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Today! Bea and Brenda unravel their STRANGEST CASE YET as they investigate... WHO IS PRANKING THE PRIESTS OF ST. PATRICK'S PARISH? Team Arden visits their friends over at Forgive Me! to unravel - who is behind the porta-potty incident? The mysterious phone call? And why are gothic architecture appreciation societies so mysterious? Join us, won't you, as for the first time ever, Arden crosses over with another show as our friends at Forgive Me! help us get in touch with our spiritual side on FORGIVE ARDEN: THE PRANKED PRIESTS OF ST. PATRICK'S PARISH. Available now wherever you listen to podcasts.
#arden podcast#arden pod#arden#wheyface industries#brenda bentley#andy wheyface#bea casely#forgive me!#crossover#audio drama#father ben#father klem#audio drama sunday#crossover episode
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Iâve listened to a lot of comedy podcasts, but nothing has made me laugh as hard as hearing âHey popsâ straight off the bat from a sixteen year old going to confession for the first time 10 seconds into the episode. It was just so immediate. So unhinged. The kids on this show have such insane balls, there has never been a teenage episode that wasnât absolutely hilarious. I was literally driving down the parkway in the middle of the night laughing alone in my car it was so funny.
Anyway, anyone raised Catholic should listen to Forgive Me if you want to laugh at stuff that isnât funny and cry at stuff that isnât sad.
#Forgive Me!#forgive me#forgive me pod#podcasts#audio drama#audio comedy#comedy podcasts#Catholic guilt#Father Ben
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all the aus together
if they met simultaneously lmao
bullies ben by me
father ben by me
mc ben by me
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Yeah man Iâm sure thatâs a great story to tell this guy. Certainly it wonât have any future consequences
#the secret of st kilda#the secret of st kilda spoilers#forgive me!#forgive me! st kilda#tsosk#father ben#cormac mccarthy#<- I have no qualms about tagging the author hiii loaf (:#mathias tsosk#niyathi tsosk#okay hang on I gotta recover#what is UP with this guy (cormac) I have got to relisten to this podcast#Iâm trying to piece things together but Iâm not functioning enough for this right now#father ben you were trying your best but oh no#I could be way off here but like. hello. can anyone hear me#I donât have any other coherent thoughts yet though so. yeah#tsosk spoilers
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ignore any spelling and other mistakes because the podcast transcripts are autogenerated, anywaysâ
I only have emotions and no coherent thoughts but ohhhhh my god I love St Kilda so much and these are the sections that stood out to me while listening and now Iâm even more desperate for a season two. Andromeda I love got and youâre doomed and so many bad things are going to happen to you and everyone you love
#the secret of st kilda#tsosk#forgive me!#the secret of st kilda spoilers#tsosk spoilers#father ben#iâm guessing thatâs his tag#idk how to tag cormac mccarthy without it being the real like author man#forgive me! spoilers
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shoutout to the simpsons for making me simp for hot religious men
#No 'cuz Ned had every reason to fangirl over the Parson coming to Springfield#Man's hot#And ned himself aswell#A lot of my IRL friends disown me for that-#In my defense#I didn't really simp for Ned until the writers decided to go full hottie mode and show Ned shirtless#Also Father ben and Brother faith never get talked about enough#And that's a shame 'cuz both of them are super cute and hot#Tim though- đ#The Simpsons#reverend lovejoy#The Parson#Father Ben#Father Sean#Brother faith#The Patriarch#Ned Flanders
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Is Father Ben from Forgive me! a silly little guy????
Father Ben from Forgive Me! is just a little guy!
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Turns out I am weak for a canonically sexy priest. May never recover from this information.
#caught up on a catholic comedy podcast of all things. what next#forgive me!#father ben#and of course im also talking about#fleabag#hot priest
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more forgive me! fanart because I love father ben and the idea of a father-son dynamic of him and father klem
#forgive me! podcast#forgive me!#father ben forgive me!#father ben#father klem#father klem forgive me!#forgive me podcast#podcast#audio fiction#podcast fanart
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Ben Daniels kissing as Father Marcus and The Vampire Santiago in The Exorcist and Interview with the Vampire Series.
#The Exorcist#The Exorcist Series#Interview With The Vampire#iwtvedit#Ben Daniels#Father Marcus Keane#Santiago#Theatre Des Vampires#Armand#The Vampire Armand#My Gif#Peter Osborne#Assad Zaman#LGBT#lgbtedit#Queer#Gay#Vampire#Halloween
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The most powerful force user to ever live (smol)
#luke skywalker#obi wan kenobi#the most powerful force user to ever live (with daddy)#star wars#art#child luke skywalker#baby luke skywalker#ben kenobi#ben was lukeâs true father figure and i wonât be convinced otherwise#obi wan in kenobi series: eh sorry luke gotta go offworld for a couple of weeks to have an adventure. see ya around!#obi wan in legends: someone dare to touch my baby? annihilated.#his toy speeder was broken and heâs sad? i sell my last food to buy him a new one.#anyone who wishes to breathe near luke will need a kriffing license. otherwise i shoot on sight.#quick sketch#my art
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Cartoon Network Villains Bar
Even the bag guys need a place to unwind in between episodes. These guys are all regulars here, even if some of them often question why they come.
Would you go there if you could?
#my art#cartoon network#cn fanart#cartoon network fanart#adventure time#ben 10#the life and times of juniper lee#codename kids next door#villainous#the secret saturdays#generator rex#courage the cowardly dog#ok k.o.! let's be heroes#powerpuff girls#samurai jack#regular show#chowder#foster's home for imaginary friends#the grim adventures of billy and mandy#the lich#vilgax#auntie roon#father knd#dr flug#demencia#v.v. argost#van kleiss#katz#lord boxman#professor venomous
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Pairing: Soldier Boy (Ben) x F. Reader, Ben and daughter!OC
Summary: Ben spends the day alone with his daughter, to varying degrees of success. When you get home, it prompts a serious conversation.
AN: Another one-shot for the BMD-verse, set sometime after "Until Morning" (you'll see). This can be read as standalone as well!
Word Count: 2,500 Tags/Warnings: 18+ only! Father and daughter fluff, followed by husband and wife spice.~
Read more of the BMD-verse! —ïž
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Father and daughter were glaring at one another, gazes locked.
Green against green.
âYoung lady, Iâm telling you right now. Iâm not gonna tolerate any more of your little attitude,â said Ben. âIf you want to try me, be my guest.â
He held the ravioli poised on a pink plastic spoon. His daughter Lila sat in her highchair in the kitchen, boldly refusing any more of her lunch.
Her stubborn face reminded him entirely too much of you. But he needed her to eat. He wouldnât have it said when you came home that he couldnât feed a damn two-year-old.
He huffed. âWork with me here. Just a couple more bites.â
Lila made a shrill sound of refusal when the spoon came near her face. He knew she could use a spoon just fine. She was being difficult on purpose.
To demonstrate her resolve, she slapped at the ravioli with a chubby little hand, and it ended up splashing back into the bowl. A bit of red sauce splattered onto Benâs cheek, with a pinch of it hitting his eye.
He blinked in annoyance. âDelilah Marie, I swear to Christââ
Sheâs just a baby, a voice that sounded a lot like you infiltrated his mind. It still didnât take away his aggravation.
âNo!â Lila insisted. It was her favorite word, right behind Bluey.
She then pushed the bowl right off the highchair. It spilled ravioli and pasta sauce all over the floor in spectacular fashion. Ben was sitting in his own chair by the dining table, where he moved his feet back at the last moment. She almost got his Italian loafers.
âYou gotta be fâŠâ It took every scrap of patience within him to hold his tongueâŠand breathe calmly through his nose. He didnât want to reward this destructive, disrespectful behavior, but he also knew that he needed his daughter to eat.
âWant some applesauce?â he said, as a peace offering.
Lilaâs face scrunched.
âNo applesauce, huh?â Ben muttered. He glanced at the mess across the highchair and the formerly white tile on the floor. âYour motherâs gonna have a conniption.â
âMommy?â Lila asked. âMommyâs home?â
âNo, sheâs not here right now,â Ben replied. âSheâll be home later.â
Lila seemed to understand, because thatâs when she got upset again. Her red-stained finger drew a shapeless form in the sauce as she pouted. At least she wasnât crying.
Ben sighed, once again, and stroked her cheek with his thumb.
Fuck it.
âYou want some ice cream?â he bribed.
Her sadness dissipated at the thought; she smiled brightly and nodded. âYeah!â
âYeah, I thought so,â he grumbled.
After a scoop of strawberry ice cream for each of them (she liked it because it was pink), Ben wrangled her up out of the highchair and declared, bath time.
He did fine with the bathing process. Heâd helped you with this before, and so he knew what to do in order to wash the sauce off her face, hands, and even her hair. It was what came after the bath that remained a problem.
Lila was stubborn beyond belief, even before she could articulate what it was about the soft green onesie that she didnât like. No, she wasnât satisfied until Ben pulled out the yellow Starlight themed pajamas. Probably because they had âAuntie Annieâsâ face all over them.
He rolled his eyes, but this wasnât a hill he needed to die on. He dressed Lila and tried to tuck her into bed for her afternoon nap. The problem was, she refused to lie still in the crib.
Instead, she was bouncing on the balls of her feet, using the edge of the crib for balance. Heâd be impressed, if she wasnât trying to climb out and give him a small heart attack.
He grabbed her and gathered her against his chest. Despite the super strength youâd temporarily displayed off and on throughout your pregnancy, Lilaâs powers were latent at the moment. Dr. Baker seemed to think Lila would start to display them once she got old enough. Like Ryan, who hadnât started growing into his powers until around 10 years old.
So for now, Lila was a mostly normal two-year-old who could still get hurt.
Ben frowned. âThis is the time you usually go down. Why do you have so much energy?â
She just giggled at him and put both hands on his face, over his eyes.
âDaddy, guess who?â
He sighed, but couldnât help smiling. As usual, he indulged her.
âCould it be my baby girl?â
He waited until her hands came away from his eyes, and he opened them wide.
âThere she is!â
She squealed and giggled and grabbed his hair when he kissed her cheek. In the comfort of his own home, he could afford to be this openly affectionate.
Aw shit, he thought, as something occured to him.
He finally realized why she was so fucking hyper. Maybe it had something to do with the giant scoop of ice cream sheâd had for lunch.
Goddamn it. Ben sighed and unwrapped her arm from around his head.
âOkay, letâs watch some TV.â
Lila didnât seem all that interested in watching anything, or even playing with her toys. She mainly wanted to jump on Benâs stomach while he was trying to relax on the couch. He put on a football game you taped for him. Or recorded, as you'd said.
âAll right, enough. Your old manâs trying to watch the game,â Ben said, bringing Lila down to sit in lap.
That lasted for about two seconds. Thereafter, she was climbing up his chest and trying to smother him with her little hands.
He took her hand from his nose so he could at least breathe in peace.
âWhereâs Mommy?â Lila asked, as she sat on his shoulder and beat a little fist on the top of his head.
âSheâs with your aunt,â Ben replied. âWell, not your real one, the fake one.â
Lila made a sound of confusion. Realizing that she didnât know what the hell he meant, he rephrased.
âSheâs with your Aunt Annie. Theyâll be back soon,â he said.
He didnât mind you wanting a day out to yourself. What he minded was the attitude youâd struck when he suggested dropping Lila off with Louisa, your actual sister.
âWhat, you canât handle her alone for one day?â youâd asked.
His pride hadnât allowed him to say no to that.
So here he was, with a wily toddler who was doing her damndest to suffocate him. Better attempts than this had failed, but it was still annoying while he was trying to watch the game.
Somehow, he managed to tune it out while he watched the ref make a bad call.
âWhat was that?! You gotta be kidding me!â Ben said, holding Lila to his chest even as he pointed and shouted at the TV. âSon of a bitch. What a pussy call that was.â
âBish, bish, bish,â Lila said, making a game out of the word. It called Benâs attention.
He forgot about the game for a moment when he looked down at her. His eyes widened a fraction, even as a smile pulled at his lips.
âWhatâd you just say?â
âBishhhhhh,â Lila repeated. âSomvabishhhh.â Her lips squished like a fish. And then she giggled, like it was the funniest thing sheâd ever heard.
âAw, fuck,â Ben uttered.
And he pressed his lips together with ever widening eyes at what heâd just said.
Lila grinned. âFack!â
âUhh, no. No. Donât say that,â he said, trying to sound stern. Inside, he was trying not to laugh. He didn't really give a shit what she said, but you were particular about the kid not inheriting his vocabulary.
In fact, he was pretty sure you were going to go nuclear for this one.
âWhy?â Lila asked.
âBecause itâs uhâŠa bad word,â Ben replied, even though he wanted to roll his eyes at himself. This was what heâd become. A suburban dad.
"And it's not ladylike," he added.
âFackkkk,â Lila giggled some more.
Christ on a cross. Ben bit the inside of lip hard to stop himself from laughing.
âWhatever. Just donât say it around your mom,â he relented. He brushed his fingers through her soft brown hair. She preened at the attention, like the little showboat she was.
âDaddyyyyâŠâ Lila wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled as deeply into him as she could, like a koala clinging to a shaking branch.
Ben sighed and rubbed a hand up and down her back as he cradled her against him.
These were the moments he didnât mind. In fact, these were the moments he did his best to remember. They helped block out the older, darker ones that this kid would never know.
Ben woke to the shutter of a camera going off.
He blinked his bleary eyes open to find you standing there with a highly amused smile on your face, and your phone poised in your hand.
He groaned, but he soon realized that Lila was sleeping in his arms, on his chest. You leaned down and rested a hand on her back. You also greeted him with a kiss to his temple.
âLong day?â you teased quietly.
Ben gave you a deadpan look, one that had you straining to taper down your giggles. Though he drew you closer by your hip and squeezed the soft flesh over your white sundress. He took you in with a lazy once-over.
You looked good. Sexy as hell, really. Your face was glowing and relaxed, and he liked the shade of red youâd done on your nails.
âYou have a good time?â he asked.
âYeah,â you replied, massaging his shoulder. Though you arched a brow. âThereâs a catastrophe in the kitchen.â
Ben blinked.
Fuck. He forgot about that.
âYep,â he said, giving you a teasing smirk of his own. âRight on time for you, baby.â
You chuckled, though your eyes narrowed in warning. âYeah, right.â
You still helped him put Lila down in the nursery for the rest of her nap. She yawned and turned over onto her back. You pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, though you had to smile when it accidentally left the red mark of your lipstick behind.
You bit your lip and gently rubbed it off without waking her up. (An amazing damn feat, as far as you were concerned.)
Ben laid a heavy hand on your back, prompting you to straighten up and turn into his waiting embrace.
His lips curved as he looked down at you. âHey.â
You laughed quietly. âHey, yourself.â
Your hands glided up his chest, and further still to hold his face. You brought him down to kiss you, with your fingers slipping into his hair, and your nails dragging along his scalp. He hummed into your mouth.
âMiss me?â you teased.
Ben huffed. As usual though, his answer was in his actions. He held you close for a moment, just to feel you there.
Your arms slipped around his, clinging to his shoulders as you rested against him. This was your safe, comfortable place where you always felt at home.
But, you couldnât help but break the spell.
âCome on. Clean up on aisle 12,â you quipped, reaching around to smack his ass.
Ben rolled his eyes, but when you pulled away from him, he followed you into the kitchen.
âYou know, I had a lot going on. Your kid is a fucking menace,â he said. âLike a bull in a China shop.â
You scoffed. âSheâs only my kid when she gives you a hard time. Where do you think she gets it from?â
âYou,â he retorted.
You had to laugh at that one. It still didnât get him out of helping you clean the kitchen from top to bottom.
After a long shower, waking an errant child from her nap, dinner, and a joint effort of getting Lila to sleep for the night, Ben joined you in bed wearing just his usual sweatpants.
Youâd opted for some black satin, he noticed.
Good, he thought, for the night to come. Youâd spent the whole day getting massaged and moisturized and whatever else women did on a day out.
When he rolled onto his side, you greeted him with a smile and a hand running up his arm, already pulling him toward you. His hand glided along your bare thigh as you hooked it over his hip.
âI need to tell you something, but youâve gotta promise not to say anything to anyone,â you whispered in the small space between his face and yours, and you tapped his chin.
Ben raised a brow and squeezed your thigh. Whatever it was, couldnât it wait until long after heâd undressed you?
âWhat?â he asked.
âAnnieâs pregnant!â you said with a wide smile. âSix weeks. She just told me today.â
Ben blinked at that one. âIs it Hughieâs kid?â
âWhaâŠof course, it is!â
âWow. Guess he had it in him after all,â Ben remarked. âWho woulda thought.â
You shook your head, but his grin made you laugh.
âYouâre ridiculous,â you said, through your remaining giggles, though you leaned forward and stole a kiss. It led Ben to want more, and more of you.
He started to ply you with slow, lazy kisses that grew deeper, becoming all-consuming as his tongue warred against yours. His hands dove under the satin covering your body, and his thumbs brushed the sides of your breasts.
âMaybe itâs time we go for number two,â he said.
You uttered another incredulous laugh, gripped a fist in his hair and tugged. âExcuse me?â
âYou fucking heard me,â Ben said. He rolled you onto your back and pinned you there. âAinât no way weâre stopping at one. Lila needs a brother.â
âYou canât even handle one,â you teased. Your hands slid up his arms and then down his chest. âBaby, we can talk about having more kids, butââ
âAnd? Weâre talking now,â he said. He dipped his head to start kissing a hot, wet line down your neck. It made your breath falter and your back start to arch. Your hips shifted against his, trying to find friction. You could feel his length hardening against your thigh.
âBen,â you warned, and implored, but the graze of his teeth on your neck made you shudder.
Your grip on his arms tightened. âPleaseâŠâ
âPlease what?â he smirked against your skin. His hips rocked against your heated core.
This conversation was going into a no manâs land very fast.
You literally took matters into your own handsâŠby reaching down and grasping your husbandâs cock through his sweatpants. You gave him a demanding squeeze.
His breath hitched. Ben paused, unlatching from your neck, and turning his lips toward your cheek.
âIâm listening,â he said, in a gritted voice. You smirked.
âWe can, and we will talk about this,â you promised. âJust not when youâre about to be balls-deep inside me.â
You were back on birth control anyway (the pill this time).
Ben chuckled. His hand reached up and smoothed your hair away from your forehead.
âFine,â he conceded. A smirk grew across his face. âBut we can still practice.â
A giggle fell from your lips, just before he claimed them once again.
AN: A little callback to the BMD Epilogue at the end there. đ
What did you think about the father/daughter time? And do you think Ben won against either of the ladies in his life? đ€Ł
Keep Reading in the BMD-verse:
Coming up next, in a drama-filled episode, you and Ben do what you two do best in Calculated Risks:
Summary:Â You and Ben argue about your commitment to being a working mom. When a rogue supe gets loose at Supe Affairs, mayhem ensues, putting not only your life at risk, but your daughterâs as well.
â¶ïžÂ Keep Reading: Calculated Risks
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Hi, sorry to bug but I have to yap to someone about this, and I love your ideas. Do you think Nathan Prescott would take his partnerâs last name if he ever got married? Would any of the Crazy Ass Boy Gang?
â„ who would take your last name â„
Nathan Prescott - He would take your last name so quickly it would make your head spin. Youâre the first person whoâs given meaning to the world family. His sister tried, but when youâre on a sinking ship, thereâs only so much you can do. Try too desperately to save the person drowning next to you and you risk going under yourself. So Nathan drowned alone. Until you, that is. Marrying you, becoming part of your family, is absolution for him. Heâs not Sean Prescottâs son. Heâs Nathan Y/L/N, your husband.Â
Jason Dean/JD - It might seem a little strange for JD to be so willing to change his name. His nickname is just his first and last name together, afterall. This was his motherâs last name. But itâs also his fatherâs. One night heâll gently wake you , and in the quietest voice youâve ever heard him use he'll ask you if youâd like him to take your last name. There are so many questions heâs asking, in that one sentence: Do you want me to be yours, unequivocally? Will you bear the weight of that ownership? Am I abandoning my Mother, if I leave her all alone as a Dean, with only him as her company? Will you ask me to take it? Please ask. Please take the weight of the asking away. I canât abandon her. But I canât stay, either. Put your arms around him and tell him heâll make one hell of a Y/L/N.
â„ who would want you to take theirs â„
Sebastian Valmont - He has genuinely doodled your names together in his journals like a middle schooler. Without a hint of irony: Mr. and Mx. Valmont. Y/N Valmont. Since the moment he fell in love he was planning to marry you and give you his last name. The Valmont name carries weight. Itâs legacy. Itâs old money. He throws his name around and people fall over themselves to get things done for him. He wants you to throw around his name too. He wants you to embrace every luxury he can give you. One of those luxuries is the power of his family name. Use it.
Billy Loomis - His parentâs marriage failed miserably. He doesnât even know if his Mother kept the name Loomis. At this point, what does it matter? He fights tooth and nail not to live in the past when he has a future with you to look forward to. So he wants to look forward. He wants to do better than his parents did. He wants to wake up in ten years, twenty, thirty and reach for your hand and know you two succeeded. His family name isnât doomed to failed promises, runaway spouses, and unfaithfulness. You guys are a better Loomis pair than his parents ever were.
David Mccall - Donât piss him off. If you even try to hint at wanting to keep your original family name, it will be one of the few times you see Davidâs mask slip. âWhat? My name not good enough for you, sweetheart? Marriage is for starting over. Itâs for building our lives together, not for hanging onto the past. Thought you loved me.â Every dirty trick he has in his arsenal will be used. Whatever it takes until you give in. Sex. Guilt. Moping. Anger. Donât push back too hard, or go back and forth on the issue for too long. On your wedding day youâre gonna be Y/N Mccall, come hell or high water. Thereâs no need for anything drastic to take place just for that to happen, right baby?Â
Josh Washington - Josh could never be anything but a Washington. Itâs the name he shared with his sisters. Itâs the only thing he still shares with his sisters. He used to be able to see them in his face, at least. But now⊠heâs so different, even that bit of the twins has died. It isnât right that there are so few Washington's left. Most days Josh isnât even sure if heâs a Washington anymore. If heâs still Human anymore. But you are. Youâre gentle, kind, and so painfully human. Just like the twins were. He might have failed them, hell, he probably failed himself. But he wonât fail you. He has a second chance at a family, and this time youâll always be safe.Â
Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves - Would be so offended if this was even up for debate. Why wouldnât you be taking his name? Why is it even a discussion? Why does he even have to ask? Will probably say something incredibly mean and unnecessary when you first talk about it. Thereâs a pit of insecurity in him that no amount of love you can give him will fill. Itâs shaped like the love he should have gotten from his father. From his siblings. But the first love heâs ever felt has been yours. But thatâs not true for you. Youâve loved people before him. Other people have loved you before he was able to. He needs you to be his. Just his. Youâre the only thing in the world that matters that belongs only to him. But there are little pieces of you that will never be just his and it makes him sick. This can fix all that, though! He knows that the security of introducing you as his spouse will be a balm on his soul. He wants tabloids, newspapers, TV, and the radio to all be parroting the words: Y/N Hargreeves. He hopes- no, he knows it will make that hole inside him ache a little less.Â
â„ who wants to hyphenate â„
Jordan Li - Jordan doesnât want you to give up your identity, who you are, just because youâre marrying them. They also donât want to change their name, really. Something about not being a Li, despite everything, makes their stomach turn. But marriage is still about coming together. Making two lives so harmonious, so copacetic, that sometimes, if youâre lucky, it becomes one life, shared. Jordan didnât propose for a long time, afraid of it all going wrong. Of ruining what you have. You helped them believe you two were strong enough to change and grow together. They want your names to reflect that. So, you hyphenate, and you blend, and grow, together.Â
Stu Macher - Assumed you would take his last name, but when you pushed back, not sure if you wanted to shirk your family name entirely, Stu had the most relaxed reaction youâve ever gotten from him about anything. âOkay, why donât we both change 'emâ? Weâll hyphenate! Like Brad Pitt and Angelina, or whatever.â You were expecting a tantrum. Not the easy acceptance that he actually meant for once. The fact is youâre wearing his ring on your finger, and youâre gonna stand in front of all your friends and family and say how much you love him. Heâs already won. Why sweat the small stuff?Â
Kevin Khatchadourian - Was quite angry when you began to hint at not wanting to change your name. It was the icy, calculated anger that made him dangerous, too. But if youâre marrying him you know how to communicate with him. Reason with him. You donât want to take his last name because you donât want to emulate his family. You want to make something of your own with him. Youâre not sure how well the words worked until he sets the paperwork down in front of you. Kevin Y/L/N-Khatchadourian. In those small lines of ink, youâll realize how deep the love Kevin is capable of runs for you. If you squint your eyes those words start to look like: I want us to be different from my parents. He watches you sign the paperwork to change your name, and Kevin has never been more content to give in to one of your demands. Just this once, of course.
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#nathan and jd hating their fathers so much only topic theyd ever agree on. otherwise they would kill each other upon first eye contact#they all have something so deeply wrong with them#crazy ass boys gang#nathan prescott x reader#jd x reader#jordan li x reader#billy loomis x reader#stu macher x reader#josh washington x reader#kevin khatchadourian x reader#sebastian valmont x reader#david mccall x reader#ben hargreeves x reader
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