#benoit blanc x male!reader

[starryevermore]

Hey I’m a new knives out/glass onion/Benoit blanc enthusiast and I noticed your requests were open. I was thinking about Benoit being very easily flustered around his s/o (always blushing, being at loss of word) and maybe how others around him react to THE Benoit blanc just turning into mush whenever his little human is around 🙃 you can do whatever you want with that, I just thought it was a fun idea

lovestruck detective ✧ benoit blanc

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request: Hey I’m a new knives out/glass onion/Benoit blanc enthusiast and I noticed your requests were open. I was thinking about Benoit being very easily flustered around his s/o (always blushing, being at loss of word) and maybe how others around him react to THE Benoit blanc just turning into mush whenever his little human is around 🙃 you can do whatever you want with that, I just thought it was a fun idea  - anon

pairing: benoit blanc x male!reader

word count: 457

warnings?: fluff, not proofread

it was almost comical, how flustered blanc got around you. how the usually calm, collected man would trip over his words. how his face would burn red. how he’d forget what he was doing the moment he laid eyes on you. 

in your not-so-humble opinion, that was the true marker of someone being in love. your mother had always told you, don’t trust a man who’s suave and can sweet-talk you into anything. those kind of men don’t care about you. those kind of men only care about what you’ll for them. no, no, she’d say, fall for the man who’ll trip over their own feet when they see you. fall for the man who can’t think straight because you occupy his mind. fall for the man who’d move the heavens and the earth just to see you smile.

when you first met blanc, it was at some stuffy party. a friend of his invited him, apparently in an effort to get the stoic man to lighten up a little. you had gone to network. both of you ended up bored out of your minds at the open bar. you caught his eye as you flagged down a bartender. he spilled his bourbon straight down his shirt. you laughed so hard you snorted. that night, you left with his number and a promise that he wouldn’t make another mess like that again. 

except, well, he did. he took you out to dinner, a real nice restaurant with a menu of foods you could hardly fathom the pronunciation of. he offered to order something for you, and you agreed. but when the waiter came, blanc was too busy staring at you to notice. when he finally did order, he stammered his entire way through until he was red in the face. he was so flustered that, when the food arrived, he ended up dropping his entire plate on his lap. you still didn’t understand how he managed to do that. 

people hardly understood how a man like benoit blanc could get so tongue-tied and starry-eyed around you. they’d always comment to you that he wasn’t what they expected. that they expected someone like james bond or batman. someone who didn’t let their feelings show very often. and, to be honest, that was usually true. blanc wouldn’t have the career he did if he wore his heart on his sleeve. but you brought out a side of him that he couldn’t hide—that he didn’t want to hide. 

so, yeah, blanc became something of a lovestruck full around you. he’d turn completely to mush the second he was with you. but you loved every second. because you’d be lying if you said you weren’t the exact same around him. 

[bonkwosher]

Being Benoit Blanc's assistant on a big case headcanons

A/N: Aka being the Watson to Benoit's Sherlock. I'm gonna keep writing headcanons until I have the motivation to write a one-shot. Also x male reader bc Benoit is gay as hell (& I love it)

When you entered Benoit's office for the interview he had to hold back from immediately saying "You're hired." He found himself spacing out a bit, thinking about how adorable you looked when you would ramble about your work history or even just the ride here.

Your first day ended up being the start of a huge case. You thought Benoit was babying you, maybe he was. But he didn't intend to make you feel lesser he got worried with how violent the murder was, so much so that he was afraid you'd get hurt.

When he interviewed each of the family members he had you sit behind him & take notes, making sure to put distance between any possible suspects & you.

The moment the last family member leaves the interview room Benoit turns to you with an excited grin on his face, ready to share theories.

"What do you think about this bunch, Y/N?"

"Hmm, good theory. I didn't think about that one. It's a good thing I have you here, Y/N."

Small note: He loves to say your name, it makes him so happy. Any chance he gets he will use it.

When a fight erupts between the family members he stands in front of you & instinctively grabs your arm/hand.

He ends up ranting to you about being unable to find the "key piece that's missing" & when you lay everything out for him he gets the silly little aha moment.

"Y/N, you did it! Lord, you are so intelligent! How I get so lucky as to work with you?" He yells as he pulls you into a hug, "I'm sorry, I got excited."

"Don't apologize," you pull him right back into a hug & hold him tightly.

You have to point out the dumb clues to him because he is terrible with dumb stuff. It has you absolutely awestruck when he finds some clues though, like solving a puzzle to open a door to a secret room. I swear these things only happen in movies but Benoit manages to find them.

When he pulls a cigar out to smoke, you take it from his mouth & take a breath of smoke. You might not be a smoker but at this rate, you've caught on to him having feelings for you & would kill to see this detective flustered.

Short story, it works.

Long story, he mutters out some southern curses under his breath. He looks up to you as you hand him the cigar back, pink dusting his cheeks & you do your best to repress a smile.

From then on he has a little more pep in his step, constantly telling himself you like him too.

Bonus:

If you do not have a suit Benoit will lend you one of his, you have to look dapper on the job to match your boss.

Bonus points if it's slightly oversized, Benoit would lose his mind.

At that, he's already losing his mind seeing you in his clothes. He has to fight to keep his eyes off you. Whenever your taking notes behind him he finds any opportunity to turn around, look you up & down, & say, "Did you get that, Y/N?" To which, after multiple times you can't help but laugh out of either annoyance or infatuation & breathe out, "Yes, Benoit, I did get that."

If one of the family members or especially suspects takes a jab at you (verbally) he will most definitely go off on them.

A/N: I'm totally going to make a one-shot where the reader gets hurt on the job & Benoit loses his shit!

[denim-devil]

To keep my sick ass occupied, Benoit Blanc requests?

[heliads]

What requests do you already have lined up?

shockingly many. my queue contains the following:

all by design chapter thirteen: they say the end is coming

there is no other version of this story (minewt angst)

lewis hamilton x reader (reader is new to mercedes, is worried)

jojo x reader (reader is a newsie, agrees to marry jojo if neither of them are married by a certain age)

frank zhang x reader (headcanons on if reader took a hit for him)

rooster x reader (enemies to lovers)

genya x male!reader (reader puts genya on nik's ship, is tortured by the darkling instead of her)

second part to the benoit blanc fic

tom!peter parker x reader (after nwh, reader doesn't remember peter, one sided enemies to lovers)

thomas x reader (reader was so sweet in the glade but mean in the scorch)

tom!peter parker x reader (reader is a magic user, undoes the spell on their own memories after nwh)

theo raeken x hale!reader (hales are overprotective)

four x reader (reader is struggling in dauntless, four helps)

kaz brekker x reader (based on the song 'later never comes')

minho x reader (there's a small pond in the deadheads, they swim and confess)

luke castellan x reader (reader is percy's older sibling, only gets claimed bc of percy)

tewkesbury x reader (reader is a matchstick girl and i love this request and i love you eva)

3am chapter 1: didn't see the news (nikolai modern au continued)

kaz brekker x reader (soulmates au)

3am chapter 2: all over now (nikolai modern au continued)

newt x reader (reader is dating newt, the other gladers question him about it)

3am chapter 3: my hand was the one you reached for (nikolai modern au)

nikolai lantsov x reader (nikolai and reader fall in love with each other but fell in love when they were both pirates tailored to look differently)

3am chapter 4: if you don't recognize yourself, that means you did it right (nikolai modern au)

tewkesbury x reader (childhood best friends to lovers)

3am chapter 5: the system's breaking down (nikolai modern au)

tom!peter parker x reader (peter thinks he and reader are dating, reader is oblivious and doesn't realize it)

3am chapter 6: i miss who i used to be (nikolai modern au)

nikolai lantsov x reader (marriage of convenience)

3am chapter 7: the slowest way is never loving them enough (nikolai modern au)

bones x reader (star trek royalty/bodyguard au)

andrew!peter parker x reader (reader is a telepath and knows peter is crushing on them but peter won't say anything)

prince caspian x reader (rivals to lovers)

tom!peter parker x reader (reader makes the active choice to not forget him)

yes the queue goes to march 5. yes that filled up way faster than i expected. y'all are crazy and i love you for it

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Youvebeenlivingfictional Kinktober 2022

I’m participating in Kinktober 2022 this year using this list by the phenomenal @absurdthirst​ . If you'd like to be tagged, please leave a comment on this post or send in an ask.

Day One - Diego Jimenez x Reader.

Warnings: Exhibitionism, gun play; grinding; one light slap

Day Two - Nathan Bateman x Reader

Warnings: Voyeurism; toy use (dildo); overstimulation; oral sex; cursing

Day Three - Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: Cursing, spanking, one (1) pussy slap, handjobs, blowjobs, piv, spitroasting, threesome, unprotected sex, cumplay, Dom!Steve, Switch!Bucky, Sub!Reader

Day Four - Layla El-Faouly x Reader

Warnings: Nipple play, biting, grinding

Day Five -Josh Lyman x Reader

Warnings: Kitchen counter sex, spit as lube, piv, unprotected sex

Day Six - Jack "Whiskey" Daniels x Reader

Warnings: Sex work; lingerie; reverse cowgirl; piv; unprotected sex; accidental fluff and angst; this one also wound up being way longer than I expected it to be

Day Seven - AOS!Jim Kirk x Reader

Warnings: Shower sex; oral sex (male and female receiving); fingering; piv; unprotected sex

Day Eight - Jonathan Levy x Reader

Warnings: Begging; phone sex; the fellating of a lollipop; masturbation; subby Jonathan

Day Nine - Benoit Blanc x Reader

Warnings: Fingering; rimming; oral sex; anal sex; unprotected sex

Day Ten - Duncan Idaho x Reader

Warnings: Fingering; slight sensory deprivation; unprotected sex; size difference; choking

Dany Eleven - AOS!Leonard 'Bones' McCoy x Reader

Warnings: Frottage, smooching, fingering, handjob

Day Twelve - Duke Leto Atreides x Reader

Warnings: Cock warming; riding; desk sex

Day Thirteen - Benny Miller x Reader

Warnings: Masturbation; phone sex; scent kink

Day Fourteen - Orlando Oxford x Reader

Warnings: Glory hole; piv; unprotected sex

Day Fifteen - Santiago Garcia x Reader x Frankie Morales

Warnings: Cuckolding; facesitting; oral sex; dirty talk; piv; unprotected sex; cumplay; implied bi characters

Day Sixteen - Angel Reyes x Reader x Bishop Losa

Warnings: Oral sex; unprotected sex; piv; anal; double penetration; cursing

Day Seventeen - Matt Murdock x Reader

Warnings: Pussy slapping; oral sex; dirty talk; spanking

Day Eighteen - Oberyn Martell x Reader x Ellaria Sand

Warnings: Pegging; piv; unprotected sex

Day Nineteen - Tangerine x Reader

Warnings: Role playing/prep for a honeypot mission; oral sex; fingering; spit as lube; unprotected sex

Day Twenty - Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

Warnings: Flouting of Regency Mores; Handjobs; gags; piv; unprotected sex

Day Twenty One - Gurney Halleck x Reader

This can kinda be read as a companion piece to The Warmaster's Wife

Warnings: Masturbation; oral sex; fingering; breeding

Day Twenty Two - James Bond x Reader

Warnings: Sex pollen; unprotected sex; piv; implied multiple orgasms; rough sex

Day Twenty Three - Benny Borracho Magalon x Reader

Warnings: Lap dance; oral sex; fingering; rough sex; piv; one degrading term

Day Twenty Four - Javi G x Reader

Warnings: Edgeplay; praise kink; masturbation; piv; unprotected sex

Day Twenty Five - Mirror!Christopher Pike x Reader

Warnings: Collaring; mirror sex; choking; fingering; piv; unprotected sex

Day Twenty Six - Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Warnings: Flouting of Victorian mores; riding; piv unprotected sex

Day Twenty Seven - Abel Morales x Reader

Warnings: Oral sex; piv; infidelity

Day Twenty Eight - Christine Chapel x Reader

Warnings: Oral sex; fingering; body swap; blindfolds; edging

Day Twenty Nine - Stewy Hosseini x Reader x Kendall Roy

Warnings: Masturbation; voyeurism; oral sex; mentions of cocaine, but not use or abuse; implied Eiffel Tower

Day Thirty - Harvey Specter x Reader

Warnings: Public sex; oral sex; piv; unprotected sex

Day Thirty One - Ray Merrimen x Reader

Warnings: Prey play, dub-con, dom/sub dynamics, derogatory language, pussy slapping, restraints, gagging, rough sex, piv, unprotected sex, aftercare, praise kink

[locke-writes]

2021 Writing Summary

Wasn’t tagged but saw @lxncelot and @jammesbarnnes do this and wanted to do this because honestly I forgot what I posted this year.

Tagging: Anyone who wants to examine what they wrote/posted

Rules: Make a list of every fic you posted in 2021

January:

Before Your Eyes - Law & Order SVU - Mike Dodds x Reader

I Don’t Have A Legacy - Marvel - Bucky Barnes x Reader

February

Clear - Phantom of the Opera - Erik x Reader

Back to the Start - Stranger Things - Jim Hopper x Reader

March

Gathered - Marvel - Bruce Banner x Daughter!Reader

Empty - Criminal Minds - BAU Team x Reader

Planning - Lucifer - Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

April

One Becomes All - Marvel - Steve Rogers x Reader

Second Chances - Criminal Minds - Spencer Reid x Unsub!Sibling!Reader

Healing Touch - Phantom of the Opera - Erik x Reader

I’ll Only Hurt You If You Let Me - Peaky Blinders - Alfie Solomons x Reader

Side By Side - Marvel - Bucky Barnes x Reader

Connected - Harry Potter - Fred Weasley x Reader

Reintroduction - Marvel - Stephen Strange x Reader

Who Remembers Your Name? - Marvel - Tony Stark x Reader

Under the Skin - Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Giles x Reader

May

To Break & To Repair - Criminal Minds - Aaron Hotchner x Reader

End Your Toil - Peaky Blinders - Alfie Solomons

Patchwork - Peaky Blinders - Tommy Shelby x Reader

A Reunion - The Martian - Mark Watney x Reader

Playing the Part - The Martian - Mark Watney x Reader

June

Changes - Harry Potter - Remus Lupin x Reader

Time Passes - Knives Out - Benoit Blanc x Reader

Follow You - Star Wars - Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

Troublemaker - Harry Potter - Ginny Weasley x Reader (Platonic)

Gone Away - The Martian - Rich Purnell x Reader

Cut Me Loose - X-Men - Erik Lehnsherr

Before Dawn - Reservoir Dogs - Mr Blonde/Vic Vega

Companionship - Harry Potter - Neville Longbottom x Reader

Stillness of the Moment - Law & Order SVU - Mike Dodds x Reader

Fated - Marvel - Bucky Barnes x Reader

Letting Go - Peaky Blinders - Alfie Solomons x Reader

July

Mistakes - Peaky Blinders - Polly Gray x Reader

What Once We Were - Law & Order SVU - Nick Amaro x Male!Reader

From Afar - New Girl - Nick Miller x Reader

Hurt, Lost, Blinded Fool - Harry Potter - Sirius Black x Reader

Deadly Game - Hannibal - Hannibal Lecter x Reader

Memories Returned - What We Do In the Shadows - Nadja x Reader

Unwelcome Guests - Peaky Blinders - Alfie Solomons x Reader

August

Helping Hand - Harry Potter - Draco Malfoy x Reader

Obstacles - Marvel - Loki x Reader

Soul Bound - Fright Night - Jerry Dandridge x Reader

A Little Chaos in Life - Marvel - Tony Stark x Reader

Trusting - Sky High - Warren Peace x Reader

Planning & Plotting - Peaky Blinders - Tommy Shelby x Reader

Argumentative - House MD - Gregory House x Reader

Guidance - The Kingsman - Merlin x Reader

A Sense of Understanding - Law & Order SVU - Rafael Barba x Reader

True Companion - Reservoir Dogs - Mr Blonde/Vic Vega

September

For Love of Country. For Love of Man - Merlin - Arthur Pendragon x Reader

Racing Hearts - Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Spike x Reader

October

Hunger - Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Drusilla x Reader

Entwined & Enraptured - Prodigal Son - Martin Whitly x Reader

November

N/A

December

Needed - Marvel - Steve Rogers x Reader

[fandom-go-round]

Aftermath: Marta Cabrera x Reader x Benoit Blanc

I love Knives Out and I couldn’t decide who I loved more so I figured, why not both?

Alternate Title: When You Don’t Know If You Want to Smooch the Gutsy Girl or The Sauvé Detective

           You knew the moment Marta touched him. You were pacing in the living room, trying to ignore the mild panic flowing through the bond. Your shoulder burns where your mark pulses and you gasp, falling to your knees. Your mind is overcome by fear and you don’t even realize that you’re screaming.

           Once the fear dies own you come back to yourself, shaking and gasping on the floor. Heat sears through your hand and you groan, flexing your muscles but not focusing on it. Your bond with Marta buzzes in your mind and beyond that you feel… something else. Something new.

           You stand slowly, leaning on the wall and catching your breath. Someone knocks on your door but you ignore it, going to your phone. You send a pulse of concern to Marta and she startles, something beyond her also startling. She sends back calm reassurance embarrassment and you take comfort in knowing that she’s at least responding. You send back concern fear confusion and you get the sense that she’s distracted and going to call you later. You’re more than a little annoyed but send back acknowledgement and go to the door. Time to apologize to Ms. Martin.

♥

           Marta calls you more than an hour later and after Ms. Martin has thoroughly yelled your ears off. You made up some excuse about seeing a bug and she goes off, yelling about how you’re interrupting other families with your ‘overreactions’. You don’t mention that the screaming matches with her husband carry much farther but you think it more than once.

           Marta’s voice is low and soothing, her accent music to your ears. You release a sigh, tension draining from your body. You feel better now that you can hear her and the two of you share love affection contentedness freely.

           “Hello darling.” You hum, closing your eyes and see her in your mind. She’s sitting on a chair in a hallway, most likely Harlan’s.

           “Hey babe. You alright?” She hums back, not commenting and you know she’s trying not to lie.

           “I’m tired.” You nod, knowing that even if she can’t see it, she can feel it.

           “Did they figure it out?”

           “Yes.” This time the pause is longer and you open your eyes, watching the ceiling fan rotate. “… It was Ransom.” You scoff and she half laughs, half sighs.

           “I’m surprised and not surprised.” She sighs again and sounds tired; you wish you were there to hold her.

           “Because he’s as ass?”

           “Because he loved Harlan just as much as you did.” Marta let’s out a laugh that’s more of a sob. “Where are you?”

           “At the house.”

           “I’m coming to get you.” Your coat is already halfway on when Marta speaks again, crying for sure now.

           “I have another mark.” You freeze, confusion and fear racing down your spine. Marta can tell what you’re feeling and immediately begins to ramble, pushing love reassurance fear right back at you. “I didn’t mean for it to happen, he just offered me a hand after Ransom tried to kill me and I swear, I didn’t mean for it to happen, I love you so much- “

           “Ransom tried to kill you!?” Your voice cuts off her and Marta goes silent for a heartbeat.

           “There’s a lot to talk about.”

           “Damn straight there is.” She laughs and it’s weak but it’s better than nothing. “…. I knew. When you touched them, I felt it. I can still kind of feel them.”

           “Him.”

           “Him?”

           “Benoit Blanc.” You choked on air, eyes wide as you sputtered.

           “You’re shitting me!”

           “Darling please.” Marta sighed again; disapproval heavy in her voice. She’s wasn’t a fan of swearing. You get the faint sense of amusement over the bond and you can tell that it’s not Marta. It feels different, tastes different in your mind but it’s not a bad thing.

           “You’re talking about the cute older man who you’ve been trying to avoid?” Embarrassment for two different kinds moves through the bond and you snicker, even as Marta begins to scold you.

           “I told you that in confidence!”

           “Am I on speaker phone?” She hesitates before grumbling out a ‘yes’. You laugh again and another voice comes on, male and smooth like honey.

           “Ah apologize, Ah didn’t mean ta be eavesdroppin’.”

           “It’s alright.” Your keys are in your hands and you hesitate at the door, wanting to get the ok before heading over. “Want me to pick anything up on the way over?” The phone is silent for a moment before Marta speaks.

           “Could you grab some donuts? And milk?” Benoit laughs and you smile, locking the door behind you.

           “Of course babe. See you in a bit.”

[starryevermore]

sweet memories ✧ benoit blanc

angst city™ library | send in a request (consult request faqs first)

request: Either 3 separate ideas or all together into one: (for Knives out/Glass onion. Any character but probs best for detective Blanc)

● Getting drunk/tipsy and reminiscing their time in their training 

● Blanc (?) and reader on a case and one of them gets severely hurt and it’s a choice of whether they continue to chase suspect or help the other 

● one of them trying to re-enact what theoretically could have happened on a case, person b paying no attention to this, and suddenly person A is in front of them trying different death methods. Someone walking in and being horrified. Person B saying sorry, person A saying it’s normal. - anon

pairing: benoit blanc x male!reader

summary: you and benoit reminisce on your relationship. 

word count: 1,613

warnings?: minor spoilers for glass onion, maybe slightly out of character benoit, established relationship, fluff, gunshot wound, mention of murder, not proofread

Benoit Blanc had not changed much since you had last seen him, you mused. Still had his beautiful, piercing blue eyes. Still had a brain that run a million miles a minute. Still managed to impress you with every single thing he does. It was almost unfair, how perfect the man sitting across from you was. At least he had one fault that you knew of. At least you could still pull out the fact that you’ve beat him at every single game of Clue you played against him. He always hated when you did that, arguing that he wasn’t good at dumb games so it wasn’t fair to keep holding that over his head. But with that sparkling twinkle in his eyes, you knew he didn’t really mean it. Benoit was a teasing man—around you, at least. To the rest of the world, he was the world’s greatest detective. But to you, he was ole Benny, an awkward fella who was a far shout from the greatest at anything. 

“Ain’t seen you in a while,” he said, looking at you over the rim of his glass as he took a long sip of his drink. He set the glass down, smacking his lips. “You solve any good mysteries lately?”

“Nothing as great as you,” you said. “I mean, showing the world that Miles Brown is a complete nitwit? You’re really taking that whole eat-the-rich thing to heart.”

Benoit waved you off, shaking his head. “It was dumber than a game of Clue. Man didn’t even have the ability to come up with an original murder. Stole all his ideas from everyone.”

“Well, look on the bright side. At least you finally won a game of Clue,” you teased, leaning forward, resting your elbows on the table. “Never thought I’d see the day. Someone should put that in the history books, you know. Benoit Blanc: World’s Greatest Detective, Bested by Clue Except for that One Time.”

“That’s a terrible title for a book. Nobody’d pick it up.”

“I would.”

“Probably ‘cause you’d be the one writin’ it.”

You hummed, taking a sip of your drink. “Someone’s gotta expose you as the dork you truly are. Everyone acts like you’re some James Bond type o’ figure. They deserve to know you’re more of…I don’t know. Who’s the silliest character you can think of?”

Benoit hummed. “Clark Kent?”

“I said silliest character, not the character you’ve got the hots for!” you laughed. 

“Oh, come on! The whole glasses disguise? Seriously? No one ever thought, hey this guy looks kinda sorta similar to Superman? I refuse to believe that!”

“Not everyone is as brilliant as you, Benny boy,” you said. You took another sip of your drink. “God, I hate Superman. Remember that one time, when we were working a case together? The jewelry heist case?”

Benoit’s face turned red. He probably didn’t like thinking of that case very much. You couldn’t blame him, if you were being honest. You didn’t like to think of it, either. “You know I could never forget that case.”

“All I really remember of it is bein’ in the hospital. They had stupid Superman movie playing all the time. Man of Steel, or somethin’? I used to like it before, but god, a guy can only watch that shit so many times before it gets annoyin’. I swear, if I see Henry Cavill put on that super suit again, it’d be too soon.”

“I’d prefer to remember it as the day I realized I love you,” Benoit said. 

You let out a laugh. “What, it took me being on my death bed to realize you loved me?”

It had been a complete and utter disaster. It wasn’t often that you and Benoit worked together on a case. But this was a tough nut to crack, so Benoit invited you along, telling the client that if she wanted the case to be solved, it was imperative you be there, too. The client hadn’t really been willing, but recognized she had no real choice in the matter so she bit her tongue. After all, she wanted to make sure she was not the victim in the jewelry heist. 

Things had gone well enough, if you were being honest. After a few false starts and some misleading clues, you and Benoit were close to triumphant. But neither of you could have expected the suspect to have a gun, much less use it. 

He’d been aiming at Benoit. You panicked, your blood running cold. Before you could even think about what you were doing, you jumped and positioned yourself between Benoit and the bullet. It struck you, lodging itself in your side. You screamed as you fell, hitting the floor, hard. 

Pain practically blinded you as you reached up, touching your wound. When you pulled your hand away, it was sticky with blood. You lifted your head, seeing Benoit falling to his knees, his hand covering your wound, applying pressure. You twisted your head the best you could, watching as the suspect ran.

“Go,” you whispered. You couldn’t manage to make your voice any louder. Took too much energy. “You’re gonna lose him. We won’t get another chance like this.”

“I can’t lose you,” Benoit said. 

“I’ll be fine, go get him.”

“Don’t make me leave you,” Benoit whispered, leaning over you, his lips ghosting over your forehead. “I love you. I can’t lose you. I love you.”

“It was an emotional moment!” Benoit argued. “It ain’t strange for things to be revealed in times of high stress, you know.”

“I know,” you said. You reached over, grabbing his hand, giving it a squeeze. “I just hate that it took you so long. To think we might have gotten together a lot sooner if I told you I loved you when I realized.”

Benoit let out a laugh so loud it practically shook the walls of the kitchen. “Oh, come on. At least when I realized, it had a sort of morbid romantic edge. Yours was just me being an idiot!”

“Well, I love when you’re an idiot.”

It was the early days in your friendship. You and Benoit had often worked together back then, honing your detective skills, bouncing ideas off each other. It felt less like a job that way. It felt more like playing a game of Clue (despite Benny’s aversion to the game). In any case, it was more fun that way. Plus, it gave you and Benoit a chance to develop some more unconventional methods of solving cases. Which is exactly what you were doing. 

You and Benoit were working out how the victim may have died. You had narrowed down to a few different murder weapons that might have been it, but you and Benoit couldn’t quite figure out how it had happened. So, it was only natural that the two of you ran through some different scenarios in an effort to narrow some the possibilities. 

That was how you ended up straddling Benoit, who laid on his back on the floor, his hands above his head as if he were surrendering. Your breath caught in your throat at the position. You liked it—you like it a lot. But you forced yourself to ignore the thought about what it may be like if you were in this same position with a little less clothes. You had to remain professional. You had to. 

You raised your hand holding the prop knife, acting like you were going to drive it through Benoit’s chest. As you brought it down, the fake blade pushing itself into the handle, you frowned. This didn’t make sense. The victim had been fighting back, and this position didn’t give much opportunity to do it. “No, I don’t think it was like this. Here, trade places with me.”

You lifted yourself off of Benoit and laid on the floor. Benoit straddled you now. Your breath hitched as he reached down, his hands closing around your throat. 

“The victim had injuries on her hands, like someone’d been tryin’ to pry her hands off of ‘em,” Benoit said. 

“When the killer couldn’t do that, they kneed her in the stomach,” you continued, bring your leg up, pressing your knee into Benoit’s stomach. 

“And then—”

The door opened. There was a shout. Benoit lifted his head, his face tinted red as he looked at the person who walked inside. 

“Oh, god!” the person said. It was your client. Fuck. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean t-to see anything!”

“Oh, it’s not like that!” Benoit said. “We’re just tryin’ to act out the murder!”

You cleared your throat, trying to twist your head to look at her. “Totally normal. All the professionals do it.”

“I-I’ll leave you it then…”

She left as quick as she came, shutting the door behind you. As you and Benoit looked at each other again, you felt like your face was burning. 

“Um, so that seems like it was the way it happened…” you mumbled. 

“Right, right,” Benoit said, getting off of you. “Uh, with that done, we should start narrowing down the suspects, then.”

You nodded. “Yeah. Just give me a moment and I’ll be ready.”

Because, holy fuck, how could you be in a position like this and just expect to continue on as normal? 

“If you love your idiot so much then, how ‘bout you join me in the bath, then?” Benoit asked. “Gets a bit lonely in there, you know.”

Your snorted. “Fine. But we’re not staying there for a week, alright?”

“I’m sure I could convince you otherwise.”

“We’ll see.”

Oh, how you loved your silly little detective. 

[starryevermore]

Idk how many people have sent in asks now for Blanc, Ik you’ve recently opened requests up again, so don’t bother if you’re already overwhelmed 😂. Maybe Blanc trying to solve a case and brushing off reader (who’s getting paranoid over what they think is nothing) cause of the determinism. Reader becomes a target and Blanc doesn’t even realise (maybe until it’s too late).

a man’s pride ✧ benoit blanc

angst city™ library | send in a request (consult request faqs first)

request:Idk how many people have sent in asks now for Blanc, Ik you’ve recently opened requests up again, so don’t bother if you’re already overwhelmed 😂. Maybe Blanc trying to solve a case and brushing off reader (who’s getting paranoid over what they think is nothing) cause of the determinism. Reader becomes a target and Blanc doesn’t even realise (maybe until it’s too late). - anon

pairing: benoit blanc x male!reader

word count: 458

warnings?: implied character death, not proofread

Blanc raced through the house, panic striking through him. How could he be so foolish? How could he not see what was right in front of him? How could he miss all of the signs right in front of him? 

It was supposed to be a simple case. It lacked a lot of the nuance, of the twists and the turns, that the usual cases he picked up had. But it was a favor to you, one of his oldest friends. It was a simple burglary—that’s all it was supposed to be. Someone had broke into your house, left you rattled. The police weren’t doing anything, and you asked him to just poke around, to ease your worried mind. And of course he did. Of course he did. All signs pointed to the perpetrator being a stranger, someone who saw you had a few expensive things they wanted to nick. Everything was all wrapped up in a nice little bow. It was solved. 

But, you wouldn’t let it go. You kept asking questions, kept poking holes in the wrapping, saying that something was still going on. Something about how you felt like you were constantly being watched. Like a damn fool, Blanc dismissed you. Said that burglaries often leave victims rattled. Their safe space, their home, feels like it was violated. Of course you would be a little antsy. Of course you would see things that weren’t here. 

Damn him for being so prideful. 

In the aftermath, after the dust settled, Blanc began to sit back, think about the case. And he realized…He realized you were right. Things weren’t what they seemed to be. Something was wrong. Then, in the back of his mind, he remembered this guy you told Blanc you went on a couple of dates with, had brought over to your home a few times, how he’d said some things that freaked you out. Blanc thought about how the thefts seemed more like an afterthought. That much of the property destruction seemed like the perpetrator was looking for something…Or someone.

Blanc raced to your home. He prayed he would get there in time. 

But your home was eerily quiet. Near silent except for a set of footsteps running out the backdoor. Blanc ignored it. He needed to focus on you. Make sure you were okay. 

He found you in your home, face down on the floor, a pool of blood surrounding you. Blanc let out a sob as he stood over you. He fell to his knees, rolling you over, the life completely void from your eyes. 

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “I should’ve listened to you. I should have listened.”

But it was too late.

Damn him and damn his pride.

[starryevermore]

OMFG OKAY YOU ARE WRITING BLANC YESSSSS. please continue please. I have a single (could be multiple?) idea of Blanc and Reader having what reader thinks is a nice quiet moment and when Blanc hugs them he says “don’t move” and reader hears a gun click. Turns out murderer/suspect had an accomplice or something. Blanc protecting reader who is oblivious is just. Lord. Sweet.

in his arms ✧ benoit blanc

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request: OMFG OKAY YOU ARE WRITING BLANC YESSSSS. please continue please. I have a single (could be multiple?) idea of Blanc and Reader having what reader thinks is a nice quiet moment and when Blanc hugs them he says “don’t move” and reader hears a gun click. Turns out murderer/suspect had an accomplice or something. Blanc protecting reader who is oblivious is just. Lord. Sweet. - anon

pairing: benoit blanc x male!reader

word count: 513

warnings?: gun shot, ambiguous ending, angst?, not proofread

The second Benoit Blanc hugged you, you knew something was up. Because Benoit Blanc, in all the years you knew him, was not the kind of man who just hugged people. He was affectionate, of course, in his own way. But when it came to hugs, or hand-holding, or even a handshake, he tended to keep people a bit more at arms length. But, as you settled in his arms, all those thoughts flew out the window.

Because, well, maybe it was silly, but you thought you and Blanc were having a moment. When you hired him, your closest friend, to help you investigate some strange deaths at your company, it felt like…Something was there. Something beyond friendship, you mean. And after the case had been wrapped up, after the police carted off the perpetrator, it almost felt like Blanc had realized it, too. 

And now he was hugging you. 

But then…Why did he mutter in your ear—

“Don’t move.”

What was that supposed to mean? Was he saying that he wanted to stay in this moment forever, just like you? But then…Why did he sound so tense? The way he did when he hit a particularly difficult part of a puzzle? 

You lifted your gaze, your brows furrowed together. What were you missing? 

Then, you heard it. The click of a gun. 

“What—”

Blanc pushed you out of his arms, spinning you behind him. His hands raised, almost like a shield, as he looked at the woman with a gun. Oh shit. The case wasn’t as wrapped as you thought it was. 

“You don’t have to do this,” Blanc said, taking a step towards the woman. She shouted at him to stay back, and he stopped. “It’s over. Your partner was caught. If you do what you’re about to do, you’re only going to make things worse for yourself.”

Your breath caught in your throat as the gun turned to you. 

“It’s already over for me. Why shouldn’t I go out swinging?” the woman spat.

“You have a chance to do the right thing. Don’t waste it.”

“There’s nothing left for me now.”

What happened next felt like it was running in slow motion. The woman fired the gun. The bullet hurtled at you. Blanc was jumping in front of you. Blanc was jumping in front of you? He fell to the ground. The woman ran. You fell to your knees. Blood oozed from the wound. You pressed down on it, trying to slow the bleeding. 

“You shouldn’t have done that,” you sobbed.

“I promised to protect you,” Blanc said. He reached up, patting your hand. “I would make that jump every time if it meant you would be okay.”

“Don’t. Don’t,” you said. “You can’t just risk your life like that. You’re too important.”

“You’re important, too.” Blanc coughed. He shut his eyes, let out a shuddering breath. He looked at you. “Promise me you’ll remember that.”

“Don’t talk like you’re dying. You’re not dying!” But…he didn’t say anything. “Blanc? Blanc!”

You didn’t stop crying that night.

[bonkwosher]

Drunk Benoit Blanc Headcanons

GIF By: my-sleepy-mind-in-the-stars

Warnings: Characters being drunk, very little suggestive content

Inspired By: @jasminesfury "Drunk Prompts"

Drunk Benoit Blanc Headcanons

Warnings: Characters being drunk, very little suggestive content

Heavily Drunk Benoit (Once in a blue moon)

Benoit Blanc is totally a loud & proud affectionate drunk. On the rare occasion, he gets really drunk at a get-together you have to stop him from sharing classified case information.

"Now the police think that it's Madelyn, but I KNOW-" "Benoit!" you shout, standing right next to him with his arm wrapped around your waist. "Did someone call my name?"

When he's not rambling to his close friends about his career he is holding you tight & letting you & everyone in the city know how great of a partner you are.

"Marta! Marta, did you meet my boyfriendddddd?" Benoit drags his words & pulls your back to his chest & chuckles. "Benoit you sound like a schoolgirl." "I have met Y/N, you introduced me to them earlier."

When you sit at the dinner table (Benoit would never allow himself to get this drunk in public, gotta protect his image) among all your friends, Benoit keeps a hand rested on your thigh. Occasionally he'll give you a big squeeze & quickly turn his head to you, wearing the most childish, smug grin.

Within twenty seconds of being left by himself he'll have a group of people surrounding him, listening to him ramble like toddlers at story time. It's not the most coherent thing but you can't say it isn't adorable.

When he notices you're watching he points at you & yells "There he is! Y/N helped me solve this case actually, come here, come tell them how amazing you are!"

Benoit returns his arm to its place around your hips & pulls you close, you quickly take whatever alcohol he got into while you were away. Humoring him, you continue his story where you were a fresh pair of eyes on his case.

As soon as you leave the party Benoit crashes & becomes super cuddly. You have to practically drag him to the bedroom & throw him on the bed. You climb in next to him & he spoons you, murmuring random praises.

Buzzed Benoit

That being the extreme, the usual is the two of you sharing a glass of wine after he successfully solves a case. Sometimes he'll be so caught up in the idea of celebrating with you that he forgets to tell you he's coming home.

Benoit knocks on your shared home's front door, managing to surprise you every time with a glass of wine from wherever his case was & a travel bag in hand. After sharing loving embraces Benoit turns on some classical music & pops open the bottle of wine, pouring you each a glass.

"Tell me everything!" makes his lips curl into a huge smile.

A couple glasses in & deep down the rabbit hole that was his case, the feeling of finally being home again sets in. His smile softens & he looks down to your hands, that rest on the table as you lean in to listen to his wonderful rambling.

"Benoit, are you okay?"

He doesn't respond, simply getting up & offering you his hand. You take it & he pulls you into a wordless waltz, the both of you just enjoying each other's presence.

As you pull away from each other, much to both of your chagrin, Benoit peacefully states, "I'm absolutely wonderful, Y/N."

[bonkwosher]

love the prompt list! what about 38 with benny blanc? 😇

A/N: Yes, of course! Thank you so much for requesting! I was going to do another Glass Onion inspired one but decided to not do another one like that for this one. I accidentally went too far & now it's all sad with a happy ending.

Prompt: 38. Craving their company after a stressful day

Contains: Angst, Benoit cries (AHHHHH), mention of a gun, near-death experience, short one shot

Pairing(s): Benoit Blanc x GN!Reader

Benoit got in his car & let out a huff. It wasn't really of anger, more like... letting go of a breath he didn't know he was holding. He almost died today. An officer was chasing the suspect in his direction. The yelling of the officer made him turn around, he was just looking at some bootprints with another officer. He was too late, the man hurdled into Benoit & caught him off guard. The man pulled Benoit in front of him & held a gun to his head. He froze as the man yelled at the surrounding officers & the next ten seconds felt like years as his mind raced to you. He thought he'd never see you again. A gunshot launched him out of his frozen state, he put his hand to his head where the gun had rested. He was fine. Benoit looked up to see an officer with his gun pointed out towards him, smoke emitting from it. He quickly turned to see the man behind him dead on the floor. Now he's here, alone in his car. A knock caught his attention, making him jump & turn to the side.

"I didn't mean to scare you, Blanc. Just wanted to check if you want a ride, you seem really shaken."

He did just have a gun pointed at him, not like the officer meant it so harshly. Benoit placed his hand on the wheel & forced a tight-lipped smile.

"I'm fine, officer. Thank you."

"Alright Blanc, I'm sorry all that happened. If you need any resources for therapy I'm sure our receptionist can set you up."

Benoit was bouncing his leg, desperate to get home, "I'll look into that, thank you, officer."

With that, the officer let him go & Benoit pulled out & onto the road. Despite being eager to get home he was very careful while driving. He had to make it home to you in one piece. He found himself checking the rearview mirror to make sure no one was behind him. Soon enough, you heard the sound of keys at the door before Benoit walked in.

"Hey, baby! I'm watching (favorite tv show) right now, come join me!" You spoke excitedly from your spot on the couch.

Benoit walked over to you & picked you up like it was nothing. You protested, claiming you didn't want to miss your show but he was quiet & didn't let go. He brought you to your shared room & laid you down on the bed before climbing in & laying on top of you, his head buried in your chest. He hugged your waist tightly & took a deep breath.

"Benoit, baby, what's wrong?"

That broke him, he started bawling his eyes out & his grip grew tighter. He told you everything that happened & you returned the tight hug, in pure disbelief of the words he told you. Benoit sits up, straddling your hips & crying like a baby, you sit up with him.

"& I-I- thought I'd never see you again. You were all I thought about & I just wanted you to hug me & say it would all be alright."

To say you'd never seen Benoit like this was an understatement. He was the one that helped others, wiped their tears & solved their problems. You were glad that he felt like he could be not okay around you & talk about his feelings. You brush your thumbs across his cheeks to wipe his face. His eyes were growing red & they snapped to look at you.

"I love you, Benoit. I'm so sorry that this all happened, I'm here to help however I can. Even if that is just cuddles & listening, I will do anything for you."

"Thank you, Y/N. You are my world."

The two of you cuddled & talked for hours. He felt safe in your arms & you in his. You turned on soft music & put on a bath for him (His favorite /j) & offered to leave him be to relax.

"No, Y/N- Please stay."

So you did. You didn't want to get in the bath so you pulled up a chair next to him & read a book aloud. He admitted that your voice was incredibly soothing in this moment. Benoit asked for a back massage after a while & you happily obliged, feeling a little bad when you felt how tense his back was. After the bath, you two finally headed to bed.

[bonkwosher]

Benoit Blanc x Assistant!Reader ~ Reader Gets Hurt

GIF by: h-yuki

Warnings: Blood, Gun, Reader is shot

A/N: I'm still new to writing in third person but thought I'd give it a shot.

The one moment he stepped away from you. Benoit walked across the room to grab some evidence that sat on the table during his big rant about how the suspect was truly the killer.

"& if you look here, Tropper Wagner, this piece-"

A click makes Benoit freeze, he knew that click from the many times he'd been in proximity of cops & a dangerous suspect. It was the cocking of a gun. The fear was not as much for himself as it was for you, alone on the other side of the room, next to the killer.

"It would be best if you stopped talking, Mr. Blanc," Johnathan, the suspect, spoke with a smirk.

Benoit raised his hands above his head & turned to see the gun that rested in Johnathan's hand was pointed at him. A mental sigh went through his mind as he realized you were safe. Yeah, you were supposed to be just an assistant but he had already grown to have feelings for you.

"Now, Johnathan. I don't think you really want this, there's two officers behind me. You can't kill all three of us before one of them kills you."

You eyed the gun quietly, thinking Benoit was making a distraction so you could jump the man. Little did you know, that was the last thing he wanted you to do.

"I've killed four people already, what's three more?" Johnathan spoke before turning to you, "Don't think I've forgotten about you either, sweetheart."

Benoit took a step forward & was met with the gun racing back to face him. He was not going to be able to do anything. As Johnathan ranted about how he killed his previous victims, affirming everything you & Blanc had uncovered, you took a step behind him. He didn't notice. Another step. He continued ranting. Benoit didn't bother to glance at you, afraid it would get you caught, only acknowledging you in his peripheral vision.

'Please don't, Y/N,' Benoit pleaded in his mind.

You lunged at Johnathan & pushed the gun to the ground, a bullet pierced the floor as the trigger was pulled. You had successfully caught him off guard. You tackled Johnathan to the floor, landing on top of him & struggling to hold the firearm down. Benoit wanted to run to you but Trooper Wagner was holding him back to keep him out of shooting range.

"Let me go- I need to help him!"

"Benoit, you can't. Johnathan could break free & shoot you!"

"What about Y/N?!"

At that moment a couple shots fired going into the wall behind you. You slammed your fist down onto Johnathan's wrist & he yelled in pain, letting go of the gun. You slide it across the room & turned to the officers that were holding Benoit back, "Lieutenant, I need some handcuffs over here!"

Lieutenant Elliot ran to you & restrained Johnathan. You stood up, proud of yourself for protecting everyone & walking up to Benoit. He grabbed your arms tightly & you could see pure fear in his eyes.

"Are you hurt? I can't believe you did that, I would never insult you but that action was incredibly stupid!"

The rambling felt distant & you sort of mindlessly stared at Benoit's coat. You noticed him looking down then back up at you before feeling really dizzy. Within seconds your legs felt weak & you fell into Benoit's arms.

"Oh lord. Stay with me, Y/N. Trooper Wagner, Y/N was shot get a first aid kit now!"

Trooper Wagner darted out of the room & Benoit pulled you down to the floor with him. His hand quickly moved to your hip, covering a bullet wound you must have missed in the heat of the moment. As Benoit applied pressure to the wound, you finally felt the pain. Benoit shushed you quietly as you winced & apologized over & over. Trooper Wagner returned with the first aid kit & help Benoit pull out the bandages.

"Call an ambulance & get the suspect in custody with Elliot, I'll take care of Y/N," Benoit attempted to sound calm in effort to not scare you with his own fear.

As soon as Trooper Wagner, Elliot, & Johnathan left the room his hands became a little shakey. He lifted your shirt & replaced his hand with a bandage & applied one to the exit wound before wrapping your stomach with bandage wrap.

"Are you feeling alright? I shouldn't have let you do that, I shouldn't have let you come here. I just-"

"Benoit, it's okay. I chose to protect you."

"I'm thankful for that but I didn't want you to get hurt. This is my fault for-"

You grabbed Benoit's tie pulling him down to your level. You stopped when your noses were about to touch. Benoit let out a shakey, heavy sigh.

"Y/N, I- Do you-"

"Yes."

Benoit placed his hand on the small of your back & pulled you up to meet his lips. Sirens could now be heard getting close outside. Benoit now knew you'd be safe & his hands began to shake less. From this day forward, though, you will be babied so much more on cases.

Bonus:

Benoit walked out of the hospital room to see Trooper Wagner & Lieutenant Elliot waiting to hear if you were okay.

"Y/N's fine, I hate this stupid state."

"What?" Trooper Wagner asked, 'get well soon' flowers in hand.

"First Ransom almost kills Marta, now this? I swear I'm never coming back here."

[bonkwosher]

hi me again 👋🏾 i had the idea with benoit where basically he’s having a hard time during the pandemic (what we saw in the movie) but his partner—although worried about him— knows it’s his way of dealing with this so they’re not angry or upset, they just want him to be alright. when Helen comes and Benoit has the idea of going to Greece, he suddenly gets all excited again because he has something to work on. And when he comes back, that’s when he realizes he’s been “terrible” to his s/o and he just goes and apologizes/thanks them for putting up with him even though they didn’t have to. i saw you reblogged a prompt list as well so maybe you could use n.28? he brings a small souvenir from Greece and he’s just all cute and very very sorry but his s/o is just glad he’s okay and loves him no matter what ❤️‍🩹

Warnings: Angst I guess

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: This is the one shot that I lost & had to rewrite so I'm sorry if it's shit or whatever (I'm peeved rn & trying to remember everything before I forget it.)

You woke up again, still surprised by waking up alone. Benoit must've woken up early & rushed to the guest bathroom before you could catch him. Deep down he knew it upset you but he was distracted by his mind traveling a mile a minute with nothing to focus on. So he read, book after book surrounding the bathtub. You decided to make both of you some breakfast & headed to the kitchen. You heard Benoit rambling about the latest mystery novel he was reading. You opened up your recipe book & started breakfast.

After things started cooking you pulled out your phone, opening the group chat you had recently made. It was comprised of you & some of Benoit's recent friends. You couldn't get through to Benoit but they chatted sometimes so it was your only way to check on him. Admittedly, you liked the support you were lacking from Benoit. It was small but it helped so much to know you had people that cared.

Y/N L/N: Guys, day 7 in the bathtub. I don't know what to do at this point.

It took a minute for them to reply, in the pandemic that amazed you. But soon the chat filled with text bubbles.

"Benoit's Kareem": Oh god, don't worry we'll call him. We can get him to play some games or something.

"Benoit's Natasha": Yeah how about quiplash? I love that game.

"Benoit's Steve": Or Among Us, Benoit has to be good at that one.

"The Miss Angela Lansbury": Oh yes, that sounds wonderful. Let's call on zoom right now.

"Benoit's Natasha": Alright, I just need a minute.

Y/N L/N: Thank you guys so much, it means a lot that you do this for him.

"The Miss Angela Lansbury": Of course, Y/N. It means we get to hang out with your wonderful partner more. How could we say no to that?

With that you closed your phone & let out a sigh, turning to put the now-cooked food on a plate. Over quarantine, you had decided to take up baking & cooking. It kept you sane. You would make every meal by yourself, listening to music in your headphones or humming to yourself before delivering a plate to Benoit. You'd set it down beside him then sit out in the hallway against the wall waiting for him to try it. Each time he'd murmur about how it was delicious & perfect. If you ever tried to sit in with him he'd get upset saying 'he can't focus with your eyes on him' so this is the best you get. You opened the bathroom door & gave Benoit a warm smile, plate of food in hand.

"Good morning, baby," you spoke cheerily.

"What- oh, mornin' Y/N," Benoit set his book down, "Thank you."

You leaned in & placed a light kiss on Benoit's forehead, which was currently adorning a fez for whatever reason, "I love you."

"Mm, 'love you," Benoit sounded like his mind was elsewhere so you decided to let him stay there.

The sound of a zoom call ringtone played as you walked out of the bathroom. He answered that's good at least. He gets to talk with his friends. You sat down at the kitchen island & pulled out your phone to doom scroll. It must've been around ten minutes when a knock at the door pulled you from your thoughts.

"Get that would ya?" Benoit yelled.

You hummed a short 'mhmm' as you walked towards the entrance to your home. You grabbed a mask off the desk before opening the front door. It was a weird sight. A small woman with a large, black box.

"Hello... how can I help you?"

"Is this Benoit Blanc's residence," the woman asked.

You decided to press for reasoning considering you are with a man who has put many dangerous people in prison.

"Why do you ask?" Well his office was closed & I really need to speak with him. It's urgent, please."

With that you caved, she couldn't be dangerous & the box all but scared you. You led the woman who introduced herself as Helen to the balcony where she could wait, leaving a couple baked goods on the table. After that you found yourself standing in front of the guest bathroom door. You knocked a couple times.

"Oh- Y/N, not right now. I-"

"There's a woman here that needs your help, Benoit. She said your office was closed & she needs to talk to you."

"Oh!" You hear Benoit hang up his call & scramble behind the door.

That feeling. Jealousy, hurt. You were upset that Benoit so easily got up to talk to someone else but not you. The bathroom door opened & Benoit appeared in one of his robes.

"Where is she?" Excitement laced his words.

"The balcony."

Benoit ran off towards the balcony & greeted the woman with the flair of swinging open the double doors. You sat at the kitchen counter once more & told yourself you weren't staring... but you were. Although through glass, this was the most you'd seen him in the past week. Within minutes he quickly rushed inside & towards your bedroom.

"Helen, we should get ready now! Do you need a suitcase?"

'A suitcase?'

You followed Benoit to the bedroom where he had already laid out luggage & began picking out outfits. He held a blue & white striped bathing suit against him & smiled, "Oh this is exciting."

"Benoit?"

"Oh! Y/N, I didn't see you there. Want to help me pack?"

"Pack for where?"

"Greece, of course!"

He spoke like you were present in his previous conversation. For some reason, he was upsetting you more & more in this moment alone. You clenched your first feeling like you were ready to blow. Deep breath. Your eyes fluttered shut & you let out a sigh. He's happy, & that's all that matters right now. You know this is all because he feels trapped in this tiny apartment & you can't blame him. You walk over to the closet & pull out a sweater & some pants.

"This would look good on you," you point out.

"Yes, this will do wonderfully! Thank you so much, Y/N! God, I love you."

Benoit pulled you into a hug & in that moment, you almost cried. It felt like forever since you had hugged or even heard those three words grace his lips. Maybe this will fix things. Benoit changed then left with Helen. You would be alone for a couple days, he said. Only a couple more days. You wished you could go with him. Benoit withheld the detail that it wouldn't be safe, not wanting to worry you. Making the excuse that he wouldn't want to risk you getting sick, he convinced you to stay. Plus, maybe he just needed his own adventure.

Benoit watched as Miles Bron was taken into custody. A smile crept up onto his face as Miles argued with the police. Helen walked up behind him & glanced at her watch.

"Ready to go home?" She asked in her real voice.

Home. You. Benoit realized everything he had been doing. Locking himself away hurt you. He brought his hands to his face as each time he shooed you away played in his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Y/N- my boyfriend. I wasn't the best partner after the pandemic started."

"You better make it up to him, that man is an angel. I tried one of those muffins he made before we left- perfection."

"Yeah," Benoit's mind was already racing thinking about the perfect gift.

You were watching (insert tv show) when a knock hit the door.

"Leave packages at the door please!" You yelled, not wanting to get up from your spot.

The knocks persisted. You sighed before pausing the tv & got up out of your little comfy spot on the couch. You slipped on a mask & opened the door talking before looking up, "Benoit isn't here right n-"

You paused when you saw him standing in front of you, a bouquet & gift bag in hand, "Speak of the devil."

Benoit wordlessly pulled you into a tight hug. You forgot you two could even be this close. You wrapped your arms around his neck & let out a soft chuckle.

"Where'd this come from?"

"Speaking of the devil, I have been one lately. Haven't I?"

You guided your boyfriend inside, "Benoit, no-"

"Y/N you don't have to lie. I was in a rough place but I shouldn't have shut you out. You keep me happy & I'm such an idiot."

"I understand, okay. Did your trip give you your much-needed break?"

"Yes, darling. I-I got you a gift online but it wasn't coming in time so I grabbed you a small gift. It's stupid, I- just take it."

Benoit shoved the gift bag in your direction & his cheeks turned beet red. You opened the pretty black bag to see a mug with greek characters on it.

"What does it say?"

"I tried to find one in english but it was this little mom & pop shop & who I presume was the 'mom' kept yelling at me in greek. I couldn't understand anything. Someone told me it says 'World's Best Boyfriend.'"

"Awe, thank you."

"You are the world's best boyfriend, Y/N, for putting up with me."

You chuckled, "If that makes me the world's best boyfriend I have a pretty easy job."

You pulled Benoit in for another tight hug. You were glad to have him back.

Note: I totally think after this Benoit would bring you "World's Best Boyfriend" mugs in every language from his trips.

[heliads]

Hey

Can I ask how many fics do you have lined up? And what are they? I'm not sure if I should request cause I don't want to overwhelm you.

great question! i currently have 45 fics in the queue and they are as follows:

rooster x reader (enemies to lovers)

genya safin x male!reader (reader is a squaller, is tortured by the darkling instead of genya during siege and storm)

platonic benoit blanc x reader (part two of existing fic, benoit discovers fatherhood)

tom!peter parker x reader (reader forgets peter, one sided enemies to lovers)

thomas x reader (reader is happy in the maze but not in the scorch)

tom!peter x male!reader (reader undoes strange's spell on his memories)

theo raeken x hale!reader (hales are overprotective)

four x reader (reader is struggling in dauntless, four helps)

kaz brekker x reader (based on the song 'later never comes')

minho x reader (there is a pond in the deadheads, reader + minho swim + confess)

luke castellan x reader (reader is percy's older sibling and only claimed bc of percy, doesn't like that)

tewkesbury x reader (reader is a matchstick girl)

3am chapter 1: didn't see the news (nikolai modern au continued)

kaz brekker x reader (soulmates au)

3am chapter 2: all over now (nikolai modern au continued)

newt x reader (reader is dating newt, the other gladers question him about it)

3am chapter 3: my hand was the one you reached for (nikolai modern au)

nikolai lantsov x reader (nikolai and reader fall in love with each other but fell in love when they were both pirates tailored to look differently)

3am chapter 4: if you don't recognize yourself, that means you did it right (nikolai modern au)

tewkesbury x reader (childhood best friends to lovers)

3am chapter 5: the system's breaking down (nikolai modern au)

tom!peter parker x reader (peter thinks he and reader are dating, reader is oblivious and doesn't realize it)

3am chapter 6: i miss who i used to be (nikolai modern au)

nikolai lantsov x reader (marriage of convenience)

3am chapter 7: the slowest way is never loving them enough (nikolai modern au)

bones x reader (star trek royalty/bodyguard au)

andrew!peter parker x reader (reader is a telepath and knows peter is crushing on them but peter won't say anything)

prince caspian x reader (rivals to lovers)

tom!peter parker x reader (reader makes the active choice to not forget him)

peter hayes x reader (i hate everyone but you trope)

tom!peter parker x male!reader (dating headcanons, reader has powers)

kai parker x male!reader (power couple)

andrew!peter x male!reader (combined requests reader is smart but busy and their time commitment issues cause them to break up + peter has an outburst bc reader keeps cancelling dates for work)

four x reader (reader is afraid of needles)

scott mccall x male!reader (scott has a savior complex and reader confronts him about it)

tom!peter parker x male!reader (reader puts himself into danger to protect peter)

stiles stilinski x male!reader (stiles puts himself into danger even though he can't heal, which annoys reader)

pierre gasly x reader (reader is very focused on driving and pierre is pierre, he is dared to get reader to fall in love with him, trouble ensues)

andrew!peter parker x male!reader (reader can manipulate reality, peter has doubts about what is real)

lydia martin x reader (reader is smart, enemies/rivals to lovers)

jason grace x reader (reader is a daughter of hecate, they're all on the argo 2)

tony stark x reader (dating tony headcanons)

kaz brekker x reader (reader was childhood friends w nikolai but was kidnapped and saved by the crows, fell in love with kaz)

finnick odair x reader (dating finnick headcanons)

tony stark x reader (soulmate au)

[heliads]

Hello ! If I may ask, what requests do you have lined up? 😁

excellent question! fics in my queue are posted on odd days and go until december 3 (which definitely does not stress me out aaa)

newt x reader (modern au)

ag!peter parker x male!reader (reader's been crushing on peter for a while but he's getting over gwen)

platonic benoit blanc x reader (benoit experiences the need for fatherhood)

bucky barnes x reader (soulmates au)

tewkesbury x reader (they talk, there's only one bed)

platonic avengers x teen!reader (they tell her to stay behind on a mission but they get kidnapped so she has to save them)

newt x reader (modern au, the pitfalls of monopoly (the game))

four x reader (tris causes problems)

clove x reader (reader is a peacemaker deciding to defect to the rebels)

thomas x reader (magic/medieval au)

platonic four x reader (reader is also from abnegation)

pietro maximoff x reader (they have an argument after she puts herself in danger to protect him)

nikolai lantsov x reader (NOT a request but i was listening to bejeweled by taylor swift and...hear me out... modern au where nik's an actor and reader is a singer and they're put together for a pr relationship so they don't cause problems anymore but they fall for each other but of course it's all fake and i kind of want to make it a series but it's not really like i have the kind of time necessary to do that... we'll see, alright?)

wyatt lykensen x reader (wyatt gets jailed, look man idk someone on wattpad sent it in)

druig x reader (deep angst where druig loved reader but left for a decade or two and is stunned when reader had to move on)

nikolai lantsov x reader (childhood friends to lovers)

avengers x reader (reader is short)

platonic willa lykensen x sister!reader (willa has a sister and is overprotective)