#BenJed

[supercalime]

This but bucktommy

Discuss.

[kj7895]

What are your favorite m|m ships? Mine are Tevan/BuckTommy, Malec, Malex, Gallavich, Klaine, BenJed and etc.

[dragonbinx]

Today is the two year anniversary of Jed and Ben's first kiss! 💚💙💜

[lizziethebibrid]

Can you please do something with Jed/Ben for 18 or 27? Ps I love your work

This is the last ask in my inbox and has been there for a long time, but I finally got around to writing it! (also thank you for the love🥺)

18. Looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a while

27. Tell me what I can do to help

ao3 link here

It was a quiet night. As quiet as it could be considering it was pouring outside. Standing by the window though, staring outside, Jed had never felt so peaceful before.

“Looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a while,” he heard Ben’s voice coming closer. The lights were off and Jed was once again reminded of things he could no longer do.

“Not like we’re in a hurry to go,” Jed said, still staring outside. It was weird. He couldn’t really tell what he was feeling.

“Tell me what I can do to help,” Ben said, suddenly standing next to him. Jed didn’t have to say anything, they both knew tonight was going to be weird and Ben had a tendency to try and help even when he didn’t exactly know what to do. It’d gotten them into trouble in the past, but he was working on it.

Jed was grateful they were surrounded by the dark. It worked to hide at least some of the emotions on his face. He was getting better at using his words, but he didn’t even know where to begin here. He didn’t know if he was happy or not. He felt peaceful, but there was a weird nostalgia covering everything too.

“I don’t know,” he decided to be honest about it. “This is not…” He sighed. “I don’t know.”

“You really don’t feel any different?” Ben asked. He was being tentative about it, Jed could tell.

“I feel a lot different, that’s the issue,” he said. “The absence of blinding pain is great, I’m not gonna lie, but also I was kinda… used to it? I don’t know, it doesn’t make much sense.”

“You triggered your curse when you were young, it makes sense that the sudden absence of it is… unsettling, to say the least,” Ben said.

“Yeah…” Jed trailed off. “I really don’t remember the last time I actually looked at a full moon for more than a few seconds. It’s nice.”

Ben didn’t really say anything, just stood next to him, staring outside too. Jed knew he was waiting for him to say something and if he ended up not saying anything that would be okay too. There was really no wrong answer here.

“I miss it,” he said after a few moments. “All of it. I know being a werewolf comes with a lot of baggage, but it’s the only life I've known. And starting again after all these years is throwing me off. I don’t even know who I am. Who I can be right now,” he spoke the words quietly into the night.

“You have the chance to find out,” Ben said. “But... Look, I know I have made mistakes in the past when it came to your curse-”

“I forgave you about that,” Jed cut him off. “Invited you to the party and everything.”

Ben let out a little laugh, casting his eyes downwards for a second. “I am aware,” he said. “What I mean to say is that our curses did not define us. You are still the same person you were, you’re just… Learning to adjust to this new reality.”

“How are you adjusting?” Jed turned to look at him. “Staying alive and in one place for more than a few days? When was the last time that happened?”

“I couldn’t even tell you,” Ben said, staring back at him. “But I could get used to it. And you are trying to avoid the conversation.”

“I’m not trying-” he started to say, but at the sight of Ben’s raised eyebrow he just gave up. “Okay, fine, I am, but in my defense I don’t think this is something I’ll figure out today. It’s just this night. It makes everything real. I’m really not a werewolf anymore.”

“Well, from what I understand, the gene is still there…”

“I’m also not really planning on killing anyone though…”

“Unfortunate choice of words on my part, I apologize,” Ben said, making him smile. “If you don’t feel ready to leave yet though there is time. No one’s chasing anyone anymore.”

“I don’t think I can figure out what this means for me here,” Jed said with a sigh. “It’s not like I could stay at the school forever. It is supposed to prepare us for the outside world. Not to mention I don’t think there’s really a place for me here right now.”

“There will always be a place for you here, you know that,” Ben said. “I’ve been here for a few weeks and I know that.”

“Maybe,” Jed relented. “But I still feel there’s so much to do out there. Also this really hot dude said he’d come with me and that can’t hurt.”

“Hm, for the record I think that ‘hot dude’ would follow you anywhere.” Ben gave him a grin. Jed wasn't ashamed to admit he found it utterly endearing whenever Ben tried to use expressions like this.

“Lucky me,” he said before leaning in to kiss him. The rain kept pouring outside, the full moon gleaming in the sky and Jed was still… Jed.

They pulled back, their foreheads still touching, their faces barely illuminated in the dark of the room. It was quiet. It was nice.

“We can figure this out together.” Ben’s words were whispered, but powerful enough.

Jed had really been through a lot, not to mention they’d just beaten the gods only days ago. They had a pretty good track record so far.

They were going to figure this out together. He had no doubt about that.

[bluetrainer]

Pride Month Art Challenge Day #4: Jed and Ben from Legacies

Man, these two really were a blink of the eye moment. Introduced and established as a couple in the last few episodes of the show before the great CW cancellation purge. It would’ve been great to get a whole season of them together but at least we got the moments we did.

[alltid-og-for-evig]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Legacies (TV 2018) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hope Mikaelson/Lizzie Saltzman, Landon Kirby/Ethan Machado, Milton "MG" Greasley/Kaleb Hawkins, Ben/Jedediah "Jed" Tien, Jen/Cleo Sowande, Josie Saltzman/Finch Tarrayo Additional Tags: AU-gust | August Writing Challenge, Alternate Universe - Noir, Mystery, Private Investigators, Aged-Up Character(s), Light Angst, POV Multiple, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Series: Part 57 of AUgust Writing Challenge Summary:

In Landon’s case, he doesn’t deal with those who hide so much as those who run. Got a lot of runners in Mystic Falls. People who pass through looking for something else. Quiet people. The kind who are always searching, and who you’d never suspect are dying. Landon helps them as best he can when he can.

(or, MG solves a missing persons case while Landon helps his patrons solve their lives)

[siesporamor]

Me when I started seeing hints of Benjed: I don't know if I'm going to be able to get invested, they won't have much time to develop the ship.

Me now: OMG he would've fought with him!

[suvarnarekha]

Jed x Ben ✨ - Legacies (tv 2018)

[supercap2319]

Peter: "You took my younger brother out for ice cream, but not me?"

Y/N: "Yeah? Why?"

Peter: "Why Benj? Why not me?"

Y/N: "Peter, you're not seriously jealous of your baby brother are you?"

Peter: "Maybe."

[inmydr3amz]

Could you write a bailey's sister! Make out with benj nielsen?

✮ RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU ✮ ​​

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✦ synopsis: in which benj realizes the right girl has been right in front of him all along

⟡ content warnings: none just fluff!

✦ word count: 1223

✮⋆ a/n: sorry this took me so long ive been busy w school 😭😭 also idk if this is what u had in mind. If not, feel free to drop another request w more details!! ⋆✮

p.2

You hate your sister for a lot of things: the fact that she doesn't let you wear her make-up, or her clothes, the fact that she's embarrassed to be seen with you, the fact that she still calls you her "baby sister" even though you're 15 now and only a year younger than her anyway, the fact that Benj has been in love with her for years even though she has this weird push and pull thing with him where she treats him like shit but then acts like she likes him when she doesn't actually give two shots about her him and just like the attention all the while you've always been right there.

One thing you don't hate about her, though, is the fact that she drops you off at the Nielsens' when she picks Alyssa up to hang out because it comes with a perk—you get to spend the day with Benj.

You've been best friends your entire lives because while your sisters were casting you off to the side, you were hanging out with each other.

And still, the idiot has heart eyes for the one sister who doesn't look his way, when all you've ever done is see him.

Your sister is a stupid jerk, you're sure of it, a damn toxic bitch, too—pulling the sweetest boy you've ever known along for the flattery then tossing him away when she's bored, or finds someone else, or simply when they're at school because she's embarrassed to be seen around Freshmen when she's literally just a Sophmore.

Sisterly love and all that—but that doesn't mean you have to like her.

It's getting to you now, like it always does, and it's bubbling up, up, up, 'till it just comes out—

Saturday afternoon. Rainy. Cold. You're laying on Benj's bed, staring at the ceiling, legs draped over the edge. You're wearing one of his sweaters. You listen to the sound of the rain tapping against the window, the glass cold to the touch.

He's sitting next to you, so close you can feel his body heat, and the mattress dips under your head whenever he bounces his thigh. He has his lower lip between his teeth, muttering little swears. Hands grip the controller, eyes trained on the shooter game displayed on the T.V. in front of him.

He groans and mutters a soft "Fuck." as he loses, tipping back a little.

You just can't take it. You really, really can't—

"Hey, Benj?"

He pulls one side of his head seat away from his ear. "Hmm?" he hums, looking down at you.

"Why do you like my sister?"

His face flushes—not because you're not supposed to know. He knows you know; he told you himself. You still remember the day: 4th grade, when he'd started chasing frogs. His face was red from running around when he met you under the slide at recess. Bailey and Alyssa were on the seesaw. He'd leaned over and said, "I like someone." You got excited because you thought it might be you. And then he said it was your sister. Your relationship with her has been strained ever since.

No, he just didn't expect it. You can tell because he's choking on air when normally he loves talking about Bailey.

He coughs one more time to clear his throat. "What?" he asks, strained.

You sit up to be eye-level with him and play with the sleeves of his hoodie you're wearing. It even smells like him—shampoo and lotion and vanilla.

"Bailey. Why do you like her? She's a bitch."

"Oh, come on," he says, and there's an amused glint in his eyes. He knows you and your sister don't get along. He and Alyssa don't get along very well, either. "I know o don't have the best relationship with my own sister, either, but don't you think you're being a little mean?"

"Benj, seriously." You're sounding upset now.

He was going to start a new game—but he stops short hearing your curt tone. He puts his controller down and hooks his headset around his neck. "Y/N, what's going on?"

You take a shaky intake of breath, feeling tears start to prick at your eyes—and your jaw start to set the more you think about your sister. "How do you like Bailey? She doesn't even like you. Hell, she's embarrassed by you!" you exclaim, throwing your hands around.

His face furrows with confusion, then intense with a flicker of pain. He slumos back. "You're being mean," he says softly, defeated. You hate seeing him defeated. He's too nice to look defeated.

You chew on the inside of your cheek hard to fight off how queasy you feel. "I'm not trying to be mean, Benj. I just don't think you should waste your time on her." When I'm right here.

When I actually appreciate you.

When I actually love you.

Even with that sad, puppy dog face, he still has a little awestruck glow in his eyes. "Because she just . . ." He sighs dreamily. "She's great, you know? She's pretty, and funny, and—"

You've taken this for years now. You can't. Not today.

You kiss him.

It's mindless, really. Your body leans forward of it's own accord, driven by the way you yearn for him.

His eyes widen and he just freezes, holding his hands up like he's scared to move. When it ends, and you look at him like you're a little shocked by your own actions, it hits him: he's fucking in love with you.

Sure, there's always been that Baily infatuation—but that was always the chase of the unattainable thing. It's easier to want someone you know you'll never have a chance with because then when you're rejected you don't have to confront the forever-hungry fear that maybe you're unlovable. It was never real.

But you? Oh, you . . .

You've always been real.

"Benj—" you go to say when he grabs you by the elbow and pull you into a bruising kiss. There's no hesitation this time, no freezing up. You flow right into it, melt under him as he shuffles, hand on the small of your back as he guides you to lay down. Your lips move against his like they have a mind of their own. The kiss is messy and unexperienced and it doesn't matter because it's good and it's Benj.

God, nothing has ever felt so natural.

You fist his shirt and pull his body against yours. He's half against you, holding himself up with his forearm next to your head, that hand absentmindedly playing with your hair, the other hand grabbing your waist and shifting you in time with his shifts under him and all you can think is hands, hands, hands.

Benj's hands.

Hot hands.

Hand placement.

That hand slipping under your (his) sweater to hold your bare skin.

He lets out a little desperate sound before pulling away, panting and eyes glazed over. You're panting too, loosening your grip on his shirt to press your hands flat on his chest.

Benj blinks, wets his lips. "I really have been wasting my time with Bailey," he quips breathlessly.

[foolsocracy]

pose king the fit is hard

[d-criss-news]

Via Benj Pasek's Instagram Story (December 6th, 2024)

[paulcirigliano]

[dragonbinx]

Two years ago, Jed and Ben ran away together. 🔥🐺💚💜💙

[benjhawkins]

Witch of the Westmorland Wednesday

[talloran-irl]

why, of all the subjects of experience out there, this one—the one corresponding to the human being—is the one whose experiences are live?