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illfoandillfie · 28 days ago

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Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader

Summary: Ben comes home after being away for a while but the celebration you anticipated doesn't go quite how you thought it would.

Words: 4,191

Warnings: smut, references to periods, oral sex (m and f receiving), gagging (not in a sexy way), P in V sex, sex toys, things don't go according to plan.

A/N: I think this one was inspired by a porn blog i followed (since deleted i think??) who wrote a post about seeing her long distance bf and everything going wrong and i just couldn't shake the idea.

Taglist: @labessieisallama@deakyclicks@jennyggggrrr @drowseoftaylor@i-cant-hangout-im-drumming@queenmylovely@ilovequeenmorethanyou@johndeaconshands@borhapbois@stardust-galaxies@cherries-n-rocknroll@rogersslave@scorpiogemini

“You can’t say stuff like that when I’m so close to my period,” you whined, thankful you were alone in your flat so no one would see your blush, “You know how horny I get.” “Well if you get off tonight you really should tell me about it. In detail.” Ben replied and you could only imagine his cheeks were flushed too, especially after the filth he’d just come out with. “Actually, I’ve got a minute now if you wanna...phone sex is hot.” You laughed, “You might have time but, unfortunately, I do not. Rach’ll be here in a min.” “Not even for one little wank? I promise I’ll be fast. Been so long since I’ve had you that just the word cunt is giving me a stiffy.” “I’ll make it up to you tomorrow when you get home. Promise.” “How?” There was the sound of shuffling fabric under the word. “Stop trying to start phone sex, I’m about to go out!” “Who said I was starting anything. I gave you a list of things I’ve been thinking about doing to you and I wanna know which you fancy most. If I was tossing off while you told me, whats the harm?” “You’re terrible.” “Doubt you’ll think so tomorrow. And I hope you spend the night thinking about everything I said, I want you wet when I get there so I can be in you sooner.” “Believe me, I wont stop thinking about it.” “Neither,” Ben groaned. “Are you seriously touching yourself?” “Yeah,” he voice was breathier than before, “I got my cock out when I thought you’d be down for a quickie and it was too hard to just leave it. You’ve got a sexy voice.” A car horn tooted and, peeking out the window, you could see your friend Rachel waving from her car. You waved back and turned to grab your bag, “She’s here, I gotta go.” “Your loss.” Ben paused for a moment, letting out a series of fake, but no less arousing, moans, followed by a much more real grunt, “See you tomorrow.” “Can’t wait, I love you.” “I love you too.” “I’ll be waiting for you in bed. Naked.” Ben groaned just before you hung up, giggling to yourself.

You weren’t actually in bed when Ben arrived home the following afternoon. Neither were you fully naked, but Ben wasn’t too disappointed. Laying on the couch in only a bra and one of his shirts was close enough, and somehow more erotic. “Fuck I’ve missed you,” he said as he dropped his bags where he stood. You pushed yourself to your knees as he swooped in to kiss you, pulling you tight into his arms and then manoeuvring you onto his lap. It felt like you could breathe again as you wrapped your arms around his neck, though if anything the fierce kissing made it harder. Ben groaned against your lips as your rocked in place, his already semi hard cock trapped within the confines of his jeans. His hands wandered under your shirt and up to your breasts, giving them a quick squeeze over your bra, though stopping when you hissed through your teeth. “Sorry, my period’s due tomorrow and my boobs are still really sore.” “Shit, sorry babe. Do you want me to stop touching them?” “No, it’s okay, just no squeezing or anything too hard y’know.” “This better?” He asked, rubbing over your nipples with his thumbs as he gently cupped your boobs. “Mmm, yeahs thats good.” Ben smiled against your lips as he kissed you again, still carefully toying with one nipple as his other hand slid down to your hip. He gave you a brief squeeze, the motion of it encouragement to keep rubbing against him as he hardened under you. A particularly well timed roll of your hips made Ben whimper against your lips. “So hard already?” you asked, following the words with a kiss to the corner of his mouth, and then another proper one full on the lips. “Mmhmm,” Ben hummed, his fingers tangled in your hair as he kissed you back, eagerly parting his lips for your tongue. “I’m flattered,” you chuckled breathily after another minute, Ben’s lips now on your neck, both hands roaming down to your arse as if checking he remembered what all of you felt like. “Told you I’d missed you. Have you missed me?” You reached between your bodies, readjusting a little so you could undo his fly and help free his cock, “Should I show you just how much?” “Yeah,” he panted as you palmed his hard length, “Bedroom?” “Not yet baby. Missed you so much I don’t think I can wait that long. Need you in my mouth right now.” At that you slipped off his lap, lowering yourself to the floor. Ben helped to remove his pants before spreading his legs so you could wiggle into a comfortable position between them. It was a position you loved being in and one you’d been sorely missing while Ben had been away, so you weren’t inclined to tease him too much as you took his length in your hand, stoking him a few times to make sure he was truely hard. Ben was panting even before you’d lowered your heard and you were eager to hear more. His moans were fun over the phone but nowhere near as pretty as hearing them from above you while you licked and sucked his cock.

Ben was clearly enjoying everything you were doing, his panting turning to gasps and groans as you finally wrapped your lips around his head. It was impossible to supress the hum of satisfaction as you revelled in having him this way again, gradually letting yourself sink further down his shaft. His hand was resting on the top of your head, helping to guide you but mostly giving him something to tug on as you stroked what your lips hadn’t yet reached. You gagged a little as you readjusted to his size, but thankfully Ben found that as hot as anything else you’d done, letting out a loud moan as you brought yourself back up to take a few breaths before taking him in again. “Fuck babe,” he grunted, “Gonna make me cum,” You hummed again, pressing yourself down further, desperate to prove him right. But it had been a while since you’d last blown him and in your eagerness you rushed things a bit much. It was badly timed, pushing yourself to take more of him as his hips bucked at the feeling of your mouth. You gagged again but this time weren’t able to draw back as fast and so the one gag was followed by another and then another before you could manage to pull back and force yourself to breathe. It was uncomfortable, making your stomach lurch and your throat sting. And you couldn’t imagine it had looked or sounded particularly sexy when it felt so bad, not even with the string of saliva clinging to Ben’s cock and your lip. “Woah, babe, you okay?” Ben asked, his hand moving suddenly from your hair to instead rub your back. You nodded, swallowing back the acid reflux in your throat as you tried to breathe normally. “Let’s switch it up,” you said when you finally felt able to talk, “Bedroom?” “Are you still up to it? We can stop.” “No, no, I really fucking want to. I just need a glass of water first.” Ben leaned forward to kiss you briefly, “Probably good I didn’t cum then, huh. More for your needy cunt.” You whimpered at the growl in his voice, the unexpected interruption not enough to dowse your desire.

Once you’d had some water you made your way to the bedroom, finding Ben already stretched out in the bed, cock in hand. “Was worried you were gonna leave me to sort myself out,” he joked with a grin, laying back a little so you could clearly see just how hard he was. With a laugh you hurried to join him, pulling the shirt you wore off as you went. Before you’d even properly climbed in beside him, Ben’s hands were on your waist tugging you in close, and he was kissing you again. You managed to manoeuvre yourself so you were straddling him again, his cock pressing against your cunt in a way that made your stomach flip with excitement. “You want help with that bra or d’you wanna leave it on?” Ben asked against your throat, his finger toying with the clasp. “Umm, leave it. Don’t want any other distractions right now, just need you.” Ben dipped his head to kiss the top of your breast, his hands slipping further down your sides, and before you’d even registered the change he was gripping you tight and rolling you under him. You let out a surprised little sound, though you were soon distracted as Ben kissed you again, his hand moving between your legs. You were wet enough that his fingers slipped into you easily, a groan falling from his lips as he pressed them deeper. “Babe if I don’t fuck you soon, I’m gonna make a right mess of these sheets.” You laughed and nodded, eager to feel him fill you properly, though you were also aware you weren’t really properly ready. So you told Ben to get the lube to make things a little easier.

He was quick about it, moving no further away from you than was absolutely necessary to reach into his bedside table. You bit your lip as you watched him shift to his knees and stroke lube along his cock, his tip so flushed it looked painful. But moments later he was pushing your legs wider so he could better observe as he spread lube around your hole, watching as his fingers disappeared into you. “Now Benny, please,” you whined, unable to withstand waiting much longer. Your breath caught as he settled on top of you, your legs spreading wider to accommodate him as he lined himself up and pressed into you. He went slowly, which you appreciated because it meant the stretch was easier to handle than if he’d rushed it, but you suspected he was thinking more about how close he was. His hips stuttered a few times and he had to pause once to let out a long breath, eyes squeezed shut as he tried to keep his composure. It was a little torturous, knowing he was so much closer than you, feeling him move so slowly when you wanted friction, but it was hot too. Knowing he was willing himself to last longer just for you, and that he was only so close because you felt so good around his cock, that was a rush. It made you want to touch him more, to really test his stamina. You grabbed Ben’s arse with one hand, fingers pressing hard against his soft skin which just made Ben groan, his hips jolting a little at the unexpected touch. “Babe you have to give me a second,” he whimpered, “I’m so fucking close.” You just laughed, “You don’t have to try and wait, Benny, I love when you cum in me. Just try and fuck me a little too, okay?” Ben nodded as he let you guide him into another kiss, his brows knitted together as he tried to hold back anyway. But he did rock into you, his pace uneven, groaning on every stroke. You let your hand slip down to your clit since Ben was already focusing on so much, moaning at the combination of sensations. But, as much as it was working for you, it was even more effective for Ben. A sudden clench was all it took. “Je-Jesus, fuck, sorry,” Ben managed to grunt as he held himself inside you, his orgasm making him moan. You didn’t mind that he’d finished so quick. It wasn’t as if it was unexpected, and you did love the feeling, and it was nice when he collapsed onto you afterwards, but it was a little disappointing none the less so you decided you should tease him a little anyway. After a few quiet moments as Ben caught his breath you said, “Well at least you sounded pretty,” “Fuck I’m sorry honey,” he groaned against your throat, “I really tried.” “I know you did,” you rubbed his back, “I guess my pussy’s just too good.” “Oh it is,” he said earnestly, pushing himself up a little so he could see you properly, “But I’ll make it up to you.” “Oh yeah? How?” The soft pout he’d been using slipped into a cocky grin as he unentangled himself from you. Your breath hitched a little as he slipped out of you but he quickly made up for it, scooting down the bed so he could lie between your legs. “Oh I see,” you laughed, relaxing back against the pillows as his lips latched onto your clit.

Ben was very good at eating you out. He’d done it on your second date, which was partly why you’d agreed to a third, and had only improved in the years you’d been together. But it was extremely hot when he ate you out after he’d already cum in you. It felt so filthy, especially because he was so talkative about it, telling you how much he loved seeing his cum dribble out of you, how seeing it made him want to cum into you again and again. He fingered you as he spoke, but his mouth was never far away, so you could feel his breath as he moaned about how good you tasted together, how he could eat you out for hours if you’d only let him. And then you’d gasp as he sucked at you again, his fingers steadily thrusting into you as he licked up your wetness and his cum, toying with your clit in the best way. The bonus of having Ben go down on you was that he was getting turned on again to. You liked to watch him sometimes, when he was too preoccupied to notice, pushing yourself up on your elbows to better see him buried between your thighs. But when you saw him rubbing himself against the bed, seeking out any little pleasure as he revelled in licking your cunt, you dropped back to the pillow with a moan. He clearly took the sound as encouragement, becoming somehow more enthusiastic, his touch firmer, his own hums and moans more frequent. There had been a lot of build up – just being apart and missing him, and all the things he’d said on the phone to work you up, and the joy of finally being able to touch him and kiss him and take him – so Ben had no difficulties in bringing you to the edge and drawing you over it. Your legs tightened around his head but he barely seemed to notice, so intent on prolonging your pleasure and so desperate not to let a drop of your release go to waste. You ended up needing to tug on his hair as you whined for him to stop, your clit becoming oversensitive as he continued to touch it. Though when he looked up at you, pouting a little at being made to stop, chin glistening and hair all over the place, you were so struck by how hot he looked, you nearly pushed him back down and let him keep going.

“How was that?” Ben asked as he moved to lie his head beside yours on the same pillow. You didn’t bother with words, letting out a satisfied hum as you stretched a little. Ben just chuckled and pulled you into another kiss. He had started to harden again while he was going down on you, but it was too soon for either of you to be properly ready for more so, for a little while, you just lay there and talked. There were a few soft kisses in between but mostly it was just nice to catch up on things you’d missed while he was away, Ben playing with your fingers or pressing his nose into your neck so his voice was muffled and your skin tingled with his breath. You ended up laying perpendicular to him, across the width of the bed, your head resting on his stomach as you laughed at something stupid together. It was whilst you were lying there that you turned your head the other way and saw Ben’s semi had grown. “Can’t even talk to a mostly naked girl without getting hard,” you tutted jokingly. “What can I say, that bra makes your boobs look phenomenal. And I didn’t really get to fuck you before.” “Just stuck it in and came straight away.” you laughed. “Very pathetic, I know,” he chuckled, “Especially after telling you all that stuff yesterday." You snorted at the reminder, and moved your hand to wrap around his shaft, “Lucky for you I’m willing to give you another shot.” Ben groaned at your touch but quickly stopped you, “How do you want it? From behind? You always cum easy like that.” You agreed quickly, already pushing yourself up, eager to feel him in you properly.

Ben didn’t disappoint. His grasp was firm as he gripped your hip with one hand, using the other to guide himself into your cunt. Though he also thought it was funny to stop once he was situated and pretend to cum instantly. You rolled your eyes at the joke and told him to pop a Viagra if he had to. He just laughed as slid his now free hand over your arse and up to your hip, holding your tight as he gave a quick thrust. It soon became very apparent that the little blue pill was unnecessary. He took his time building into a steady rhythm, finding a pace that worked for both of you. You moaned as you finally got to feel him properly, his length stroking against your walls so perfectly that you couldn’t help but moan. Every now and again he’d add in an unexpected thrust, maybe a little harder than the others, maybe just out of time with what you were expecting. You’d gasp at the surprise but it never failed to make you clench around him, which in turn made Ben from grunt behind you. On one particular rough thrust, you let yourself collapse a little, your arms folding under you, so you were panting into the bedding as Ben held your hips in place and continued to pound into you, not immediately switching back to the previous pace he’d set. You stayed like that for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of being properly fucked, though you soon realised Ben was reaching his peak faster than you were. With a little effort you managed to slip you hand down to rub your clit. Ben did his best to help stimulate you too, grabbing and squeezing your arse, even toying with your arsehole a little, spitting on it and rubbing around it. And it did help, a bit. You were getting closer, just not fast enough, and not as fast as Ben. “You gotta cum babe,” he panted, his steady strokes slipping out of time. “I can’t Benny,” you whined, pressing harder against your clit, getting desperate. Ben lasted another couple of minutes but there was only so long he could hold out. He moaned as he came. Once again you felt that mix of disappointment (more acutely this time since you’d been closer than before) and pleasure at how good it felt when Ben came in you. And once again, Ben was apologising. “It’s okay Benny,” you said, rolling over onto your back so Ben could settle on top of you, “Just means we have to go again as soon as you can manage it.” He laughed and nodded, stifling a small yawn, “Well that shouldn’t take long.”

He was sort of right. A couple of minutes to recover, a little dirty talk to speed up the process, and half of a porn video pulled up on your phone, and he was ready to go again. You suggested that you’d be on top this time and he eagerly agreed. Unfortunately, that mornings travel and the two orgasms he’d already had seemed to be taking a toll. Ben was clearly exhausted, his cock softening unexpectedly as you were trying to ride him. His cheeks coloured pink as he realised he wasn’t stiff anymore, “Shit, sorry, give me another min.” You lifted yourself off and Ben worked on stroking himself back up, the slick left over from your cunt making his fist glide along his shaft. “There we go,” he groaned, fully hard once more. You sank down once more, sighing happily at being so full again. But before long you felt his erection soften again. “Maybe I do need that Viagra,” Ben frowned. Carefully shifting from his lap, you lay down beside Ben and stroked his hair, “No honey, you’re probably just worn out. It’s okay.” You were going to say more but you cut yourself off when you caught sight of Ben’s cock. “Shit, Ben, are you bleeding?” “Wha-?” He sat up, both of you examining his now very soft dick. You grabbed him, perhaps a little harder than you meant to if his sudden sharp inhale was anything to go by, to try and see where the blood was coming from when you realised what it meant and started laughing. “What’s so funny?” Ben asked nervously. “You’re not bleeding. I am. My period started.” “Oh thank Christ.” You groaned partly because you knew you’d have to get up and find underwear and go to the toilet and you didn’t really feel like getting out of bed, and partly because it would have been nice on Ben’s cock but he clearly wasn’t up to it and by the time he was you’re period would probably have killed your mood. But then an idea came to you. “What if I used one of my toys?” If Ben were a dog, his ears would have pricked up. You absently drew your finger along his thigh, “You can watch and talk to me and touch me and just generally help me get off, and I’ll still get to cum how I wanted to but on a dildo instead of a real dick.” “I’ll be so helpful.” You laughed at Ben’s eagerness, “Can you start by getting me a towel? I know my periods just started so it shouldn’t be too messy but I’d rather not risk staining the sheets.” By the time Ben got back, still naked, holding two folded towels so you could choose, you’d grabbed out the toy and found some clothes to put on afterwards. And once you’d spread out the towel and gotten comfortable, Ben kept being helpful. He offered to lube up the dildo for you, and kissed you a lot as you eased the toy into yourself. It felt nice to be full again, but it was made all the more enjoyable by Ben’s constant stream of talk, telling you how gorgeous you looked, how on a regular day he’d be so hard just from the idea of you wanking in front of him. He kissed your neck and the tops of your breasts, ran his hands over your thighs and rubbed your clit so you could focus on fucking yourself. And when you moaned, he told you to do it again, to keep going because he loved seeing you all fucked out, even on fake cock, and he so badly wanted to see you cum. All you had to do was keep your hand steady and listen to his pretty voice. The way it got deeper as he said more, the way he groaned when you gasped out his name, his cock twitching just a little against you. He made it easy to finish. And when your grip on the toy faltered, when you lost the pace as your orgasm hit, Ben placed his hand over yours and made sure you didn’t stop fucking yourself until you were totally spent.

You collapsed back against the pillows with a satisfied sigh, Ben propping himself up on one elbow beside you. “How was that?” he asked softly, reaching over to brush some hair out of your face. “Good,” you laughed a little when you thought about it, “Not what I thought tonight would be, but still good.” Ben snorted and shifted to lie beside you properly, pulling you into his arms, “Well it’s a good thing I don’t have to go anywhere else anytime soon. Your period will give me a few days to recover and get my cock working again.” You laughed more. “And then we can work through all those ideas I mentioned on the phone.” “Sounds like a plan.” You rubbed your thumb over his cheek as you caught him in a kiss. He hummed happily against your lips, only breaking away to say, “This is pretty prefect though.”

#ben hardy x reader #ben hardy smut #ben hardy imagine #my fics #my writing #by the time you read this i'll be on my way to lunch with the fam #hope you're all having a good holiday season!

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thegreatwicked · 1 year ago

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Enjoy some of my favorite stories I've come across on Tumblr! Seriously, I LOVE these stories and I reread them A LOT!

Please note: Virtually ALL OF THESE STORIES ARE SMUT. That means 18+ content, and you are responsible for managing your internet consumption. Minors DNI.

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DC Comics

Dance for Daddy by @matth1w LAWD. I love me some Roman Sionis fics and this one DELIVERS. Sexy, kinky, smutty I give it a solid Chefs Kiss.

Joy Ride and Let Me Make You Feel Good, The Intern by @littleredwing89 More delicious Roman Sionis one shots Joy ride is about teasing Roman as he drives and Let Me Make You Feel Good is about a sweet smutty cure for a hangover. And the Intern, a fuck buddies to lovers story, god yum. Reader inserts. Drool. Go forth read and enjoy.

Bait the Beast by @more-cardigan-than-womanLord help me, I found a new little gem. You cause a bit of a ruckus with Coblepot and Roman thinks you need a lesson.

Yours by @tarrenterror25set in the AO! Verse Roman is having some trouble during the holidays overcoming everything the Joker did to him, good thing he has you. Because he does. You're his now. Melt. Sorry about the mess.

Star Wars

Water and Rock by @split-spectrum I honestly cannot say enough good things about this story It follows Obi-wan/Fem Reader in the classic Master/Padawan troupe and it. is. SPICY. Up to twelve chapters which I have read MULTIPLE TIMES and it hits so hard. Go read this story it is sexy as HELL and gives you the feels. She's so damn good at writing Obi-Wan it hurts, but like in a kinky good way.

The Gift by @ladyinwriting18 I have already spoke at length about the fabulousness that is Lady in Writing and her amazing content. This one is a favorite! Its a Maul/Reader Insert and it is smutty sxy and kinky. Seriously if Maul is your fictional crush (Hi me too!), go read this.

The Three Princes Part One: The Oldest Profession by @thenightmarketofdathomir This writer is freaking legendary. I do not know the collection of words in my own language to describe the eloquence and sophistication this writer possesses. Just go. Go read this and you let me know if you're ever the same again. This gem stars our boy Feral and is a you/reader insert. Oh damn, this story makes me want things...

Birthday Wish, Romancing the Pages, The Write Seduction, To Create Life, by @jedianjakenobi Y'all, this author holds a special place in my writer's heart. She's a published author on Amazon and she's truly amazing. Her works are all Obi-Wan-centered and reader inserts. Birthday Wish is a birthday crush from your sexy neighbor, Romancing the Pages is a fake relationship/summer romance with a reclusive shy librarian (Ben) and a best-selling author, The Write Seduction is a professor Kenobi/writing student story and it is SPICY. And my favorite To Create Life is a Jedi Council green lights a baby-making program and who else is the reader paired with? Their good friend Padawan Kenobi. My darlings, my friends, if you like Obi-Wan smut then you are doing yourselves a disservice by NOT reading these.

Empty Me Out by @221bshrlocked reader insert/DOM Obi-Wan I'm tellin y'all this story NEARLY killed me. I've lost track of how many times I've readit. You're an entertainer and Master Kenobi needs information from you, so you give him what he wants and then he gives you what you want. Where it Wasn't massage therapy reader insert/Obi-Wan, do I need to say more? Pretty sure I melted into the floor with this one.

His Loving Satine by @waterlily707 I love reader insterT and OCs but these two Obi-Wan and Satine are a joy to read. Temporary paralyzed Obi-Wan at the "mercy" of a slightly dom Satine. Juicy, gorgeous, little bit of fluff. Love it.

Room 24 by @murdockussy Little angsty Obi-Wan/reader insert enemies to lovers in an undercover assignment-type situation. Spicy, dom Obi-Wan give. Me. More.

Tea with Lemon, Tea with Honey by @wickedscribbles an established relationship as a reader insert and Obi-Wan. If you want honey then you get to take care of a sick Obi-Wan and kind out you have a new kink, if you want Lemon then Obi-Wan takes advantage of said kink and whisks you away to another planet for some R&R under the guise of "work." Enjoy!

Actors/Characters

Ben Hardy

Hold Me Close, Don't Let Me Go by @stray-kaz God. This one shot is just sxy as hell, it's a Billy/Four fro, 6 Underground/Female Reader. Our boy comes home to one hell of an 'I missed you, I need you right now' welcome. GO read it. Right now.

Such an Experience by @rogermyreligionOk. Guys... FUCK, this is a hot little oneshot Roger Taylor of Queen/Female reader and OMG. Just go read it. I've officially stopped counting how many times I've read this. Smutty/Sexy. I'm dead.

Long Distance by @acciotwinzwinz. Y'ALL. Sit your asses down and read this Roger Taylor/Reader insert/You. It's fluffy, its sexy, its cute and the smut is -chefs kiss- Yes, I read this one a lot too.

For now, these are some of my favorites that I frequently reread because I love them. I'll probably be adding more, it's more than likely I've forgotten some...

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hornyaquarius · 7 months ago

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Stuck With You (Ben Hardy X Tom Holland)

Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56691076

#Ben hardy #Tom Holland #Guys #Fan Fic

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yournotsolocalcryptid · 2 years ago

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Whatever Happens

6/?

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tags: @transeliot @mentallyunstablebish @sarah0687 @cjand10 @warmommy if you would like to be added or removed from my writing tag just lemme know :)

Summary: idk man, fluffy stuff, tending to wounds, mini heart to heart typa vibes

Pairing: Billy/Four x Gender neutral reader

Word count: 666

Warnings: fluff, tending to wounds, cuddling american writing a brit, poor writing and editing skills etc

It was dark when you finally woke up. You lay in the quiet for a few minutes then hauled yourself off the bed and grabbed new materials for Billy's wounds. You found him laid out on his back on the couch with one nodding off in the chair. You turned on the lamp by billys head and saw the other man jerk awake as you did. You assumed he hadn't intended to fall asleep or let his guard down but you paid him no mind and continued. You knelt by billys abdomen and gently lifted his shirt above the bandaged area and carefully started removing those as well. You ignored his stare as you inspected the wounded area. You went in with some disinfectant just to be safe, which caused him to hiss, then you secured the new gauze and threw out the old. you then took a disinfectant wipe from your first aid kit to the remaining open wounds on his head. Some were healing well and some were bad enough that it was going to take more than just a few days to see progress. As you tenderly blotted then you were grateful neither of the two men had said anything and you hoped they wouldn't. You finished with the last one on his face and you noticed another near his collar bone which you gave the same treatment. As you pulled away his hand caught yours and he brought it to his lips and gave a quick kiss, you assumed in thanks. You turned, tossed the wipe in the trash and returned to your room, all the while you could feel his big beautiful puppy dog eyes on you.

You lay on your bed, back facing the door. You stared at the wall in the dark, zoned out and numb. You heard the door open and close softly behind you. You didn't move, you knew which one it was Billy lay beside you. You both stayed silent for a long while the he said quietly “im sorry. I’m-” his voice cracked “so fucking sorry, love”

You didn't respond, you just lay there willing yourself not to cry, as you knew billy was too. After you you don't even know how long, you rolled over and lay your head on his chest as you’d done so many times so very long ago and murmured “we will have to talk about it eventually you know.”

“I know”

You both remained awake and in that position for hours, silence filling the room. Eventually your mind wandered to the man in the other room. You were surprised he was keeping his mouth shut and minding his own business, you were also surprised he was still here and it begged the question, why? Why was One still here and why had he told you so much?

You sat up “BIlly?”

He hummed in response

“Why is he still here? And why did he tell me all that?”

“not entirely sure. His behavior is odd, even for him. I expected him to come for me and find me, I didn't expect the rest.”

“is he gonna kill me? Is that why he…” you trailed off

“No. I don't think thats his intention and I would never let that happen”

“then why?”

“Not sure, love. I’m as confused as you are.” he reached up and gently starts rubbing small circles on your back. It was soft and reassuring. He’s here and you're safe, but you cant help but doubt how long it would last. He left before he might again, but something deep down told you he’d never leave your side. That this was somehow different than before and he’d never do it again. You weren't sure if this feeling came from your soul, heart, head, gut, intuition, context clues or if you were just deeply delusional but here you were believing the man who’d lied, left and faked his own death when he said “whatever happens, I’ve got you”

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borhapparker · 2 years ago

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borhapparker's 1k follower celebration!

we reached 1k followers! this was overdue, as it's been a few weeks since i reached this milestone but thank you to everyone that's joined my little corner of tumblr (: and to the couple friends i've made along the way, you guys are amazing and ily ! all characters elegible for the celebration are on the banner ! (all pedro pascal characters, ben hardy, gwilym lee, sebastian stan, andrew garfield and tom holland)

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crowandmousewritingco · 6 months ago

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Dream Daddies Pt1

Pairing: No pairing yet (eventual polyamory between the reader and Frankie, Joel, Jack, Oberyn, and Ezra. It's a lot but boy do I have a lot of love to give lol)

Words: 3.5k

Rating: G (will turn M at some point)

Series Notes: Reader as a child oc along with Frankie ("Ellie" short for Evelynn) and Jack (unnamed as of right now).

Warnings: This chapter is pretty good. Only has a brief mention of spousal death.

Summary: You're a new dad at a new school, and by happenstance you end up meeting some more dreamy dads.

Author: Mod Mouse

Notes: I have had so much brain rot for the game Dream Daddy so I needed an excuse to write a fic inspired by that game. So this is what that is. I can already tell ya this will be a longer series so buckle up buckaroos for a slow burn.

“Papa?” Your daughter asked as she gently tugged at your pants.

Squatting down so you could be at her eye level you asked, “What is it sweetie?” You gently cupping her small cheek in your hand.

She sniffled and your heart panged from her sadness. “I-I’m scawed.”

“Aww you don’t have anything to be worried about. Mr. Ben is a great teacher and you will have so much fun with him.” You tried to reassure your daughter. “I talked to him and he has so many fun crafts and games that you’ll love. I know you love glitter crafts.”

“B-But I miss you,” She sniffled and quickly wrapped her small arms around your neck. You gently hugged her back, running your hands up and down her small back in hopes of soothing her.

“I’ll miss you too, but guess what?” You said and kissed her soft hair.

She sniffled again “What?”

“We’ll see each other at the end of the day. Here look,” You replied and gently turned her small frame to the far wall. You pointed up to the colorful clock. “When the big hand is on the 12 and the small hand is on the 2, then we can see each other again.”

Your daughter smiled “Really papa?”

You smiled and kissed her cheek. “Really really baby, now how about you show your teacher your new backpack.” You encouraged her.

“Okay! Bye papa!” She kisses your cheek and hurries to her new class with none of the previous worry left on her small face.

You smile and lean back on the doorframe watching her interact with her new teacher. “You’re a natural at that,” You hear a voice say and you turn to see a middle aged man in the hallway holding a bright pink unicorn backpack. The dark flannel and the worn hat was quite the contrast from the bright colors in his hand. He seemed to be older than you imagined with just a touch of salt and pepper in his beard.

You smirked “And my guess is that that isn’t your backpack.”

He chuckled a nice deep hardy laugh and shook his head. “Couldn’t find any in my size. No, this is for my daughter Ellie.” He said pointing to a girl with an equally pink dress and pigtails talking to another kid. You smiled when you realized that that child was your own.

“Seems like our kids are fast friends,” You smiled the love of your child very evident on your face.

“Oh that one is yours? What’s her name?” He asked as he too watched them interact. Lily was excitedly showing Ellie her new lunchbox.

“Lily,” You answered. “It was her dad’s idea.”

“That’s a very cute name. Will he also be dropping her off?”

“Oh um no he…” You sighed, “He died when she was just a baby.”

The stranger paled “Oh god I’m sorry I didn’t realize,” He stumbled.

“It’s okay like I said it was years ago, and you didn’t know.” You held out your hand in introduction. “Sorry I forgot to tell you my name.”

He held out his hand and you took it. It was rougher than you thought. “That’s alright. I’m Frankie Morales. It was nice to meet you.”

“It was nice to meet you too,” You smiled softly. “Will I see you at drop off more often?”

“Probably,” He smiled. “I get Ellie on the weekdays and her mom gets her on the weekends.” Frankie explained and peaked inside the classroom setting the backpack in his daughter's cubby. When he peaked back out he tipped his worn ball cap. “Will you be at the Start of Year celebration on Friday?”

“We plan on it,” You answered. “My daughter hasn’t stopped talking about it.” Your daughter always did love a party.

“Then I’ll see you there!” Frankie smiled and turned leaving down the hall. You watched the stranger before turning back to your daughter, making sure she knew you were leaving and you headed to work.

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The first week of classes went by in a blink of an eye. Lily was excited to show you all the crafts she created throughout the week and you put everything on the fridge. She had even made a couple of friends whom she talked about constantly. And that included on the way to the Start of Year celebration. You smiled at her enthusiasm which grew when they entered the gymnasium.

Jackson Academy had their elementary and middle school combined into one building so there was a wide range of ages at the celebration. The amount of people you didn’t recognize made you anxious but your daughter was excited to go.

“Papa, can I go pway with my fwends?” She asked, pointing to where her class was gathered.

“Of course, I’ll be by the snacks if you need me,” You said as she scampered away. Now it was just you. You sighed. Well snacks it was. You picked up a paper plate in the school colors and took in your options. A variety of chips and dips with an entire bakery of cupcakes and cookies were at your disposal. You took a little bit of each just to give you something to do with your hands.

The plate was folding in on itself by the time you were done. You supported it with your other hand and looked around for a place. Everyone seemed to be talking with everyone else. Damn you had really hoped being the new kid stopped after high school, but that’s what happens when you have your own kid.

There was a place at the end of the basketball court that didn’t seem as busy so you claimed your spot and watched as your child interacted with her classmates. You really wished you still had her extrovertedness. She got that all from her dad. He would’ve known how to do this.

You absentmindedly pushed the ranch around with a carrot stick when you heard a voice, “I think the carrot has enough ranch on it.”

You looked up and smiled when you saw Frankie there happy to have a familiar face in the crowd. “Oh well you can never have enough ranch.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” He chuckled, shoving his hands in his jeans pockets. “Do you have anyone else you’re meeting here?” Frankie asked.

“Uh no we’re actually new to this area of town. Just moved here a few weeks ago.” You admit. “Haven’t had the chance to explore the local hangout joints.”

“Really why do you join our little group? Just a few other dads who hang out. Unless you rather keep company with the celery sticks.” He smirked looking down at your plate.

You laughed. “I would love to meet your friends.”

“Great here we’re right over there,” He said and led you to one of the round tables.

You carried your plate over to the table and was surprised how similar that group looked. The similarities between these dads were almost impressive. They looked like they could all be related.

“This is Joel Miller,” He pointed to a man with salt and pepper dotting his hair. He seemed to be older than the rest of the group, the wrinkles a prominent feature. Joel gave a quick nod of acknowledgement in your direction. It seemed he really wasn’t much of a talker.

“Jack Daniels,” The man gave you a tip of his black cowboy hat. He was different from the previous dad with his well groomed mustache, and where Joel had the hint of Texan flair Jack was fully dressed in cowboy attire which would have looked tacky on anyone else. But for some reason it worked really well on him.

“Ezra,” This one had a streak of blonde hair that fell on his forehead. He wore a sweater that looked simple at first glance but you realized that there were deep subtle patterns on the fabric. This was paired with black jeans with slight rips in them along with thick black boots.

“And Oberyn Martell,” There was nothing subtle about this dad. Everything he wore was in some shade of yellows that somehow flowed well with each other. Gold chains adorned his neck and each finger had some sort of ring adorning it. Either he had a lot of money or he put a lot of effort into his wardrobe.

You gave a small wave before turning to Frankie. “You’ve got quite the group here.”

“You could say that,” He answered and he sat back down in his chair. You introduced yourself and joined him in the seat adjacent to him.

Though there was a bit of silence that you wanted to fill but you had no idea how to even start. Luckily it seemed like there was one of the dads who was just as uncomfortable with silence as you were. “What grade is your youngling in?” Ezra asked, leaning against his arm against the table.

“Oh mine just started kindergarten. I had her in a preschool, but I transferred her to this school,” You answered before taking a bite out of a cookie.

“That’s how we actually met,” Frankie added. “We ran into each other at the dropoff.”

“Seems like it was just yesterday I was dropping my child off at kindergarten,” Jack reminisced. He turned to look at you. “But now he’s in big boy day elementary school now.”

“Soon you’ll have to help him with math homework,” You chuckle. “Kindergarten I can help with, but I will be utterly useless when it comes to that homework.”

“Just wait till they decided to take honors trigonometry.” Ezra added. “I love them truly, but that is not my realm of knowledge.”

“I’m sure my daughter would help Cee in that department,” Oberyn added.

“Of course your daughter is quite affluent when it comes to arithmetic,” Ezra beamed and kissed his cheek.

“You must be very proud of her,” You mentioned looking in their direction.

Oberyn turns to look at you, “Everyday. She takes after her mother.”

“Oh is she here tonight?” You asked.

He shook his head. “Not this school year. She’s traveling with my other daughters across Europe since she wanted them to see the world before they started high school.”

Your eyes widened and part of you was jealous. Everything you worked for went to your child but you it wasn’t likely you could ever do anything that grand for your daughter. Almost sensing your internal conflict, Oberyn leaned over the table and gently took his hand in yours. “She had come into a recent inheritance and decided to put most of it in a trust fund. The rest was spent on this trip.” He explained gently rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. You blushed at the interaction. “You are an amazing parent. I can tell.”

“It seems like the red viper has eyes on one another,” Jack commented over the rim of the plastic cup as he watched the interaction. Joel hummed an agreement.

Before you could ask what he meant by that your daughter ran up to the table. “Papa! Papa!” You hear your daughter call for you and you turn to see her holding the hand of one of her classmates who you recognized as Frankie’s daughter.

You smiled, happy to see your child settling in with some of her friends. “Hi sweetie.”

“Papa Ellie’s dad can fly!” Lily told you excitedly.

“Oh is that true?” You asked and looked back at Frankie. He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Technically it’s true. I just fly a helicopter.” He admitted.

“Ya but that’s still really cool!” Ellie chimed in. “Maybe Daddy can show you his ship sometime?”

You giggled “I think I would very much like that.”

The two girls giggled and hurried back to their little group. You looked back at Frankie who was slightly hiding behind his hand.

“Seems like ya daughters are already setting you up on a date,” Jack winkied before taking another sip of his lemonade.

Frankie rolled his eyes. “Jack, you say that everytime.”

Jack smiled and leaned back in his plastic chair. “Well I’m just stating the facts, partner.”

“Is this something your daughter does often?” You asked him.

“Yes she’s convinced about true love ever since I let her watch the Princess Bride,” He sighed and fidgeted with his napkin.

“Better than my child. I am all for self expression but I could only take so many different renditions of My Little Pony,” Oberyn commented.

Ezra smirked and wrapped his arm around Oberyn’s bicep. “Though you have to admit the zombie apocalypse version had you on the edge of your seat. It was almost Shakespearan.”

Oberyn looked down at his partner and kissed his head. “Okay you do have a point.”

“Sounds like you have a little creator on your hands,” You smiled.

“Whatever creative outlet she wants to explore, I am more than willing to fund.” Oberyn answered.

You smiled softly. The conversation flowed well within the group and you really appreciated having other dads that could help you through your parenting journey. They weren't what you were expecting. Most of the dads you had met before were usually indifferent about their children and their interests, but it was really nice to see them all give their whole hearts into their children.

Before you could say anything else, the principal stood up on the auditorium stage and began his quick introduction to the school year. You didn’t know it yet, but it was indeed going to be quite the school year for you too.

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“I promise I can create programming,” You sighed, rubbing your eyes. The library needed something for the calendar for the fall season, but you swear you peaked last year. Sensing your turmoil, your favorite coworker swiveled their chair to face you.

“And I can tell you that you just burnt yourself out when you did the How to Fair and don’t forget the Scarecrow festival. You run that every year. And you run a bookclub on top of it.” They mentioned twirling a pencil in their fingers. “You already do a lot of programming. Just make Chris come up with something. You know he’s looking for any excuse to do something for the library.”

You groaned, leaning your head down against the coolness of the desk. “I hate it when you’re right.”

They gently patted your back and stood up from their chair. “Here give me your mug. It's clear you need a caffeine boost.”

You lift your mug up for them, your head not leaving the desk. “You are a god sent.”

“Well I’m not sure if a god sent me, but some powers that be sure did,” They chuckled and went back to the break room for a refill.

The quiet of the library allowed you some sense of calm while your mind raced. The library was a great place to work just sometimes it required a lot of your mental capacity. You stayed like that for a moment trying to brainstorm an idea when a familiar voice asked, “I have a feeling that it’s not just the Dewey Decimal system that’s got you all worn out.”

You looked up and was surprised to see Ezra here. “Not just Dewey. Marc has my number too apparently.” You rubbed your eyes. “But it’s nice to see you.”

“It’s a pleasant surprise to see you working at this establishment,” He mentioned leaning against the counter.

“Been working here for some time, just at another branch. I transferred here which happened to be closer to where Lily goes to school.”

“Well now I am more justified to come to visit this alluring library. Actually that brings me to my inquiry.” He perked up and leaned over the desk.

“You came to the right place. I’m all ears,” You chuckled.

“I’m actually looking for a book. Where might your copy of A Clockwork Orange be?”

“Let me check,” You say as you type away on your computer. After a few different searches you say, “Seems like our copy is checked out, but I can put a hold on it if you want.”

“That would be perfect,” Ezra smiled and pulled out his library card, handing it to you. You blushed as your fingers brushed against yours, but you quickly recovered.

You scanned his library card with a soft beep, and after a few more clicks you announced, “That book has been placed on hold for you.” You hand the card back over to Ezra who slides it back into his wallet.

“Thank you kindly as ever. I’ll hopefully see ya around sometime.” He smiled before turning away.

“Have a good day,” You waved after him as he left your area. A smile grew on your face.

You had to rub lean your hand on your cheek to hide the slight blush on your cheek. “Well now you haven’t told me about him yet,” The voice of your coworker made you jump. They chuckled and set the mug next to you. Plopping themselves back in their section, they said “Spill.”

“It really is nothing,” You state, holding the warm mug in your hands.

“Oh ya and I’m Santa Claus,” They roll their eyes.

“I don’t know what you do on the weekends,” You joke. “And you always take December off.”

“Touche but that’s not the point. You don’t just blush at every patron.”

“Ugh fine, we met at the start of the school year party. Frankie introduced me to his friend group. He was their with several other dads whose kids all go to the same school”

“Well that’s one hell of a meet cute,” They wiggled their eyebrows over the rim of their mug.

“Yes but I’m sure they have a partner. I saw them together at the party. They seemed to be pretty attached to each other.”

Your coworker was quiet for a moment and looked back to see if Ezra was still there. He lingered at one of the displays before heading out the sliding doors. When he left they turned back to you. “Pull up their file.”

You looked over at them quizzically, but pulled up their information that was still up from the hold. Tilting the screen so they could see. “Here.”

They rolled closer to you scanning the information. “I knew he sounded familiar. He comes in here with his partner for that poly support group that comes every Wednesday evening. I think his partner's name is Oberyn. I can’t forget a name like that.”

You blushed. “Then that’s him.” You turned back to his information and did a double take. Something about his address looked familiar. “Wait a second.”

“What?” Your coworker leaned closer to you taking in the information.

“This,” You pointed to the address. “That’s near my house. Like two or three houses down in the cul de sac.”

Their eyes widened. “That’s a crazy coincidence.”

You hurriedly typed another name in the search bar. Jack Daniels. You searched his profile too. Same thing two doors down. “How have I not noticed this?”

“What, what haven’t you noticed?” They frantically searched between you and the screen.

But you didn’t answer them. You typed in a few more names. Joel Miller. Frankie Morales. Oberyn Martell. One to the left of you, one to the right of you, and one on the other side of the street.

“Holy shit,” You whispered.

“What!” They raised their voice.

You blushed as you looked back at your coworker. “You remember that back to school party where I met all of those handsome men?”

“Yes and you wouldn’t stop talking about them. What about it?”

You paused before saying, “They all live in the same street as me.”

Their eyes widened and they turned back to the screen. “That’s so crazy! All of them?.” They turned back to you with a smirk when they realized what that meant. “And you’ve been talking about them nonstop this past week.” You could see the wicked gleam in their eyes.

“No I can’t go flirting with all those guys,” You quickly shut down any idea they were having.

“I know you and you’ve been wanting to explore your poly side for a while now. I’m not usually one to believe in fate, but when five handsome men just fall in your life you thank a higher being.”

You take a long sip of your coffee. You sighed “If I do this and that’s the biggest if, how am I to know if they are even okay with this?”

“You ask, you flirt and you find out.” They tell you softly. “I know you need this. Come on. You haven’t had this much fun in a while.”

You thought for a moment staring into the dark liquid. “I hate it when you're right.”

They chuckled and went back to their computer. “I can’t help it. I just call it when I see it.”

You lean back in your chair rubbing your eyes as you stare at the address. What have you gotten yourself into?

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luiluvr · 1 month ago

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🌼 introducing myself !

SUMMARY: introduction of me & fandoms i will be writing for + the drafts i’ll be posting within december

introduction: hello! my name’s eve, i’m a multifandom writer and editor! i love reading stories on here and i’ve been working on a few of my own drabbles to post soon! they’re longer pieces of work but i hope you will enjoy them :)

writing is a big passion of mine and i’m super excited to start sharing my head cannons for characters and the silly fics i’ll be writing to post soon 🌼

i’ve been writing fanfics for a bit, especially on wattpad a few years back, i think tumblr is a more matured and better version of it :3

anyway! i love marvel, i have a tiktok editing account “midnvghts”, (trying to edit frequently again) i love music (taylor swift, halsey, gracie abrams, kendrick, and soo much more..)

fandoms i’m in:

glen powell: tyler owens, gary johnson, ben

hugh jackman: logan howlett (more soon)

tom hardy: eddie brock & johnny davis (more soon)

tom blyth: billy the kid & coriolanus snow

josh hutcherson: mike schmidt, sean anderson, peeta mellark, clapton davis, billy (burn)

aaron taylor johnson: quicksilver, kraven (more soon)

miscellaneous: MARVEL: peter parker, (mainly andrew and tom, but tobey is inevitable), tony stark, steve rogers, bucky barnes (more soon?)

first post(s):

i plan on posting a kraven/sergei kravinoff draft soon! i’m pretty proud of how it’s turning out (BTW: some of my works will be NSFW and this first fic already is 😭) can’t help it he’s so hottie in the movie, which ALL the comic related characters in marvel will be based off the movie characters NOT the comic ones, so if something isn’t accurate to the comics that’s why lol

so my first post: kraven/sergei kravinoff and probably my second post too

afterwards: gary johnson fanfic anyone? i have so many ideas for glen’s character in hit man, and i never see any fics about him 😭

anyway.. that’s about it! i hope you guys enjoy reading my fics and seeing my page, can’t wait to connect with people who share similar interests!

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inthedayswhenlandswerefew · 1 year ago

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Baby You Were My Picket Fence

Series Summary: You are a first grade teacher in sunny Los Angeles, California. Ben Hardy is the father of your most challenging student. Things quickly get complicated in this unconventional love story.

Chapter 1: Bad To The Bone

Chapter 2: Should I Stay Or Should I Go

Chapter 3: Light My Fire

Chapter 4: Dream On

Chapter 5: Paradise City

Chapter 6: Have You Ever Seen The Rain

Chapter 7: Let It Be

Chapter 8: Kickstart My Heart

Chapter 9: Sympathy For The Devil

Chapter 10: I Want You To Want Me

Chapter 11: White Wedding

Chapter 12: Welcome To The Jungle

Chapter 13: Peace Of Mind

Chapter 14: Smoke On The Water

Chapter 15: The Chain

Chapter 16: All Along The Watchtower

Chapter 17: No One Like You

Chapter 18: Surrender

Chapter 19: Stairway To Heaven

Chapter 20: Home Sweet Home

💜 All of my writing can be found HERE! 💜

#ben hardy x reader #ben hardy fic #borhap cast fic

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laminy · 2 years ago

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a new life grows, the blossom knows, Chapter 14: Rami and Joe go on a date night in London, and Gwil gives a presentation to his fan club (which mostly consists of family).

(that date night means this chapter is explicit, folks!)

#a new life grows #into the blue and sunny morn’#and the night followed day and the story tellers say #ben hardy fic #gwilym lee fic #ben hardy x gwilym lee #harlee #rami malek fic #joe mazzello fic #rami malek x joe mazzello #mazlek #bohemian rhapsody fic #bohemian rhapsody rpf #au

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anxiouspotatorants · 1 year ago

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More Theobel fic/au ideas because the new episode was a whole three course meal:

Theo and Mabel CoBro date: Mabel never got into CoBro and Theo just has to fix that. But is it an explicit date or not? And will they even really be paying attention to the movies?

Teenage years where Theo catches the Hardy Boys sneaking into the Dimas apartment but nobody has the time to say anything because Mabel finds a CoBro dvd and oh my god is Theo a Ben Glenroy fan? has Theo seen Girl Cop? oh he hasn't? and then she drags him out of his apartment leaving her friends utterly confused while she leads him to her aunt's place to sit him down and force feed him the pilot episode. Let's just say Theo becomes a little smitten by that.

Roomies AU: Mabel needs to get out of her aunt's apartment. Theo needs someone to help him pay rent. Or maybe he doesn't and would like to have a roomate. Or at least extend some kindness after everything that's happened. Mabel accepts. It gets super domestic real quick.

The road to 3.07: How did Mabel and Theo get from that day on Coney Island to where they are now? I want awkward meet ups, talking their complicated feelings out, a crap ton of miscommunication of the linguistic and the emotional sort, finding common ground in being directionless and finding comfort in being directionless together.

Renovation AU: They've never met before. Theo is moving out of his father's grasp into his own place and has the money to renovate. He sees one of Mabel's murals on social media and decides to commission her with no idea what he even wants a mural of. Queue a bunch of meetings where they end up talking about their lives and interests instead of the job, and Mabel spending hours at his place, dragging out the process just to spend more time with him.

Ghost AU: Every death at the Arconia results in a new ghostly tennant. Mabel is the only one who can see them until the night of Zoe’s death. Theo starts with only her but gradually ends up seeing all the ghosts. Inevitably him and Mabel discover each other and the dead residents decide to place their bets on the match.

Fan meet: Mabel wants to meet Ben Glenroy and share her gratitude for Girl Cop. Theo wants his CoBro 2 copy signed. They bump into each other at a meet and greet line and leave the line to catch up. They never do meet Ben that day.

Mabel loses sleep over a case on her conspiracy board and invites Theo over for help. They end up talking about grief and guilt instead. It goes on for so long they both fall asleep on the couch and wouldn’t you know they wake up in a bundle of sweatered arms and legs.

#I’m back on this bullshit #will I write a fic of them one day? who knows #but I sure as hell will make moodboards #theobel #mabel x theo #mabel mora #theo dimas #omitb #omitb spoilers #omitb au #my aus #only murders in the building

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illfoandillfie · 1 month ago

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Quality Vs Quantity

Rich Fuckboy Ben Series Masterlist

Pairing: Rich Fuckboy!Ben Hardy x Fem!Reader

Summery: Spending a day in Ben's hotel room has some unforeseen consequences

Warnings: Basically just fluff with some references to sex - nothing happens on page, Specifically references to oral sex (m receiving) and P in V sex, Rich kid dickishness, hints at dom!reader/sub!Ben but nothing major, discussions of urinary tract infections.

Words: 1,166

A/N: The idea for this one came about because I was rewatching Crazy Ex-Girlfriend (for those that are unfamiliar it's a tv comedy series that features musical numbers, its great, highly recommend) and in on episode the main character contracts a UTI and the guy she's been sleeping with sings a song about how he's proud to have been soon good at sex that she needs medication. It's funny and stupid but it did make me think of my favourite rich prick and I had to write something lmao.

(How could I not use this image lmao)

When you’d gone out with Ben you’d figured you’d have a good night letting him be all dominant and then you’d be sent home as soon as he was done, with a slap on the arse and probably some comment about being a whore. You hadn’t expected to still be there the next morning let alone for Ben to get so subby so quickly. You definitely hadn’t anticipated that the night with him would turn into nearly a full day in his bed. But you hadn’t been able to pull yourself away and he seemed reluctant to let you leave. So instead, you’d stayed.

It was only once you were home (and Bianca had stopped grilling you about your new mystery man, since she had no idea you’d seen Ben again), that you were able to actually think about what had happened. There’d been a surprising amount of kissing when you really thought about it. None of it like how it was when he kissed you in the limo – territorial, cornering you so he could claim you or mark you. It was nicer than that. Sweet and soft and a lot of it had happened when he wasn’t inside you which was maybe the most surprising part. Though, really, the whole thing was definitely unexpected.

There’d been breaks for room service meals and at one point you’d dozed off whilst laying against his chest, a movie playing on the TV and his fingers playing with your hair. But most of the time had been spent fucking. A, frankly, ridiculous amount of fucking. In all sorts of positions and places throughout the suite, some of it rough, some soft and sensual, all of it very satisfying. Honestly, you couldn’t help but be a little impressed by Ben – his prowess and stamina. But unfortunately, there was unforeseen consequences too, even a couple of days post marathon fuck session.

You hadn’t planned on telling Ben you probably had a UTI. You’d felt the burning sensation and immediately called your gyno to organise an appointment and on your way home you’d made sure to pick up some cranberry pills and juice to hold you over until then. Ben hadn’t even factored into your thoughts at all except to briefly curse him. And then, out of the blue he’d called. “You free tonight?” “Y’know, typically conversations start with some kind of greeting.” “Hi, Y/N. So are you?” “That depends. What were you planning?” “Well something like the other day preferably. There’s more I want to do to you.” You couldn’t imagine what else he could possibly be thinking of but kept that to yourself in order to tease him a bit, “You must really love being my sub if you’re asking me out again already. Don’t think many girls get invited into your bed a second time and little old nobody me gets a third.” “I just figured since I got you off so much, the least you could do is suck my cock again.” You laughed, “Well if a blowjob is all you want then maybe I’ll consider it, but I’m not really up to uhh penetration.” “Why not? My cock too big for you to handle and now you need a week to recover?” “No, I just think I have a urinary tract infection so sex is off the table until I can get onto some antibiotics.” “Soooo,” he stretched the word out thoughtfully, “I wasn’t too far off. You’re pussy just couldn’t handle all the incredible sex.” You sighed, somewhere between exasperated and amused, “It’s not the quality of the sex and it’s not a comment on your size. It’s just that there was like a lot of sex happening and that led to a very natural transferal of bacteria.” “No don’t ruin this for me. It’s my huge dick and how good a shag I am, you need medication to cope. It’s actually a complement, so thank you.” You snorted and heard Ben laugh too. “But I s’pose that’s a good enough excuse, I’ll let you pay me back some other time. I could probably use a quiet night in anyway.” “A quiet night? What’s that, only going to one club before you’re newest conquest sees the hotel?” “Usually yeah,” he chuckled, “but actually I was thinking of staying home and watching TV. Maybe some video games, don’t know yet.” “Really? You don’t have a model you can call as a plan B?” “Oh, believe me I have them. I guess I just don’t really feel like it tonight.” There was a short pause and then Ben said, “Believe me, no one is as surprised as I am.” You had to laugh, but also said, “Well, sounds like it’ll be fun.” “You could still join me.” “It’s a tempting offer but I probably shouldn’t. A night on your own will do you some good anyway.” “Sure it’s not cause I’m so irresistible? Worried you’ll catch a glimpse of my halfie and beg to suck on it?” “More that I don’t trust you not to talk me into it and I’m still trying to train you to behave.” Ben gave a soft little whimper that he tried to cover with a cough and you smiled, pleased you could still affect him like that.

But just when you thought he was being a little predictable, Ben decided to throw you for a loop. “You are okay though right? “Yeah,” you said, trying not to sound like you were too taken aback, “I’m fine. UTI’s can become serious if ignored but I’m not ignoring it and they’re pretty easy to treat. I’ll just be out of action or a week or two, no biggie. Unfortunately I had agreed to go with Bianca to a cycling class so I’ll probably have to cancel that. She’ll understand though.” “Well then let me pay for that. I mean, I assume there’s a cancellation fee.” “There is but you don’t have to do that.” “Please, Y/N, if there’s one thing I have, it’s money. It’ll be like losing some loose change in the couch. And...I want to help. I did contribute to your situation after all – y'know, big dick, hot lay, we’ve covered that already. I’d be a prick not to help somehow. Is there anything else I can do? Pain relief or, I don’t know, do you need a lift to the appointment? I could send my car for you.” You were thrown entirely off balance by how genuine and sweet and un-dickish Ben sounded, “Um no I think I’m all good. It’s really kind of you to offer though.” “Okay, if you’re sure. But if you need something just let me know. And message me with how much the cancellation costs. And...feel better soon.” “I will, thanks Ben. Umm, talk soon?” “Yeah, definitely.” You were still a little in shock when you hung up, and not at all sure how to break it to Bianca that you might have a crush on the Ben Hardy.

#ben hardy x reader #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy smut #ish #my writing #my fics #🎶someones catching feelings🎶#scheduling this at 11.45pm when i need to be awake by 6am to do some gardening before it gets too hot so i hope i've done it right lmao

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