#c:benny

[gradiansamevans]

enriquebobenny​:

Well, Gradian is definitely a change of scenery. Missing the simple beach life already. Also what is it with this weather? Is it always this cold?

Originally posted by kuwentista

It is always this cold and I am not a fan.

Well, Gradian is definitely a change of scenery. Missing the simple beach life already. Also what is it with this weather? Is it always this cold?

[jamesxkingsley]

  “You are really quiet today Benny,” Jamie said with his hands in his pocket as he and his younger brother walked to grab some food. Jamie always made sure to spend time with his siblings, even them grown up he still sometimes acted like a parent, always wanting to be there for them. It was hard sometimes but he knew he had to let them be their own person, he needed to learn how to be less of a parent and more of a big brother. 

The weather was nice. Benny and Jamie were very close, they were the ones that always help him with wounds after he had gotten hurt and also when he was in a low place and self destructive. He hated that his brother had to carry a lot of secrets and they knew the secrets of being a Kingsley and the price as well. “Come on. Are you still mad at Ashton?” @benisnokingsley​

[wanderinginternethippie-blog]

@strangetrailrps

it was their first night together, allt he boxes had been unpacked, and everything was finally settled. olivia got out of class early and decided to pick up dinner for the two of them, she spent the whole evening cooking, awaiting benny’s arrival. olivia isn’t typically a cook, but she found a recipe on pinterest, and once she set her mind to something, olivia did it. cooking with a glass of wine, she heard the door open, smiling as she waited for his face to come into view, “welcome home, honey” she greeted in a teasing manner, “you’d be pleased to know, i cooked and didn’t burn the apartment down, and i’ve only had a glass of wine” pouring him a glass, “we’re just waiting on the chicken” 

[boysofcapture]

Benny’s world had always been rather ordinary and mundane. Living in a small and rather quiet town where most people knew each other rather well and local businesses were everywhere and nothing all that special happened. Having finished school last year Benny was now working on the family farm as always intended just like his father. He worked the fields, took care of the animals and did whatever manual labor was required of him. It wasn’t exactly an exciting life but it was simple and stable and really Benny hadn’t known any better. He’d been in town that day to pick up a few supplies and groceries when two men had approached him. They were older than Benny but still considered young, probably in their twenties with big smiles and asking for directions.

 They seemed friendly enough and Benny was far too naive and oblivious to see the glint in their eyes or the way they kept looking him over like a prize they had their eyes on. So he gave them directions as best he could, pointing in the direction they needed to go and was halfway through talking about where to turn off on the road next when suddenly a hand was on his mouth and before he could even react he was being grabbed and lifted up. At this point the yelling and struggling happened, but it meant nothing as the two rather strong young men carried him a short distance to what seemed to be like some large, expensive four by four car. He tried to call for help, to yell and get someone to notice but it was useless with his yells muffled and his struggles easily contained and on this small, quiet street there wasn’t anyone who could notice this let alone see it for themselves. 

As the door slammed shut behind him, he felt one of the guys still in the back and holding him down while the other one got in the front seat. Seeing his chance Benny tried his best to fight back, almost pulling free for a second before he was pinned down and found a cloth being pressed against his lips, smothering him as the chemicals hit him and he realized it was chloroform as he tried to struggle again and pull away but with every passing second he felt himself getting weaker and weaker and his consciousness began to slip away; not before feeling a hand stroking through his hair and murmuring about how ‘perfect’ he was and how he was ‘just what he’d been looking for’ before the darkness took him. The next time Benny found himself coming to his vision was all out of sorts, things fading in and out as he was carried through some kind of hallway. Had he been more aware of himself he’d realized he’d been stripped of his clothing other than his boxers as his lean and surprisingly toned, compact frame on display. The sound of doors opening filled his ears and he could feel a light in the large room as they entered which caused him to close his eyes and wince as he was still trying to adjust. His pliant and groggy self couldn’t and didn’t fight back as he was hoisted out of whoever was carrying him and positioned on his knees as he heard a voice behind him call out. “This is who we said we’d bring to you, we could not resist. He is everything you’ve ever said you wanted, he was perfect” The voice said in a murmured tone from behind Benny who finally had enough of a focused vision and awareness to lift his head and look up at whoever or whatever might be in front of him.

[thesamcave]

The Babadook

Title: The Babadook

Author: thenanahunter

Characters: Benny Lafitte x Reader

Word Count: 1005

Prompts: Benny x female reader, Blood!Kink, The Babadook (2014), and “You’re my one exception.”

Warnings: Mentions of Blood, Suggestive of Female Receiving Oral, Vampire stuff, and general creepiness.

Author’s Notes: So, I FINALLY finished this, and it’s only 11 days overdue. I wrote this for @roxy-davenport for her Lexie’s SPN Birthday Celebration! A big thanks to @madamelibrarian for beta-ing this for me. I hope you guys like it, and Happy Belated Birthday, Lexie!

The sight of Benny standing on your doorstep in the middle of the night made your heart leap in a mixture of fear, anticipation, and excitement. You knew what his presence meant. Forever, and the end.

If it’s in a word, or it’s in a look…

The vampire slowly turned to the closed door, hearing your shuffling on the other side. He lifted his head to look at the external side of the door’s peephole. It was an intense look. Hungry. Thirsty.

“Hey there, cher,” he spoke just loud enough for you to hear him, “Did ya miss me?”

...you can’t get rid of the babadook…

His rich and lazy, Southern drawl caused bigger chills to run down your spine than the chill from the Winter night air that flowed through the gap under the door, and nipped at your bare toes. The light of the moon almost glinted off the exposed whites of his toothy smirk.

“How did you find me?” you breathed out knowing he’d hear you, your grip on the door handle tightening.

If you’re really clever and you know what it is to see…

“You didn’t make it very hard for me to track you down. The clues had made it pretty easy,” he answered, stepping forward out of the sight.

You stood your ground as he approached, only mere inches of wood separating him from you. You had no idea what ‘clues’ he was referring to.

“Impossible. When I left, I took everything. There was no way that there was something I’d left behind that you’d have been able to use to track me down,” you countered.

Then you can make friends with a special one, a friend of you and me.

“Oh, but you did, Sugar. See for yourself.” Benny pulled a small, empty vial from his pocket that looked like it had contained a red liquid, and held it between his fingers in view of the peephole. He knew that your curiosity would get the better of you. “You tasted so sweet on the way here, sugar. I can’t wait to get in there and taste you. So wet and warm for me,” he purred.

“But I didn’t track you down by scent and blood alone.” He tucked the vial away and shrugged up his jacket. “I had the help from a certain plaid clad hunter.”

His name is Mister Babadook…

Cat should have been your middle name, because you could never resist the temptation of a ‘what if’. Looking out the peephole again your heart sank a little. Of course. Of course he would have kept some of the blood you’d given for him when he was in need. And what easier way to track down someone than with their blood.

Dean. You thought bitterly. He was the only one that would have helped the vampire, considering Sam’s continued dislike for the vamp.

A rumbling sound then 3 sharp knocks.

The knocking on the door startled you out of your thoughts and you stumbled backwards away from it.

ba Ba-ba DOOK! DOOK! DOOK!

The pounding and subsequent crash as wood met wood drew a yelp from your throat, sending you around the corner to the hall leading to your bedroom.

That’s when you know that he’s around. You’ll see him if you look.

You waited, but didn’t hear any footsteps. Not being able to help it, you slowly peeked back, hoping that maybe he’d gone, changed his mind and left you alone. You didn’t have the kind of luck. Slowly, his moonlit silhouette came into view and you  held back a gasp, wishing you could silence your heart as well.

This is what he wears on top. He’s funny, don’t you think?

Benny took three slow steps into your home, removed his cap, and gave you a direct grin. “How nice of you, cher, to let me in.”

The gasp came out then, and you darted to your room, slamming the door behind you. For every two of the haunting steps that neared the bedroom, you took one step back until calves met firm mattress.

See him in your room at night. And you won’t sleep a wink.

Footsteps gave way to silence. Silence was interrupted by drawn out creaking of metal hinges. Benny stood in the doorway, eyes darting around of the room before landing on you, lips pulled into a smirk.

I’ll soon take off my funny disguise...

Benny started to cross the room toward you, slowly slipping out of his jacket, hat already discarded in another part of the house. The jacket landed soundlessly on the carpet and were soon joined by soft thumps of boots. The vampire was in front of you now. Strong, old hands reaching out to wrap around your frame to pull you close.

The room was silent as you stared into each other's eyes. Playtime was over. He looked down at you with a soft, loving smile, and swept a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

“You ready for me make good on my promise, cher?” he asked, his thumb running over your pulse point.

“I thought you said that you’d never turn me?” You looked up at him with surprised eyes. Was he serious? Did he really mean it?

“You’re my one exception.” He replied softly and completely serious.

“Then, yes,” you breathed out, and pulled him down to kiss him deeply. You tried to pass every feeling of love, loyalty, and forever into the kiss, while ignoring the scratch of his beard. You would focus on that later when it was burning soft skin lower on your body.

And once you see what’s underneath…

Benny lifted you from the floor and playfully tossed you onto your bed, grinning as you bounced. He grabbed the bottom of his shirt, and pulled it over his head. When his face came back into view, all of his teeth were out, and he gave a growl before pouncing onto the bed after you.

YOU’RE GOING TO WISH YOU WERE DEAD.

[burialtalks]

@streetrattelekinetic

   “Hey, slim. Y’wanna make some quick cash? Legal-like, long as we’re in and out.” Yup, that’s the glimmer of interest in her eyes; Benny soldiered on. “Need you to throw a brick or somethin’ through yonder window.” And then, almost reluctantly, to seem just a bit less sketchy, “I’m a security contractor. Need to make sure things’re wired up properly.” ‘Course, it was wired up to an ice-rune cut into the concrete like so many panes of glass, but she didn’t need to know that. “One-fifty, in and out in five minutes. Whaddaya say?”

[tedhaternumber1]

C:Benny looks like he qalks into a room and goes "EY HEY HEY!!!"

B:*walks into room* EY HEY HEY!!!

C:ITS TRUE???

[queen-tris-ryan]

Tris looked at her, shook her head and remained silent.

queen-tris-ryan :

“Thank God spring break is almost here”

Hearing the girls voice caused Mackenzie to roll her eyes. Her head rose slowly as she made eye contact with the brunette, but it was only for a moment before her eyes settled back on her phone. “Yup,”

[stella--ashford]

Savannah punched the bag one more time before turning to the guy, “Okay, was that round any faster?” She walked over and sat down next to him and the timer. Trying to get her breathing under control she turned to him, slightly out of breath still. “So when are you gonna get in there with me?” @brcisedbci

[ctrlnoah]

bennyfck replied to your post:

That moment when you realize you’ll be an uncle ☺️

Ben, I’m not even in a relationship. You’re not going to be an uncle anytime soon, quiet.

[musicissomyliferpblog]

Benny The Death Eater

sean o'pry - twenty-five - obliviator

Actual human disaster Benny does not have a last name yet. Just that he's a Death Eater. The only problem is he doesn't want to be one. More like his older brother(s) forced because clearly that is what purebloods do in his family; join organizations that are all for blood purity and the extermination of a sizable portion of the magical community. Except huge problem is that Benny isn't exactly for that. Nope. He's more like the chill person in the corner not wanting the attention or the dealings with the Death Eaters. He's more of the "why can't we get along" brand of people, former Hufflepuff, and really just wanting to live quietly with his dogs and hopefully a lovely boyfriend who doesn't exactly know about the whole Death Eater thing. Not yet. Or won't mind it much. Yup.

[tommy-tyler-blog]

PARTY PARTY PARTY | Tommy & Amelia & Benny

Benny! Happy Birthday! 

[phoskios]

this would be my 100% not serious behind the scenes picture. the things you can't see in my gifs....

[burialtalks]

@red-thread-hunter

   Nope. Sword-girl. Girl with sword. Girl with sword and a twitchy kinda expression. While Benny was pretty confident in her abilities, and the charms hanging around her to turn any unexpected attacks to minor annoyances, it was better, in general, to avoid conflict when possible. One arm folded before the other, to hide the possibly necessary sigils of spellcasting, the magician raised a hand, palm out, the universal sign of whoa there.

   “Hey, let’s dial this’un down from 60 to ten. You’re talkin’ way too fast for me. The only Nexus I know’s the phone that kept blowin’ up. ‘M happy t’help, if this is serious, but I need to understand what’s goin’ on before I commit to anything.”

[tedhaternumber1]

C:Can you take gizmo on a walk?She's getting overwhelmed

Gi:AGGHH *runs into a poll*

G:what happened...

C:Benny washed her blanket.

[theluckiestlady-blog]

bennycomestocamp started following you!

Well hey there!