#benji 001

[despaiiring]

closed starter for benji hyun / @benj-hyun

"We're doin' pretty damn well this season. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm proud to be a Gutter Slut."

[sleeaze]

closed starter for benji hyun / @benj-hyun

" Are you fucking my mom? It's okay, you can be honest with me. If you are fucking her, though, do not tell Santi. " Goobie's face remains carefully straight as she accosts this poor man. " Ever. "

[narilily]

"They are a bit Halloween-ish," she agreed with a soft laugh, "I guess maybe if we ever do another art-based gala in town, you can hope that it has a spookier theme, maybe that would be right up your alley." She supposed that there were still people out there that wouldn't mind a painting of a snow-covered raven, though. "Do you paint often?" Nari turned towards Benji again, "birds, or otherwise?"

"I might," Nari said with a smile, looking in that direction again, "Most of the decor in my house is very floral based, I'll admit, but it never hurts to shake it up a little bit, have something different. I've always had a soft spot for cardinals. Both for their symbolic meaning and also just the fact that they're pretty in the winter time."

"Oh yeah, that one's really pretty," Benji nodded. "I thought about putting birds in mine but I only ever seem to gravitate toward the corvids when it comes to birds, you know?" She...didn't know, of course. Ah well. "Anyway. People see crows and ravens and such and think Halloween, not Winter so...what can you do, right?" A shrug.

"I haven't decided on a favorite yet either. I've mostly just been standing here." His brow furrowed. "You should get that painting, cardinals symbolize hope," he intoned solemnly. "And everyone can use more of that."

[ziggykyeons]

ziggy 📲 benji.

Ziggy: You're STILL here???😭 @benj-hyun

[ozymandics]

CLOSED STARTER • ari & benji ( @newycrks )

THE THING THEY DON'T TELL YOU about replacing your cravings with exercise is just how damn hard it is to actually exercise. ari puffed and panted as she slowed down from another burst of speed, and made a stop to try and recover her breath. some part of her was actually starting to feel this was a bad idea, as her unconditioned body seem to want alcohol even more now that it was wasting energy. hands on her knees, ari closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath. no. no. not this time. as her breathing slowed, she took the opportunity to have a look around the park, and that was when her eyes landed on a familiar face. ari hesitated; she hadn't actually properly spoken to benji ever since she left rehab, only then learning about his falling out with chrissy. feeling conflict brew inside of her, ari made the choice to cut it out before it got worse, and decided she might as well wing it. "hey, benj." she tried, approaching him cautiously. "long time no see."

[acevedohadid]

closed starter for @benjicho

location: homestead bounty

Why are berries? The greatest of god's creation? I mean, blueberries, raspberries, blackberries? Those are huge strawberries over there too. Aren't they just great? By the way, how do you feel about grapes?

[theimanidavis]

Imani has always loved staying late in the theatre. When she was a kid, there was one time when she actually spent the entire night there, fell asleep among the design sets and that resulted in her parents being worried out of their mind, unable to find her until the sun cracked at the bottom of the horizon and Imani woke up herself and headed home. It gave her peace and quiet and distracted her mind and she needed that a lot these days.

So it wasn't at all surprising to find her to be the last one to leave the theatre at the end of the night, sometimes doing mindless tasks all alone. Hazel, while the two of them were together, has joined her from time to time, and seeing Benji move along her silently has sent pain through her heart, reminding Imani so much of that.

She wondered if Hazel ever mentioned how she used to be around similarly to Benji - Imani knew the two were close, Hazel speaking fondly of Benji himself when he came up.

The silence was broken eventually, however, and while Benji was speaking of the breakup, Imani has assumed immediately that he was referring to Hazel disappearing. Not that that was much better.

"What exactly would be expected of me, do you think? Should I throw a fit, make a scene at my place of work?" she asked, her voice think with sarcasm. "Or maybe I should do it somewhere else? Go into the Academy, make sure every single person there sees me wail and make a fool of myself? I'm going to pass on that, even if that's what you'd prefer from me."

They reached the end of the line and she stopped in front of him, looking him up and down and releasing a sigh. "You look pretty put together yourself, too, considering everything." She was being unfair, but it was easier to hide the pain she was feeling behind sarcasm and harshness, easier to not even think about the pain of losing Hazel rather than acknowledge it, especially to somebody she wasn't close herself.

◟  with @theimanidavis  ╱          hexmore outdoor theatre  ,  after closing .

A stillness began to settle in the night's air, a stark contrast to the effervescent company the theatre kept all evening. Locals gathering around to support their neighbourhood artists, almost everyone would know everyone. It was hard not to in a town like Hexmore, especially when you ventured into the rural part of town. While it wasn't uncommon to see Benji at the outdoor theatre enjoying the company of those around him, tonight he was only there for Imani. The woman who seemed to carry on so easily in her daily life despite everything that had happened.

Waiting until the theatre would begin to clear out, and silence settled over the space until there was no potential crowd left. He knew the woman knew more than she was leading on, and he was here to get answers.

He moved around the same space as Imani, slowly assisting packing up for the night. Moving chairs back to where they belong, and watching Imani from the corner of his eye before he finally spoke up. "I never did get to speak to you after- well you know." He's referring to the breakup of course, the one that happened not long before Hazel disappeared. "You seem to be fairing pretty well considering it all."

[tibogden]

Tiberius loved his work, but some days he wondered if they were purposely longer than others. The Ministry had been working hard to keep order in the society they were living in, and even if the wizard believed that there were better way to do it, he had to admit that they were trying.

Today had been a particular taxing day, he had a bunch of older clients that were really sweet but rather ignorant of certain aspect of the law, so what would have taken him a few minutes with any other clients, it meant that he had to spend hours with these.

However, he was happy that now he had a proper lunch break with one of his favorite people in the world. "So what would it be, Benjy boy a double for your troubles?" he teased, knowing that it would probably be strong coffee.

@benjyxfenwick

[rviner]

@ofwrxth benji x elliot - outside town hall

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"I think just you and Isla should go on this one." Benji says through a brittle bite of granola bar. It's obvious he's been giving it some thought even though he mentions it casually as he chews on literal stabby oats. He guesses there's so much his dad and Isla need to talk about, so many things to try and find their footing on again. "I know I was a bit of a dick about going on more with you but I think it should just be you." he shrugs, a there I said it motion. While he and Elliot never locked horns in an almighty battle, there were some stuffy atmospheres over the previous three years. Benji desperate to be hands on and be there for his dad, and also do right by the woman who treated him as her own. He then sits beside Elliot while they take a small break from loading up the supplies. "I kinda...fucked around with the mileage." he says in a hushed tone, not looking at him. "So if you were gonna go further for longer- It...no one will be able to tell."

[waywordhearts]

— characters: seda & benji — setting: after check-in at the motel — partner: @fearhidden​

Of course the only hotel they’d seen for miles had actually been a motel and only had one room left. They’d been driving all day and after the fiasco at the airport Seda and Benji were too exhausted to continue on without some proper sleep. So, despite the bits of conversation they’d mustered in the sedan they’d managed to procure, the pair didn’t really know each other well.

One room with one queen sized bed in it.

All the way from the trunk of the car to the door and just beyond the threshold they’d argued who would take the bed, to which it seemed they’d both end up on the floor. So the discussion then went to splitting the bed and who got which side. Seda was half tempted to build a little barrier down the middle but they couldn’t spare any pillows.

With a little rumble in her stomach the brunette remembered that she had eaten anything since those snacks she’d picked up at the gas station hours ago. It was her excuse to bolt up from the bed they were both comfortably sitting on, one that felt too inviting to curl up into, and grab for something to put over her when she’d step outside the room. 

Unbeknownst to her it wasn’t her jacket. “I’m going to grab something to eat. I think I saw some vending machines.” Pale blue eyes settled on the man’s arms for a moment before darting away. Seda still wasn’t sure what to make of all this and how she’d ended up in a motel with a strange man.

A man that she shouldn’t find attractive nor want to get to know better.

It was her nerves being so close to him on the bed that had her skittish in finding the comfort of sleep under those covers. The motel was a little sketch and something about Benji’s hands led her to believe that she just might wake up in them. Out of all the chaos they looked safe, he looked safe— no, he was her best bet at the moment and relying on that meant she couldn’t trust herself.

“Did you, umm, want anything?”

[lxttlemadsometimes]

@languishingsympathies : poly gif prompt for Bo & Reggie & Benji

The vacation had been courtesy of their latest kill, some rich prick that had more money than he had really known what to do with. At least judging by the mansion that he had lived in that was devoid of life but filled with so many materialistic things that it was painful. Bo and Benji had been mindful and more carefully thought out regarding their kills than their predecessors. It wasn't all about vengeance and the past. The thrill of the kill with the benefits of reaping the rewards that came from it. A life of having their cake and eating it too. Which resulted in the getaway that they had surprised Reggie with. Some little secluded piece of paradise. A place they could do as they wished, when they wished. The beach had been the perfect spot for a little play.

Bo grinned as his fingers wrapped firmly around Reggie's throat, eyes trained on her face as he lightly squeezed before releasing pressure. Reminding her just who was in control at the moment. She had obeyed so well and with such easy, the bikini hitting the sand within moments of all of them relaxing down onto the beach. There were a few other people spread out along the stretch of sand, but not a single one cared for what was happening or moved to interrupt or stop. "That's a good girl," he cooed, leaning in closer so his lips brushed with the lightest of touches across her cheek. "Just relax and keep those legs spread open for us pretty girl."

Benji lay alongside where she was spread open for them. His fingers pumped in and out of her already soaked folds. A dark chuckle sounded out. "Our little slut is already soaked. She's enjoying it too much, I think. That desperate for us to fuck you right here, out in the open? After all that protesting, I bet I can get you to come on my fingers with a few more touches." Like Bo, Benji couldn't have cared about any eyes that were landing on them. His focus was on Reggie and getting just what he wanted and needed.

[atlasxthorne]

Atlas connected with that need for answers - it was written all over Benji's face. The same drive that kept him working late into the night, the same urgency that made every detail matter. This wasn't about closing a file and moving on. This was about helping someone sleep better at night, about making things right. "Yeah, I totally get where you're coming from," he said. "That's exactly why the lot of us took on this case … to make sure nobody else goes through what you did. And between us? I'm not stopping until we figure this whole thing out. You have my word."

benji didn't mean to make others feel as though he were some kind of pest but he wanted answers. he and kimberly deserved answers after everything they'd been through and he assumed that the man in front of him understood that was why he was here. "i hope so. i just don't want what happened to us to happen to anyone else." he confessed and let out a sigh. "you get it, right?"

[polo-drone-070]

The Bonds We Build

The year’s end was drawing near, and Maximus found himself in his room, preparing greeting cards.

It had been three months since he joined Gold, but it already felt like a fundamental part of his life. So many good memories, so many connections forged. Each moment with his team had shaped him, deepened his sense of purpose and belonging.

He sat at his desk, carefully arranging the cards. Each one carried a personal touch, a memory shared with a brother.

Maximus glanced at the roster, his gaze lingering on the first line: 001, Percival/Ezan (@polo-drone-001), his master and so much more. For him, Maximus included a photo of himself serving coffee, a subtle nod to their bond. With some bros, there were so many moments shared he had to just evoke one memory…like with Herc (@goldenherc9), for whom he recalled Stigandr demonstrating his twin berserk spirit Bödvar the power of discipline.

For Ares (@goldengod-ares10), his thoughts turned to a rough session with Neil, arousal peaking. A late-night discussion right after becoming 070 stood out for Brody (@brodygold).

He kept working down the list, each name evoking vivid memories. For Daniel(@danielgold-16) a simple note evoking a missing hand. Exchanging hypno file tips with Mark (@markgold-18). And for Hades (@hades-gold19), the warm memory of him being the first to welcome him to the Team when he was still Henry.

Further down, Max (@little-pup-max) reminded him of a needed video tutorial, while Leon’s (@leon-gold) hot pic brought a brief but undeniable blush to his face. He noted a discussion about AI with Elliot (@polo-drone-038), the motivational energy from Xavier’s (@polo-drone-039) playlists, and an invitation from Loki (@jordan-gold-40) that left a lasting impression.

Grant’s (@grant-gold43) military buzzcut reminded him of planned RP with him, while for 108 (@heavyrubberboy97), a rubber picture seemed the perfect tribute. A joint programming session for 149 (@polo-drone-149) came to mind, followed by the thrill of  049 (@polo-drone-049) bringing a recruit, and the memory of converting 050 (@polo-drone-050) on Discord.

Chill moments in vocal chats with Trevor (@polo-drone-125) surfaced, along with a pang of regret for not making more of Ganymede’s (@michaelgold53) perfect physique. For Trey (@hero21us), he mentioned the Gold influence, while a cheerleader costume tryout stood out for Riley (@rileygold60), and the installation of a hypnotic trigger for his mentee Duncan (@polo-drone-061) brought a small, satisfied smile.

To Chevy (@chevy-gold), he offered gratitude for helping him through a restless night. A transformation by Cratos for Hunter (@polo-rone-066). Brief but heartfelt words followed for others: “drone rabbit hole” for Hans (@hansgold-69), “gold soak” for Phoenix (@polo-drone-071), and “drone pride” for 073 (@polo-drone-073), who had been such a willing guinea pig.

He fondly remember a perfectly timed pho with Camden (076) (@polo-drone-076), as well as some drunken messages. A personalised spiral memory for Benji (@edmundgold78), a meta-reflection on the Hive with 110 (@polo-drone-110), and a golden bed picture for Grayden (@polo-drone-084). A wrestling match with Leander (@leander-gold-88) a photo of 070 as a drone pup for 098 (@polo-drone-098), a forest encounter with Coach (@thecorruptisland), and a Paris meeting with 103 (@polo-drone-103) all found their way into his recollections.

For 105 (@polo-drone-105), smoky domination seemed fitting, while 151 (@polo-drone-151) brought memories of steady, reliable drone activity.

At last, he indulged in cravings for hot golden collars from Cletus (@cletusgold), deep massages from Denchik (@mrdenchik), and, finally, the evocation of straining in a cage for waterboy Laurent (@laurentgold06).

The cards were ready. Minor gifts, just simple tokens of appreciation, but they carried the essence of Maximus’ gratitude. Through these memories, he realized what he was truly giving to the team: his unwavering devotion. And in return, he was receiving something far greater—pleasure, belonging, and a place in something far bigger than himself. Luvin you all, bruhz ! Gold is da best.

[againaweasel]

001 wolfbucks

Omg thank you for the ask!

when I started shipping it if I did:  I don’t know when I started shipping them, it must have been at least a decade by now. They come and go.

my thoughts:  I love them I love them. Although I prefer it in an AU if it’s reciprocated. 

I said this on Tiktok a while ago, but to me Wolfbucks/Moonchaser are what a lot of people want Wolfstar to be. It has a similar dynamic to the fanon wolfstar - popular, intelligent, good-looking James who doesn’t care about Remus’ lycanthropy and desperately wants to help and is overall rather lovely to smart, funny Remus. Except wolfbucks is like that right out of the gate, whereas with Wolfstar it takes ignoring their existing dynamic to get to that point. James and Remus are Anderperry (Dead Poets Society) to a fucking T.  

What makes me happy about them:  James often goes out of his way to step in to protect Remus. when Sirius betrays him, it’s James who stops it ruining Remus’ entire life, when Sirius believes Remus is a Death Eater it’s James who doesn’t.  And James is canonically Remus’ sugar daddy. 

These aren’t “poor little Remus can’t protect himself” moments but James seeing something he could do and doing it, whilst battling against a world that’s undeniably cruel to Remus.  In my mind, Remus deserves a soft place to land in his relationships. The world is toxic enough to him already, give him snippets of peace. Even if it’s messy or far from perfect like wolfbucks is. 

What makes me sad about them: In canon, I think it’s unreciprocated on Remus’ end. Remus is in love with James, and James is just like that with everyone. He doesn’t even notice and Remus doesn’t tell him. He tries to be happy for James and Lily, but he doesn’t talk about Lily much after their deaths because the feelings are too complicated and so, whilst Sirius will bring up Lily, Remus can’t. 

And I think James would pick Sirius in canon if he had the chance to pick [Sirius would pick James even without the choice].

things done in fanfic that annoys me: There are so few wolfbuck’s fanfics that I can’t pick something for this, I will take anything even it annoys me. 

things I look for in fanfic: Aus Aus Aus. 

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:  For James it’s Prongsfoot or Jily.  For Remus, it’s always Tonks. Although he had a fling with Benjy Fenwick. 

My happily ever after for them:  Living? James has to be the one to figure out that Remus likes him, I think he’s secure enough to do that, and Remus becomes a quidditch journalist so he can go to James’ matches (who is obviously a quidditch player) 

who is the big spoon/little spoon: James is the little spoon most of the time, he demands it. But Remus is the little spoon around the full moon. 

what is their favorite non-sexual activity Chess. James has a brilliant tactical mind and Remus likes to marvel at it. 

[isolatednights]

the consequence of their evening flashes through his mind, and the man can't help but shudder at the thought. the following hours are still a bit of a blur, but that feeling of sickness would linger in his memory forever. since that time, benji had been very careful when it came to drinking. "nothing is silly about that." most of his fondest memories involved the woman at his side ⸺ and many of them he thought others would consider insignificant, even if he cherished them. "i will strive to make more such memories with you ⸺ though hopefully they will not require so much alcohol," he quips, flashing her a grin. "all i've ever wanted was for you to be happy. that's the only motive i have when it comes to you," it's a quiet admission, but the truth nonetheless. "so... anything else i ought to know before i convince your parents to break your betrothal in favor of my asking for your hand?"

her laugh is soft, almost hopeful, as she tilts her head, watching the way his steely eyes light up with the memory. " i think you ended up worse than i did that night," she teases, the warmth of nostalgia lacing her words. " you were so determined to prove your theory and i just kept laughing at how ridiculous we must've looked." the corners of her petals tug into a smile, a playful sparkle dancing in her eyes as she leans ever so slightly closer. " it's probably silly, but it's one of my favorite memories of us. just a reminder of safe and normal i always felt around you. you really never had ulterior motives with me. " cheeks flush faintly at the admission, and she quickly shakes her head with a light laugh. " you're right, i think we've earned the right to be a little more careful with our wine this time."

[endingsfated]

𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐏 ( 001 )!

appearance — aiyla ersoy

development — aiyla ersoy

interactions — aiyla ersoy

musings — aiyla ersoy

appearance — benji rhodes

development — benji rhodes

interactions — benji rhodes

musings — benji rhodes

aiyla & shane — 'i didn't know you needed me.' her voice shook - 'i always needed you'

benji & kisa — i hope that if alternate universes exist it's still you and me in the end

the group — if there is a life after this one ; let me meet you in it