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riley bennett. 22. human disaster.you could never know what it's like. your blood like winter freezes just like ice, and there's a cold lonely light that shines from you. you'll wind up like the wreck you hide behind that mask you use.
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rilcybennett-blog · 7 years ago
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‘ crisis averted— the interns just forgot how to work the laptop, though i dunno - who doesn’t like a constant loop of too ra loo ra too ra loo rye aye in the morning? this town needs a better sense of humor, ’ the words spill from her lips rapidly, as if she’s been waiting to voice every little thought she’d had all day until she saw bennett… which is exactly the case, actually. she hides a grin against his shoulder, teeth grazing the warm skin. ‘ i gave them the night off, so what do you say to a night to ourselves in the studio? you, me, pizza, fooling around between songs, ’ she tightens her grip around him, a rosy hue swelling over her cheeks that’s buried into the crook of his neck. ‘ i miss you too much when i work the night shift. ’ evidenced by the many songs dedicated to him through the night, almost all of them completely embarrassing. finally allowing her toes to meet the cushioned sand beneath them, daisy wastes no time stealing a deep kiss from her boyfriend - no, she was not gonna get over that anytime soon. ‘ i know you hate to be embarrassed in front of all the cool kids, but i think it’s time to accept that they’ll never let us into their clique. those hipsters, ’ she sighs dramatically, casting a glance at the cluster of round-bellied elders that they aspired to be. ‘ what about you, champ? what’s kept you busy all day? ’
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positives and negatives and everything in between. he's a lovesick fool, his fingers finding their way into her hair and his palm cupping the nape of her neck as he holds her near and dear, listening intently to the silly little diddy that comes spilling past daisy's lips. "that's our song," he says flatly, knowing full well their actual song is some whiney tune by taylor swift they both know by heart. "i'll only go if you let me play the cha-cha slide and watch me do the dance. better yet, a lapdance to mr c's classic. promise me that and i'm all yours." he'll be there regardless, toting along all the fast food he can carry with a plush blanket tucked under his arm for whenever they start to feel sleepy. riley bennett is nothing if not prepared. the boy scouts would've loved him. bennett lets daisy down gingerly, but his hands never leave her skin as his fingers find hers and intertwine together easily, naturally. they kiss soft and slow and sweet, and bennett finds himself chasing daisy's lips the moment she pulls away. he steals one more chaste peck, then takes a step back, deeper into the crisp water. "aside from missing you? not much else. marge had an appointment today with the vet and gave the poor woman hell, but i warned 'em she doesn't like her tail touched. then i came here. on time, mind you." he tugs daisy closer, delighting in the way the water splashes at her ankles. "c'mon. double dog dare you to dive in."
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rilcybennett-blog · 7 years ago
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summers in morris aren’t nearly as forgiving as the locals would have you believe; daisy prefers the cool breezes and bright afternoons of springtime, never a fan of summer’s grueling heat. mayor powell’s passing only meant that people savored town traditions more than ever, which mean the morris-wide lakeside barbeque is in full swing when daisy finally arrives—- she had been practically inseparable from bennett since they’d first gotten together, and the only reason she hadn’t continued that streak by arriving with him today was due to a crisis at the radio station that needed her pressing attention - ‘come on, eileen’ had been stuck on loop for the last six hours. quick to strip down to her bikini, the lithe brunette bounds up to her boyfriend and wraps her arms around him. ‘ yes, this is EXTREMELY extra, and no, i don’t care one bit, ’ she greets, peppering soft kisses along the slope of his shoulder. ‘ it’s only been one night, but i miss you, i miss you, i miss you. and you look very cute in your trunks. ’ @rilcybennett
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the water is sparkling, the shore is packed to the brim with locals, and the sun is shining high overhead. bennett can already feel the imminent sunburn on his shoulders, but it's hot and beautiful and bright out and he's living for it. he's standing ankle deep in the water, admiring the plucky few who have braved the chilly lake and made it further out to roll with the lazy waves. normally, bennett would be out there with them, just a head bobbing up over the top of the water until the sun goes down. this year, however, he's waiting on a certain someone. bennett cracks a smile at the mere thought of his girlfriend, of enjoying a sunny afternoon splashing in water with the love of his life, the way they used to back in the day. that smile stretches into a full blown grin as an all too familiar voice rings in his ears. it's borderline sickening how warm and fuzzy bennett gets in daisy's presence, like a honeymoon phase that just hasn't ended yet. he automatically wraps his arms around her tiny frame, turning his head just so to press a kiss to daisy's temple. "babe, you're embarrassing me in front of all the cool kids," he grumbles, pulling back to nod towards the elderly sunbathers nearby, who are watching them with a mixture of fondness and disgust. "i miss you, too," he adds earnestly, his hands raising to cup her face between his fingers gingerly. "you look beautiful. that's nothing new, though. everything at the station okay?"
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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‘ depends how old we were. as kids, i would’ve assumed that tommy howard was making you pull a prank on me… any older, i would’ve melted right on the spot, ’ daisy confesses, an involuntary smile melting over her lips at every passing contact they share. ‘ but i suppose i thought you just didn’t like me at all for awhile. i mean, i tried sexting you, but i think that rejection was just you being a gentleman, so whatever, keep being perfect. i guess i was a little scared, too. you were — are — one of the most important people in my life… probably the most important person, given my family and everything. you never made fun of me because i never had anyone to come to my conferences or school meetings, or judged me for digging through thrift clothes. ’ daisy feels her chest tighten, squeezing his hand to mirror the overwhelming sensation; times were rough, and he had always been there. allowing the dark cloud to pass, a low giggle escapes her at his inquiry. ‘ i always thought you were the cutest boy in every class we ever had. i always claimed you as mine. but i suppose the real sense of realizing that being with you would be amazing was when we were fifteen, and i’d accidentally fallen asleep on you during a movie. you were knocked out, drool and everything, but i remember shifting the slightest, and your arm immediately tightened around me. it felt amazing, and i just remember thinking that i’d never felt so safe. so that’s when i knew. ’ she presses a soft kiss to his chest, nosing the skin, but the giggles only heighten when they exchange a bro high five. ‘ oh, nice one, dude, ’ daisy’s fit of laughter hits a point where she snorts, that awfully embarrassing sound, and though her cheeks pinken, she’s not struck with horror, only nuzzling his chest. ‘ how about you, then? when did you know that you wanted a lifetime of memes with me? ’
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ah yes. the infamous sexting situation. bennett lets out a bark of laughter, one he punctuates with a kiss to the crown of daisy's head. "i promise you, your messages that night didn't go right over my head. but i had a feeling you weren't entirely with it. next time, though, i've got you." bennett can feel the brief drop in the tone of their conversation, and he instinctively holds daisy a little tighter, automatically hums against her temple to distract her from dwelling. bennett's cheeks are tinted vermilion as he listens intently, committing every word to memory and drawing back on the night in question. drool, nice. "what can i say? it was all for you." in the wake of their stupidly brilliant high-five, daisy lets out a snort, and bennett is so in love it actually starts to ache in his chest, heart racing as he gazes at his girlfriend, his very best friend. he rolls over onto his side to face her, cheek smushed against the pillows fluffed around them. "the day we met," he starts, eyes slipping shut and body heaving with a thoughtful sigh, "when i was six, you came bounding up to me with your hair all wild and flowers coming out of your pockets. i'd barely stepped two feet into morris and you were already hugging me and saying we were going to be 'adventure buddies', or something like that. i was nervous about leaving my parents, and moving in with my grandparents, and this new town, and- and this girl comes up to me and sticks grass and flowers and shit in my hair like nobody's business. i had a feeling then, that it'd probably be like that from there on out." he opens his eyes, offering a wry smirk. "it was at thirteen for me, though. when i realized i wanted all of this." cue another general gesture over daisy's body. "beat you by two years."
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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deliriously happy, daisy buries her face into the crook of his neck and inhales deeply, savoring… well, everything before recoiling back to her resting position on the center of his chest. her cheeks, much like the tinted-view she’s taken on lately, are rosy and warm, eyes falling to their woven digits every few moments. ‘ how come you never told me? ’ she murmurs after a silent beat, voice rasped under the weight of her wanton exhaustion; chin dropped on his chest, baby blues scan his features for an answer. ‘ i mean, if i hadn’t have kissed you on that ride, do you think we’d be here right now? ’ there’s no judgement, merely genuine curiosity; maybe there were signs she had missed, moments she could only kick herself for. ‘ i think marge is really gonna detest me now, because i’ve been itching for a little kitten of my own. do you reckon she’d be a good sister? ’ it’s almost sickening the way her eyes sweep over him so FONDLY, a lazy smile pulling at her lips as she brings their interlaced digits closer and eager brushes feather-light kisses over the crooks of his knuckles. ‘ i’ve always talked too much, and before we got together, i was always concerned with rambling you to oblivion. truthfully, i guess always expected you to get sick of me at some point. leave, y’know, like all the others did. ’ freckled shoulders lift into a meager shrug, her candid tongue often getting the best of her. ‘ alright, the age-old post sex question: what are you thinking? ’
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ooh, that's a good question. bennett ponders over it for a long moment, the pad of his thumb idly brushing over the back of daisy's hand as he plays with her fingers. "i was scared," he admits finally, figuring that, if he's going to get real and deep with anyone, it'll probably have to be his girlfriend. "like, what if i came up to you one day in the pouring rain and just 'hey, i think you and i could be really good for each other and also you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen and also i love you', and you didn't feel the same way? it would've made shit weird, right? and we would be different. i didn't- i don't know. it would've been weird." he chooses not to answer her second question, already knowing the truth — he never would've grown a pair and come out to say something, had that night in the tunnel of love never happened. thank god it happened. he hums thoughtfully, peering down to shoot a quizzical look her way. "what about you? when did you realize you wanted all of this?" cue a onceover gesture. at the mention of a little sister for marge (never mind the implications that they were parenting bennett's devil cat) he snorts. "marge would eat that kitten alive. she's used to being an only child. she's set in her ways, babe." hm. what is bennett thinking, post-coitus? "i'm thinking, i just had sex with the most gorgeous girl in town, and i'd normally run to high five my best friend about it, but- well." he untangles their fingers and raises an open palm for a good ol' fashioned bro five.
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“I’m up for the challenge. I’ve done it four times now, so I think I can do it again. We’re going to need popcorn and lots of it, oh and it needs to have lots of butter.”
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"all eight movies, four times? you have no excuse, then, if you mess up any of the dialogue. get some white cheddar seasoning too and i'm there."
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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it takes a moment or two for bennett to come back to himself. admittedly, he's still a little out of it as he pulls out and cleans up, disposing of their protection and blushing all the while. when he lays back beside daisy and she's lying against his chest, bennett can't help but grin at the ceiling above them, still in his daze and unsure when he'll snap out of it. unsure if he really wants to, actually. "i love you so much, i might throw up," he says matter-of-factly. his arm is wrapped around her and his free hand is following hers down his torso, until he catches it and intertwines their fingers to rest on his chest. "you act like i haven't told her how i felt about you the last five thousand years. poor girl's listened to me wax poetic for way, way too long. if anything, she'll be relieved she doesn't have to hear it anymore." bennett turns his head to plant a kiss on daisy's hairline, just as soft footsteps and a telltale thud sounds from down the hall. "d'you hear her throwing shit? we've got a moody teenager already." he smirks, shaking his head simply. "i don't think i've ever been happier. since when are you worried about talking too much around me? i'm your best friend, and you're mine."
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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im gonan piss im working all night tonight agaIn and then i gotta work a longass shift tomorrow starting at buttfuck o’clock in the morning end me 
im gonna Try to reply to more starters on bennett and lyra / do replies / PLOT tonight or if not tomorrow for sure bye lmao 
also lms or hmu me up if we havent plotted !!! 
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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ashton was waiting for her morning coffee, after a long night of working off the clock, for extra money, washing cars. though once the cup of coffee was given to her by the cashier, she tucked a hand in the pocket of her jeans, to find out it was empty. and so were her other pockets. “ shit. ” she muttered under her breath. she looked around her quite helplessly, feeling the cashier’s eyes on her. she hated asking for money, and she never would’ve, but the cup of coffee was already in her hand. “ hey, um, can you give me like, two dollars ? i’ll, uh, pay you back. ” she mumbled, speaking to the first person she laid her eyes on.
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coincidence put bennett in the same coffee shop that morning, looking for a pick-me-up before heading into work soon. he was waiting at the other end of the counter for his drink to be served when a familiar voice sounded from just across the way. he picked his bleary gaze up to see ashton, of all people. "yeah, of course," he answers easily, already fishing into his pocket to pull out a five as he heads back over to deliver it to the cashier. "don't worry about it," he adds over his shoulder, shooting his friend an earnest smile. "no offense, ash, but you look like you need it. long night?"
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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“You, me, and all eight Harry Potter movies. Let’s go.”
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"don't say that unless you can handle it. non-stop, back to back, with snacks."
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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bennett was sure that the best thing he'd ever hear for the rest of his life would be 'i love you' falling from daisy's lips. however, the sound of his own name being whispered against his shoulder in a fit of unadulterated pleasure really gives the whole 'i love you' thing a run for it's money. everything they've had together, in the last fifteen minutes and the last fifteen years, builds up faster and faster and bennett's absolutely dizzy with it, eyes glazed over as he locks them on daisy's and watches her fall apart under him. among triumph and heady intoxication, there's an overwhelming sense of.. of rightness, for lack of a better word, whirling around in bennett's brain. it's never- he's never felt more right in one spot than he does holding daisy as she succumbs to the fervor. he wants to make her feel this way for the rest of his life, wants to make her laugh for the rest of his life, wants to comfort and protect and love her for the rest of his life. there's a bewildered smile hedging at the corner of his lips as he noses into the junction between daisy's neck and shoulder and muffles a shout of pleasure against that very spot, a shudder striking down the length of his spine as he tips over the edge into complete euphoria. the high that follows is glorious. against his better judgement, bennett can't help but let out a blithe laugh, hips stuttering to a slow stop as he hugs daisy to his chest and tries to catch a fucking breath.
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hoyl fuCK im tored 
ill replie to my things and to starters and PLOT tomorrow at some point ?? i have school 9-5 n work 5:30-12 lmao end me c: 
bennett n lyra are sleep see u l8r 
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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bennett has been in love before. or, he's thought it was love before. let's rephrase. bennett has been in infatuation before, in like, in lust, and has labeled it love for lack of a better word. but nobody, not one person, has ever made bennett feel the way he does in this moment. nothing has ever given him this unbelievable feeling — like he could walk on water if he tried —but daisy's lips against his skin, daisy's body writhing under his, daisy's airy demand against the shell of his ear. it's more than physical lust, more than juvenile like, more than temporary infatuation. bennett pulls back to meet daisy's eyes, and his heart aches with just how truly, madly, and deeply he loves this girl. his mind spins as he tries to recall how he ever lived fifteen years without letting daisy know everyday just how beautiful, how just, how charming and unique and wonderful she is. there's a wild heat coiling in the pit of bennett's stomach, one further fueled by the numb pain of daisy dragging her nails down his back. he's at a loss for words, can only communicate in moans and whispered expletives and the quicker pace he takes, hips bucking against hers faster, harder, heat building as he ducks in to claim her lips in a rousing, heady kiss. bennett can feel it coming, can feel the edge hedging closer and closer but, damnit, after fifteen years, it's gotta' be worth it.
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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“I feel like I’m being interrogated by you, my golly. All these questions and not enough time in the day to answer them” She joked, teasing him like they normally would do to each other. It felt nice to still have someone in her life that put up with all her ridiculous antics. “One. Yes, we’re going to find and try to talk to the ghosts but a ouija board is too risky, you never mess with one of those things. Ever.” Audrey couldn’t help but giggle at Riley’s words. “The internet was my best friend, what can I say. I would be very afraid of me too. You could invite your girlfriend, I mean, the more the merrier!”
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"hey, i just want to know what we're getting ourselves into here. i need to leave a note, let people know where to find my remains if i don't come back." bennett put on a show of exaggerated agreement, bobbing his head in a nod. "you're right. the ouija board would be the dangerous part of this whole very safe plan." with audrey, it's always been easy to shoot the shit and mess with each other. it warmed his heart to see things weren't any different after all this time. he huffs out a laugh, expression incredulous. "that's what i need, isn't it? my ex girlfriend and my current girlfriend getting together and telling stories." while the idea of bringing said current girlfriend along sounds nice, bennett knows audrey won't hesitate to share that embarrassing time he did this or said that or - no, no. "tell you what. i'll invite her if you invite somebody too. seeing anyone? i have stories to share."
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rilcybennett-blog · 8 years ago
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even if he were to try his absolute hardest, bennett can't think of a moment he's ever felt so unbelievably euphoric. the girl of his dreams, the only person to ever make his heart race this fast, his very best friend - she loves him and he loves her and that's everything, everything bennett could want. he presses his smile into the side of daisy's neck, one hand fixed on her hip and the other curled into the sheets beneath their bodies to stave off the overwhelming wave of pleasure that renders him momentarily silent. "fuck," he groans once he's pressed snug against the junction between her thighs. he cants his hips experimentally, lips parting around a silent moan at the way daisy feels around him, a deliciously tight heat he can't imagine ever getting enough of. "i love you so much," he breathes against her skin, punctuating the declaration with a tender kiss. though his lips are kinder and gentler as they trail kisses across the line of her shoulder and the sharp sinew of her collarbones, the hand he has on her waist hooks under her thigh to keep her legs spread. while he'd like for their first time together to be slow and sweet, daisy's whimpering and wriggling underneath him and it's exhilarating. bennett is a man possessed, palm flat on the bed for leverage as the slow roll of his hips becomes more deliberate, the kisses he leaves on daisy's chest more hedonistic, the tentative first moves of their bodies gaining traction with every thrust. soon, the soft sound of skin slapping skin can just barely be heard under bennett’s hushed praises and “i love you i love you i love you”’s.  
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