for two hours” You added with an awkward giggle. (Y/N), get your shit together!

“Gonne do a little check-up when we are outside, hum ?” You nodded too eagerly for the simple question but damn, playing doctor with this hot firefighter made you clenched your tights together. “Put your legs in this for me, please” The blond was half-bowed, the security harness in his hands, ready for you to pull on.

You innocently grabbed his shoulder to stabilise yourself as you slid both of your feet into the harness, tingling shaking your fingers at the contact with his warmth clothed skin. His back was as strong as you imagined and you were containing yourself to not run your hands all over his body. Then he came closer to you, attaching the harness around your waist, fingers barely touching your hips but enough to make you shivered at the gesture, this man was devilishly too handsome for your own good. You were tied with him for security reasons, obviously and you couldn’t but noticed how deliciously his scent was, a touch of sweat but very...manly, like you needed more reason to jump on him.

“Alright, I’m gonna lifted you and I want you to wrap your legs around my waist and arms around my shoulders. And please, don’t move okay ? Can you do that for me ?” He asked with a professional but yet sweet tone, his hands resting soberly on your hips.

“I can do that” And so much more.

“Perfect, let’s get you out of here” He smiled softly and lifted you of the ground, his callous hands grabbing your knees in the more respectively way possible to not make you uncomfortable. “My mates up there, gonna lifted us to the next level”

You immediately wrapped your legs around him, swallowing back a moan at the friction with your – way too short skirt for this kind of exercise – against his thick work pants, your hands clutching firmly on his shoulders, making your knuckles turned white. This day wasn’t that horrible in the end. You gasped surprisingly when you both started moving, going up slowly as one of his hand were on the rope and the other one was stabilising you, arm wrapped around your back. The lift felt like forever, your core painfully throbbing at your flustered state. His collarbone was right in front of your eyes and you wanted nothing more than nibbling at them until his skin bruised.

“Everything alright ? You’re a bit tense, are you afraid of heights ?” He lowered his head to meet your eyes, cute dimples showing on his cheeks. Could this man be more physically perfect ?

“A little, yes” You murmured the lie as you made your prettiest doe-eyes, feeling yourself melt under this beautiful bright gaze. “We’re not going to fall, are we ?” You asked with a low giggle, heart skipping a beat when his he chuckled gently, twitching his mouth in a pretty smile.

“No worry, darling, the rope is secure. And I got you, we’re almost there” He tightened his embrace around you and you did the same, totally taking advantage of the situation to snuggle further against his strong body. “And here we are, safe ground” His colleagues helped the both of you to reach the floor and the blond detached the both of you, taking your harness off.

“All good Jones ?” Your saviour nodded and threw to the man the two harnesses, earning a groan from him.

“Just gonna check-up the lady, feeling a bit dizzy” He said as he followed you in the stairs with the other firemen.

“Mmm, you know we have a paramedic for that, Jones” You kept walking pretending to not hear them as they started teasing him. “Josh can take care of your lady, you’re still in training”

“I can do it, thanks man” The blond rolled his eyes and put a hand on the middle of your back, walking you to the red truck, smiling gently at you. “This way”

“Look at our lover boy, he is big boy now !” Few wolf-whistles echoed behind you, making both you and his cheeks turned crimson. “You got that, pretty boy !” They chuckled and started put back the materials into the truck, glancing few times in your direction with amused smiles. Maybe your lovestruck gaze on him wasn’t as discrete as you thought.

“You can sit there” You climbed on the back of the truck, legs hanging off the ground as he searched something in a big black bag. “I’m sorry for their comments and..attitude. I’m the newbie in the fire station so they love to give me a hard time” He chuckled gently, crouching at your level, a little flash-light in his right hand.

“That’s alright, no biggies” You replied as you shook your head. “They seems rather fun to be around”

“They are annoying as shit but yeah, they’re fine chaps” The blond grabbed softly your chin to stop you from moving your head and examined your eyes, moving slowly the flash-light. “I’m gonna check your blood pressure, just, ya know, to be sure” You were sure he just winked at you, giving a kick at the nest of butterflies in your stomach.

“Oi Jones ! We don’t have all evening, did ya catch her number or what ?” The blond bit his lips at the yelling of his colleagues, running an embarrassed hand in his wild locks.

“They certainly love to tease you” You said with a little laugh, not wanting to him to feel uncomfortable.

“Yeah, they adore that. Especially when I’m around a pretty girl” You heart missed a beat at his word as his hands wrapped the tensiometer around your upper arm, his gaze looking cheekily at you, testing the water.

“You think I’m pretty ?” You flirted with a bold toothy smile.

“I think you’re beautiful. Absolutely stunning” He immediately flirted back, leaving your gaze only to check on the your blood pressure.

“Oh yeah ? I’m flattered Mr Jones. You’re not bad either, not at all” He took off the tensiometer and threw it in the bag, giving you a bright smile that even more ruined your panties.

“You’re all good to go ma’am” He said in teasing murmur, the tension between the two of you was suffocating as you both leered at each other, not trying to be careful anymore. “Or...I have something else in mind, if you’re not busy”

“What are you thinking of ?” One of his big hand gently fell on your knee, squeezing it slightly as you were chewing your bottom lip, wishing he would take you, right here, right now.

“Well, my shift end in a little hour and I thought, we could have a drink in this new pub in Soho for–“

“(Y/N) ! God, are you okay ?” You and the blond jolted away, breaking the moment as you saw your hot date walking faster toward you. “I was so worried for you when you didn’t show up !” Angelo hugged you tightly as you stood up awkwardly. Usually you were happy when a hot guy wrapped his arms around you but right now he was running the best thing that could happen today.

“Angelo...how– how did you know I was still here ?” You asked uncomfortably. The blond was scratching his neck, glancing subtly at the Italian.

“I went at your place and you wasn’t here so I checked at your office and then I saw you and the fireman truck, I was so worried !” He pressed a kiss on your lips, several times and you cursed internally. God, you weren’t even together, just few kisses there and there, just starting to get to know each other. “What happened ?”

“I was stuck in the elevator” You explained with a whining voice as you saw the blond closed the back of the truck, giving you a little awkward smile and walking to his colleagues. Slipping between your fingers.

“Are you okay now ?” His hands were cradling your cheeks, checking if you were alright.

“Good, just tired” You mumbled at the truck started and drove away, and with it, your hot fireman. “I’m gonna head home actually”

“Want me to come over ? I can cook you something or–“

“That’s nice but I just want to bed, I see you later” You pressed a smile on his cheek and walked to your flat, irritated and frustrated.

That night ended like you had think it would, you and your cute little vibro, moaning on the top of your covers. The toy rubbing and vibrating against your throbbing clit but instead of picturing Angelo during your steamy time, your hot fireman was the only thing that was in your mind. His broad shoulders, these big and callous but still soft hands, these thick fingers...You were a bit bitter that you didn’t have a name to scream when you came in a last pressure on your wet center.

You wanted nothing more to see him again.

Tag list : @caborhapch @jennyggggrrr

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thesportssoundoff · 5 years

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“Singapore with a singaBORE main” UFC Fight Night: Askren vs Maia preview

Joey

October 20th, 2019

When the UFC signed up to do a multi million dollar stretch of shows in Singapore, I have to imagine this wasn't QUITE on the menu. This show isn't awful but compared to what's coming down the pike with the MSG card, the Vegas PPV, a really solid card in South Korea and such, this card is only worth discussing due to its early start time. Still there's good stuff to discuss here! It's a nifty 11 fight card starting early in the morning with some good HW fights on it and an "intriguing" main event. Let's see what happens.

Fights: 11

Debuts: Loma Lookboonmee, Don'tale Mayes

Fight Changes/Injury Cancellations: 4 (Karol Rosa vs Julia Avila CANCELLED/Jarjis Danho vs Greg Hardy CANCELLED/Yan Xionan OUT, Randa Markos IN vs Ashley Yoder/Brad Tavares vs Ian Heinisch CANCELLED)

Headliners (fighters who have either main evented or co-main evented shows in the UFC): 6 (Demian Maia, Stevie Ray, Michael Johnson, Beneil Dariush, Sergey Pavlovich, Randa Markos)

Fighters On Losing Streaks in the UFC:

Fighters On Winning Streaks in the UFC: 7 (Demian Maia, Muslim Salikhov, Laureano Staropoli, Beneil Dariush, Maurice Green, Ashley Yoder, Sergey Pavlovich)

Main Card Record Since Jan 1st 2017 (in the UFC): 17-19-1

Ben Askren- 1-1 Demian Maia- 3-3 Michael Johnson- 2-3 Stevie Ray- 2-3 Muslim Salikhov- 2-1 Laureano Staropoli- 2-0 Beneil Dariush- 2-2-1 Frank Camacho- 2-3 Cyril Gane- 1-0 Don'Tale Mayes- 0-0

Fights By Weight Class (yearly number here):

Lightweight- 3 (69) Heavyweight- 3 (34) Welterweight- 2 (64) Women’s Strawweight- 2 (28) Featherweight- 1 (53)

Women’s Flyweight- (31) Middleweight- (40) Light Heavyweight- (39) Bantamweight- (53) Flyweight- (15) Women’s Featherweight- (8) Women’s Bantamweight- (18)

2019 Number Tracker

Debuting Fighters (37-58-1)- Loma Lookboonmee, Don'tale Mayes

Short Notice Fighters (28-36)- Randa Markos

Second Fight (52-35)- Movsar Evloev, Raphael Pessoa, Ciryl Gane, Rafael Fiziev

Cage Corrosion (Fighters who have not fought within a year of the date of the fight) (22-38-1)-

Undefeated Fighters (38-37-2)- Ciryl Gane, Movsar Evloev

Fighters with at least four fights in the UFC with 0 wins over competition still in the organization (11-8)- Frank Camacho, Stevie Ray

Weight Class Jumpers (Fighters competing outside of the weight class of their last fight even if they’re returning BACK to their “normal weight class”) (29-22)- Michael Johnson

Twelve Precarious Ponderings

1- I've seen some folks who take the Askren vs Maia booking as some sort of punishment for Askren because it's an early morning show overseas BUT let's be 100% fair and point out that Askren spent the better part of the last 4-5 years fighting in Asia and SHOULD have some semblance of name recognition. In this case he probably serves more good as the main eventer on a random Asian show than he does as the 3rd or 4th fight in MSG or what have you. I mean if he doesn't then why did you even sign him?

2- Who is this main event appealing to? I can understand SOME genuine appeal in this fight for the grappling purists out there I suppose but even that feels limited. I just think if you took 100 MMA fans and brought them into a room and said "Would you like five rounds of Askren vs Maia?", the slimmest of slim percentage of them would say "Oh man, love it. Bring me all of that." It's a fine main event pitting name value vs name value and I guess style vs style but the appeal feels so limited. I really hope this isn't what that group in Singapore expected to be paying for when they made this multi-million dollar deal with the UFC for the next five years or so.

3- Even with a win, is Askren officially "done" in terms of flirtations as a #1 contender? Usually a win over Demian Maia takes you right to #1 contender status. In this instance, it feels like Askren is sort of kind of in the Vitor range where anything short of a string of stoppages will keep him firmly from the title picture.

4- Is Michael Johnson vs Stevie Ray the most random co-main of 2019? I can't imagine it's got a lot of competition for the spot.

5- Laureano Staropoli vs Muslim Salikhov is a really interesting fight for a variety of reasons. For starters, Staropoli has real potential to become yet another solid Argentinian fighter in the UFC's fold. He's 2-0 and coming off a decision win over Thiago Alves in Brazil. He's a balanced striker who seems to excel in those back and forth firefights where he can outlast his opposition. Thats going to be a problem against Muslim Salikhov who is beginning to find his groove in the UFC. Every second this fight stays standing and at a pace befitting of Muslim is a second closer to losing in a most brutal fashion. Can Staropoli wrestle more than we've seen him do so far?

6- If I had a fighter like Frank Camacho, I'm not sure that I'd put him up against a guy who is primarily coming to wrestle with Beneil Dariush. Dariush is going to try to Drew Dobert it except he can't strike as good as Dober so we're setting up for a lot of wall and stall. Thumbs down.

7- If you're not hot on heavyweights, lemme chit chat with you a bit about how some of these HW fights are pretty good:

With the UFC talking about doing a show in France in 2020, Ciryl Gane figures to be an impressive dude to follow. The muay thai stud/Ngannou sparring buddy won his UFC debut without much issue and the French born fighter will be given ample opportunities to show out. Dontale Mayes is the rare THREE time DWCS talent who lost his first fight but won the next two by stoppage. Mayes' upside may be in a role like this as a hard hitting prospect tester. One thing which stood out was how much weight he lost between all three Contenders Series fights.

Sergey Pavlovich vs Maurice Greene is a REALLY interesting fight. Mo Greene was a bit of a gimmick who got the villain edit on TUF but he's fought three times while the winner of the show has pretty much disappeared. Greene hits really hard, attacks from awkward angles, doesn't have good wrestling but has some wacky BJJ off of his back and so far his cardio hasn't been awfl. On the other hand, Sergey Pavlovich has gone from Russian prospect du jour to "maybe he's good?" UFC fighter. Pavlovich's first win was against Junior Albini and Mo Greene's best win as of right now is Junior Albini so here we are. Good evenly matched fight on paper.

Raphael Pessoa vs Jeff Hughes kicks off the show and Huges was considered to be one of the top HW prospects prior to getting into the UFC. To this point he was upset by Maurice Greene (who he had beaten on the regional circuit) and looked to be potentially en route to getting slop stopped by Todd Duffee prior to an eye poke no contest. This is like the bottom of the barrel in terms of opposition and if Hughes loses this one, his career is in deep doo doo.

8- Speaking of Maurice Greene, can we just pretend that he won the TUF season if he wins this fight vs Pavlovich?

9- Enrique Barzola vs Mosvar Evloev is an interesting fight because it pits arguably the most exciting Russian prospect in the UFC under 155 lbs against a really solid featherweight who can do some stuff to challenge Evloev. Barzola's a superb wrestler who has endless pressure and cardio while Evloev has excelled thus far in the UFC as a slower paced grappling machine despite showing more on Russia's regional circuit. We haven't seen Barzola do much counter wrestling and Evloev figures to test that in spades IF he fights like he did in his debut.

10- Randa Markos is still relevant at 115 lbs which feels like a credit to her but also a knock on the speed (or lack thereof) by which this division is advancing.

11- Who has the cardio advantage between Maia and Askreen going into the championship rounds? Gotta be Ben, right?

12- Is this the most irrelevant card of the year?

#MMA #UFC #Askren #Maia

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injuryresrve-blog · 5 years

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hello ! below the cut are some of my muses that i’m dying to play so if any of them tickle ur fancy or are your wanted opposites just hit the lil heart n we can plot some stuff out <333

dahlia fernandez 19 - 24, model / social media influencer - cindy kimberly.

annabelle taylor 24 - 29, helps family run chain of gyms cross country - lily james.

ivy taylor 19-24, nursing major & kind of a bitch - amalia williamson.

ainsley taylor 25-30, nurse in a big hospital - brie larson.

veronica rossi 20 - 25, owns a diner / single mother - ariana grande.

harper ellis 19 - 24, fashion vlogger - natalia dyer / verse dependent cindy kimberly.

gia santos 20 - 25, works at a hooters / student undecided major who kinda wants to vlog - madison beer.

alexandra bridgers 20 - 25, socialite / works with special needs children at a horse ranch - madelaine petsch.

elena cruz 28 - 33, a server at her family’s restaurant - alexandra daddario.

charlotte florentina 19 - 24, vlogger / social media influencer - ludovica martino.

laila huang 19 - 24, aspiring singer / works at a pizza shop - lisa manoban.

maggie adams 19 - 24, related to tristan, just inherits his money and helps around the club - danielle campbell.

noelle chen 30 - 35, very well known fashion designer - gemma chan.

camila cortez 31 - 36, high school english teacher - melissa fumero.

cleo ‘cj’ jansen 19 - 24, student / messy, undecided major - josefine frida pettersen.

georgie abbott 19 - 24, volunteers at a library, journalism & psychology major - milena tscharntke.

roxanne brown 19 - 24, film major / takes videos of skateboarders for thrasher w zane - diamond white.

natasha wellington 19 - 24, living off her dad’s money, but she’s humble so she’s a manager at a pacsun - nicola peltz.

daphne hughes 19-24, probably high or drunk 24/7 & a professional dancer - haley lu richardson.

rosalie karlsson 19-24, v wealthy & a student / literature major - marilyn lima.

maxine richardson 19-24, helps manage her brothers band - abigail cowen.

yasmine gonzalez 25-30, owns a bar with her two brothers - emeraude toubia.

nicolette gonzales 20-25, bitchy actress who doesn’t want to end up working at her siblings bar - sofia carson.

ophelia williams 20-25, model & victoria’s secret angel - sophie turner.

paisley andrews 19-24, mass communications major & blogger - thalia crawford.

carmen espinoza 19-24 rich girl with daddy issues / receptionist at moms law firm - irene ferreiro garcia

joaquin juarez 19-24, soccer player for fc barcelona - diego tinoco.

nikolai gervais 20-25, world known chef - harry styles.

warren bryant 19-24, vlogger like scotty sire - nick robinson.

tristan thomas 33-38, owns a club & is the leader of an underground shady ass gang - charlie hunnam.

dante simmons 21-26, something major / student teacher, probably fucking his professor - keith powers.

zane bishnoi 22-27, film major / films skateboarders for thrasher w roxanne - avan jogia.

marco cruz 26-31, college dropout who now works at the apple store, alcoholic who cant stay sober - matthew daddario.

joseph auva’a 20-25, nfl player - kj apa.

vincent gonzales 22-27, owns a bar with his brother and sister - jordan connor.

valentino gonzales 28-33, owns a bar with his brother and sister / drug dealer - peter gadiot

kaleb donahue 25-30, bachelor prince next in line for the throne - daniel sharman.

adrian karlsson 23-28, v wealthy & shady businessman kinda like don draper - bill skarsgard.

jackson taylor 28-33, firefighter or police officer ( verse dependant ) - scott eastwood.

zachary taylor 19-24, student / music major - logan shroyer.

noah thompson 22-27, film major & just started working at warner bros - dylan o'brien.

liam moretti 45-50, carpenter / father of frankie and rex - mark ruffalo.

frankie moretti 26-31, line cook at the diner veronica owns - matthew daddario.

rex moretti 19-24, youtuber kinda like cody ko - noah centineo.

elijah baker 32-37, special education teacher - chris evans.

axel savea 35-39, traveling reporter for cnn - jason momoa.

theo leblanc 21-24, nhl player on the same team as caspian - timothee chalamet.

matthias leblanc 19-24, ghost writer for major artists - maxence danet fauvel.

elliot davis 20-25, works at the music store his uncle owns / wants to start a band - bradley simpson.

jordan ali 32-37, an actor aka hollywood’s golden boy - rami malek.

caspian brown 20-25, rich ass nhl player on the same team as theo - herman tommeraas.

maddox richardson 19-24, professional skater & in an underground band - luke hemmings.

augustus liu 19-24, in an underground band - calum hood.

milo young 25-28, drummer for a famous band - ben hardy.

diego velasquez 19-24, son of the prime minister of spain / is a big bratty asshole - benjamin wadsworth.

luca romano 20-25, owns the family car garage / mechanic - giancarlo commare.

giovanni lombardi 20-25, professional skateboarder - ludovico tersigni.

emmett o'hare 27-32, architect who’s addicted to gambling his money away - richard madden.

nathaniel o'hare 20-25, writer who has a hard time completing his work - michel biel.

gabriel miller 30-35, owns an alcohol distribution company with his brother - chris hemsworth.

maxwell miller 24-29, owns an alcohol distribution company with his brother - liam hemsworth.

finnegan jacobs 20-25, used to play professional footie and is now an aspiring disney animator - harry styles.

sawyer casey 19-24, college drop out / twitch.tv streamer & pro gamer - tom holland.

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megalony · 4 years

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Shattered- Part 2

Here is the follow-up part of my firefighter! Ben Hardy imagine, thank you for the lovely comments on the first part I hope you enjoy this part. I might be doing another follow-up soon as well.

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Part 1

Summary: Whilst Ben is on a job at a collapsing building, he finds out (Y/n) and their son are there and tries to protect them but he can’t stop them all from getting injured.

Enjoy.

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Snapping his eyes as tight as he could manage, Ben gritted his teeth together as he scratched the palms of his hands against the concrete and bis of grit and stone coating the floor. He could hear his overalls scratching against the floor and catching on bits of gravel but he didn't have the will to care. The moment he was next to (Y/n), he let his body slump down and relax to try and rid himself of the burning agony igniting through his torn muscles and burnt flesh.

Pulling his rather limp and useless legs closer to him, he tried to straighten out his left leg so the dislocated joint could rest but when his eyes landed on his right foot, he felt himself sighing through gritted teeth. His ankle was mangled and useless, there was no way his foot was going to be saved and he didn't want it to be either. The bone was crushed and so were the muscles, if his foot was stayed connected to his leg it was going to be a useless hassle dragging behind him, he was better off without it.

With a groan of great discomfort, Ben turned his attention to (Y/n) who was laid limp beside him on his left. He had stayed true to his word and was still within Tommy's sight so the eight year old wouldn't fret or become worried but Ben knew he was desperate to crawl over here with them.

But Ben couldn't have his son seeing (Y/n) if she had any bad injuries because she wasn't awake and it would only distress him. Tommy had been shell-shocked enough by witnessing Ben's mangled ankle and foot and he was in pain himself.

"Okay sweetheart, let's take a look at you." Ben mumbled quietly as he leaned over his wife.

His eyes instantly went to her chest to watch her breathing as he pressed his fingers to her neck to check her pulse. Her heartbeat seemed to be a bit slower than it should be but there were sudden fluctuating beats here and there, it didn't seem too good but again, it wasn't that bad considering what she'd just gone through.

Ben took note that there was a deep gash just above (Y/n)'s left eye and her lips were pale, despite being covered in dust. As his eyes trailed down, Ben moved his hand to try and see if she'd gotten any broken ribs and he could instantly feel a few pushing oddly against her skin on her right side that she was laying on. Pressing on them wasn't going to do her any good but Ben didn't really want to move her in case he inflicted any pain onto her or in case she had any internal injuries that he didn't want to provoke.

But Ben didn't know if (Y/n) had any injuries on the side she was laying on and he had to try and help her. He slowly slipped his hands under her frame and ever so carefully turned (Y/n) over so she was laying on her back instead of her side. He knew at least her chest would feel more at ease now her ribs weren't being squashed with so much pressure. But when he tilted his head down to look at her side, his throat tightened like he was going to be sick.

There was a pool of blood coating her shirt and forming a puddle beneath her which she had been concealing since she had been laid on whatever wound she had received.

Daring to lift up her blood soiled shirt, Ben grazed his fingers over her side but pulled back when his fingers felt where the wound was. A sharp piece of concrete or brick or metal must have cut into the side of her stomach just below her chest. Whatever caught her had pierced through her skin but didn't rip the skin away but the horizontal wound was just oozing blood like a river and Ben had to stop it before she bled out.

Scanning his eyes around, he felt his breaths picking up as his shaking, burned hands reached for her blood covered shirt and roughly tore at the lower half until a reasonably sized strip tore off. Scrunching it up, Ben pushed it against (Y/n)'s wound that he tried to hold closed so it wasn't gaping. He held the material there with one hand and slowly pulled (Y/n)'s loose scarf from her shoulders with the other, mentally thanking his wife for deciding to wear it today.

Ben slid the scarf under (Y/n)'s waist a few times as he wrapped it as tight as he could manage against the material covering the wound. He tried to avoid wrapping it around her stomach, not wanting to have it tightly pressing into or around the baby or any internal wounds she may have. When the scarf was tight enough Ben tied a knot into it before he took a moment to try and regain his breath.

He couldn't bring himself to even graze his hands near or around her stomach because he knew if he did he would start on a train of thought that would destroy him.

Turning his attention to her legs, Ben tried to feel if she had any grazes, wounds or broken bones but when he felt her left leg just below her knee, he swallowed down a moan when he felt blood clinging to his skin. He could see something had cut through (Y/n)'s trouser leg and punctured her leg but he didn't know how deep it was. All he could tell was that it was bleeding at a steady rate.

Ben tried to think fast about what he could do to stop the blood flow before an idea popped into his head. Undoing his florescent jacket, Ben looked at his overalls and unclipped one of the braces that made sure the overalls didn't fall down. Grabbing the thick material, Ben slid it under (Y/n)'s leg just above the wound and pulled it as tight as he could before he did a tight knot, watching the material dig deeply into (Y/n)'s leg like it was making an imprint on her.

That would hopefully cut off her circulation to her leg which would stop her leg from losing any more blood.

"Daddy?" Turning his head, Ben looked over at Tommy who was leaning against the concrete, his arms wrapped around himself like he was giving himself a comforting hug. "Your leg." Tommy moved one hand to point at Ben's bad ankle before he went back to hugging himself.

When Ben tilted his head down to see what he meant, he realised his ankle was still bleeding and it was creating a thin stream of blood to drip onto the floor.

"S'alright baby, I'll fix it."

Ben took off his other brace and leaned over so he could wrap it around his leg just above his shattered ankle. He knotted it tight, thankful that it would soon cut off the pain he was now feeling and would go back to the numbness he preferred.

When Ben turned his head to look back over at (Y/n), he let a small sigh pass through his lips as he brushed some of her hair from her features. Part of him wanted her to wake up so he could talk to her and prove to himself that she was alright and he knew it would make Tommy feel better if she was awake. But the other half of Ben was happy she was unconscious because if she was awake then she would be in pain and fear and that wasn't fair. He also knew if she was awake she would be worrying about the baby and that was a worry he couldn't help with. It was something they would both have to worry about right up until they got out of here and got to the hospital.

Ben didn't want to sit and worry any longer.

"Come here." Ben spoke gently whilst opening his arms to beckon Tommy over to him. He didn't hold the energy to move back over to Tommy, nor did Ben really want to move away from (Y/n) in case she had any worse blood loss or she suddenly started to wake up. He could tell Tommy needed to be comforted, he didn't want his boy sitting here in fear.

For a moment Tommy looked like he was debating standing up and hobbling over to Ben but that thought quickly disappeared from his mind. He'd tried to walk with a broken leg last time and it wasn't nice nor easy and if he fell he would land on the rubble. So he slowly crawled on his hands and knees, keeping his right leg stretched out straight behind him so he was dragging it as not to hurt it any further since it was broken and blistered.

When he got close, Ben reached out and held Tommy under his arms, slowly lifting him up so he could sit him between his legs. He helped Tommy straighten out both legs before he wrapped his arms tightly around his boy, holding him to his chest as Tommy grabbed onto Ben's arms tightly.

"Do we wait now?" Tommy curled up smaller against Ben like he was burrowing into him. He'd never been in a situation like this before and he'd never heard or read about one, Ben never talked much about his work. Tommy didn't know if they were supposed to get themselves out or if they were meant to make a start on finding a way out or if they just sat and waited, hoping someone knew they were here.

"Yeah, we wait here until uncle Joey can get us out, he knows where we are so we won't have to wait too long baby." Ben leaned down and kissed the top of Tommy's head as he prayed that they would be out soon.

Ben didn't know how long he or Tommy had been unconscious, it could have been only a few minutes, it could have been an hour or more or even just a few seconds. But he would estimate that with how badly his and (Y/n)'s wounds had been bleeding, they had been asleep for at least half an hour or more. That at least meant that they shouldn't have to wait too long, the rescue team had to be here by now if they were on the way when Ben got down to this floor. They would be tunnelling a safe way in here soon and Ben hoped that since they were on the ground floor, it might be a bit easier to get to them first and get them out.

Ben was thankful that he got through to Joe on the radio before everything collapsed because it meant that Joe knew he was still here and that his family was here too. Joe would surely be pushing to get them out as soon as possible.

"W...what if they don't find us?" Tommy's voice trembled and he closed his eyes, not daring to look up at Ben in case Ben's expression made him feel worse.

"Can you see me?" Ben's question caused Tommy to open his eyes in confusion and look up at Ben just to make sure that he really could see him before he nodded slowly. "If you can see me, it means there's light in here so there must be a way to get in and out if the light can get in. That makes it easier to get us out and people know we're here, they'll find us and they'll get us out, we just have to wait for a bit."

Ben felt Tommy nod against him before he closed his eyes and pushed further into Ben, seeking more comfort. Neither of them spoke for a little while but the sound of rumbling bricks and distant sirens made sure that silence was not something they got accustomed to.

After a while, Ben felt Tommy slump against him and his head loll against his chest implying the eight year old had fallen asleep from pain and exhaustion. Gently moving him around, Ben laid Tommy's legs over his thigh and leaned his side up against his chest, cradling him in his arms to try and make him a bit comfier and in a better position to sleep.

Closing his eyes tightly, Ben tipped his head down as he held Tommy a bit tighter to his chest, trying to rod himself of the drowsiness beginning to take over him. He wanted to lie down and go to sleep but he couldn't let himself do that in case either Tommy or (Y/n) woke up and he wanted to stay awake for when help arrived. Ben feared that if he let himself fall asleep now it would take a lot to wake him up considering the blood loss and pain he was in and if Tommy woke up and couldn't wake Ben up it would send him into shock.

He shook his head to try and wake himself up as he slowly swayed side to side, humming a random tune to keep himself occupied and content as the waiting game seemed to draw out longer and longer.

A shiver ran down Ben's spine and his head snapped to the left to try and see where the sudden noise was coming from. He couldn't see anything that resembled the smashing and drilling noises he could now hear but he could guess vaguely where he thought it was coming from. A spark of hope flooded his chest as he wondered if this was finally the rescue team coming to get them out. Ben had no idea what time it was or how long they had been here but it had been far too long.

The sudden noises seemed to send a jolt running through Tommy and the young boy was suddenly breathing rapidly, his eyes shooting open to try and figure out where he was and what was happening. A whimper left his lips as his body began to shake, his eyes darting to look at Ben in uncertainty, looking like he was about to cry.

"Sshh, no it's okay, it's someone trying to get us out. They're finding a way in here, it's not crumbling down I promise, baby it's okay." Ben sat Tommy up a bit straighter so he could lean over to kiss his temple, holding him closer to his chest to try and calm him down. "You sit beside me here and try to keep watch while I see if I can wake your mum." Ben slowly eased Tommy so he was sitting on his right side leaning up against him so that Ben could lean to (Y/n) on his left.

If they were going to get out soon Ben wanted to try and wake (Y/n) up and talk to her, he didn't want her waking up in an ambulance and panicking or staying unconscious and going into shock or into a coma. Ben rubbed his thumb over (Y/n)'s jaw as his other hand gently tried to shake her shoulder without moving her too much so he didn't hurt her.

"(Y/n)... sweetheart, come on wake up please." Ben mumbled her name a few times, feeling his heart slowly beginning to fall into his stomach until he finally noticed her eyelids twitching. "That's it love, come on." He coaxed as he continued to brush his thumb over her cheek, watching as her breaths started to increase and he head slowly started to move before she gained the energy to open her eyes.

It took a few moments for her eyes to properly open and adjust and it took even longer for her vision to focus on Ben and for her mind to tell her what was going on and remind her of the last memory she had before blacking out. But when that memory played over in her head, a scratchy, coarse sound that resembled a moan mixed with a cry left her lips as her eyes tried to move quickly but they weren't fully under her control yet. Ben could see the panic written all across her face and in her stiff limbs as another cry left her lips but it was quiet and coarse from her throat that had to be dry or very tight.

"Love, calm down, it's me. It's me you're with me I've got you." Leaning over, Ben rested his temple against hers and took a moment to calm himself down and let his heart know that she was awake.

(Y/n) scanned her eyes over Ben's face before actually realising that he was leaning over her and holding her. She didn't remember seeing Ben down here when she and Tommy had been trying to hurry back to the car. Why was Ben here? Was he here when the building collapsed? Had he just turned up to rescue her? Was she dead and this was heaven?

"Shh, there's my girl. Try and breathe slowly for me, it's all going to be fine." Ben smoothed his thumb over her cheek, slowly pulling back when (Y/n) took deeper, calmer breaths but he could see the questions swirling around in her pupils. "The building collapsed, we're still stuck down here but the rescue team's almost with us now. You've got a few battle wounds but I tried to patch you up."

(Y/n) tried to take in what he was saying but she couldn't feel any pain, she could barely feel the pins and needles in her legs and feet.

"Tommy-" (Y/n) cut herself off when her breaths started to increase and made her head spin like she was trapped in a washing machine. He'd run further ahead of her and she couldn't keep hold of him, she didn't know where he was running before everything went black. She let go of him, was he still here? Did Ben know where he was, was he alright?

"He's here, he's with us and he's okay. Tommy, baby come see your mum." Ben reached his arm around to wrap around Tommy's middle and gently tug him a bit closer until he could see (Y/n).

Reaching her shaking hand out, (Y/n) touched Tommy's cheek to reassure herself that she was actually seeing him and not some illusion trying to trick her. He was okay, he wasn't badly injured or lost or worse, Ben had him and he was alright. If anything happened to (Y/n) or she couldn't stay awake any longer she would be able to let her mind shut down peacefully knowing that Ben was here taking care of their boy.

"He's okay... I can rest now." (Y/n) murmured the words very quietly under her breath as she closed her eyes for a few seconds to relish in the relief she was feeling.

"Don't say that sweetheart, you can't rest yet until we get out of here." Ben brushed his thumb over her cheek just under her eye until she opened her eyes again and looked up at him tiredly, noticing the tears welling in his eyes. "I'm just gonna check your side." Ben pulled back enough to be able to peer down at her side but he felt his heart quickening in pace when he noticed the blood was leaking through the scarf already.

Ben didn't dare pull the scarf away in case it made the bleeding worse or pulled on the loose skin but he knew he had to try and stem the bleeding more than this. He pressed his palm against the scarf but the action caused (Y/n) to yelp, her body jumping like he'd given her an electric shock.

"Sorry sweetheart but I need to stop the bleeding."

(Y/n) tried her hardest to keep her eyes open but she knew the pain that was beginning to appear was going to stop her from passing out. Her hand moved from reaching for Tommy to tightly digging her nails into Ben's jacket as her teeth gritted together from the bursting pain in her side. And when her breaths became harsher, (Y/n) realised how her ribs were aching each time her diaphragm expanded.

"Does your leg hurt?" Ben asked quietly, pressing his hand firmer against (Y/n)'s side when he felt the blood soaking through onto his hand.

"No, why... i-is it bad?" (Y/n) tried to lift her head but she didn't have the energy and it only made the world spin around her. She tried to focus her eyes back on Ben and noticed he was trying to smile as he shook his head in response causing her to sigh in relief.

"Only a cut, sweetheart, just wanted to make sure it didn't hurt." Ben didn't see the point in telling (Y/n) the back of her leg was torn and that he didn't know how deeply the gash went. It would only provoke her anxiety and he didn't need her panicking or upsetting herself, it was safer to keep (Y/n) as calm as possible.

"Daddy, look."

Upon hearing Tommy's elated voice, Ben turned his head from looking at (Y/n) to look over at the other side of the crumbling car park and a shot of relief swarmed through him like morphine when he could just barely see someone making their way through the rubble they must have broken themselves. Help really was here, they could get out now and get them all to hospital and the sooner the better.

"Perfect, help's here now love." Ben smiled down at (Y/n) but when he noticed her other hand shakily hovering over her stomach, he reached out and held her hand, pulling it to his chest. He didn't want to think about that, let alone try and talk about it and that wasn't something that would help (Y/n) to think about. Ben lightly shook his head with a sad smile to dismiss the subject and (Y/n) didn't have the nerve to approach the topic again.

Ben tilted his head to look up at the rescue team, seeing two men approaching them and another few at the entrance they'd made, clearly some of the rubble out of the way so they could get everyone out.

"We've found them." The first man spoke into his radio before he approached the family, a tender look in his eyes as he kneeled beside them. "Alright, I'm Adam and this is Harry, we're going to check you over and get you out." One man held a medical bag whilst the other had a stretcher resting at his side which was good since none of them would be able to walk or crawl out of here. even with assistance.

"Can you take (Y/n) first, please? She's had a lot of blood loss and she's got broken ribs." Ben motioned to the two deep wounds (Y/n) had before he shuffled a few inches away so they could tend to (Y/n) but Ben kept tight hold of her hand.

"(Y/n), we're going to put you on the stretcher on three, ready?" A few rolls of gauze and tape were wrapped around (Y/n)'s leg and some cotton was taped to her side before Adam gave her what Ben guessed was some morphine or strong painkillers. There wasn't much they could do for (Y/n) in here other than keep her wounds with pressure and give her something to take the edge off. They needed to get her out rather than try and patch her up here.

Ben felt himself shaking when her tortured cry cut through his soul as they lifted her up and laid her gently onto the stretcher. Getting as close to (Y/n) as he could, Ben leaned down to kiss her cheek before he moved his lips to the shell of her ear.

"I love you so much, you're gonna be okay." Ben kissed her lips before gently removing his hand from hers when she didn't want to let him go. (Y/n) could already feel the painkillers working, she felt the greatest urge to let her eyes close and go to sleep.

"Ben..."

"We'll be right behind you sweetheart, I promise." Ben wrapped his arms around Tommy when the eight year old burrowed under his arm into his side, his quiet sobs breaking Ben in two. At least they were getting (Y/n) out now before her condition became any worse, Ben wouldn't have known what to do if she suddenly deteriorated. Now someone could help her better than him simply binding her wounds with makeshift bandages.

Just over ten minutes passed of Ben cradling Tommy to his side before Adam and Harry came back through the rubble with the stretcher in tow behind them. When they kneeled back down beside the boys, a silent message passed between them and Ben saying that it was Tommy to get out next.

"Can we look you over?" Adam asked gently, motioning to Tommy who looked up at Ben before nodding.

"He's broke his leg and his ribs and dislocated his shoulder but I put it back into the socket." Adam seemed to nod in understanding and just felt for Tommy's injuries before getting out a small single use needle which he pushed into Tommy's thigh to give him some pain relief.

"Shall we get you on the stretcher?"

"No, I- I want to go with daddy." Tommy wrapped his arms tighter around Ben's middle causing Ben to swallow a moan of discomfort from the pain it caused in his broken ribs. He didn't want to let Tommy go but at the same time, he needed his boy to get out first so he knew Tommy was being looked after and helped. Ben had to be the last to get out, his family had to be helped first.

"Baby, I'll be five minutes behind, they won't take you to the hospital without me I swear. They'll take you out and you can wait for me in the ambulance with your mum, I need you to go and make sure she's being looked after."

Ben's words did very little to console Tommy because when Ben tried to ease him towards the stretcher Tommy pushed himself up until he could bind his arms around Ben's neck. Horrendous sobs escaped his lips and pierced through Ben's ear as his boy clung to him like he was his lifeline. He couldn't go without Ben, he didn't want to be alone he wanted to go with Ben. He would sit on Ben's lap on the stretcher or even crawl beside the stretcher if he had to, he didn't want to be separated from him.

"Tommy please-"

"No! No don't leave me, daddy p-please!" Tommy shrieked causing tears to cascade down Ben's dirt-ridden features. He hugged Tommy closer and pressed repeated kisses against the side of his head to try and calm him down.

"Tommy, I love you and I'm not going anywhere that you're not, I won't let them take me away from you but you have to get out now so that I can get out as well. I'll be right behind you." Ben pressed a lasting kiss to Tommy's cheek before he quickly sat him down on the stretcher and pulled his arms from around his neck. Ben shuffled back as much as he could so he was out of Tommy's reach and Adam and Harry were quick to strap him down on the stretcher before picking it up, ready to go.

Ben had never had to separate himself from any of his boys like that before. If they clung to him at night he would just sigh and flop down onto their bed with them and lay with them until they went to sleep. If they were afraid to go out somewhere or to go to school or didn't want to part from Ben he held them until they felt safe and protected or okay enough to go. He never tore himself off of them and made them go when they were in distress like that.

But as much as Ben wanted to have Tommy in his arms when he went out, it was safer to go one at a time and that meant Tommy had to go first. But they wouldn't be taking him away from Ben, it was only for a few minutes.

"No! I want my daddy, I want my daddy! D-don't take me away, daddy please!" Ben choked on a sob as he heard Tommy screeching like a banshee for him the whole way out. He could still hear his repetition of screaming for Ben when he was out of sight and it burnt a hole into Ben's heart as he choked on his own scream of torture.

When the men came back for Ben he was a sobbing mess, desperate to get back to his wife and his son. His mind was screaming out for his family and for his other two boys who he wanted to hold now more than ever to reassure himself that they were okay. The men didn't take long to assess Ben, his injuries were clear and they needed to be sorted out quickly. But when Harry grabbed a needle, ready to puncture it into Ben's lower thigh, he pushed the instrument away.

"I don't want it, I'll take some when I'm at the hospital." Harry gave Ben a certain look before nodding and moving on to getting him on the stretcher.

Ben wasn't having the drugs that would undoubtedly knock him out like they had done with (Y/n). Ben needed to be alert and awake until he got to the hospital, when he was there they could sedate him for hours if they needed but right now he couldn't be drowsy.

The moment they were outside Ben noticed the sun was low in the sky that was shrouded in smoke of grey and black. It had to be the evening by now. Ben didn't get much chance of staring up at the sky before he was moved from the makeshift stretcher onto a proper ambulance stretcher that could properly hold his weight. When a paramedic stood beside Ben, he pushed the man away so he could look for (Y/n) and Tommy, unsure whereabouts they were.

"I- I need to be over there, t-that's my wife." Ben tried not to cough through his words but the clear air was mixing with the smoke pent up in his lungs. Thankfully, the paramedic followed through with his request and wheeled him over to where (Y/n) was laid with an oxygen mask strapped to her face and her head lolled to the side as she was out cold.

"Daddy!"

Tommy's shriek startled Ben for a few seconds before he gained his bearings and watched a lady push Tommy's stretcher over until it was beside Ben. With a strangled cry, Tommy tried to roll over onto Ben's stretcher and when he thought his dad was going to stop him, he squeaked when Ben reached out and pulled him over. He wrapped one arm around Tommy's back and the other just under his bum, keeping his son's chest pressed against his own and his legs stretched out between Ben's. He didn't care what anyone said, Ben wasn't letting him go, they were all going in the same ambulance or not at all. He had to stay with his family.

"Shh, I've got you baby. No one's taking you away from me." Tommy wrapped his arms tightly around Ben's neck and tucked his head into Ben's chest, ignoring the pain in his chest and the smoke and dust clinging to Ben's clothing.

He just wanted his dad.

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