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[firsttarotreader]

Mr. Ben - Knight of Pentacles

On the day of the blog’s 3rd anniversary, the next character in our series “Pedro’s Characters as Tarot Cards” is Mr. Ben, from SNL. Mr. Ben is the Knight of Pentacles.

The Knight of Pentacles is a very practical Knight. He’s reliable, efficient, he works hard, he’s very committed to his work and patient. He works diligently, not in a rush and steady. A person with this card’s energy is a methodical, practical person, dependable and diligent. They approach their duties with unwavering commitment and methodical problem solving. They are dedicated, hard working, sometimes slow but reliable. Grounded and realistic, they don’t get swayed by trends and superficial concerns. Not the most romantic or emotional, but steady, committed and reliable.

Mr. Ben is a high school teacher giving a lecture during an assembly about student technology use. He goes on stage and talks about fancams students make of him every day and he doesn’t understand why they do it or what the purpose of them are. He shows cute and romantic fancams with pictures of him being all sexy while he teaches his classes or just doing mundane things but caught in poses that are sensual and provocative in students point of view. He doesn’t understand why he is “father” and the lady who makes lunch in the school is “mother”, and gets even more confused with the students slangs and online trends. He also gets surprised when the students already know he is dating another teacher, Ms. Jenny, and they both confess it. Mr. Ben is a very practical teacher, he is concerned about his work, committed to it, he is a beloved teacher, he is not swayed by the younger generation online trends and has a grounded and realistic demeanor. He seems to be confused by things outside his duties and his commitment to them. Mr. Ben just wants to work and has no idea what the students are even on about, so he is, for these reasons, our Knight of Pentacles.

[ladamedusoif]

Hi Rose!

I'm back with my Ask games again!

This time we have a spring based prompts theme. You get a spring prompt and a character and I'd like to know your head canon/immediate thoughts on the combination.

Character: Mr Ben

Prompt: brick house

With love,

El

Hi El!

So - per the DMs we exchanged I’m going to, uh, read brick house differently to the usual slang definition and go with just… house. And I’ll be thinking about “my” Ben, aka Visiting Ben for this one.

This is a man who loves his house and is houseproud without being a total neat freak (how can he be? He’s got books and papers and all sorts of things in piles around the place). I like to think he gives his beautiful brain a rest from all that thinking by doing some home DIY projects - he definitely built the fitted shelves in his living room, and he enjoys picking up nice vintage furniture that he can refurbish or spruce up a little. His favourite chair, near the shelves with his records and record player in the dining room, is a mid-century number he picked up at a garage sale not long after buying the house and restored himself. It’s not a perfect job, but he loves it - and he’s proud of it.

When spring comes, he likes to check what might need to be done around the house and make a list. There’s usually some paintwork to do, maybe some basic repairs here and there. He’s got a nice little deck/veranda at the back of the house, overlooking the garden, and that usually needs a clean-up and sprucing up before the weather gets warm. He had two single Adirondack chairs on the deck, once upon a time. But when Lydia comes into his life, he swaps one for a two-seater. It’s just that bit cosier.

Thank you so much for the prompt and the ask!

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• Visiting by ladamedusoif (Ao3)

[wildemaven]

moodboards | mr. ben

moodboard masterlist

Professor Ben taking a break from writing his book…

Moodboards Inspired by Existing Fics

Professor Ben

[guiltyasdave]

I wish SNL would release the footage of Pedro filming all those Mr. Ben edits!!!!

i would pay a lot of money to see those lmao 😭

[ozarkthedog]

The hallway outside of your history professor's office is empty when you timidly knock on his door. A muffled "come in" can be heard from the other side and you enter, softly closing the heavy door until you hear it click.

"Took you long enough."

You gasp when you feel him at your back. His firm chest pressing up against you as he reaches around you to lock the door.

"Sorry, professor."

"I told you," your professor leans down into your space to whisper into your ear, "when it's just me and you I want to hear my name on your lips."

"Sorry...Ben. For keeping you waiting."

"That's alright," his large hand teases the inside of your thigh, inching towards where you're already leaking for him. "If you make me wait, I'll make you wait."

His hand disappears under your skirt, rubbing you over your panties. You know better than to let out the moan that builds in your chest.

"You're not allowed to come until I say, understand?" He waits for you to nod, picking up speed as the wet patch grows under his fingers. "Now go be a good girl and bend over my desk. Been dying to taste you all morning."

hope you feel better soon ozzie 😇💙

I AM SCREAMING.

That gif sent me over the edge. jfc where am I? Who am I other than a puddle for this man.

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Tysm for the love and this filthy blurb that’ll stay with me for a while no doubt. 😅🥵💙

[musings-of-a-rose]

Back Pain

Back Pain

Pairing: Teacher Ben x f! Nurse reader

Word Count: 1300+

Rating: Mature - 18+ ONLY!

Warnings: Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story. 

Notes: a belated birthday request for a friend of mine! This is what she asked for, with Teacher Ben:

"Reader is the school nurse

And Ben pulls his back - so two football hunks from his class carry him into the first aid room.

(Let's call her Miss Mint, cause she gets everyone a cup of mint tea all the time)

 Course they're both crushing on each other..

First kiss maybe? 🙂 back massage with no shirt? Poor Ben 🙂"

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"It's funny how your illness always seems to coincide with Mr. Shah's quizzes, Maria."

The student in front of me tries her best to hide her guilt. "No, Nurse Mint, I really do feel like, sick." She coughs dramatically, and obviously fake. 

"I see. Well I've taken your temperature and since you're not exhibiting any other symptoms-"

"No, really, I'm sick." Another fake cough. 

"Maria, make sure to sign up for drama class next semester. You'll be brilliant on stage."

She perks up. "You think so? I've been prac- ah dammit!" Realizing I got her to admit she was faking, she groans and grabs her backpack, heading towards the door. 

"Tell Mr. Shah I said hi."

She waves over her shoulder and leaves. Being a high school nurse never gets old. 

—----

It's quiet today. Just the typical stream of kids who need their daily meds and such.

Loud noises come from the hall outside, coming closer to the clinic. I catch a few words, including my name, so I walk around my desk to open the door. 

There, in the hall, are 2 of the school's football players and between them they're carrying-

"Mr. Ben?" I ask, pulling the door open wider as the 2 students carry him inside. 

"Where can we put him?" One of the students asks. 

I gesture to a bed. "Here." I put on some gloves as the students gently set Mr. Ben on the bed.

"Move back, please," I say as I move to stand in front of Ben. The students step back, waiting to see if I need any more help. 

"Hi, Ben. What happened?" I'm standing in front of him, watching pained expressions move across his face. His beautiful face. 

"I think I-" He hisses when he moves "-threw my back out."

"Thank you, boys. You may head to class now." 

They nod, telling Mr. Ben they hope he feels better. 

"Now, what happened?" I ask as I head back to my desk, opening a side drawer to pull out some pain meds for him.

He chuckles softly and then hisses again. "I just..turned wrong."

"Turned wrong?"

"Yeah I'm old. It happens."

"You're not that old," I smile at him as I hand him a bottle of water and a cup with pain meds in it. He hisses again trying to grab the bottle. 

"It's okay. I'll help. Can you turn your head for me to give these to you?"

He takes a breath and moves his head back, his bright, brown eyes finding mine. I can see from the look in his eyes he's in more pain than he's letting on. I help him take the pain meds, stepping back to look at him. 

"Let's take off your shirt."

"I-what?"

"So I can massage your back, help work it out while the meds kick in."

He blushes, bright pink flushing up his cheeks. "I, uh oh. You don't have to. I'll be ok." He hisses again when he moves and I shake my head. 

"I won't force you, but it will help."

He looks at me, eyes like a puppies and I get lost in them a moment. To be honest, I've had a crush on this man since my first day. He's great with the students and they absolutely adore him. Sometimes too much, if you've seen the fancams. 

It doesn't hurt that he's easily the most handsome guy I've ever laid eyes on. 

He swallows hard and slightly nods, closing his eyes at the bit of pain that movement causes. 

"Ok." He tries to move to unbutton his shirt, but grunts out in pain. I move closer to him, placing my hands gently over his. 

"M-may I?" I ask. 

He looks up at me, something else in his eyes. Almost like…

"Y-yeah. Ok."

My fingers tremble, undoing each button, slowly revealing a small smattering of freckles across his chest. He's got a small tummy and the sight of it goes straight through me. He catches me staring and tries to pull his shirt around his stomach.

"I'm not super fit-"

"You're gorgeous."

"What?"

"What? Oh uh let me help you take off the shirt so I can get at your back."

He nods and I slowly slide the shirt off his shoulders, helping him remove his arms. He grunts a few times at the pain and I can't stop apologizing for it. 

"It's not your fault I'm old and turning wrong can put me on my ass for a week."

I chuckle. "You're not that old. And I don't want to cause you pain so please tell me to stop if it hurts."

"Ok."

I move to stand behind him, pulling out my tiny jar of Tiger Balm. Ben approves it and tells me where it hurts the most. I gather up some balm, fingers hovering over the spot he indicated before I touch him, massaging the spot with gentle force. Ben grunts and moans as I work my fingers into his back, and I feel myself flushing, thinking of how else I could get him to make those sounds.

"Oh, shit that feels…ugh there! There! Harder!" 

I massage harder, Ben letting out a gasp and a moan as I feel the knot unwind under my hands. I stop and he breathes deep for several moments. 

"Are you ok, Mr. Ben?"

He nods slightly. "You have magic fingers."

I smile, moving back around to stand in front of him. "Glad to help. Let me help you with your shirt."

I slide his arms back in the sleeves and help him button up his shirt. I'm so close to him I can smell his cologne, woodsy and a bit like parchment. I chance a glance at his eyes and find him already staring at me, an odd look on his face, as if he's trying to decide on saying something. Smoothing out his shirt, I toy with the collar. 

"Is..are you feeling better?"

"Y-yes. I don't know how I would've made it without you."

"You'd have found a way I'm sure."

I move to step away, but apparently my shoes were untied and I trip over the laces. But I never hit the ground, Ben grabbing me and holding me, preventing my fall. We're close, noses nearly touching. 

Ben clears his throat. "Are…are you ok?"

"Hhmm? Oh uh…yeah. Yes, I-"

His eyes travel across my face, lingering on my lips for a moment longer. 

"Are you sure?" He moves his head slightly closer to me. 

"Sure about what?" I move closer to him. 

"Tripping." He's the closest he's been to me, our noses just barely brushing against each other.

"What?"

His lips press to mine hesitantly, waiting for my to pull back. As if I ever would. We both deepen the kiss, a quiet moaning coming from the back of his throat. He breaks the kiss, pressing his forehead to mine. 

"I've been wanting to do that since the moment you handed me my first cup of mint tea on your first day here."

I smile, "Really?"

"Mmm. Would you go to dinner with me?"

"Absolutely. And if your back bothers you, I know exactly how to handle it."

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should i write a cute lil teacher ben valentines fic?? methinks yes 🫶✨🖤

[noisynaia]

I have a head canon that these are both mr. Ben

Like maybe he’s a drama teacher that does commercials on the side

[ladamedusoif]

Be My Val-Ben-Tine

Alright, that’s a bit of a cringe post title but I saw these Ben-themed Valentine’s (along with ones for lots of other P Boys!!) on littlemrsmorales’s Insta and I had to share…

(That last one made me giggle like a loon and blush on the train.)

And then @agentjackdaniels sent one made just for me!

(I love him.)

[pettyprocrastination]

in my convoluted brain au this woman 

is none other than the mother of

[demigoddessqueens]

secret admirer

A/N — Can’t believe I’m writing for a one-time sketch character but it’s a Pedro character and 🤣😆 I just adored him

Summary: Mr. Ben receives an unlikely gift from a…secret admirer?

Tagging @loveforfandomsstuff

Pairing - Mr Ben x new teacher!reader

Valentine’s Day was always hectic at the school. Students clamoring to pass out their gifts and cards, teasing, and the overflowing heaps of discarded candy wrappers.

But it brought a smile to Ben’s face seeing the students enjoy themselves. Reminded him of back when he was young and in love….

Amidst all the chaos, Ben noticed his phone vibrating in his pocket. Fishing out, he saw a message from a number he didn’t recognize yet along with its following musical fancam attachment.

Happy Valentine’s Day!!

Here’s to hopefully talking to you soon

Adoringly,

Your secret admirer

At that, Ben quickly alerted his students about the imposing message.

“Class, what did I say since our last assembly about these…fancams? Who sent this?”

“Not me!” “Who, Mr. Ben??” “Mr Ben has a secret admirer?!?” “Who’s the lucky one??”

As you were rushing by to handle your next class of students, you heard the commotion coming from Mr. Ben’s home room along with a quick glance of his blushing face.

You tried your best to hide the growing smile on your heated cheeks as you walked on. Given that this was your first year as a teacher here, you were quickly smitten with such a man.

He was a kind man, a good listener and always made you laugh in the teacher’s lounge, and sat by you at the assemblies. Granted, you wanted to take things a bit further, and maybe this was the spark you needed.

[wildemaven]

Professor Ben taking break from writing his book… for some relief

[ozarkthedog]

Hot for teacher 😛

[musings-of-a-rose]

Love at the Top - Part 2

Pairing: Teacher Ben x f! Teacher reader

Word Count: 2000+

Rating: Mature - 18+ ONLY!

Warnings: Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story. 

Notes: This is a multiple requested smutty part 2 to LOVE AT THE TOP with our beloved Teacher Ben! @fishingforpike I hope you like it! It was not beta'd.

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Love at the Top Part 1

A knock raps on my door promptly at noon. I open it with a smile, my dress swishing around me as Ben stands there, mouth slightly agape behind the flowers he has in his hand. 

"Y-you… you l-look amazing."

I smile, swaying my hips side to side. "Thanks. Are those for me?"

"Oh, yeah. I wasn't sure what your favorite was so I got one of each."

The bouquet held about 12 flowers, each one a different kind. It was bright and beautiful, bring life into the room when I placed them in a vase on my table. 

"They're beautiful, Ben. Thank you."

He wipes his palms against his pants before putting them in his pockets. "You ready? We have an hour drive or so."

"You never told me where…wait. Does your tie have a Gatsby quote on it?" I walk up to him, picking up the end of the tie and looking at it. 

"Oh, uh yeah. You said it was your favorite…" His voice trails off as he shrugs. 

I look up at him, big brown eyes looking at me like I'm the only thing in the room. I tug it to pull him down and kiss him, arms sliding around each other. Suddenly he breaks the kiss, staring down at me. 

"We better get in the car or we'll never make it."

"Would that be such a bad thing?"

He groans in the back of his throat. "No. But I really think you'll like it."

"And I wouldn't like you?"

He chuckles. "I hope you will, sweet girl."

"You're gonna have to stop calling me that if you want us to leave."

He smiles. "That's fair."

He takes my hand and leads me out of the door, pausing as I lock it behind me. We drive for about an hour, chatting about anything and everything along the way, having concerts with the good songs that come on. It's only when he turns into the parking lot that I realize where he's taken me. 

"The Gatsby manuscript??" I all but yell, neatly vibrating off my seat as I stare out the window at the museum. "How did you know I've been dying to see them?"

"You mentioned it a month or so ago."

I turn to look at him. "A month? And you remembered?"

He smiles and nods at me. "Of course. Your eyes light up when you talk about it."

I lean in and kiss him, my hand rubbing at the stubble on his cheek. "How did you score tickets? They've been sold out for a while."

"The curator is my cousin."

"Seriously?"

"Yup."

"That's so fucking cool."

He escorts me out and into the museum, watching my face nearly the entire time, letting me ramble on and on about how much I love The Great Gatsby and how amazing it is to see it first hand, actually handwritten notes by the author himself. 

He smiles the whole ride back to town as I continue to talk, the conversation eventually shifting to Star Wars as we sit down to eat. Conversation flows easy between us, no matter what we're talking about. 

Eventually, we end up on my doorstep, both of us shuffling nervously and chattering on, unwilling to let the evening end. 

"I had a great time, Ben."

"Me too. I didn't think you'd get along with an old man like me."

"I thought we agreed you aren't old?"

"No, you said I wasn't old. My back begs to differ." 

"Hhmm…" I fiddle with his tie. "Sounds like you need to go to bed."

"Y-Yeah. That might help."

He kisses me, pushing me back against my front door. I hitch my leg over his thigh, pulling him closer, both our hands tangled in the other's hair. 

"I have a bed inside you can use."

His eyes darken as he stares down at me. "Are you sure?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

I fish out my keys, trying to unlock my door but finding it hard to focus with Ben's hands on my hips, rubbing little circles into them. 

Finally, my door unlocks and I push it open, turning to grab onto Ben's tie, pulling him inside, giggling when he kicks the door shut behind him. I reach behind him to lock it, gasping when Ben starts sucking on my neck. 

"Ben," I sigh, feeling him shift and moan into my neck.

His lips move to mine and we start to walk, me guiding us towards my bedroom. But several steps later, Ben trips and we fall and he lands on top of me. 

"Fuck I'm sorry! Are you-"

I pull his face to mine, kissing the apology from his lips, my legs parting to pull him in closer and I can feel him through his pants. 

"Here?" He breaks the kiss, staring down at me, our noses barely touching. 

"I don't care where, Ben. I need you. Now." I grip the back of his shirt, trying to untuck it from his pants. 

"I.. yeah ok."

I look at him this time. "Is that ok?"

"I.. yeah."

I push him up slightly, getting him to meet my eyes. "What is it?"

He blushes slightly, looking away from my gaze. "I just…"

"Are your knees ok? Your back?"

"What? Oh yeah I'm ok."

"Then what?"

He quiet a moment. "I've never done…this… on a floor before."

Oh. 

I smile and trace his cheek with my fingertip. "That's ok, Ben. Do you want to?"

His clothed hips rut into mine in response and I whine, watching him smirk down at me. "I want you, sweet girl."

"Then take me. Please."

His eyes darken, blowing wide with lust before he kisses me. One of his arms braces him on the ground while the other moves down my body, sliding up my bare thigh as he pushes my dress up. He hesitates at my panties but when I moan, he gains some courage, hooking his fingers around the band and sliding them down. His hand comes back up my body, his finger teasing me between my thighs. Finally he touches me and my hips jolt at the connection. 

"Oh fuck," I pant, as his fingers explore my apex. 

"I gotta work you open, sweet girl. Get you ready for me. Is that ok?"

I nod several times quickly, pleading for him to do more. He wastes no time in pushing a finger inside me, twirling his finger around until I jolted. He adds another finger and finds that spot again, curling his fingers against it. 

"Here?" He asks, studying my face. 

"Oh fuck yes!" His thumb comes up to rub at my clit and I'm done for, too wound up to wait and I whine his name, gripping his arms as I find my release. 

"You make the sweetest sounds when you come."

I chuckle. "I usually don't come that fast even when I'm solo."

His eyes snap to mine. "When..when y-you're solo?"

"Yes, Ben. People masterbate."

His voice is quiet and a few octaves lower. "Will you show me sometime?"

"I can show you now-"

He grabs the wrist I had started to slide down my body. "No. Now, I need you. If that's ok?"

"God, please."

He lifts himself slightly off of me and I fumble with his belt, quickly opening it and reaching my hand inside to grip him. He grunts, a series of swears tumble from him as I pull him out. He's big, bigger than I've had. No wonder he had to work me open - I can't barely close my fingers around him. I line him up with me and I feel him at my entrance, just touching me and heat rushes to my cunt. But he doesn't move. 

"Ben?"

"Do you have a condom?"

"I uh, oh. No. But we discussed being clean-"

"That's not what I'm worried about."

"I'm protected. It's safe. If you want."

There's no more color in his eyes, dark and black with lust. "Oh God I want to. If that's-"

"Stop asking if every move is ok. All of it is. You have my consent to fuck me however you want. If something is wrong I'll tell you. Just please, Ben. I need you to move."

He catches my gaze and then slowly pushes inside of me. I can feel my skin stretching to accommodate his size, burning slightly at the edges but it's a good feeling. He pauses halfway and looks at me.

"Are you ok?"

"Y-yeah. You're just…the biggest I've ever had."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"If you stop, I'm going to fling myself out of the window."

He chuckles. "We can't have that."

My reply dies on my lips as he pushes in the rest of the way, stretching and filling me. I don't remember ever feeling this full before, and oh shit what is he hitting inside me? 

Ben pulls his hips back and slides into me again, slowly still. I hitch my thigh over his hip and he grabs it to hold my leg in place. He adds an extra thrust when he bottoms out and I cry his name, stars erupting in my vision as heat rushes between my thighs. Ben is hesitant, as if he can't read my expression. Or he doubts himself. 

"There! Fuck, Ben. What are you- ugh!" He pushes in again, picking up his pace and slamming into that spot over and over, my next orgasm building quickly with each thrust. He slows down, only to bring a hand up, trying to lift my dress up over my chest. He's struggling, so I reach my hands up, sliding down the straps and pulling down the top of my dress. Thankful I wore a front clasping bra, I quickly undo it, boobs springing free. His hips falter as he stares at my chest. 

He drops his head to my chest, taking a boob in his mouth, biting at my nipple. His hips resume rutting into me and my release washes over me, warmth spreading out from between my thighs as I cry his name, Ben still moving his hips and hitting that spot to drag out my release. 

"I'm gonna…" Ben tries to speak but then his hips sputter, thrusting up several more times into me, quiet moans and gasps leaving his lips as he comes inside of me. Breathing heavy, we lay there still connected for a few moments, just trying to catch our breath. Ben lifts his head from my chest and stares down at me, the lust receding and being replaced by something more like…love?

"Fuck you're so beautiful." 

"So are you, Ben."

He scoffs. "I'm an old man."

"An old man who just fucked me into this floor."

He smirks, unable to hide the pride on his face. "That's true. But I'm sure you've done this before, with your young back and all."

"No one has ever fucked me like that, Ben. I've never…I've never came like that before."

His eyebrows knit together. "What?"

"It's like you were hitting some spot in the back of me. Like..at the far back-"

He nods. "I think that's called your a spot?"

"WE HAVE ANOTHER SPOT? MY EDUCATION HAS FAILED ME."

Ben cracks up, his laughter shaking my body as I join him too, stopping when he hisses. 

"Stop laughing! Hold on." He pulls out and then resumes laughing with me. 

Ben helps me straighten my dress and stand up, pulling me close to his body and kissing me. 

"You ok?"

"I am. But next time let's be in a bed. I may be 24 but this floor is still hard."

His eyes darken. "Next time?"

"Yeah. If you want?"

"As long as you'll have me. I'm free tomorrow for dinner?"

"Dinner? I was thinking in another 10 minutes."

He chuckles. "I'm an old man, sweet girl. I don't think my knees can do that again so soon."

"Who says you'll be on top?"

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