#Elizabeth Harmon x y/n

[the-fiction-witch]

Feelings

Media The Queens Gambit

Character Benny Watts

Couple Benny X Reader

Rating Sweet + SMut

Requested:

Hey fiction witch, if u can see this I have a request, in the show Beth leaves New York and goes back to her house and when Beth and Benny r on the phone Benny gets upset and tells Beth to not call him, after that happens can u plz make y/n find out that Beth hurt Benny and y/n being her sweet and empathetic self, goes to comfort Benny in his house and yk wtv happens next 🤭 if u can make that story asap that would be amazing thank u 🙏

I shifted my hips from side to side humming along with the tune coming from my record player speaker, My hands in the hot water washing up the dishes and pots from dinner. I jumped as I heard my phone begin its blaring. So I left the last pot to soak trying off my hands on my apron as I scampered my shoes across the floor of my little townhouse I quickly turned down the volume on my record player as I passed the shelf, I lost my footing a little on the rug's stupid curled corner and went tumbling onto my sofa on my back, luckily just beside my phone table so I picked up the red rotary phone from the table bringing it to my ear. 

"Y/l/n Residence." I smiled 

"Hi y/n" Beth smiled 

"Ohh, My my to what do I owe the pleasure, Miss Harmon?" 

"Oh you know, nothing unusual. How's queens?" 

"Boring. But finally unpacked my last few boxes so shaping up nicely. How's kentuky?" 

"Much the same" she smiled "So, I had a question."

"ahh there is the point of your call, of course, ask away"

"You've been to Moscow correct?" 

"Yes, I have. I assume there is a follow-up question."

"Yeah, I'm doing a bit of packing. I know everyone says Moscow is cold but... exactly how cold?"

 "When they say cold they mean cold beth. It's freezing in Moscow. The snow came up to my knees. I was so cold I ripped stuffing out of the hotel pillow to shove in my bra because I was convinced my nipples would freeze off. and that's coming from a New York girl" I laughed "Pack for ice. Pack for snow. Pack for seeing your breath inside buildings." 

"Really?"

"If you're too hot you can always take layers off," I explained 

"Fair enough,"

"That all?"

"I had something else to ask too"

"Sure, fire away." 

"Did you... Like to fuck Benny?"

"That's a bold question for six pm" 

"But did you, when you two were... together?"

I laughed "My darling Elizabeth. Me and Benny never have been... together. Not officially anyway."

"But when you did. Did you like to?"

"Sometimes."

"Sometimes?"

"You can say every time you've had sex you liked it? sometimes stuff's just shit"

"But other than those times"

"I did. Course I did. Benny... is a complicated man"

"How so?"

"Because he's Benny" I laugh "He's weird, he thinks fifteen steps ahead at any one moment, he's passionate and dedicated with an ego big enough to fly himself to Moscow and back, but he's also... you know a man. so he's blunt and simple, and can't see a hint five inches in front of his face." I explained, "Why?" 

"I think. it might be over."

"Over? Did it ever begin?"

"I mean... kinda. sort of. It's complicated."

"Beth. What happened?"

"So you know how Benny's been bugging me to come to New York"

"Yes. Because he misses you. That's his way of saying that." 

"Yeah he even told me"

"He told you he missed you?"

"Yes"

"And you did what?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing!"

"Yeah I mean we called a little more but not much else. and I kinda... pissed him off"

"What did you do?"

"I gave the church the money back. I tried to ask him for money. if he wants to come he can help me pay for it right? he flipped out and told me not to call him again. That was... two days ago and he won't answer the phone. Guess I'm just kinda..."

"You're serious?" I sighed 

"Yeah."

"Okay... I have not got time to deal with you" I sighed sitting up normally "All I'm gonna say is you've fucked up Beth. And I am going to clean this up, not because I want to help you. But because I care too much about Benny. I will call you later and we will have a chat" I told her before hanging up the phone 

"Fuck..." I sighed "Harmon, you do make my life difficult" I grabbed the phone again and dialled the number for the Brooklyn basement listening to it ring but no answer, I tried again but still no answer, I gave it one more try but still no answer. 

I gave up setting the phone back on the receiver and I got to my feet untieing my apron throwing it on the kitchen table grabbing my handbag making sure to grab my spare key. changing my shoes and slipping on my gloves before rushing out locking up my front door as I scampered down the steps of the stoop I unlocked the door on my little red mini threw my bag on the passenger seat quickly started the car up and scampered through the New York streets using all the little cut thoughts I knew to travel the six miles from my townhouse in queens to the basement in Brooklyn. I pulled my mini up behind the little blue Beatle parked and grabbed my bag climbing out of the car and heading down the little foul-smelling stairwells until I finally reached the metal door giving it a firm few taps. No answer came. but I could hear noises from within. I knocked much louder but still no answer came.

I rolled my eyes grabbed the spare key from my handbag forced it into the lock and opened the door shutting it behind me immediately I could tell things weren't good.

This apartment was dark, gloomy and damp as usual, bottles littered his table enough you could use them as pieces in a chess game, and things haphazardly moved around the apartment. And Benny amongst it all. Barefoot. Black jeans tight to his body, his belt gone, his black turtleneck on with his sleeves rolled up, frustration across his face, a beer in hand that he finished and there across his apartment smashing it on the wall. 

“Benny?” 

He ran a hand through his hair and glanced up at me “Hey y/n.”

“How are you feeling?” 

“I'm fine” he snapped grabbing a cigarette from his table setting it in his mouth and lighting it up with his old Zippo 

“Benny.” I glared

“I'm fine.” He snapped 

“Beth called me.”

“Did she now? You come down to tell me I'm an asshole”

“I don't make judgements till I hear both sides” I answered “So, tell me what happened.”

“So it fucking -”

“Calmly.” 

“It's over. I'm done with her. I have put up with so much shit from her. She treats me like a doormat, and only calls me when she needs something. Well she can go fuck herself” he says pacing around his apartment

“Okay, what exactly happened?”

“She gave the money back. Asked me to pay for us. She ignored everything I told her. All because she didn't want to sign some worthless bit of paper. Now I can't go to Moscow with her. Fine, she clearly didn't want me with her anyway.”

“Alright, and you told her?”

“I told her not to call me again. She wants to do this on her own fine. She can. She won't hear a word from me, but she can fuck off if she wants anything.” 

“You've been ignoring calls?”

“I didn't exactly feel like talking right now” 

“Alright, go get changed and I'll make you some tea”

“I don't -”

“Benny. Don't make me bonk you with a spoon” 

“Fine I will get changed” he sighed going to his room “and make coffee.”

“No tea. Coffee will keep you up and you do not need more energy right now” I explained going and making some nice tea one for me and one for Benny taking and sitting them both on the small table in the centre of the living space, as well as a glass of water I took a small dustpan and brush from the cabinet and cleaned up the broken glass from the bottle as well as any other little mess that littered the apartment. I went to the small record player beside the chair and for a moment flipped through his small collection grabbing a nice album of some gentle swing music adding it to the player letting it spin and turning it down to almost nothing, and I took a seat on the pile of pillows he used as a sofa. Soon enough he returned with a fresh set of clothes, some new jeans, a black T-shirt and his green button-down 

“There you feel a little better now?”

“It is nice to have some fresh clothes on” he grunted back 

“Come on” I offered patting the pillow beside me

“I'm not in the mood y/n”

“Benny. Come here.”

He rolled his eyes but came and sat beside me still as angry and frustrated as before leaning his head against the exposed bricks 

“Good, now when did you last drink something?”

“I'm not thirsty”

“Did I ask that?”

“No”

“When did you last drink something? You're only going to give yourself a headache” I told him, offering him the water but he turned away “Hydrate. Or I will hit you with a spoon”

He took the glass and had a sizable sip 

“Thank you, now come here and talk it out” 

“Y/n I know you mean well but I’m-”

“I will get the spoon in a minute.” I warn “Come” I demanded patting my thigh

He rolled his eyes but leant over so I wrapped my arms around him letting him lay his head in my lap “I don't see how this is going to help”

“You need to acknowledge and work through your feelings”

“I don't have feelings. I'm a man.”

“Ohh no you don't have feelings. That's why you've been spending your days in a dark basement drinking like a fish and frustrated smoking. No feelings at all” I smiled gently petting his soft fluffy hair 

“I don't need to work through my feelings.”

“Yes, you do. Otherwise, you're just going to be angry forever. And god knows I can't deal with that” I laughed

“Fine” he sighed 

“Take a moment just to clear the brain” I smiled playing with his hair in all the usual spots he liked me too

“My brain doesn’t clear.”

“Then hyperfocus. On the ticking of the clock, the nice gentle music, clear the mind of all other things and just exist for a moment”

We sat for a few moments just enjoying the quiet of his basement, the gentle hum of the music and the rhythm of our breaths

“Okay” He nods sounding far calmer than before

“That help?”

“A little”

“Okay do a Big breath in.”

“Why do I-”

“Benny” I warned so he did as I asked “Big breath in. And back out. Another one in… and another out. Okay? Feel a little better?” I smiled walking him through it a few times

“A bit” 

“Are you calmer?”

“Somewhat”

“So, tell me what happened”

“You going to tell me when I’m wrong?”

“No. I'm not going to say anything you just explain and I will listen.” 

“I try asking her for months to come up to New York, actually spend some time together, no she's busy she needs to do this, she needs to do that, she ghosts me for six months, okay I try asking to go to Paris with her support her with the tournament, no she's going on her own, she can't afford to take me too, so fine she goes on her own only when she's fucked herself up so bad she looses her tournament and has headlines everywhere she was drunk as a sailor then! I got a call. I try to be supportive and offer to pick her up from the airport. No, she wants to be alone. I try to talk her through everything and offer her a safe space, so we can be together and work stuff out, no she wants to be alone. She wants to drink. Fine, I try! I try and say she can drink so long as she came here no she wants to go and get drunk. She goes home to Kentucky and ghosts me again. She calls me finally because she wants my advice and again I try to get her to come here, I try and be nice hell I told her I fucking missed her nope she wants to stay on her own meaning she wants to fucking drink. And again I'm ghosted. She completely ignores what I tell her to do. She gives the church their money and calls me up like I'm the problem! Like I haven't spent the last year waiting for your phone calls like some abandoned puppy! Says she's paying her own way to Moscow and can't afford to take me with her, if I wanna come I need to pay, when she knows full well I don't have two thousand dollars laying around to jet off to Moscow. Accused me of gambling it all away. So fuck it. Fuck her. She wants to go and her drunk and fuck her life up that's her decision she's not taking me down with her. I'm not staying as her fucking doormat fuck to treat her how she wants. If she'd rather get drunk than be with me fine I hope she and her bottle are happy” 

“How did that make you feel?”

“Like shit.”

“Benny, feelings are not shit. use your words. Not just your swears.”

“Like… why should I bother you know? Like I'm trying so so much and you're giving absolutely nothing back. And that makes me feel like I'm the asshole for wanting anything”

“You're not an asshole for wanting acknowledgement Benny. You've done a lot for Beth and it's not easy for you to be emotionally numerable”

“Exactly! It's like you bare your fucking soul to someone and their response is okay cool. What else? Like I don't know what more you want from me. Am I being a dick? Asking for too much or something?”

“I don't think so, I do think you also need to respect Beth is also not an emotional person. The two of you aren't going to have a great emotional conversation because neither of you are good emotional communicators and that's fine some people aren't, but it would seem you are putting a lot of effort in, now Beth may not see it as a lot of effort in her mind and may not be seeing how much effort that Is for you and not appreciate it as much or it could be that she just expects more. and if you can't give her that then you can't there's nothing wrong with that Benny” 

“Do you think I'm an emotionally distant person?”

“You can be. You're… very practical Benny. You're emotional to the extent of practically, when emotions aren't useful you don't bother to express them. But I do think you not in the wrong here you've made a lot of moves to be more outwardly expressive and it was clear you were upset long before this” I explained “I think, and of course, you don't need to take my advice. But I think you and Beth need time apart I think you both need to not see one another, not speak to one another, for a couple of weeks I think you both need to separately decide the kind of relationship you want together. If you want to have the kind of relationship where you call every other day and talk or if you want a relationship where you talk every six months how much emotional investment you each have needs to be equal and it clearly isn't so I think spend time apart to think and when she gets back from Moscow you two need to talk and see where you go from here.”

“... Your right.” He sighed sitting up “Where did you learn all this stuff anyway?” He asks having some tea 

“Therapy. You know that thing I keep telling you to go to”

“I don't need therapy”

“Everyone needs therapy, Benny.”

“I don’t” 

“Yes, you do.” I told him “You have a lot of untapped emotional issues rattling around in that big head of yours” I told him having some tea “And I’m boarder line convinced you have… some type of-”

“No I don’t” he snapped

“Benny you hyperfocus on chess, don’t understand your own emotions, freak out when someone tries to touch your skin, and use your rings like fidget toys… and you don’t think there might be a possibility you could have some form of -”

“No.” 

“Fine, fine. I’m not going to argue with you” I giggled “You should go to therapy though Benny.”

“Ohh what because I have ‘emotional trauma’?”

“Yes. you do.” I told him “Even if it's just having someone to talk to, to rant about your problems”

“That's why I have you” 

“I'm not your therapist Benny”

“Sorry”

“It's fine” I smiled pressing a kiss to the top of his head “You really liked her didn't you?”

“I did. I kinda thought we were the same. Maybe we're too much alike”

“Do you think maybe… you're seeing the bad things in Beth that you see in yourself?”

“Kinda. I think it's … made me realize how bad it is to be on that side of it. To be the one waiting by the phone on the promise of a call that never comes. I think I'm .. trying though. I can see how bad it is and in trying to fix it but just feels like bailing a bucket out a lake” 

“Well, baby steps. Just the fact you see it and are making steps is still better. You're never going to bail the lake if you don't start with a bucket”

“I guess so. It makes me wonder… how she sees me. I know officially we didn't label anything but, I kinda think she just saw me as a chessboard that could make her cum” 

“What did you want her to be?”

“....I don't know. Guess I wanted someone to call. Someone to spend time with. Someone who wants to talk to me. Listens to me. Makes me feel like what I say makes a difference. Like I Matter to them. Someone who gets excited about spending time with me, who wants to be with me not because we might play chess or we might have sex but just because we like being together”

“You ever tell her that?”

“No.”

“Then … you can't expect her to give you that Benny. She's not a mind reader. She doesn't know that's what you want same as you don't know what she wants. You two are both people not great at emotions be the best course is to straight forward sit her down and say that's what you want and if that's not what she wants you can either try to find a middle ground or that can be it”

“Your right. But I don't want to see her. Or talk to her. I don't completely want to think about her but there's no getting out of that” he explained lighting another cigarette “But I'm done. Unless she's willing to try I don't want anything more than to be her friend”

“If that's what you want. That's what you want” I smiled taking the cigarette from him putting it out in the table’s ashtray “You’re not smoking because you want it you smoking because your frustrated.” I laughed

“Your therapist tell you that too?”

“No. I just know you, Benny. Besides you’ve been doing really good. Don’t destroy all your progress just because you’re mad” I told him 

“You rather I drink?”

“I’d rather you have healthy coping mechanisms but you know… baby steps.” I smiled “You feel a bit better? Got all that off your chest?”

“Yeah. Thanks y/n.”

“Your welcome” I smirked having some tea “It's kinda funny”

“What is?”

“That's exactly what I wanted. Back when we …”

“Really?” He asks 

“Yeah. I'd have killed for you to want to spend time with me without it seeming like I was dragging you away from something you wanted to do more”

“.... Fuck. I was a dick.”

“You kinda were.” I laughed “But we wanted different things that's okay”

“I feel like shit. Maybe things would be different if I figured out this is what I wanted”

“Maybe” I shrug “But you didn’t want that then that’s fine you can change your mind as life changes, that wasn’t the sort of thing you wanted then”

“You’re a very emotional person. I think I struggled with that”

“I can be�� overly emotional. In working on it. Trying not to overthink everything so much.” I said “How do you think it felt for me sitting here miles deep in overthinking as to why you weren’t talking to me, that you were mad, that I did something wrong, all the while you just sat there playing chess completely unaware I was even upset being quiet because… you like to sit quietly.”

“I saw you were upset… when it was too late. By the time I picked up on it you crying so far down an emotional rabbit hole even if I did know How to deal with it, it was kinda too late”

“And yes that is on you for not noticing my emotions but also on me for not being clearer with them, literally could have fixed all my overthinking with, Benny are you mad at me? But no I wanted to sit there pouting getting more and more anxious waiting for you to figure out that I was worried.” 

“I always felt like a dick for asking you what was wrong,”

“Because I wanted you to pick up on it. I didn’t want to tell you I just wanted you to pick up and fix it. And that's on me. That was my issue and I’m getting better. Can’t expect people to know everything. But you're getting better too, learning when people are upset being more outwardly emotional if you need a little coaxing.”

“Or threatening” 

“Everyone is different Benny. The sooner you realize that the easier life is. Everyone you speak to, and everyone you see is completely different we all think differently, behave differently, and have different responses to things, and no one can read minds. We all need to give each other a little more slack because we don't know what's going on in their head and they'll never know what's happening in ours. Some people can read emotions across your face like a book, some people need to be told or they'll never learn. I was an emotionally overthinking young woman craving emotional intimacy without having to ask for it. While being in a non-official relationship with a man who can't read emotions, has a hard time expressing his feelings and craves reassurance. On top of the very basic one, what's to fuck one wants to love problem. You surprised it went south?” 

“I crave reassurance?”

“Benny. You're a chess player who dresses like a goth pirate.”

“Point taken” 

“It's fine people grow and change neither of us are the people we were then”

“That's true” he nods “Can I get the number for your therapist?”

“Why?”

“He sounds good. The fact you rattled all that off is pretty impressive”

“Find your own therapist. Don't want conflicts of interest”

For a moment he was puzzled “You talk about me in therapy?”

“Yeah”

“God was I that much of a cunt?”

“No. You’re my friend. Our lives are very intertwined is all” I laughed leaning on his shoulder 

“that’s fair” he laughed “... Do you think I ask for too much? With Beth?”

“I think… you ask for more than she's comfortable with. Let's face it Benny your fighting against an addiction. You might have an ego and you might love chess but you're not physically addicted to it” 

“I just feel like in trying so hard, pushing myself so far beyond what I'd normally be comfortable with the least she can do is try”

“if that's how you feel. Then I think she should respond to that”

“I'm not a dick?”

“I don't think so” I smiled

“Thanks y/n. I'm really thankful you came over”

“Well I can't just leave you someone has to try and get you through these gross… feelings you're not used to”

“Can you stay?”

“What?”

“Can you stay? I don't think I wanna be on my own tonight”

“Of course Benny”

We stayed up a little long chatting about things but soon it came time for bed he put up the air bed for himself and I took his bed even if I argued but he let me have it. 

I changed borrowing one of his shirts for the night getting cosy in the warm bed. 

The lights out the only sound the occasional sound of the New York cars above the basement. 

I was about to drift off when I perked up hearing the creek of the door and soon enough the covers moved and Benny crawled in with me 

“Hi”

“Hi”

“Did you want your own bed back?”

“No, I just… I don't wanna be alone right now” he says slowly wrapping his arms around me and pulling me tight to his body my hips to his my back to his chest squeezing me almost like I was his teddy bear 

“Okay Benny, you don't need to worry I'll be right here,” I reassured letting him squeeze me tightly to his body, he held me tight pressing his lips to my shoulder 

“Can I get my anger out?” He asked 

“Alright” I nodded 

He moved and pushed me down on my back “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” I nodded 

He nodded and leant down to nibble and kiss my neck, before he pulled down his boxers and tugged off my panties, he started off gently slipping himself inside me he held my hips firmly digging his nails into my skin as he aggressively thrusted, often bitting his lips and gritting his teeth letting out his frustration and anger though the movement of his hips. He began to slow so I smiled and held his hips gently turning us so he laid on his back and I sat on top of him gently moving my hips slowly “Reveling in your anger is not going to make you feel better” I smiled stroking his stomach as I moved 

“I know. I just wanted to get the anger out” he sighed moving his hips with me 

“Wouldn’t this be nicer?”

“It is much nicer.” he smiled “Nice and calming” He cooed sitting up a little and wrapping his arms around me to pull me into his chest for an intense kiss I smiled into the kiss as I moved my hips faster trying to match his own speed getting more and more intense the longer it went on I knew I was close starting to nibble on his neck as I began to slow getting close to my edge he noticed and smirked making sure to work as hard as he could letting out the last of his frustration until I reached my peak biting his neck as I did which in turn got him to his own edge burying himself deep inside me and riding it out before he collapsed against the bed and I basically fell off onto the other side 

“Feel better now Benny?”

“Yeah” he nods between gasps “That is way better than therapy” 

“They're not mutually exclusive Benny.”

“I still think this is better”

“You can’t just ignore your feelings and deal with your frustrations through sex” I told him

He smirked and turned over to spoon me “Did it work?” 

“...yes but?”

“Did it work?”

“Yes.”

“Then I'm gonna do it” he shrugs 

“Alright Benny, if that’s how you wanna deal with your feelings” I laughed “Come on, let's get some sleep”

“Alright, Night”

“Night” I smiled giving him a little kiss before we cuddled up and drifted off to sleep. 

I yawned as I woke up I gently pushed Benny’s arms off me climbed out the bed and headed across the apartment, I went to the kitchen and began to make coffee humming to myself a little. 

“Morning,” Benny spoke up from the bedroom door

“Morning, How are you feeling today?”

“Better. Much better” he smiled coming and wrapping his arms around me giving my neck some kisses “You always make me feel better”

“I do?”

“You do. I’m sorry”

“For what?”

“For being a dick, when we…” he began “I realize it and I’m sorry”

“That's very sweet. Apology accepted. I’m sorry for how I was too”

“Apology accepted” he smiled 

“I’m sorry you’ve had to deal with the shit from Beth”

“It’s fine. I know how to deal with it”

“Oh?”

“She can find another doormat. She wants to drink and wants to go on her own she can. I don’t want that. We can be friends if she wants but nothing more than that. I don’t feel like I want anything more”

“Okay. I’m proud of you, for expressing your feelings” I smiled

“Did you wanna stay for a while? Spend some time together?”

“Is that also part of you dealing with this?” I giggled turning to face him

“Kinda. But Now I know what you wanted. And I want that too. Maybe now we're a little older we’ll be better, more communicative, better with our feelings. So? Did you wanna try again?”

“On one condition.”

“Oh?”

“Go to therapy, Benny.” 

“Do I have to?”

“Yes.”

“How much therapy?”

“How about one session, one date.”

“Three dates one session”

“Two.” “Deal” he smiled pulling me into a sweet kiss “Will you help me find one?”

“Yes, I will.” I giggled “Come on we’ll have coffee and a cuddle”

“Sounds perfect” 

[xngels-world]

10:15 am — Elizabeth Harmon

**

“Do you think you’re gonna win?” You asked, watching your girlfriend get herself ready for the day. She turned to you, smiling when you smiled at her. “The honest answer?” she asked with a smile, earning a nod from you. “I’m not sure, but if I practice enough, I think I can.”

“That’s a fair point,” you responded, finally rolling out of bed to get ready for the day. “Are you gonna call that Watts guy to help you practice, or are you just going to play yourself again?”

“His name is Benny, and actually I was hoping you would play me.” She set the hair brush down, putting a hair tie on her wrist.

You laughed. “You know I don’t actually know how to play, love.”

“I can teach you.”

“Well, what’s the point in learning if I’m not learning from the best?” You joked, laughing when she feigned an offended expression, laughing along with you. “Alright, then. Teach me,” you added.

[babybluebex]

Hi! I'd like to request jealous smut of Beth Harmon x fem!reader. Both of them are switches and get jealous of Benny Watts flirting with the other; so Beth and the reader show each other who they belong to 💞

promises, promises [beth harmon x reader] 

pairing: beth harmon x reader (y/n)

summary: beth catches you flirting with benny, and she feels the need to remind you that you’re hers. 

word count: 1222

warnings: a little bit of smut (mentions of f!ngering), misplaced jealousy, me being a Yearning Sapphic ™ for too long

a/n: beth is a goddess. that is all. add yourself to my taglist!

tags: @simsiddy

“Ya know, I’ve always admired you,” Benny said. “You’re so… Cool.” 

“Thanks,” I said. “You’re pretty cool too.”

“Beth’s lucky to have you,” Benny mumbled, flicking ash off of his cigarette. Paris was cold at night, but Benny still needed a cigarette, and I, being the only one of our little group with any left in my pack, accompanied him out of the bar. “But.. Can I ask, why Beth?”

I titled my head in confusion. “I don’t understand,” I mumbled. “Like… Why am I dating Beth?”

“Yeah,” Benny said with a nod. “I mean, as opposed to anybody else.” 

I shrugged as I tried to come up with a solid answer. “I dunno,” I said finally. “She’s just… I like her. She’s easy to get along with most of the time, but, even when she’s grumpy and all, she’s… I can’t put it in words. I’m just in love with her, ya know? It’s hard to explain love.” 

“I get that,” Benny nodded. “And you’re fine with me always hanging around?” 

“Yeah,” I nodded. “I mean, Townes and Harry always hang around, so what’s one more?” 

“You understand what I mean, don’t you?” Benny asked. “You’re fine with me… And Harry… Always being around Beth?” 

“You can talk as slow as you want, you won’t be making anymore sense than before,” I told him. “Just spit it out.” 

“Do you know that Beth and I hooked up a few months ago?” Benny asked. “And she and Harry? And I think she and Townes, but I’ve never gotten a straight answer out of either of them about it.” 

I didn’t get jealous easily. I knew who I was dating; Beth was admired and adored in her world, and I was used to people pining over her left and right. I never gave it a second thought when we would wake up to flowers and dinner invitations. But something about Benny’s words made an uncomfortable heat bloom in my belly. “Oh,” I said, pushing my hair behind my ear in an act of nonchalance. “I didn’t know that, but I don’t mind. You guys are friends now, and any friend of Beth is a friend of mine.” 

“That’s good,” Benny said, and he dropped the cigarette butt on the ground. “I’d hate to screw up the whole dynamic of our friend group.” 

Just then, the door to the bar swung open, and Beth, Harry, and Townes emerged with laughter and snorts. Beth perked her eyebrow at me and wrapped an arm around my waist, and she pressed her thumb to my bottom lip. “Princess, you told me that you quit smoking,” she said to me. 

“I said no such thing,” I said quickly, taking my cigarette between my fingers. 

Beth took my cigarette for herself and took a drag, then blew a mouthful of smoke above my head. “No, I remember it,” she argued, as Beth was always so happy to. “I had my head between your thighs and--” 

“Christ!” I cried, my face screwing up in embarrassment, and Harry and Benny sputtered with tipsy laughter. “Bethy, you can’t just say that--” 

“Sure I can,” Beth said. “I mean, we’re adults, and Benny’s always going off about his conquests. But, regardless, you promised me that you would quit smoking.” 

“I don’t remember that,” I said. “But if you say so…” 

Beth discarded the cigarette on the sidewalk, and she pressed her warm hand against my cheek. “Come here, princess,” she said softly and tugged me close, and she brushed her lips past mine. I could taste the gin on her lips from her favorite drink, the same ones her mother used to drink, but it only made me want more. I pressed forward, putting my hands on her waist, and she slung her arms around my neck as she gently bit my bottom lip. 

Harry and Benny were content to continue to drink around Paris, but Beth and I suddenly had other plans that landed us in our hotel room. As quickly as we could manage, our dresses were tugged off, and she was laying between my quivering legs as her thin fingers teased my wet heat. Beth had magic in her fingers, I just knew it. She kissed my leg, leaving trace amounts of her favorite red lipstick, and she finally whispered, “What were you and Benny talking about?” 

“Jesus, Beth,” I huffed. “I don’t know. Just shooting the shit, ya know?” 

“Hmm,” Beth hummed lightly, and her thumb gently circled my clit. With her fingers inside me and the feeling of her warm breath on my core, I knew that there was no hope of me lasting much longer. Beth knew this too, however, because she pulled her fingers back and looked up at me through her gorgeous eyelashes. “What were you talking about?” She asked again. 

“Fuck, Beth,” I sighed, pushing myself onto my elbows and blowing a lock of hair from my eyes. “Why do you care?” 

“Because you were making those big eyes at him,” Beth answered. 

“Big eyes?” I repeated. 

“Yeah,” She said. “You know the ones, right?” When I had no answer, she laughed. “You gave them to me last night! I was studying a game, and you came and sat on my lap and kissed my neck, and you gave me those eyes.” 

“Oh,” I said, suddenly understanding her attitude. Was she jealous? We were really the perfect couple. I got jealous at the thought of her being with someone else, and she did the same. “Well, maybe I was making eyes at Benny. I mean, c’mon, Beth, it’s Benny. He’s so dreamy.” 

“You’ve never used the word dreamy in your life,” Beth said and raised an eyebrow. 

“Maybe I did wanna bed Benny,” I said. “What would you do about it?”

“I think,” Beth began. Her fingers curled in my panties and tugged them down my legs, kissing all the way down, and kissed back up to my cunt. “I oughta show you who you belong to.” 

“And who is that?” I asked. My tough demeanor was disintegrating by the second and, the second that Beth’s lovely mouth was on me, it would fall off completely. 

“Why, me, of course,” Beth hummed. “I thought you knew, princess.” 

“I know that,” I laughed. Quickly, I hooked a leg around her waist and pushed her to the bed, and I straddled her waist. “But I seem to remember that you neglected to tell me that you fucked Benny. Harry too, for that matter.”

“Oh, please,” Beth laughed. Her hair was splayed out on the creme pillow, the sounds of Paris outside our window. But it was warm in the hotel room and smelled like my girlfriend’s perfume, and the taste of her skin lingered in my mouth, and I knew that I could never wander far from her. “That was before I met you, princess. Before… Everything.” 

Everything. Her exploring her sexuality, coming out, the repercussions that came with that. Hiding our relationship, stealing kisses behind closed doors and blaming alcohol if we got too close in public. Before the ups and downs and backslides and… Everything. 

“I’m yours now, princess,” Beth said, pressing her hand to my heart. My hand captured hers and I took a deep breath as I squeezed her hand. 

“Just yours.” 

[bxthharmon]

Pink Champagne (1) - Benny Watts x Reader

Words: 2154

Series Warnings: Drinking, substance and alcohol abuse, addiction, smoking

Pt. Warnings: implied alcohol abuse, smoking

A/N: idk how regular updates will be and idk where tf this is going but here we are lol

“masterlist”

“You’re a woman.”

The twelve year old looks up at the speaker, her mother, apprehensive. She does not consider herself as a woman, not yet anyway. Besides, the older woman was drunk - but then again, when wasn’t she? 

“Not only that, you’re a pretty woman, with a kind heart. You’re just like I was.” the mother props her head up with her hands, elbows on the table as she faces her only daughter. “Men will use you. They will hurt you and bring you down and they will break you because they can. Don’t let them. Don’t let them hurt you, be strong. You have brothers, and they are strong, but not like me and you are strong. They fight with their fists and think with their dicks. Us? We fight with our words and think with our brains. Keep your head up, don’t let them push you around.” the women, staring at each other in a conflicting sense of understanding and resentment, stay silent. The mother, resenting her child for still having the opportunities that she missed, and adoring that her daughter could still be something. The young girl, resenting being told how to live her life, but adoring the fact that her mother cared enough to tell her things like this. 

The mother, always the first one to break, stands, stretching, then reaching for another bottle.

-

Paris was everything that was expected. Y/N shopped and drank and fucked in that oddly cinematic way that everything in Paris happened, wasting two months of her life partying. She did a photoshoot for a new advertising campaign for a fashion house she is the ambassador for, and as always, got bored. After six weeks, she wound up in the same position she had been in so many times before, stocking up on months worth of wine, then finishing it within two weeks. After two months in Paris, she lay on top of the covers of her bed, wondering if she should have taken Beth up on her offer. She hadn’t spoken to any of her American friends since she left, and of the people she had seen in person, she knew that they had no connections to her American friends, so she felt safe. 

Out of alcohol and cigarettes, she considered sending the door boy to get some, or even going herself, and decided to do neither. It was at this point that she realised that she had eaten a sum total of four things in two weeks, all of which were snacks, and was drinking herself to death. She decided that she wanted French toast and that overly fancy Columbian pressed coffee from the cafe down the road. She would get cigarettes on the way.  So she dressed and left, greeting the surprised door boy on her way out. She bought her cigarettes, ate her French toast, drank her coffee, then considered her next move.

London was out of the question - she’d only just remembered that she’d sold her apartment. That left New York, Los Angeles or Beth’s offer of Kentucky. Los Angeles never ended well, and she didn’t want to get dragged into anything by her manager. Kentucky or New York? She would have to call Beth  to decide. 

So she traipsed back to her glamorous apartment and dialed Beth’s number, letting it ring out a few times before giving up. So Beth wasn’t at home, was she just out, or in New York? She knew the only way to find out would be through Harry or Benny. She chose Harry. Things between her and Benny were… well, she didn’t know what they were.

“Y/N?”

“Don’t sound so surprised.”

“I am though - you never call.”

“Phone calls are so much hassle.”

“More hassle than seeing people in person?”

She paused, unable to outwit him, especially given the hangover she could feel creeping up on her. “Is Beth in Kentucky at the moment?”

“Beth? No.” he answered, “Why?”

“Do you know where she is?”

“She doesn’t have any tournaments, so New York, why?”

“I want to see her.”

“Why didn’t you just call Benny?”

“Don’t worry, thanks though.”

“Y/N?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Don’t be. Bye.”

“Bye?”

She slammed the phone into its holder, sighing loudly. 

She’d always known she would have to see Benny eventually, but even after over two months since that night, she wasn’t ready. Besides, what was to say he wanted to see her? She slumped down into the armchair next to her phone, surveying her room and realising that he had been right - so had Beth - her drinking was getting out of hand. She stood with determination, picking up clothes from around the room and stuffing them into her wardrobe, which was already overflowing, and picking up all the bottles she could find to fill a couple of large paper bags. When she was done, the room felt cleaner, and she dragged the two paper bags out of her apartment and pushed them down the rubbish chute. She returned to her apartment, rummaging around to find a bag in the depths of her wardrobe. Once she had, she carefully picked out clothes, knowing that once she was back in America, the press would be all over her. She had clothes at Benny’s anyway, but she hated travelling without a suitcase - it made her feel bare. Before she left, she grabbed a pair of sunglasses and straightened herself out, checking that she was definitely wearing shoes and that her outfit all matched.

She carried her suitcase down with a little struggle, gave a couple of euros to the door boy for no reason in particular, and caught a taxi to the airport. The taxi driver, having recognised her instantly, seemed restless and kept telling her about how his twelve-year old-daughter wanted to be a model just like Y/N. She brushed it off, paying him well and buying the next flight she could at the front desk, rushing through customs to catch it. She tried to ignore the looks and comments she got as people realised who she was.

She didn’t sleep on the flight, instead ordering drink after drink, wondering what her mother would say if she could see her only daughter. Or Beth for that matter. She didn’t have to wonder what Benny would say, he had said it plenty of times before. When she left the airport, a crusade of reporters were awaiting her, and she had almost forgotten how the press could be. She persevered to a yellow cab, and let it take her to Benny’s. Standing outside, the harsh cold of autumn pushed her towards the door. She descended the steps, pausing when she reached the door, hearing four or five voices inside. Jesus, the whole gang was here. She steeled herself, knocking sharply and stepping away. The door opened abruptly, Beth appearing, at first confused, and then elated. She launched herself at Y/N, the two clinging to each other. Beth stepped back, scanning her friend over, and glancing towards the door. “You look more put together.”

“I don’t feel it.” Y/N admitted, hating the analytical look everyone seemed to give her these days.

“Why are you back here?” Beth murmured, her words kinder than they sounded, “I thought you were in Paris.”

“Well, I was. Then I ended up spending two weeks drinking myself half to death without leaving the room, and thought maybe it was time for a change of scene.”

“You can’t keep running from yourself, it’ll get you nowhere.”

“I know that.”

“Beth!” the two girls turned, “Are you alright out there? Who is it?” 

Benny’s voice, so recognisable, turned into the actual person. He was standing, jeans, a black top and layered necklaces, shock registering on his face. Y/N, who hadn’t proper registered that she was seeing him until that moment, looked like she wanted a black hole to appear beneath her. Pink tinged her cheeks, embarrassment unfamiliar to her, and she stood up straighter, faking confidence.

“Y/N?”

“Hi Benny.” She glanced back at Beth, who looked away. 

“Wait, is that Y/N?”

Arthur and Hilton appeared, and then Cleo, grinning with a drink in hand.

“You’ve been in Paris, eh?” she said, “Of course, you always seem to be there when I am not.”

“I wish you had been.” Y/N grinned, hugging Cleo tightly.

Benny, having come to his senses after the initial shock, stepped forwards, “A drink?”

Y/N looked at him pointedly, “You never have alcohol in this place.”

“But these three always bring some.” he nodded to the three stood next to her with drinks in hand.

“You not drinking at home really sucks ass.” Y/N groaned, concocting herself a makeshift cocktail with the ingredients she had to hand. 

“You know, most people don’t usually have those in pint glasses.” Arthur raised an eyebrow, and Y/N shrugged.

“I’m not most people.” she took a lengthy sip, ignoring the worried glances that her friends shared.

“So,” she looked up from her drink with a bright expression, “what’s going on in the chess world?”

“Well, we’re training Beth.” Benny explained.

“What for? She’s better than all of you.” Y/N frowned, and Beth smirked.

“Paris.” Hilton clarified, the prideful chess players ignoring your comment.

“Let’s do a simultaneous!” Benny offered. 

“Cleo, Y/N, are you joining?” 

“You know we can’t play.” Cleo reprimanded, the pair of you sitting down near the game and watching with interest.

“All of our friends are nerds.” Y/N sighed, “Look at them!”

-

By the time Beth had beaten the other three chess players eight times, Benny gave up. He had decided that Beth could ‘do it’, but was also getting distracted by the fact that Cleo and Y/N had found his records and were blasting The Doors as loud as they could and dancing around his living room. When the game was finished, the apartment was filled with the sound of Soul Kitchen, and any ability to concentrate on the game was impossible. Y/N was standing on his coffee table, eyes closed, bottle in hand, hips swaying. Cleo had her arms in the air, swaying with the rhythm, and the two girls seemed so lost in the music that the four surveyors were almost scared to interrupt. Y/N, murmuring the familiar lyrics, took a swig of the bottle and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one and taking a drag, only then noticing that her friends had stopped playing. “Join us!” She laughed, reaching over, grabbing Beth’s arm, pulling her up onto the table, and trying to get her to dance. At first, the woman only swayed, but found herself dancing more excessively. Cleo took the task of dragging the boys in, and soon the party of six were all laughing and dancing. The song began to draw to a close, when Alyssa turned to Benny, “Got any of The Beatles?”

He pointed to the stack of records, preoccupied with trying to stop Cleo from spilling her drink. Y/N found the Abbey Road album and the dancing picked up as the apartment began to fill with cigarette smoke and Y/N retrieved some whiskey. She drank straight from the bottle, and continued to dance, pushing off the gently guiding hands that Benny was attempting to provide. At some point, Cleo, Arthur and Hilton took their leave, and Beth turned the music down, leaving Y/N with her bottle and cigs as she joined Benny in surveying the drunken girl.

“I haven’t seen her like this in a long time.” Benny observed, and Beth sighed.

“She tries to hide it from you, she knows how you feel about it.” Beth explained.

“I didn’t realise it was this bad.”

Beth looked back at her friend, “She’s worse than I was.”

Benny scoffed a little, “I don’t know how to help her.”

“Wait,” Beth raised an eyebrow mockingly, “You, Benny Watts, wanting to help someone? That’s never happened before.”

“I’m helping you, aren’t I?”

“That’s different.”

Benny sighed, “Where are you going to sleep now that she’s here?”

“I can find a hotel?” she offered.

“Not this late. I’ll sleep on the blow up, you two sleep in my bed.”

“Okay.”

Beth walked up to Y/N, gently prying the bottle from her hand, Y/N turned to her, taking her in with wide eyes - she was always childlike when she was drunk. She watched curiously as Benny began to pump up the blow up bed, and Beth turned the music off. She let Beth sit her down on Benny’s bed, pulling her own clothes off and replacing them with one of Benny’s shirts while Beth helped Benny get all the leftover bottles in the bin. By the time Beth was back in the room, Alyssa was passed out on the far side of the bed, curled up into a tight fetal position. Beth lay down next to her friend, the familiar scent of alcohol conflicting her in both comfort and disgust.

[itsallyscorner]

Can you write a little mix member x avengers cast?? Maybe?

Hello love! Thank you for the request, I apologize for taking so long to work on it! I’ve written this as a headcanon, since I haven’t done any of those in a while. I hope you like it❤️

💌.

The Marvel Cast Finds Out You’re In Little Mix

Why is this lowkey a crack fic/headcanon😭💀

Alrighty so, I feel like they probably wouldn’t know you’re part of a band or who Little Mix is.

Since SADLY, the girls aren’t as big in the States as we’d like them to be:(

The people who definitely might know you are ✨The Brits✨ and Scarlett because she has a young daughter who probably listened to Wings or something—kids find everything on the internet these days.

Working with Marvel was your first acting gig; so none of them knew anything about you or if you’ve been in other films, etc.

Except for Tom Holland, who was lowkey fangirling at the fact he gets to work with one of the Little Mix members.

Side note: he’ll be deeply offended when he figures out the others don’t know about Little Mix or that you can sing.

The rest of the cast (RDJ, Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie, Seb, Lizzie, etc.) had a hunch that you were some kind of writer.

You were always humming to yourself and writing in your notebook or typing down notes in your phone when something came to mind.

Though they didn’t pry at your business because—well, it wasn’t their business.

They could find out about your other job through many ways. Maybe you guys are doing promo and some interviewers mention the band and things about a new album, to which most of them were confused about.

“So (Y/n), I know this is your first time acting. How different was it from performing on stage and acting on camera?”

Everyone’s attention would be on you (this is a panel btw) Mackie’s looking at the back of your head in confusion, Robert fully turns in his seat to look at you, Lizzie is also curious, Evans is looking between you and the reporter—everyone is just confused.

“Performing on stage? Did you do Broadway (y/n/n)?” Evans asked. Tom (Holland) scoffed shaking his head, disgusted to be part of this group of uncultured swines.

You chuckled and shook your head, “No, I’m a singer. I’m part of a girlband.”

The whole cast gasped in shock. Mackie let out a loud “WHAT?!”. Robert leaned even closer to you trying to see if you were lying. Others whispered amongst themselves asking each other if they knew.

Tom (Holland) just sat back watching everyone’s reactions along with you. Amused at the amount of questions that were suddenly being thrown your way.

He’d also be quick to add, “NOT just ANY girlband, but the biggest girlband on the planet.”

For clarification, Tom’s a very proud Mixer.

Scarlett finally recognized you, knowing that she’s seen you somewhere before, but could never put her finger onto it. “Wait you’re from Little Mix!”

“THANK YOU! FINALLY SOMEONE WITH SOME TASTE!” Tom yelled, dramatically turning to Scarlett.

After the initial shock, everyone was very curious. They wanted to hear your music, wanted to know the other members, when your next tour was—they were very ecstatic.

When you guys finally reached London for the press tour, there was a lot of hype for Little Mix because you guys were going to finally reunite after months of being apart.

The girls were allowed to visit set, but since you guys were working on your new album, they were stuck in London. You were relocated to Atlanta, filming an Avengers movie and working on the album via FaceTime/Zoom.

You and the girls reunite the same night you land in London! As tired as you were, the five of you hung out in your hotel room.

You were all excited for the days to come. Not only were you doing promo for the movie but you and the girls were going to be performing again on night time talk shows and were having a Live Lounge session with BBC Radio 1.

The panel of the cast discovering you were part of a band went viral. Many of the fans couldn’t believe they didn’t know about your other job.

There were even edits going around social media of the cast looking clueless and or reacting to your ‘secret’.

Then there were ones like “Tom Holland being a Mixer for 10 minutes and 57 seconds straight”.

Your favorite one was where they zoomed in on everyone’s confused expression while that one Nicki Minaj song played in the background.

It was mentioned in almost every interview after it went viral.

“So none of you had a clue that (y/n) was also a singer? Like at all?”

“I didn’t even know homegirl could sing, matter of fact I never imagined her to be in a girlband.” — Anthony Mackie

“I had a hunch that she was a musician or artist, but no one ever listens to me.” — Chris Evans

“(Y/n)’s in a girlband? Since when?” — Paul Rudd

“After we found out, I listened to all six of their albums on the flight here.” — Elizabeth Olsen

“Of course I knew, my music taste is immaculate compared to the others.” — Tom Holland

“Shut the fuck up, Tom.” — Anthony Mackie

“I really enjoy Black Magic, it reminds me of Wanda.” — Paul Bettany

The cast was so eager to hear you sing and watch you perform with the girls.

They finally got to do that when you invited them to the Live Lounge session. They also got to meet the girls.

You were very happy at that moment; seeing the two groups of people you love meeting each other and getting along meant a lot to you. It gave you a lil warm tingle in your heart.

Since there were no fans in the studio, it was only you and the girls, the band, and a bunch of the Avengers.

While the cameras rolled and you guys were performing, they were crowded together behind the scenes. Some of them were sitting on the carpeted floors or standing against the walls.

They were absolutely stunned when they heard you sing. You had a powerful voice that ranged from high to low, something they never expected of you.

When they heard you and the girls sing or harmonize with each other, it was like they were all in heaven.

“They sound like angels.”

“My ears are tingling, but like in a good way.”

“Seriously, how did we not know she can sing like this?”

“Hear me out—this is a perfect reason as to why we should have an Avengers musical.”

“Chris if we hear you bring up a damn musical one more time I swear.”

“Their voices go so well together, how do they even do that?”

Scarlett would secretly film videos to show her daughter. I have a feeling that Evans, Tom, RDJ, Sebby, and Mark would record some parts as well and would post it onto their Insta stories.

When fans found out they were at the Live Lounge they freaked out.

Ever since they found out you were in a band, they’ve been the biggest fans and supporters of the group.

They’re always promoting your albums on their social media accounts without you even asking.

Privately and publicly praising you guys for performances or achievements.

Your two main groups clashed and now everyone was friends. It was definitely the most weirdest collision— Little Mix and the cast of the Avengers. But it worked out perfectly.

Everyone got along with each other and the girls would always visit you on set.

They’re always playing the band’s song in the background on set.

Most of them won’t admit, but they definitely memorized the lyrics to almost every song.

*cough cough* Mackie and Hemsworth

I feel like Samuel L. Jackson would join in on the action too, one way or another. Somehow he got looped in.

ANOTHER THING OMG, they would definitely stand up for you and the girls whenever Piers Morgan or some asshole hates on you guys or pulls a jab on you all.

Best beileve Evans will be calling him out publicly on Twitter.

“Why are you so worried about a bunch of talented women who are doing their job and bringing happiness to others? They’ve done nothing to you, you’re always the one making jabs at them. Leave them alone you fucking British meatball.”

I feel like Robert helped you and the girls find a better management company after learning about the unfair treatment you all faced under Simon’s care.

In conclusion: The Marvel cast would be ecstatic to learn about you being a singer and they’d become your biggest fans. They truly adore you and the girls for your amazing talent :’)

[harry-hollands]

selcouth // harry holland // 2

chapter 2: The Not So Lonely Ray of Sunshine

story summary: Harry was used to living in his brothers’ shadows. Tom was the actor and Sam was the cook and musician. He was used to being second best and genuinely gave up on finding someone who could love him for him. Someone who could believe that Harry wasn’t second best. His mindset changes however, when he meets you. The sunshine to cast away all of the shadows.

teaser // chapter one // 

chapter summary: sunshine shines brightest when happy

pairing: harry holland x reader

warnings: none? swears, fluffy, simp harry

word count: 1.8k

When Y/N had forgotten her winter coat, she had mentally cursed herself. She had made it into the theatre with minutes to spare, but she was mentally cursing herself. “How is it that I am the dumbest person in the world? How could I have been so damn dumb to leave my winter coat in Paddy’s car on one of the coldest nights I have ever experienced?” 

Being pulled out of her thoughts by Alita, one of the stage directors, Y/N made it backstage, warming up her voice as she made it to her dressing room she shared with her ‘sisters’. Y/N gave a greeting to Sophia, who would be playing Angelica, and was also an American exchange student from California, and gave a greeting to London native, Sicily who would be playing Peggy Schuyler/Maria Reynolds.

“Hey, love! Cutting it a bit close, yeah?” Came Sicily’s thick and cheerful English accent. How she was able to keep out of her singing baffled both Y/N and Sophia.

Sophia giggled and rolled her eyes before reaching over and helping Y/N set her personals down before pulling the girl into a hug. “Hey, babe. Please ignore Ms. I’m Crabby Because Everyone Is Getting Into A Relationship But Me over there.” The Californian stated before pulling away and sitting back down at one of the vanities to finish her stage makeup.

Y/N couldn’t deny Sophia’s claim. Just last week, two of the ensemble members announced to the cast that they had been dating for six months, and over seven months ago, Sophia’s girlfriend, who just happened to be fucking Zendaya went public on Instagram, confirming what everyone was expecting; that the literal goddess was dating a Broadway member.

To be fair, Sicily had had a messy breakup a year prior, and was forced to cut a lot of people from her life who kept shitting on her for breaking up with her boyfriend. Y/N and Sophia were both relieved that the Londoner had broken off the relationship. Sicily’s ex radiated toxic masculinity, and verbally discussed his dislike for both Sophia and Y/N in front of their faces. Yeah. It was a lot.

Bored because the turntable on stage was refusing to work, Y/N decided to FaceTime Paddy to pass the time. During the whole call, Y/N was keeping her voice warm, and practiced harmonizing with Sophia and Sicily. After an announcement that the turntable was finally cooperating, Y/N rushed a goodbye to Paddy, and told him that the Hamilton Instagram page would be going live, so anyone could find out what goes on behind the scenes. 

After running through their first dress rehearsal, and polishing up certain scenes, Alita, the stage manager had dismissed everyone. Y/N, Sicily, and Sophia made their way to their shared dressing rooms, wiping off their tear stained makeup. Sophia was taking off her ending dress, and Sicily was looking at her phone. 

“Y/N, love, you are fucked.” Came the blunt voice of Sicily. 

“Why?”

“It’s fucking snowing out, and it’s negative one degrees Celcius!”

“Fuck! I left my coat in Paddy’s car. Shit.”

Just as Sicily was about to make a teasing comment, Y/N’s phone went off, causing all three of them to jump. 

“Bloody hell Y/N/N! Why is your ringer so loud?”

“Oh shut it Sicily. You’re ten times louder.”

“Only for you Soph!” Sicily remarked, with a wink.

“Shut up both of you! I’m trying to text Paddy back, and I can’t hear any of my thoughts!”

“Oops. Sorry.”

“Yeah. Sorry, love.”

Y/N rolled her eyes as the two continued to bicker quietly. She began typing intently, before pocketing her phone in her tote bag, and beginning to shed the layers of her Eliza costume. After the three women packed up, they all headed out the theatre doors, and hugged each other.

Sophia ran to Zendaya’s already familiar car, while Sicily hailed a taxi to take her to the tube. Y/N was still mentally cursing herself, as she wrapped her thin sweatshirt around her frame. “I really need to learn to wake up to my alarm.” The frozen girl muttered.

Waiting underneath the theatre awning for twenty minutes was probably the longest twenty minutes of Y/N’s twenty one years of life. As soon as she saw a car turn from the corner, approach the curb, and the sound of the horn, the actress immediately knew that it was Sora. How? Probably because she saw the girl cackling from the inside of the car. 

As soon as she heard the horn of the car, Y/N was sprinting to her savior, and immediately throwing everything in the boot or trunk as she called it, into the car. Y/N, without hesitation, threw open the back door, and slammed it shut, with her teeth chattering, and her hair dusted in fastly melting snowflakes due to the heated temperature inside the car.

“Well don’t you look like Anna.” Sora teased from the front seat before taking off after Y/N had fastened her seatbelt. 

“You are never going to let this go, are you? Just because I can sing Anna better than you does not make me her!” Y/N retaliated with a breathless laugh.

For the first time, Y/N glanced at Harry, and she instantly knew what Elizabeth Schuyler-Hamilton felt when she first saw Alexander. If she were in a musical, Y/N could guarantee she would break out into “Helpless”. 

Unfortunately because life isn’t a musical, Y/N opted for a smile. And god was she thankful at that moment for the bitter cold. At least if she was called out on a blush, she could always blame it on the frigid weather. 

Looking at Harry for the first time was indescribable. The way he smiled back at her was intoxicating, and while Y/N opted out for drinking, she felt as though she could get drunk on his smile. It was strange. How could one stranger make you feel this way in a matter of seconds? 

An answer that both Harry nor Y/N knew at the moment...but that’s a story for the future. 

Hearing his voice was like a prayer she didn’t know she needed to hear. Y/N had been compared to the sun since the day she was born. And when you think of the sun, you think of the day. And when you think of the day, you think of how much more social interaction goes on.

Most people assumed that Y/N was not a lonely person upon meeting her for the first time. Socially, Y/N probably knew almost everyone in Oahu. But romantically, the girl was so lonely. She was always that one friend who knew who was dating who, and gave out the best relationship advice despite never actually dating anyone.

Sure people had crushes on her, but no one looked at Y/N the way Harry did in the first few seconds. He looked at her like she was the only girl in the world. The only girl that truly mattered. For the first time ever in her life, Y/N felt like she was the most important person in the room...or in this case, the car. 

From Paddy’s position in the front passenger seat, he could tell that his best friend, with whom he had grown to be super protective of, and his brother, who he had never seen look so lovesick, were taken. Even if they had just been introduced, they acted as if they had known each other since kindergarten. Paddy was definitely going to bring up how he was the perfect matchmaker at Sora and Harrison’s wedding, and eventually Y/N’s and Harry’s...but uh...again. A story for the future.

The car ride back to the house was filled with melodious laughter, lighthearted banter, and the occasional swears in English, Japanese, and Hawaiian. 

As soon as Sora pulled up to the house and parked, everyone leaped out of the car, Y/N this time with her winter coat on, grabbed her garment bags and purse, while Harry kindly closed the door of the boot of the car. 

The snow dusted group made it to the front door, and hurried inside, slamming the door shut, not wanting the warm air to escape. Sora and Y/N brushed off the white powder before hanging up their coats and scarves on the clothing hooks by the door. 

Laughter and light bickering was heard in the living area, which caused a light smile to appear on Sora’s face. “Glad to see that they survived without us.” 

Harry chuckled before helping Y/N with her garment bags, yelling a hello in the house, which caused a few thumps before Elysia came charging down the hall. 

“Y/N/N!” The twenty-three-year old Brit launched herself onto Y/N causing the unsuspecting girl to tumble on the ground.

“Hey El! How’s life treating you?” 

“Eh. You know. Same old, same old. How’re rehearsals?”

“Exhausting. In fact, I need to put them on and walk and dance in the stage heels we’re required to wear. We just got them delivered today.”

The rest of the group who had stayed behind, came down the hall and smiled when they saw Y/N on the floor with Elysia on top, still holding Y/N in a bone crushing hug. 

Elysia, after another moment more, finally stood up, and helped the musical actress stand up. The two shared a giggle before Y/N looked up at the rest of the group.

As soon as Sam locked eyes with Y/N’s frame, the older twin immediately gasped before bouncing up and down in excitement. “Bloody hell! You’re Y/N Y/L/N! The insanely talented theatre foreign exchange student at LAMDA! Some of my friends who attend LAMDA always speak of you!”

Y/N blushed profusely at the sight of being recognized. “I wouldn’t say I’m that good though. Everyone is pretty much exaggerating.” She answered honestly. 

Sam continued to shake his head. “No, I don’t think you understand. It’s extremely difficult to get a leading role as an underclassmen for a musical, but for a foreign exchange student of any age snagging a leading role is impossible!”

Y/N just shrugged her shoulders, before introducing herself to the rest of the group. “Uh. Hello. My name's Y/N and I’m playing Eliza Hamilton in Hamilton in a couple of months. I’m also studying at LAMDA, and booking some auditions on the side.” The girl stated softly, slightly intimidated by all of the gorgeous human beings in front of her. 

As introductions had been passed around, Y/N was shown to a spare guest room by Harry and Tom where she could change into her historical ensemble and practice her singing and dancing in the studio that Tom had for practicing stunts in the backyard. 

As soon as Y/N emerged from the guest room wearing the signature satin blue dress, a hush fell over the room. Any signs of conversations had ceased when they saw the sight of the satin baby blue dress hug the girl’s body. 

“Holy fucking shit.” Harry muttered under his breath.

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[luxekook]

the mirror | vmin

⇥ pairing: demon!jimin x reader x demon!taehyung

⇥ genre: smut, fluff, slight horror/thriller (?)

⇥ summary: demon!vmin want to make the reader theirs

⇥ word count: 2.4k

⇥ warnings: nc17, cursing, dirty talk, varying levels of smut, talk of demons and possession, general crack!fic

MAJOR DISCLAIMER: This is based on an actual dream I had and pretty much defies all logic. Lol, happy (early) Halloween!

© lustjoon. please do not repost, modify, edit or translate.

My new apartment currently resembled the aftermath of a B and E. Moving boxes were strewn everywhere, various pieces of Ikea furniture were left half assembled, and I was panicking. Asking for help had never been an issue for me before – I wasn’t much of a prideful person.

However, asking for help from my best friends Taehyung and Jimin had been harder than forcing myself to go to the gym. My reluctance to ask them over wasn’t that I didn’t like them. In fact, I had the opposite problem.

I loved them, and those feelings were so fucking confusing.

It wasn’t that I was too much of a little bitch to tell either of them how I felt; it was that I was too much of a little bitch to tell them both how I felt.

I loved Jimin. And I loved Taehyung. Equally.

You don’t even know how many hours I spent scouring the internet for any semblance of an explanation for how I felt.

Basically, I came to a couple conclusions:

1) I was into polyamory:

Polyamory is the practice of, or desire for, intimate relationships with more than one partner, with the consent of all partners involved. It has been described as "consensual, ethical, and responsible non-monogamy".

2) Some pretty badass women like Olive Byrne were polyamorous:

Olive Byrne was a polyamorous life partner of William and Elizabeth Marston and has been credited as an inspiration for Wonder Woman.

And now I was at an impasse – tell the boys and potentially ruin our friendship or never take the chance and stay firmly in the friend-zone.

Basically, I had chosen to do neither and avoid them for the past couple weeks like a fucking coward instead.

The doorbell sounded and shook me from my mini pity party. Time to face the music, I thought as I plastered a forced smile on my face. I opened the door and immediately was pulled into a hug by Jimin.

He spun me around, squeezing me tightly, “I missed you so fucking much, (y/n)!” My forced smile turned real as I felt his warmth around me.

“Stop hogging her, Jimin,” Taehyung said derisively as he stretched his arms out to me.

I wiggled out of Jimin’s hold and into Taehyung’s arms. He smelled like autumn – a heady mix of wood, spice and musk.

I noticed Jimin pouting over Taehyung’s shoulder and I couldn’t help but grin.

Reluctantly extracting myself from Taehyung’s hold, I was still smiling, “Thanks for coming over to help me. I’ve barely made a dent unpacking.”

“That’s what friends are for,” Jimin threw an arm around my shoulders – crushing both my neck and my feelings – while he and Taehyung shared a furtive glance, “Besides, we haven’t seen you for ages.”

“Right,” I mumbled and tried to shake it off the friend-zone comment, “Okay, well I think it’s best we start with the bedroom because I cannot sleep on an air mattress for a fourth night.”

A pregnant pause crackling with tension arose. My eyes darted between the boys who seemed to be having one of their infuriatingly cryptic telepathic conversations.

“You’ve been sleeping on an air mattress this whole time?”

Uh-oh. I knew Taehyung’s angry voice and he just used it.

“Yes…” I backed up as I noticed the boys had suddenly moved all up in my space.

“And you didn’t tell us because…”

Yup, there was Jimin’s angry voice. I was screwed. “Because I didn’t think it was a big deal?” I responded, confused as to why they were making such a fuss over a damn air mattress.

“Not a big deal,” Taehyung hissed and stalked off towards my bedroom, “I can’t do it, Jimin. Talk to her.”

I stared open-mouthed at Taehyung’s back as he exited the living room and made his way towards my room at the end of the hall. What the hell was going on here?

“What the hell is going on here?”

Jimin ignored my perfectly valid question, “You don’t think your health is a big deal? You shouldn’t be sleeping on an air mattress when there are perfectly good beds at me and Tae’s.”

“My health? It’s a fricking air mattress, not a pile of sticks, Jimin! Last time I checked, air mattresses were made for sleeping!”

He continued to ignore me, “You need to take care of yourself, (y/n).”

“You’re not my fucking father or boyfriend, Jimin. I don’t need a lecture.”

“Believe me, I know,” Jimin said darkly and turned away from me, heading in the direction Taehyung disappeared to. And I swore I heard him mutter, “Fuck a lecture, she needs a spanking.”

I stay rooted in my place against the wall and wondered what the actual fuck just happened.

Taehyung calling my name jolted me out of my reverie, “(y/n)? What’s this?”

“What’s what?” I asked, heading towards my room to see what he was asking about.

Oh god, what if he found my unopened stash of condoms?

My speed increased tenfold as I practically ran down the hall. Entering my room, I saw Taehyung staring down at a weird-looking mirror I hadn’t seen before.

“Where did you find that?” I question as Taehyung continues to look down at the mirror as if in a trance.

“Bro? You good?” Jimin asked as we exchanged a concerned look.

Taehyung slowly lifted his head up – his eyes closed; his mouth twisted into a smirk. “Never better,” his answering voice sent shivers down my spine. I opened my mouth to question his suddenly deepened tone when Taehyung opened his eyes.

Gone were the hazel eyes I loved so much and gone were any traces of light or reflection.

There was only darkness.

“Taehyung, what the fuck?” Jimin yelled and pulled me behind him.

“What?” Taehyung cocked his head slowly to the side, “What’s wrong?”

I gaped at Taehyung, “Your eyes…”

“…They’re black,” Jimin finished for me.

Tae’s answering grin was almost as alarming as his fucking black eyes as he peered into the strange mirror again, “Well, what do you know… they are.”

“Why aren’t you freaking the fuck out, Tae?” Jimin continued to shout at him as he moved to grab the mirror from him, “What the fuck is this shit?”

“Here,” Taehyung thrusted the mirror at Jimin, “Look.”

Jimin snatched the mirror from Taehyung and inspected the back of it. I looked over his shoulder, noticing the symbols etched upon its surface. They looked familiar.

Where had I seen them before?

As I wracked my brain, Jimin adjusted his grip on the mirror and its handle came into view. I was staring, completely horrified at its marking of an upside-down cross, when Jimin flipped over the mirror.

“No, don’t—!” My scared protest sounded too late, as I watched in terror as Jimin gazed into the mirror just like Taehyung had minutes before.

“Fucking dumbass,” I groaned. Clearly, the mirror had some kind of curse and Jimin had walked right into it.

Taehyung chuckled amusedly at my obvious distress and turned to his friend, “Feel that power, Jimin?”

Jimin glanced up at Taehyung with now-matching black eyes and leisurely rolled his neck, cracking it, “Oh, fuck yeah.”

My ‘fuck this shit’ meter hit level one million as both boys turned their heads to face me.

“Uh,” I backed up, “I’m gonna go… Feel free to show yourselves out.”

“Now, wait just a second, columba,” the foreign word flowed unnaturally easily from Jimin’s mouth.

Speaking yet another language? That was a big no from me, dog.

I took off.

“Come on, (y/n), don’t run from us,” Taehyung taunted as I ran out my door at full speed. Racing down the stairs and across the apartment lobby, I rushed outside. I could hear them calling my name behind me, “Columba, you know we’ll find you.”

Jimin’s teasing voice urged me to run faster. I knew they had to be fucking with me at this point. They worked out on the daily while I only worked out when hustling to meet my Postmates at the door.

I weaved between pedestrians and made the split-second decision to duck inside the local art museum.

Pushing through the doors, I quickly pivoted to the exhibit on the left – the sculpture hall. I careened to a halt behind a massive sculpture of Galileo and fought to catch my breath.

Had I actually lost them?

A spark of hope bloomed in my chest.

And subsequently died when I heard a whistled tune echoing from the exhibit entrance. Were they seriously harmonizing their whistles to “Jopping”?

Maybe they weren’t completely evil?

“Found you, columba,” Taehyung whispered in my ear – entirely too close for me. I opened my mouth to scream, but his palm covered my mouth, “Shh, this is an art museum, (y/n). It requires you to be quiet. And so do I.”

My eyebrows knitted together as I glared defiantly into his blackened eyes. 

Fuck that noise. 

Cursed or not, I didn’t take orders from assholes.

Taehyung noticed my thunderous expression and smiled hugely, “We love how feisty you are, columba. We want you to be our third.”

He looked at me expectantly. I rolled my eyes at his idiocy and stared at him pointedly.

“Oh,” Taehyung grinned sheepishly, removing his hand, “My bad.”

“Your bad,” I seethed, “Your fucking bad? Who the hell do you think you are?” 

He opened his mouth to respond but I plowed ahead, “That was a rhetorical question, you buffoon. Now listen up: I don’t know what exactly is going on here, but I do know that I’m not vibing with the whole cursed black eyes and new language thing.”

“Ah, Tae, you found her,” Jimin chose the absolute wrong time to interrupt. As I level my glare towards him, he actually flinched back.

“Great,” I laugh, “You’re both here. Now can one of you press your last two working braincells together and give me an explanation?”

“We want you as our third,” Jimin said, as if that explained it all.

“I’m sorry,” I said, “I don’t speak demon.”

The boys snickered. “Yeah, the mirror chose wisely,” Taehyung told Jimin.

“Hello?” I waved my hand in between their faces, “I’m right here, boys.”

They turned to face me together. “We know,” Jimin said, prowling towards me.

“Yes,” Taehyung agreed, cornering me in from the other side, “We definitely know.”

“To be our third means that you’d complete our triad,” Jimin trailed his hand down my cheek, “Me, you, and Taehyung.”

“We know how you feel about us, columba,” Taehyung murmured from my other side as my back pressed further into the foot of the sculpture behind us.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I entered full deflective mode, “We’re friends – at least we were. Jury’s out right now.”

“Friends don’t want to fuck each other, (y/n).”

I choked on air at Jimin’s comment.

“You really should clear your search history,” Taehyung whispered into my neck, before giving it a nip.

I felt the blood drain from my face, “Search history?”

“’What is polyamory?’” Jimin ticked off a finger.

Okay, I could explain that search as innocent curiosity.

“’How to approach a polyamorous relationship’,” Taehyung continued and held up a second finger.

Again, I could probably play the innocence card.

“And, my personal favorite, ‘Is it wrong to fuck two friends at the same time?’” Jimin victoriously waves three fingers in the air.

Fuck. I forgot about that one.

I wracked my brain for excuses and came up with nothing. My shoulders slumped, “What do you want me to say? That I love both of you? That it’s embarrassing to admit? That I’ve been terrified to tell you? Take your pick!”

The boys looked at each other briefly and then back at me. “We’ve loved you since the day we met,” Jimin leaned in to kiss my cheek.

Taehyung pressed his mouth to my other cheek, and I could feel his lips moving against it as he added, “It’s true. We’ve been wanting to share you in every way since then.”

I was speechless – both from their proximity and their words.

“Look at her, Jimin. She’s gone quiet. Columba… Our little dove…” Taehyung trailed off, moving his mouth over mine and kissing me.

My body felt like it was on fire. My lips parted in a gasp and Taehyung took advantage, his tongue sliding across my own with a such a sensual slowness that my back arched against the statue’s pedestal behind me.

His hands travelled down the sides of my neck and stay there, gripping my throat lightly in his fingers as he works his tongue against mine.

“Be our third,” Jimin’s whisper sounded from my left, but I couldn’t process anything with Taehyung’s hand on my neck and tongue in my mouth.

Suddenly, Taehyung’s pushed off of me and Jimin slid into his place. “Say yes,” he continued and pressed his lips to mine.

His kiss is completely different than Taehyung’s, fervent but precise. He kisses me like he had been doing so all his life and knew every inch of my body.

Then I felt Taehyung push me off of the statue that I had been using as a crutch and slide into its place behind me. His hands gripped my hips and pulled me back against him, kissing my neck as Jimin continued to dominate my mouth.

“Say yes,” Taehyung echoed Jimin’s earlier plea.

Jimin removed his mouth from mine and smirked at my immediate sound of disappointment.

“Is that a yes, (y/n)?” he asks, raising a brow, his black eyes boring into mine.

I couldn’t speak. Taehyung’s thumbs were tracing patterns on my hips. Jimin trailed a hand up my torso to lightly land on my throat, finding my pulse-point.

This was too much.

On one hand, I knew they were still the boys, deep down. On the other, I had no fucking idea what that mirror had done to them.

But, fuck it – they were still my boys.

“It's a yes,” I said and reveled in Jimin’s beaming grin.

“We’re going to make you so happy you said yes,” came Taehyung’s voice behind me.

“Now, just one more thing,” Jimin reached for something behind his back.

Before I could even comprehend, he had the mirror in front of me. Taehyung’s hands framed my head, forcing it still.

Did Jimin have that thing this whole time? What the fuck?

My eyes were glued to my reflection in the mirror – it was smiling.

I was not.

And then I watched as my eyes turned black.

columba – (Latin) dove

[comeofage1]

A to Z Book Rec Tag

Thank you to the lovely @that-quirky-girl for tagging me, she recognises the book weakness in me. These books are all linked on goodreads, where I have an account, linked HERE.

# - #Junkie and #Rev by Cambria Hebert 

A - Adorkable by Sarra Manning

Adulthood is a Myth by Sarah Andersen 

Adulting 101 by Lisa Henry 

Alan Partridge: Nomad by Alan Partridge (Steve Coogan) 

The Alex Crow by Andrew Smith 

All the Single Ladies by Jane Costello 

And Call me in the Morning by Willa Okati 

Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins 

Anna Dressed in Blood by Kendare Blake 

Austenland by Shannon Hale 

B - The Backup Boyfriend by River Jaymes

Beauty by Robin McKinley 

The Best Corpse for the Job by Charlie Cochrane

Between Ghosts by Garrett Leigh 

Big Mouth, Ugly Girl by Joyce Carol Oates

Blame it on the Mistletoe by Eli Easton 

Blood Magic by Tessa Gratton 

Bone Gap by Laura Ruby 

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak 

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas by John Boyne 

Breakfast at Tiffanys by Truman Capote 

Breathe by Sloane Parker 

Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh 

Bridesmaids by Jane Costello 

Brighton Rock by Graham Green 

C - Carry On by Rainbow Rowell 

Carry the Ocean by Heidi Cullinan 

The Catastrophic History of You and Me by Jessica Rothenburg 

Caught! by JL Merrow 

Chain Reaction by Simone Elkeles 

Chance to be King by Sue Brown 

A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens 

The Christmasaurus by Tom Fletcher 

The Chronicles of Narnia by CS Lewis

Cinder by Marissa Meyer 

Clear Water by Amy Lane  

Code Name Verity by Elizabeth Wein 

Cold War by Keira Andrews 

The Coldest Girl in Coldtown by Holly Black 

Collide by Riley Hart 

The Color Purple by Alice Walker 

Corkscrewed by MJ O’Shea 

Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo 

Crossroads by Riley Hart 

The Crucible by Arthur Miller 

Crush by Richard Siken 

D - The Darkest Part of the Forest by Holly Black 

Dash & Lily’s book of Dares by Rachel Cohn 

Death of a Naturalist by Seamus Heaney 

Devoted by Sierra Riley 

A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness 

Dumplin’ by Julie Murphy 

E - Eclipsed by Dominic Holland 

Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine 

Emma - Jane Austen 

Epic Fail - Claire LaZebnik 

The Epic Love Story of Doug and Stephen by Valerie Z Lewis 

Every Move he Makes by Barbara Elsborg 

Evolution, Me & Other Freaks of Nature by Robin Brande 

F - Fairest by Gail Carson Levine 

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell 

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by JK Rowling 

Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy 

The Fellowship of the Ring by JRR Tolkien 

Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk 

Filthy Little Secret by Devon McCormack 

Fish Out Of Water by Amy Lane

Fish Stick Fridays by Rhys Ford 

Flash Burnout by LK Madigan

Flawless by Lara Chapman 

Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman 

From What I Remember by Stacy Kramer 

The Future of Us by Jay Asher 

G - Gangsta Rap by Benjamin Zephaniah : 

Girl on the Run by Jane Costello

Glass Tidings by Amy Jo Cousins

Goodbye Days by Jeff Zentner

Goodnight Mister Tom by Michelle Magorian

Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith

The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman

H - Harry Potter by JK Rowling

The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas

Haunting Violet by Alyxandra Harvey

The Heart of Texas by RJ Scott

Heidi by Johanna Spyri

The Help by Kathryn Stockett

Helping Hand by Jay Northcote

A Hero at the End of the World by Erin Claiborne

Him by Sarina Bowen

The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

The Hobbit by JRR Tolkien 

Holly Lane by Toni Blake

Hostile Ground by LA Witt

Hot Head by Damon Suede 

Hottie Scotty and Mr Porter by R Cooper

How to Repair a Mechanical Heart by JC Lillis

Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones

A Hunted Man by Jaime Reese

Hunting Lila by Sarah Alderson

Hush Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick

I - I Love the 80s by Megan Crane

If Only in My Dreams by Keira Andrews

Illegal Contact by Santino Hassell

The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde 

Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace

Inseparable by Chris Scully

An Inspector Calls by JB Priestley

J - Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

Jellicoe Road by Melina Marchetta

Jurassic Park by Michael Crichton

 Just Listen by Sarah Dessen

K - A Kiss in Time by Alex Flinn

Know Not Why by Hannah Johnson

L - Law of Attraction by Jay Northcote

Leaving Paradise by Simone Elkeles

Liam Davis & The Raven by Anyta Sunday

Light from the Dark by Mercy Celeste

Lima Oscar Victor Echo and the Truth about Everything by Suki Fleet

The Little Book of Vegan Poems by Benjamin Zephaniah 

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

M - Mark Cooper versus America by Lisa Henry

Mark of Cain by Kate Sherwood

Me and Mr Darcy by Alexandra Potter

Merry Christmas Mr Miggles by Eli Easton

Midwinter Night’s Dream by Eli Easton

More than This by Patrick Ness

Motel. Pool. by Kim Fielding 

Mrs Warren’s Profession by Bernard George Shaw

My Love Lies Bleeding by Alyxandra Harvey 

My Single Friend by Jane Costello

N - The Nearly-weds by Jane Costello 

Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman 

Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist by Rachel Cohn 

North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell

North of Beautiful by Justina Chen

Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

The Nothingness of Ben by Brad Boney

Noticed Me Yet? by Anyta Sunday

Noughts and Crosses by Malorie Blackman

Off Base by Annabeth Albert

Open Tackle by LC Chase

Out of the Blue by Sophie Cameron

P - Passing Through by Jay Northcote

Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles

Persuasion by Jane Austen

Peter Pan by JM Barrie

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce

Pressure Head by JL Merrow

Pride and Modern Prejudice by AJ Michaels 

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

The Princess Bride by William Goldman

Private Eye by SE Culpepper

Promised Land by Adam Reynolds

Promises by Marie Sexton

Pushing the Limits by Katie McGarry

Q - The Queen of the Tearling by Erika Johansen

R - Rattlesnake by Kim Fielding

Remember Me? by Sophie Kinsella

The Rest of Us Just Live Here by Patrick Ness

Rock Solid by Riley Hart

Roughing the Passer by Alison Hendricks

S - The Secret History by Donna Tartt

Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen

Shiny by Amy Lane

Shrinking Violet by Danielle Joseph

Shut your Face, Anthony Pace by Claire Davis

Silent by Sara Alva

Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli

Skellig by David Almond

Skin Deep by Laura Jarratt

Slam! by JL Merrow

The Sleeper and the Spindle by Neil Gaiman

Sock it to me, Santa! by Madison Parker

Someday by Sierra Riley

Songs of Innocence and of Experience by William Blake

Spencer Cohen by NR Walker

Splintered by SJD Peterson

Stardust by Neil Gaiman

Starter for Ten by David Nicholls

Station Eleven by Emily St John Mandel

Stay With Me by SE Harmon

Strong Side by Alison Hendricks

Sugar Creek by Toni Blake

Superhero by Eli Easton

T - The Tales of Beedle the Bard by JK Rowling

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte

This Savage Song by Victoria Schwab

The Time of Our Lives by Jane Costello

To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

Tonight by Karen Stivali

Turkey in the Snow by Amy Lane

The Two Gentlemen of Altona by Lisa Henry

U - Unwrapping Hank by Eli Easton

Uprooted by Naomi Novik

V - The Vintners Luck by Elizabeth Knox

W - Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett

A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks

The Walls of Troy by LA Witt

The Waste Land and Other Poems by TS Eliot

Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen

We were Feminists Once by Andi Zeisler

A Weekend With Mr Darcy by Victoria Connelly

Where he ends and I Begin by C Cardeno

Where the Lovelight Gleams by Kiera Andrews

Whiskey Business by Avon Gale

The Wish List by Jane Costello

Wonder by RJ Palacio

X - X-It by Jane George

Y - Y: The Last Man by Brian K Vaughan

You Against Me by Jenny Downham

Z - Zero at the Bone by Jane Seville

[the-fiction-witch]

The Visitor P2

Media The Queens Gambit

Character Benny Watts

Couple Benny Watts X Reader

Rating Sweet

Requested :

Hello hello!!! For the Benny watts stories do you think you can do one, that were Benny's wife and he invites Beth to stay with us until she goes to Paris and he told us about it and we were fine with it but Beth didn't know that we knew she was coming and she is jealous of us and trying to start things with us but we put her in her place and benny is turn on by us putting her in her place. Please and thank you ☺️

I hurried to the kitchen and started work on dinner for us as well as some more snacky bits while we all caught up and of course imagine Beth and Benny will want to be playing chess for a while. And as dinner worked I quickly grabbed a dress from the airer beside the dryer threw my cream dress onto the laundry and slipped on my tea length off shoulder white dress with monochrome flowers and vines, making sure to do it up tight and making sure my petticoats sat fluffy, making sure to reapply my lipstick. I Heard the door and went to set things down but I heard him heading down the stairs "I got it!" He says so I left dinner to simmer fixing my hair in the reflection of the pan on the drying rack, And I headed through to the living room. Benny stood having just brought her in, Beth stood in her six-inch red under sole heels, flesh-toned tights, a rather snug square neck drop waist black dress with raised piped white seams, her long red hair well curled allowed to hang to her shoulders, she smiled as she looked around the living room.

"Very nice, certainly an improvement." She says her head stopped as if she almost jumped when she saw me, her smile seeming to vanish from her lips "You're not alone." Her cheerful tone shifting

"Why would I be?" He asks her coming further into view and immediately I noticed a bright red kiss on his cheek which didn't take long to deduce where it came from

"Sorry, just didn't know you'd be here," she says "Elizabeth Harmon," she says offering her hand

"That's alright, Y/n Watts" I smiled shaking her hand

"Watts?" She asks with a glare in Benny's direction

"It's about time you met my wife" he smiled wrapping an arm around me and giving my cheek a kiss I smiled giving his lips a little kiss and cleaning off the lipstick stain

"Forgive me I've been busy with dinner" I said fixing my dress

"No, no it's... adorable" she says fixing her hair

"Do have a seat" I offered and she took a seat in Benny's chair so I sat on the sofa as Benny headed to the kitchen to fetch drinks

"A lot changed in a season"

"You could say that," he answered from the kitchen

"So go on give me an update on what's been happening?" She says as he arrived backhanding her a drink immediately I notice her fingers grace his as she took her glass but he said as usual utterly oblivious and he sat down beside me on the sofa

"Well, been doing the usual rounds and all" he shrugs

"I haven't seen you around much"

"Took a little time off"

"Guess you didn't want him away so much?" She asks me

"I told him he could go"

"No I wanted to be here with you, I've got all the time in the world for tournaments, why would I cut short our honeymoon?" He Cooes holding my hand "I wanted time off anyway"

"From what losing?" She asks

"You needed some time off, you were working too hard" I smiled stroking his hair immediately he shot me a look he knew something was up but couldn't quite figure it out yet

"What about all this then?" She asks

"Well, stopped off in a little hotel on the way back from California just to sleep for the night give my head a rest. Decided to pop down to the little cafe across from the hotel and there she was"

"We weren't meant to be closed but I couldn't just kick you out into the cold"

"You were very sweet to me,"

"We chatted, and we ate until the sun came up."

"I knew of never finding another girl like you in a million years, we traded numbers and I came back home but pretty much the first thing I did the second I got home was call you"

"Ended up talking a for a good few more hours"

"We talked every day for months, and it got to a point I couldn't wait any longer I drove all the way down there turned up in the middle of your shift, marched in and proposed with a cheap ring I bought from the pawn shop"

"You made me drop a whole pot of coffee on the floor, but I said yes. I mean how could you say no to that face."

"Got things square brought this place and for married at the courthouse just a month back" he explained "Still getting used to it" he chuckled fiddling with his wedding ring

"And still unpacking, this place was a steal but sort of a spur-of-the-moment sort of thing"

"What about the cafe? You quit I'm guessing?"

"It was my business I sold up and used the money for our down payment and the rest on the laundromat a few blocks down"

"Humm quiet the business girl" she says

"Been one all my life." I answered "It's always good having solid cash coming in, pretty soon I'll be taking the laundromat profits and investing in a little record store I have my eye on"

"The one on Harrington's street?" He asks

"That's the one"

"Awww I told you about that" he smiled giving my cheek a kiss "So what's been up with you Beth? Grandmastering I suppose?"

"Mostly been on tour for my new book, heading off to Paris for the invitational planning on going out with Cleo while I'm there" she explained "Mostly been taking care of the house, it's been nice having some time off to relax not easy being grandmaster and all"

"I imagine it takes a lot of your time." I snapped back "Not reliable though, chess money comes and goes I'd always be worried if we replied on just winning tournaments it's nice having concrete assets" I explained "and the profits are nice"

"Very nice, you paid off my car for me. I had a lot of parking tickets... way more than I thought I did, there was actually a warrant out to impound it. But it's really nice not worrying so badly about money"

"It's very nice to start a marriage with a clear financial slate." I smiled

"Well hopefully I should be getting my Moscow prize Money as usual" she snapped back

"Ohh do excuse me I need to check on dinners" I smiled getting up and heading to the kitchen everything was going well I heard them talking about chess for a solid few minutes but when I headed back I noticed she had moved forward to the edge of the chair moving her hand down the sofa arm until her hand met his he pushed her hand off absentmindedly as they spoke clearly assuming it was an accident but her hand quickly returned to his and even slyly pushed his wedding ring down his finger

I coughed which caused her to move away, and Benny nervously brought his hand to his chest fixing his ring

"I don't have many rules for guests in our house Beth. But I'd thank you very kindly to keep your hands to yourself" I told her

"Just playing y/n like old times" She smiled getting to her feet

"Be that as it may. I'm sure a very smart girl such as yourself can understand concepts and this one's pretty damn simple." I told her "Keep your hands off my husband"

"Understood" she nods "I'll take my things upstairs" she says sheepishly grabbing her things and heading upstairs

"First door on your left" I told her before I went to the kitchen as now dinner was ready so I began setting things up on the table and I felt Benny come and wrap his arms around me kissing my neck "Benny!" I complained elbowing him slightly

"Raooww" he playfully laughs "thought there was gonna be a catfight"

"I was making a point."

"You really sexy when your... commanding"

"Am I?"

"Ummm hummm" he smirked biting his lip a little "You should put your foot down more often, I like it"

"Well see"

"I'm sorry -"

"What for? Not your fault" I shrug

"I should have moved, or said something, or... not Invited her here"

"Benny," I laughed turning to face him leaning on the table as I wrapped my arms around his neck "It's fine, your not always the best at picking up on these things I learned that pretty quickly hence why I've always been really straight forward with you, you didn't pick up on it's it's fine not like you imagined she would, you did perfectly fine my love. She's your friend you invited her here it's not a problem if you want her here then she'll be welcome. But that doesn't stop me from kicking butt if I need to"

"Your sure?"

"Very sure"

"I love you so much"

"I love you too" I smiled pulling him into a kiss I heard heels on the stairs but we ignored her continuing our kiss till I pulled back "Go on then Mr watts set the table" I told him

"Yes, Mrs watts." He smirked back giving me another kiss "Another drink before dinner Beth? We can play some speed chess after"

"Sure" she nods still pretty sheepish 

[babybluebex]

Beth Harmon x fem reader headcanon? ❤️

ok headcanons are good i can do this 

i def think beth is very affectionate 

like her love language is touch for sure 

so when you guys are just laying in bed together she always has to be touching you in some way

like a hand on your thigh or twirling your hair around her finger 

her fav is to do big spoon to you and cup her hand around your breast and press her cheek to your back 

and you’re like “what’re you doing, bethy?” 

“nothing,” she sorta mumbles and she’s sleepy and cute and just yes 

(as a touch-starved wlw i feel this HEAVY)

waking up with beth is great too 

she’s grumpy af in the morning but after a cigarette and some coffee she’s good to go

you like to watch her get ready 

like wet hair, in a towel, dancing to the kinks on the radio after a shower 

she’ll bounce a little as she does her makeup 

(which always looks on point?? all the time?? and she has NO advice like “idk i just do it!”) 

and as she does her hair and gets dressed you kinda see her transform into the beth that the world knows like sorta stoic and serious but you know she’s your bethy 

you’re probs the first girl she’s ever dated so she doesn’t like quite know how to be with a girl 

bc she knows how to be with benny and harry but you are NOT benny or harry 

(if you’ll allow me to be a Yearning Sapphic) women are just great and soft and they smell nice and all curves and so beautiful hhnnnggg 

and that’s pretty much how beth articulates it 

so the first few times ~getting busy~ are awkward bc you’re both learning how to do this but eventually beth finds a way and she 

her kisses are nice like so soft she’ll kiss your bottom lip, then the corner of your mouth, and she’d put her soft hand on your cheek and finally connect your lips

she’ll usually take off her red lipstick but sometimes she keeps it on to stain your lips 

we know she likes hair so. she’d pull hair. yeah. 

she’s all about quick little makeout seshs in between matches at a tournament just like in the bathroom real quick and you’re seeing stars and just like “hOlY MoLy” 

this is probs a LOT more than you were asking for, but have it :) i kinda hit a weird creative wall for a moment there but i’m slowly getting back into it (just in time for the spring term to start hmm) 

[bxthharmon]

Pink Champagne (prologue) - Benny Watts x Reader

Words: 719

Series Warnings: Drinking, substance and alcohol abuse, addiction, smoking

Pt. Warnings: implied alcohol abuse, smoking

A/N: SO i kinda decided idc if anyone wants to read this i wanna post it lol,,, this is just the prologue and its probably gonna take a few chapters to set itself up before it goes anywhere.

“masterlist”

The girl was lying in the middle of the floor of the large hotel room, facing the ceiling, arms and legs thrown out over the thick maroon carpet, bare, given that the girl was only wearing her underwear. Her make-up, smudged beyond repair, last done a week ago, made her look half dead (not that she was aware of this, she didn’t look in the mirror much these days). In her right hand, she held an empty wine bottle, and scattered around the room there were countless more, even the bin was full of those mini alcohol bottles you sometimes get given at bars. The ashtray on the vanity set was full of cigarette butts, and clothes had been scattered all over the room nonchalantly.

The eerie tranquility of the room was broken by three sharp knocks at the door, then three more. “Miss Y/L/N, you have a guest waiting downstairs.” there was a pause, “Miss Y/L/N?” a quiet sigh was audible, and then footsteps as the worker left.

The girl, hair mussed, sat up slowly, digging the heels of her palms into her eyes to try and wake herself up. She looked around the room, eyebrows raising as she realised the stat it was in. She stood slowly and clumsily, leaning against the bedpost as she spotted her reflection in the mirror. Barely recognisable, the girl in front of her had make-up all down her face, unusually pale skin, and an almost sickly look about her. She shivered, making her way to the bathroom and scrubbing at her face with cold water until it was impossible to see any residues of her make-up. She dressed in a navy skirt and a well-fitted sweater. Satisfied with her appearance, the girl rushed out of the room, running to the elevator and slumping against the mirror inside it as it rattled to the ground floor. She burst out of the space into the lobby, scanning around the room desperately to spot whoever her visitor was. 

“Miss Y/L/N, your visitor is in the third conference room.” 

The girl spun around to see who had spoken, the hotel manager, and nodded quickly, ignoring the incredulous once-over he gave her. She headed to the conference rooms, only just realising her lack of shoes. She paused as she reached the door, looking down to her bare feet, and then entered the room quickly and dramatically.

“You don’t look so good.”

She focuses straight onto the auburn haired girl sat in one of the seats. The two launch towards each other, pulling each other closer than ever as they took in the other’s presence. “What are you still doing here?” the girl whispered, pulling away as they both sat down.

“I had people I wanted to hang out with, and no one had heard from you in a while, so I wanted to check up.”

“Beth,” the girl sighs, “you should be at home, or in New York.”

The other girl, Beth, leans forwards slightly, smelling her friend. “You smell like I used to.”

The girl laughs sharply, “Don’t start.”

“I’m serious.” Beth raised an eyebrow, “I don’t want you to be like I was.”

“Beth, Honey, I always was like this, and you know it.”

“Come to Kentucky with me.” she murmurs.

“If I’m going anywhere, it’s home.” 

“That could be about four different places right now.” Beth pointed out, “Do you mean Los Angeles, New York, Paris or London?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“Y/N,” Beth slumped her shoulders, “You need to stop moving so quickly, let yourself enjoy being still for once.”

Y/N paused for a minute, “You know what being still does to me. It’s the reason I’m in this mess.”

Beth sighed, “When will you leave this place?”

“Tomorrow, probably.” 

“Where to?”

“Well, where’s Cleo nowadays? Maybe I’ll go see what she’s up to. Or Anya, I miss Anya.”

“What about Benny?” 

The question changed the mood suddenly, and Y/N shifted in her seat, sitting up straighter, “No.”

“Why not?” 

Y/N cut her friend a look, and Beth mocked surrender.

“I don’t want to see him.” 

“You weren’t saying that a week ago.”

“Yeah well, a lot changed in the past week.”

“So? Where are you going?”

“Paris.” Y/N said, a sense of finality in her tone, “And I need to pack.”

[babybluebex]

alright everyone i hear you... wait just a little longer 😉

umm... beth harmon fic?? would anyone be into that??

[the-fiction-witch]

I Like Boys Too

TV SHOW THE QUEENS GAMBIT

COUPLE BENNY WATTS X READER (MALE)

RATING SMUT AF!!

I sat at the hotel bar sipping at a beer, I knew I had a headache coming on but maybe the beer would numb it. 

"Hey watts" I heard a voice behind me smile I turned and saw townes with a whiskey he came over sitting at the bar beside me a still between us 

"Hey towens" I nodded

"Haven't seen you around much"

"I haven't been around much" 

"Last I spoke to you-" he joked

"You were in Moscow, With Beth." 

"I was," he says sipping his drink "I know you wanted to be there with her"

"I wanted a lot of things…" I answered having a long sip of my drink finishing the bottle 

"You'd think you hate her" he laughs

"I don't hate her, I'm incredibly happy for her, world championship… been a long time since any american held that, let alone someone as good as her, I'm happy for her, and… the small help I supplied in getting her there" I explain I was going to get another but he had finished his whiskey so he bought a round 

"Too miss Elizabeth harmon, World Chess Champion" he laughs I laughed to clicking his glass with my bottle "I miss her being around"

"Yeah… I do too"

"She brought an elegance, a beauty to these things, without her these places are one big, boring, grey-"

"Sausage fest?" 

"You could say so" he laughs 

"She did, she always made these places seem more glamorous"

"Where is she nowadays anyway?"

"Kentucky." I answered "with Beltik" 

"With Beltik." He laughs "That girl could have any boy in the world"

"And she takes him" I sighed having almost half my beer 

"Oh all the boys in the world right" he laughs

"Yeah," I nodded 

"Hey hun? Are you coming to dinner?" I heard another voice say, I looked and saw another guy in a little red suit jacket 

"Yeah just a sec" he winked giving this guy a kiss and he Wandered off "sorry, date night" he laughs 

"Yeah, you uhh you go" I told him "have fun" 

"I am… sorry about it all watts" he says I tried to force the memory away, I didn't want to think about it "it's Alright you'll find a pretty girl" he says tapping my shoulder as he went off with his boyfriend, I sighed having more beer, I didn't want to think about it. I looked around the bar and small restaurant thinking my mind wandering to strange places. Of everything I've done… I'd never had a boyfriend, I couldn't imagine what it would be like, going to dinner with another man, or kissing another man, or… being intimate with another man. I had nothing against honest towens and his boyfriend are adorable, they work so well together and they're happy so who cares. 

I wonder what it would be like having a boyfriend….

We could share clothes. I wouldn't have to deal with make up in my house. We could sit and drink beer while discussing sports. Wait, I hate sports. We could discuss chess! We could go to the movies and not watch romcoms. I had never really thought about it as an option for me but then again why not? It's not like I don't understand how a dick works, I mean I have one. By that logic I should be a good damn fucking expert! I understand a dick way better than I understand a Virgina or atleast I think I do. 

I looked around the bar area, I have no idea how to do this. Then again to be fair I don't completely know how to do it for girls either, I don't think I've ever tried that hard to pick up a girl they just sort of… come to me. I saw a guy standing with a beer. He looked at me so I waved and he looked confused and wandered off. 

Well, that didn't work. 

"Hey give me a beer man" a guy said to the bar man as he sat down on that still where towens had been he reached for his wallet but

"No it's okay, I got it" I said paying for his and for another myself luckily this stuff isn't exactly strong 

"Cheers" he laughs, fixing a cuff of his blue button down, he was strong much more so than me, his pants rather tight given what I had been thinking about I found I was looking much more, his glittering silver watch, his hair styled interestingly enough but nothing to distracting.

"No problem" I smiled "Benny watts" I said offering my hand 

"Y/n y/l/n" he says giving my hand a shake 

"You play? I've not seen you around?'

"I don't, always wanted to but I'm shit" he laughs sipping his beer "reporter. Pays the bills" he shrugs 

"Yeah, I see why you mean" I laughed "what are you working on?"

"Just an update peice, scores and ranks. If it ain't the girl readers aren't interested" he says 

"Sorry you haven't got anything more interested to report on" I laughed

"It's alright, I'm use to it" he shrugs "so you play?'

"Yeah" I nodded "when I can"

"You got your girlfriend upstairs?" He says making me jump a little at the sudden question

"No, single as always" I shrug "you got your girlfriend here helping you out?"

"No, not my kinda thing" he shrugs 

"Yeah?"

"Yeah,"

"You know I uhh I have a little extra time. I do head back to New York till the morning. If you want I could… give you something interesting to write about" I suggested

"I'd like that, Mr Watts" he smirked "ten O'clock, five nine two" he winked finishing up his beer "I'll be waiting" 

"Ten it is" I smirked as he got up and headed off into the hotel, I smirked to myself. This is an odd night I wouldn't have expected it to go this way but fuck it I'm rolling with it. I finished my beer and headed up to my room having a quick shower and standing by my hotel mirror trying to do something… with my hair. I don't know. I haven't had a date in forever. If this is even a date. I haven't had sex in a while, but I suppose it's not like I'm going to forget how to do it. I hope he's done this before because… I haven't got any Ideas, you'd think as a guy I would know but, I really don't. Maybe I should talk with towens and his boyfriend more often.

I got dressed into my jeans and my green button down only doing half of it up as usual, and heading out to his room. I tried to walk confidently even if I didn't feel it, why am I so nervous it's just a hookup? Nothing I haven't done before, just not...like this. I knocked and stood trying not to look nervous when he opened the door his blue button down almost completely undone his jeans even tighter then before, he leant on the doorframe smirking as he looked me up and down 

"Hey" 

"Hey" I answered 

"You wanna come in for a cup of coffee?' he asks 

"Uhh yeah," I nodded so he let me inside his room much like my own "I'll make it" I said Heading to the side where a cheap electric kettle sat with some little coffee and tea packets from the hotel I clicked the kettle on and started making the coffee until I felt his strong body press against me I could feel his jeans buckle in my back his hands snaked around me his fingers playing with the button strips on my shirt inches from my exposed skin, I gasped and held my breath feeling his hands so close to my skin 

"That's not the kinda coffee I meant Benny" 

"Isn't it? I uhh I thought it was"

"No, it wasn't" he smirked gently grinding his hips against me I could feel his erection against my arse, I didn't know what to think for a moment until I turned to face him, "what's wrong?" He asks 

"Nothing, nothing" I answered unable to tear my eyes away from his exposed chest, only ever glancing up to his plump lips, he smiled wickedly at me 

"Ohh I get it" he smirked before I could say anything his hands grabbed behind my thighs and he lifted me up to sit on the counter moving me like I was nothing to him, like he could have done it one handed or that to him I was as light as anything else. "Your one of those boys" he smirked moving forward giving my neck a few gentle kisses, I couldn't deny ever kiss drove me crazy 

"One of those boys?" I asked 

"The ones who need a little…" he smirked moving his hands to sit one each on my knees "attention to get them going" he growled pushing on my knees making my legs open as wide as possible he moved quickly before I had time to react standing between my legs "you like this? Don't you benny?" He smirked grinding himself against me feeling his stiff long cock against my hardering erection, I couldn't stop staring at him

"Yes.." I gasped so I grabbed his neck and pulled his lips to my own partly to stop me moaning, I tasted his aftershave, I tasted his beer, I tasted him, and I loved it. I could feel his smooth skin as he kissed be back it turning fast into hot and heavy make outs my hands playing and toying with his hair as he undid my shirt buttons pushing it off me I tried to do the same to him but I only did two buttons before he picked me up again. I grabbed onto his neck a little scared of dropping to the floor but he pushed us over so I landed on my back on his bed he smirked as he still stood, over me between my legs still, I sat up on my elbows slightly trying to shuffle up the bed with my nerves, he smirked down at me egarly, I gulped beyond nervous he leant down to kiss me but I pushed him back "wait, wait, wait" I said quickly

"What's up? You uhh don't look so great? Are you okay benny?"

"I uhhhhh I have to be honest y/n" I told him as I sat up rubbing my arm a little "I uhhh I've never done this before" 

"Never?"

"Never."

"Humm… pretty dirty for a little virgin boy then" he smirked 

"What, no. I'm not a Virgin"

".... I'm confused"

"I've had sex before just… not with a guy." 

"Oohh." He nods "did you.. want to?"

"I uhh I think I do"

"You think or you do Benny? I don't wanna do this is you don't want to"

"No no I want to, just a little confused and nervous and all" I explain

"I'll be gentle, I promise" he reassured "so you a top or a bottom?" 

"Uuuuhhhhh…. I do not have a bunk bed"

"Ohhh my god you can tell you're straight" he sighed "when your with a girl Benny? Would you rather… push her on the bed face first and fuck her hard or would you rather her pin your arms to the bed and ride your cock?" He smirked pressing kisses down my jaw, my neck and down my chest towards my belt 

"Uhhh depends on the girl" I answered 

"Well I guess you should be top as… your not really ready for.. me inside you"

"Aren't I?"

"No, your not Benny," he laughs "don't worry I'll give you a little confidence first" he winked moving and undoing my belt before I could say another word my jeans where on the floor, I bit my mouth hard trying not to see his reaction as my now fully hard cock sat tall in my boxers "big boy I see Benny" he smirked "lay down, and get comfy" he says pushing my stomach so I did as he asked and laid back down staring at the molded pattern in the ceiling he pulled back my boxers and I hissed feeling my erection against the cold air of the room "excitable tonight" he smirked blowing a little warm air across my head, he pushed my up and apart which freaked me out a little so my feet sat on the edge of the bed, my first thought was. This is a weird position and the secondly I feel… very exposed, I think I get why boyfriends are so close, you really can't hide anything like this. I focused on the ceiling unsure what it would be like, I heard him lick his lips and within seconds he took every inch or my cock in his mouth, it was wet, an warm, and heavenly, I kept my eyes on the ceiling best I could even if I wanted to roll them back in pleasure, my mouth hung open tiny almost squeaky kind of moans leaking from my throat, he gently sucked my complete length which made me throb into his sucks, his lips clamped around my shaft, he moved back as he bobbed his head whenever he pulled back it didn't feel as good so my hands quickly went to his head to push him down where I needed him. 

"Uuhhh UGHHH!" I groaned feeling so close, it felt so good, he pushed my hands off and moved away I tried not to whine even if I wanted too 

"Bossy little thing aren't you" he smirked "keep them there, unless you wanna be inside me" he smirked pinning my arms to the bed either side of my head I nodded and he smirked returning back to the heavenly sucking, I couldn't help but groan rolling my head against the bed starting at the ceiling gripping the covers hard when it felt good, I couldn't help pushing his head down when I felt I was about to cum but he pushed me away 

"No no no please" I begged "y/n… I was about to-"

"I know" he smirked offering his hand so I took it and he picked me up wrapping his arms around my waist resting his hand on my hip so I stood pulled into his side when if my legs barely wanted to stand I couldn't help my hand playing with the little line of chest hair between his pecks resting my head on his shoulder he smirked at me and used his other hand to move the bed around moving pillows and things around the bed almost like he was making a ramp or wedge, I gave his neck some little kisses as he worked until he took my hand from his chest giving it a kiss "cute little thing aren't you? Never imagined you'd be… such a bottom" he smirked 

"Am I?"

"Ohh Benny baby your the most bottom boy over ever met" he smirked "that's fine, I like being a top" he growled 

"What does that mean?"

"You understand Dom and sub right?"

"Yeah"

"Bottom is more sub"

"Oohh… yeah that's probably more me. Mostly because I am way to lazy" 

"Your a cute little bottom" he smiled kissing me gently "and you tickle when you kiss" he smirked gently playing with my chin 

"Did you uh want me to?" I suggested moving my hand from his down under his jeans but he quickly took my hand away

"I'm hard enough Benny. I know I said you weren't ready but… I'll deal with it." He smirked "I wanna fuck you" 

"Uhh okay" I nodded nervous but excited 

"Lay down" he smirked guiding me to lay down this wedge of pillows me had made so my ass was in the air "comfy?' 

"Yeah" 

"Good, you wanna help me?" He smirked standing at the foot of the bed right in front of my face I smirked a little undoing his jeans and tugging them down to his knees I was in shock and a little… I don't know, jealous, he was bigger then me he didn't have underwear so I was faced with his hard cock precum slowly dripping down his shaft he got a condom from his pocket so I took it ripping it open with my teeth gently slipping it on for him he smirked playing with my hair as I did, I was so tempted to suck him but he forced my head away "whoa… slow down there Benny," he smirked getting something from his bag "where gonna need this" he smirked showing me the familiar bottle, "you know this stuff?"

"Yeah, I have a bottle in my bag too" I blushed 

"Yeah? For what?" He smirked 

"Jerking off mostly"

"Well we need it," he smirked getting on the bus behind me, I could feel the bed creak and my heart race "your tight little virgin ass won't take my cock if I don't" he smirked slapping my ass hard with his left hand 

"Whoa!" I said in shock feeling my cock throb as my ass stung with pain "uhh y/n?"

"Yeah Benny?" He smirked 

"Could you uhh… do that again?" I asked 

"Again? Like this?" He smirked doing it again slightly harder I could feel the lube on his fingers that time as he has been using that hand to lube himself up I smirked slightly biting my bottom lip 

"Ummmm Humm" I mummbled nodding quickly

"Aww? You are such a subby bottom" he smirked "you like getting spanked Benny?" 

"Yes…" I gasped 

"Then be a good boy, and don't cum all over yourself, or I'll spank your sexy ass red raw Benny" he earned 

I couldn't even reply as his hands gripped my ass hard, I stared at the hotel carpet unsure what else to focus on as I felt his throbbing erection press against me I held my breath before, it was a simple little push. 

My eyes rolled back feeling like I was being stretched, feeling him throb inside me, my own cock twitching in desperation against the pillows, his hands gripped me tight likely would have nail marks by morning, I gripped the pillows tight, my mouth hung open, it hurt I couldn't deny, but it also felt Soo good, a pleasure I had never felt before and I never wanted it to stop 

"Fuck! Your so tight! Fuck you feel so good" he groans starting to move fast and hard 

I was in another world each thrust sending me deeper into this unexplainable world of pleasure I wanted to scream but not a word came out of my mouth.

"You okay benny?" He asks as he gently slowed 

"No! No no! Don't stop y/n!" I begged "please, don't stop" 

"Somebodies Happy. You like it Benny?"

"I love it" I groaned 

"Yeah I do too" he smirked getting faster, the bed creaking and sqeeking with his every movement, I was so close feeling so an amazing feeling inside me he slapped my ass hard every chance he got, and as he did one hard time I hit a brick wall, my cum spurting across the pillows and my stomach, feeling like a firecracker got set off in my cock, and then a whole new sensation erupting inside of me the two sensations hitting at the same time 

[the-fiction-witch]

Girls P22 Queens Cookies

TV SHOW: THE QUEENS GAMBIT COUPLE: BENNY X READER X BETH X HARRY RATING: FLIRTY + CUTE

"You girlies gonna be okay all alone?" Benny asks as he got his jacket on at the door

"We'll be fine, we're grown ups" I argued

"Maybe I should stay with them?" Harry encouraged

"No" Benny answered "I'm not thrilled about leaving them here because I know there gonna fucking sleep with each other, I leave you here the girls'll rip you apart," "Maybe I wanna be ripped apart"

"I know what you want harry" He smirked back

"we'll be fine you boys go, get us some nice presents from the store" Beth smiled

"Like?" Harry asked

"Wine!" I giggled

"If you girls are good" benny warned "No sex on my bed... Without me" He warned

"we won't" we giggled

"Good girls, we'll bring you something nice" benny winked

"see you soon girls" Harry smiled blowing us each a kiss before he scurried out the door with benny, and the moment the doors where shut

"You wanna have sex on benny's bed again?" I asked

"I fucking heard that y/n!" Benny yelled from the other side of the door as he locked it

"No, I'm still a little worn out. I'm getting passed around like a fuck toy between you three" she complained

"To be fair so am I,"

"I think I'll bake while there out give the boys something nice to come home to" she smiled

"That would be nice, yeah lets make out boys some nice cookies"

"Maybe we should get naked and cook in just little aprons"

"I think the boys would enjoy that" I smirked "and we would too" I smirked

"Come on then" she says so we got up and headed to the kitchen, we both got our clothes off leaving beth having only her bright hair, perfect make up, and a little blue apron, I smirked doing likewise but keeping my thigh highs on and a little black apron starting to make some cookies but as she handed me the bowel full of the cookie dough to stir while she sorted the oven I noticed as I stirred

"Beth?" "Yeah hun?"

"Is there... something in this?" I asked her

"Yeah, Weed" she says making me cough a little

"what?"

"Yeah, its fine" she shrugs

"You brought drugs with you? On a plane?"

"Yeah" she shrugs "Never been stopped before"

"Where did you get it?" I asked as we began sorting the cookies

"A know a guy in Kentucky, went to my Russian classes" she explained

"I see," I laughed "You're gonna feed it to the boys?"

"hell yeah"

"I'm in" I smirked "How do you pay?"

"I take drugs I let him fuck me in the ass?"

"Fair trade" I shrug "You should come up to napa and chill"

"I have heard you guys have good stuff"

"I should host a party?"

"A Party?"

"Yeah, get some good stuff in, some good wine, get everyone over, everyone can get nice and drunk, nice and stoned and then fuck each other"

"That does sound like a fun party" she shrugs "Like an orgy."

"Not like an orgy Beth. I have standards"

"Could Invite everyone have a big party"

"like? List me a guest list"

"well, You. It's your house. Me," "Got to have a second hot girl"

"Ohh thank you" she smiled giving me a kiss "Then benny"

"Got to have a good dick. who knows' what he's doing with it" "He does have such a good cock doesn't he?"

"He does, Just wish he'd stop walking around in that robe...damn thing makes me a swimming pool"

"I think he knows it does. He so has a thing for you"

"we all fuck beth"

"Yeah but... Benny like... likes you"

"No he doesn't we just very similar people, we both play chess, we both have a fuck it I do what I want mentality, and we both are horny as rabbits in mating season"

"You do, you're both way hornyier then me and harry"

"... I can't argue with that, who else?"

"Harry of course"

"Got to have a slow ride to balance out the action"

"He's so sweet"

"He is, together... they are good. they should make a prono together"

"Harry and benny?"

"Yes"

"I would buy it"

"Everyone would buy it those two are hot as shit"

"Okay, and we would have to have townes"

"... Ohh shit yeah, I would adore a benny, harry and townes fuck"

"Oooohh I hadn't even thought about it. I just wanted to fuck him But yes, god yes,"

"That would be porno worthy"

"It would, Chess federation would be mad though"

"so what? make royalties on that bad boy"

"true"

"Then... we would have to have Jolene over?"

"Ohh yeah, too many white people. Add some chocolate to the cookie" I winked

"Then if we are having Jolene we could always have clio,"

"Yeah, I wanna have that little French madam between me and benny"

".... damn."

"what?" "I'm in to watch"

"Ohh we have to have Matt and Mike in this"

"Totally, Maybe Benny's chess friends too?"

"Well if we have one set we might as well as them to"

"This is a big party"

"Be fun though"

"Anyone I'm missing?"

"Benny, Harry, you, me, matt, mike, towens, Jolene, Clio, the chess boys, Uhhh I don't think so?"

"Sound fun, I will get planning" I smirked as we finished off the cookies putting them on a nice plate

"Ohh my ..." Harry says as he came in with a few bags of the shopping "what is that smell? Smells like Beth's house?"

"ohh my fucking god" Benny sighed as he came into the flat "You two better not have had sex in here again!"

"we didn't have sex, we made you cookies" I smiled

"Cookies? ohh alright then" He shrugs as the two brought the shopping over to the kitchen "Do you put cinnamon in them or something? I can't work out what that smell is" He says taking a cookie "Eh they taste good so who cares" He shrugs

Harry instantly took like four from Beth and started nipping at them "Ummm these are delicious" He smiled "and you girls look beautiful" he smiled giving us each a kiss and beth a cuddle

"You do girls, you two should dress up like this everyday" Benny smiled giving me a cuddle too kissing my cheek  "Those cookies really are good, and I am super fucking hungry" he says having another I happily took some getting my dress back as I was starting to feel the chill,

a while later darkness crept across new york the windows of benny's apartment dark, the few little lights flickering as they often did, the record player spinning slowly and quietly a little tune,  harry laid with a pillow on his head, Beth sat on the leather chair playing with a chess piece in her hands, Benny sat leant against the wall to his bedroom sat with the window just above his head, I laid my head on his shoulder and nuzzled his arm the most sober of anyone as I had only had two cookies.

"Y/n?"

"Yes benny?"

"are my hands moving?"

"....No there not sweetie" I giggled as he was sat completetly still

"Oooohh.... I thought they where" He says "Are they moving now?"

"No"

".... Ooohh nooo" He says "I'M DEAD!" he yelped

"No no benny-" I tried to reassure him "I'm dead! no not again! Why do I keep dieing! I don't pick it on purpose everything I like they kill me! I don't wanna die again! I like being alive!" He whines "I don't wanna die anymore!" He cried

"Awww it's okay benny, you're not going to die anymore, it's okay" I smiled giving him a cuddle as he cried

"You've not died before benny it's okay" "I always die! I die in everything!"

"Benny how many cookies have you had?" "six"

"Ohh no" "this is literally like the first time I haven't died"

"I feel like... at some point... I was fat. and there was magic afoot" Harry says

"Yeah I was dead, and he was around the magic man" Benny explained

"I think... I killed someone" Beth mutters "Y/n? did I kill someone?"

"No beth you have not killed someone"

"But I remember it. there was a goat involved"

"Yeah! I remember that Beth, you had a goat and blood everywhere!" harry explained

"what- what are you guys talking about?" I asked

"Y/n?"

"Yes benny?"

"Now are my hands moving?"

"No there not sweetheart" I told him

".... oooohh... are my wings moving?"

"why- why do- you don't have wings benny"

"But I'm a dragon."

"Benny, your not a dragon, your a people" I told him

"No!" He whines "Dragon, I have big wings, and I'm blue and I give fire kisses" He smiled hugging me tightly and kissing all over me

"Benny- your not a dragon. harry help me out here!"

"No no he's a dragon. I saw it. he was a good dragon" harry explained

"I wanna be... a like 18th century lady... with huge boobs"

"I saw that, you looked good" Harry told her "good nightie... gave me a bonner"

"Okay, I think it's bed time" I sighed getting up picking benny up and throwing him on my shoulder

"wait! hold up! you can lift benny?" beth asked

"He's not heavy" I laughed "Mother fucker has a BMI of Two, Maybe. when soaking wet" I laughed bouncing him on my hip like a baby "He's not heavy"

".... I Love you y/n but I highly protest to being carted around like an infant"

"I wanna be carted around like an infant" harry says rising his hand

"Nooooo my y/n" Benny whines hugging me tightly nuzzling into my hair "My y/n"

"Okay you're going to bed before you eat any more cookies and really start being a problem" I sighed

"Maybe I two scoops was too much per cookie" Beth says

"Too much of what?" benny asks making me put him down before it clicked "Ohh my fucking god. Elizabeth harmon, you better not have smoked weed in my fucking house!"

"we didn't smoke it" Beth shrugs "we baked it into the cookies"

"Weed cookies?" harry asked curiously

"No, no, no You guys my land lord is going to kill me!" he complained "He explicitly said no drug taking. he mentioned it like sixteen times"

"that seems excessive" I laughed

"he has a lot of weird rules.... how many have I had?"

"six"

"So thats?" he asks

"Two scoops per cookie, so... benny has had Twelve scoops" she explained "How big where the scoops?" I asked her as she was the one who put them in

"about a cup" she shrugs

"I have consumed twelve cups of weed!" He yelped "... I'm gonna die" "You won't die I've done more then that" she says

"I've never done drugs before beth!"

"...how did it take you this long to realize you where high?" Harry asks

"I was seeing though dimensions"

"where you where a dragon for some reason"

"There was a dragon ,and it talked like me okay" he explained "so every time I've got hungry I have another cookie and the weed makes me more hungry so I have more cookies, I ate six weed cookies..."" "How many have you had harry?" I asked

"Nine" He answered

".... so eighteen scoops" I laughed

"Ooooohhhh... thats why I keep thinking one of you is giving me a blow job, but then ins't" "How many have you had beth?" I asked

".....five, but I have a higher tolerance" "I've had two, so I'm fine" I laughed "I think we should just sit, and wait it out" I explain as we all got cosy close to each other

"Hey? Beth?" Harry whispered "you wanna know a secret?"

"Yeah" she giggled

".... I masturbated to you. Not long after we met"

"You wanna know a secret?" she asks "I met up with the chess club I first plaid against when I was a kid... and I fucked each of them"

"ooohh" I giggled "you wanna know a secret?"

"Yeah" they all giggled

"I got called a dragon once"

"why?" Benny asks

"I liked to start fires, when I was little" I smiled

"why?" harry asks

"It was fun"

"Is that why you got a dragon tattooed on you?" Beth asks

"Ummm" I nodded "I wanted to take that word away from people who hurt me, made it my word. set all those fuckers on fire"

"why did you like fire?" harry asks

"Fire's cool. its warm, its pretty, destroys evidence. I don't know I like it" I smiled

"I didn't kn? ow you had a dragon tattoo" Benny says

"... how many times have we had sex? How many times have you seen me naked?

"... I wasn't aware I needed to keep track" "Damn we should! could get like reward cards every tenth sex gets a blow job or something" Beth giggled

"I like that, but not right now" I laughed

"How have you never noticed my tattoo benny?"

"I'm not usually paying attention to your arm and shoulder... of all the places when your naked it's not an area I tend to look at"

"why not?"

"Because boobs, and pussy! would would I be looking at arms?" he complained trying to eat another cookie but I stopped him,

"I need a nap" Beth says moving to lay on harry the two falling asleep almost instantly

"Do you have a secret benny?" I asked

"I do" He nods nuzzling on my shoulder "I love you"

"You've said benny" I smiled petting his hair

"No, I do... I really love you, I was a little disappointed when Beth turned up to. I kinda wanted us to be alone, so we could go on a nice date, play chess together, make love in my bed" He smirked between kisses up my neck "I love you sugar"

"Awww Benny, I love you too" I smiled giving him a cuddle "You won't remember a word of this tomorrow you get some rest okay, we'll talk about it soon"

[the-fiction-witch]

The Other Harmon P1 - P5

TV SHOW : THE QUEENS GAMBIT COUPLE: BENNY WATTS X READER RATING: Flirty Af

Part 1: Happiness 

I laid looking at the ceiling, pondering, thinking, My brain never turned off. It never had as long as I remember, my life had been a strange one and yet I had found my own happiness, I just have hope my sister will find it likewise just I imagine not the way I did, as we had always been two rather different Harmon's.

"Uummmm..." I heard beside me looking to the other half of my bed as he turned over his mop of messy long hair matted and out of place more so than usual, his face a picture of peace and relaxation his facial hair sat as perfect as usual, his strong skinny upper body out from our covers a little the rest of him wrapped up warmly his face stiffened and he grimaced "y/n? What are you doing still awake?" He asks with a yawn

"Nothing Benny, I couldn't sleep"

"Alright, come on, come here honeydew... Let's get some rest, got a plane to catch in the morning" he yawns pulling me to his chest like I was his teddy bear. Not that I minded at all. I kissed his bare skin and nuzzled closer to him trying to lose myself in a dream.

Part 2: Promise Me!

"Girls-"

"Mother? What's going on?" My sister spoke

"Girls we just uhh were just going on an uhh a little trip out for ice cream," my mother said in a hurried tone as she drove "okay baby just close your eyes, close your eyes and you promise me you'll look after your sister"

"Mother-"

"Promise me!"

"I promise"

I remember little else of what happened. I just remember my sister holding my hand as they took us somewhere, I didn't understand where They took me away from my sister for reasons I didn't know.

"Elizabeth Harmon, and Y/n Harmon. Eight and four" a man said as he made notes taking me somewhere else.

I would see my sister often but she never seemed happy all she ever wanted to do was play chess and I didn't understand it. I liked to watch but I couldn't play honestly. I didn't really want to but I knew the more my sister grew to know that board the less she would grow Into my sister. One day people came and we were told to wash up and dress nicely. I showered, brushed my teeth and put on my prettiest dress doing my hair Into braids with small blue ribbons even shinned my little shoes. And I went and waited for what felt like forever until Beth arrived

"Where have you been?" I asked

"Sleeping"

"But this is important"

"It's just another couple who will look at us see us as a package and not bother" she explained "they always want you... they never want me"

"Well... maybe if you tried"

"You think I don't?"

"I'm sure you do beth," I nodded as the door opened and we were ushered inside and there sat a rather nice looking couple. Things were said and disgusted but I barely spoke a word until they left and we were told to pack.

Part 3 : Different

I forced so much of that time away from me watching only as she got better she drifted away from me, I remember wondering around this hotel as Beth chatted with her friends. I saw someone sitting discussing chess to some other men. Something about him seemed so... different.

All these boys were stuck up little nerds in suits with pocket protectors for their pens, hair gelled back and glasses perched but...

He was different. His jeans tight to his body leaving little to imagination a tight belt around his waist a black shirt under a green shirt unbuttoned slightly but all hidden by this long leather coat, his slender pale neck intrigued me his face youthful and yet aged a speckling of facial hair giving him a look of someone more mature his brown eyes seemed to hesitate on the crowd he spoke to his hair pulled back by his hat but it was obvious it was long and unruly. Someone came over and the crowd quickly left him alone. He stopped of course and turned to scan the room until he saw me. His eyes flicked up and down before he seemed confused. I went over out of curiosity sitting on the chair across the table from him

"Hello" I smiled

"Hi, how old are you little girl?" He asks

"Old enough to know better" I smiled making him chuckle a little too "are you playing today?"

"No, I just come to... see old friends and check what's going on" he explained, "do you play?"

"Not really, watched a lot," I said

"Here, I'll give you a game," he says laying out a thick wooden board and laying out all the pieces all the years of watching beth and I knew so little "don't worry, I'll go easy on you" he winked moving a piece I had no plan or much skill of moves or starters or anything like that I just plaid and not five minutes later "Hu... you uhhh your good"

"Thank you" I smiled

"I think I know who you are, '' he smirked "your Beth Harmon? Aren't you? That kid that knocked Harry off his perch in Kentucky?"

"Ohh no" I laughed

"No? Who are you then?"

"Y/n, Beth's my sister" I answered

"Is she now, well it was very nice to play you y/n"

"It was nice to play with you too" I smiled "ooh sorry I uh-"

"Benny, Benny watts" he smiled offering his hand I happily took it and he gave my hand a little kiss before getting up with his stuff to go elsewhere

"Who was that?" Beth asked behind me

"Who?" I asked

"Who was that you were just talking to?" She asked

"Ooh... just a boy" I smiled

"A boy? What were you doing?" She asks sitting with me

"We played a game is all"

"I thought you hated chess?"

"I don't hate it, I don't love it, it's a nice game," I said

"Who was he y/n?"

"He said his name was Benny"

"Benny? Benny watts?" She asked and I nodded "you- you just played a game against Benny watts?"

"Yes, he seemed lovely, A very fine gentlemen" I smiled

"Y/n, you know who that was right?"

"No..."

"He's US champion"

"Ooh, well I beat him, though he was going easy on me" I explain

"This is why I don't take you places" she sighed going off elsewhere.

Part 4 Our Little Secret 

Beth barely let me on trips after that she didn't seem to like me around when she was doing chess for whatever reason but I went with her and our new mother to las Vegas I stood around this strange place seeing so many names and so many tables I simply wondered thought in my dress trying not to draw attention to myself, I spotted on a board of people the name of my sister. I also saw not far away on the list a name I remembered from what feels like so long ago Benny watts I remember that name it's funny but since that day I had I suppose you could call me a groupie if chess has groupies, fan I suppose.

I kept an eye on him, magazine articles of him, pictures of little things mostly even if I hid them under my bed not wanting Beth to know, I thought something pleasant about him and the fact I had beaten him so long ago even if no one knew that but him and I. It was like a secret we shared.

And just at that moment, a familiar voice spoke up

"Well, well, little y/n Harmon. What are you doing here?' I heard I turned and saw Benny much as I Last did in fact almost exactly like a picture I clipped from chess review not two weeks ago

"Benny watts" I smiled so excited to see him "ohh well just here for beth and all"

"Of course yeah, hopefully, I should at least get to play your legendary sister" he laughs "you know one of these days you should enter"

"Me? No, no chess is Beth's thing I wouldn't want to impose"

"Y/n if beth can wipe the floor with these boys you can do it with your eyes closed," he says

"Chess isn't my thing, never has been"

"You beat me"

"I haven't forgotten that Mr Watts" I blushed

"Aren't we growing up to be a proper lady?" He laughs "growing up a lot back home? Aren't you?" He asked as I caught his eyes lingering in me I blushed hard seeing such a thing

"Yes, I am"

"I can tell," he says "how about a game?"

"It's alright, you don't want to do too many today"

"Come on, just for fun," he says

"No thank you, how was Austin?"

"Sorry?"

"You were in Austin recently, how was it?"

"How do you know?"

"I keep up with chess review, well once beth is done with it" I smiled

"Do you? Are you keeping an eye on me?"

"I like keeping an eye on you" I smiled "so how was it?"

"It was Lovely"

"I always wanted to go..."

"I'll have to take you with me, next time" he smiled "just answer me something... honestly, I'm sure when Beth has things written about her in all these chess magazines she cuts them out and then lets you have them?"

"Yes" I nodded

"And then if it happened in those said chess magazines happen to have anything about... me in them, do you have a read?"

"Of course I do like I said I keep an eye" I smiled

"And would all those little clippings about me be in a secret box under your bed so beth doesn't find out what you've been doing?" He asked and I froze up completely "I take that as a yes, don't worry our little secret" he winked "I'm sure I'll see you later y/n" he smiled giving my hand a little kiss and he went off somewhere I assume for a game but as I watched him walk away I felt something strange. A horrible pain in my stomach...

Part 5: A Woman 

I ran as fast as my feet would carry me up to the room, my mother and beth both gone already I ran to the bathroom pulling up my dress and my many petticoats seeing the trail of thick red blood that had begun to form as my stomach cracked with the horrific pain as badly as it had earlier. I pushed my dress off me and almost saw the blood coming out of me as I cried out in pain, I grabbed as much toiler paper as I could rolling it up and cleaning myself up and going back to watch beth.

"You alright darling?" Our adoptive mother asks

"Uhh yeah" I nodded

"what's wrong?" she asked pulling me to the side a little

"I uh I started"

"Ohh, first time?" she asks and I nodded a little scared almost in tears she handed me something from her handbag and a couple of pills "Go on it'll help," she says

"It hurts"

"they'll help with the pain"

"why does it have to hurt?"

"who knows" she sighed "But you're a woman now" she smiled

"Can... things cause it?"

"Like what darling?"

"Like... sinful things, or people?" I asked

"no of course not darling its a natural part of being a woman" she explained "All though... being excited doesn't help" she winked "why do you ask?"

"No reason" I smiled as I glanced across the hall to a table with benny playing against his opponent.

[the-fiction-witch]

The Other Harmon P35 Madaline

TV SHOW: THE QUEENS GAMBIT COUPLE: BENNY X READER RATING: CUTE AF

I laid looking at the ceiling, pondering, thinking, My brain never turned off. It never had as long as I remember, my life had been a strange one and yet I had found my own happiness

"Uummmm..." I heard beside me looking to the other half of my bed as he turned over his mop of messy long hair matted and out of place more so than usual, his face a picture of peace and relaxation his facial hair sat as perfect as usual, his strong skinny upper body out from our covers a little the rest of him wrapped up warmly his face stiffened and he grimaced "y/n? What are you doing still awake?" He asks with a yawn

"Nothing Benny, I couldn't sleep"

"Alright, come on, come here honeydew... Let's get some rest, got a plane to catch in the morning" he yawns pulling me to his chest like I was his teddy bear. Not that I minded at all. I kissed his bare skin and nuzzled closer to him trying to lose myself in a dream, But I couldn't get back to sleep for too long I don't know how he does it I pushed his hands away getting out of bed and slipping on my nightie and my dressing gown going out to the apartment my eyes being woken more by the bright morning light and the lamp that was on in the living room

"Madaline? What are you doing up sweetheart?" I asked seeing her sat by the lamp with her book

"Mumma!" she smiled jumping from the sofa into my arms "I was reading"

"Good girl go on back to bed," I told her

"But Mumma it's not long till up time," she says pointing to the clock on the mantle she was right it was about half an hour before we needed to all be up anyway

"Well alright, Go on Madaline go wake up daddy," I told her she nodded running off into our bedroom as I went to the kitchen and began making coffee making it very very strong I could hear giggling and complaining where Madaline must have undoubtedly jumped on benny to wake him up as she always does if she's allowed then a squeal

"ahhhh, Mumma! daddy's ticking me!" she complained through her giggles I laughed going to the bedroom door seeing benny laid in bed half asleep ticking Madaline like crazy as she sat on my side of the bed "Mumma help!"

"Come on you two" I laughed picking Madaline up taking her back to the kitchen with me giving her some apple juice

"Morning..." benny smiled sounding groggy and tried rubbing his eyes and fixing his hair having slipped some pants on and his usual robe over his shoulders

"Morning benny" I smiled kissing his cheek as I handed him his coffee going to take my own but

"Oi, come here" he smirked grabbing my waist and pulling me tight to his chest pulling me into a deep kiss I smirked kissing back putting my coffee down to wrap my arms around his shoulders and his neck as he put his down to pull me tighter I pushed his hips back a little trying to remind him we were in the kitchen and our daughter sat at the table

"hehehehe! mummy and daddy do kissy kiss" she giggled I pushed him away playfully going to the table with my coffee

"What time is it?" benny asks

"Almost plane time" she smiled

"You all packed sugar?"

"All but my teddies," she says

"Good girl"

"Is mummy packed?"

"all packed up Madaline"

"Is daddy packed?"

"Yes I am sugar" he smiled kissing her head and coming to stand leant against my chair "where's your sister?"

"In bed"

"I will go get Alice, Madaline you finish your juice and go pack your teddies, while daddy goes for a shower," I told them

"Do I need a shower?" benny asks

"yes" I smiled as I got up fixing my nightie but he looked unhappy at the idea "Go shower Benny"

"What do you think Sugar does daddy need a shower?" he asks her

"yes" she giggled

"Fine" he sighed "I am shaving today"

"I'd rather you did darling" I smiled

"what do you think Madaline?"

"Daddy should" she nods jumping off her chair to go to her room

"I respectfully disagree and choose not to," he says

"Whatever benny" I laughed going to the girl's room

"Bring Alice here I wanna give her a cuddle," he says so I laughed going to the little crib seeing Alice still fast asleep so I picked her gently up and handing her to benny making her instantly wake up and nuzzle on his chest.

once we were all dressed and packed up we headed off on the plane to Austin quickly going to the hotel as soon as we landed, and we headed to the tournament

"what if I don't do good?" Madaline asks

"Madaline, of course, you'll do good I know you will but if you don't want to you don't have to," I told her fixing her dress  

"I want to, what if I lose?" she asks

"Then we will go for ice cream, whatever happens, we can still go home and everything will be fine," I told her and she nodded running off to her table sitting across from one of the boys more then twice her age I went over to the corner of the room where benny stood watching her with Alice in his arms

"Don't worry, she'll do fine." he says kissing my head "she beat both of us didn't she"

"I know, I just worry" I smiled as they were getting ready to start and in the quiet, I could hear the talking off the radio presenter

"And now the first game of the day, Arthur Lewis Against the youngest competitor at this level Miss Madaline Watt's, I'm sure all of us are familiar with her. Miss Watt's is, of course, the daughter of Benny Watt's current raining US Champion and his wife Y/n Watts A chess master in her own right as well as sister to the current world champion Elizabeth Harmon, it seems Miss Madaline Watt's is the new generation in this dynasty of the game and... we have been playing less than five minutes here and he has just now resigned"

I smiled as I saw her win as I always did, she was so sweet our little girl, it was almost clear in her game as well she was our daughter she thought like me and plaid like benny the little flicks and habits we both have come together in her game in her own way, "That's My girl" I smiled as she moved on to her next game

"Maybe this little one will be good too? when she's a little older" Benny smiled playing with Alice's fingers

"Maybe" I smiled  taking her from him to put her in her stroller for a nap

"Uummm...lets have another" He smiled cuddling me tightly from behind

"are you serious Benny?" I laughed

"I want a little boy" he shrugs "Don't you want a little boy too? a little brother for the girls?"

"I'll think about it" I warn him