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  • Ben Hardy (a study) 

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  • sorry that this took a while and for the fact that it’s terrible I just started my english class and it’s a lot to do in 6 weeks so there are going to be some slow updates on this story

    the story is also going to be done soon i was thinking about ending at chapter 15 maybe i’m not exactly sure yet

    i said in one of my previous posts that i had two different versions of this chapter and i came to the conclusion i’ll post this version first then after the story is over, i’ll post what i originally had in mind so i hope you aren’t mad

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    summary: when their two best friends die, it’s up to ben and y/n to take care of their goddaughter and face the challenges with it

    # of words: 2,231

    warnings: language, angst

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    things have been awkward for ben and y/n since the last social services visit and it caused a little bit of conflict between the two on how they parented. they went back to being themselves even after they said that they’d give a relationship a try. at this point they didn’t even know where they stood in the relationship after the visit with janine. ben went back to sleeping on the couch and she was by herself again in the guest bedroom. Whenever they wanted to talk to each other, it felt like the universe wanted them to be apart and kept telling them that they weren’t meant to be. but it was wrong. all of it. the two of them were too stubborn to talk about their feelings in a way for them to both understand and the situation they were going through was making it worse.

    now, y/n was with lucy as they finally got to have a day to themselves and hangout like they originally planned. lucy sensed that something was wrong with her due to her being quiet and avoiding every sentence that involved ben. lucy stopped looking through the racks when she decided to speak up to find out what was wrong

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    New/Old picture of Ben in the set of his upcoming movie “Pixie”. It was probably taken in the wrap party of the movie.

    Credits to oliviacookeupdatess on Instagram

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  • THE KISS OF DAWN (16+)

    (I wrote this chapter  at 4 AM, during a sleepless & heavy night, so if there’s any typo or grammar mistake, please ignore it, thanks :D)

    PART 2. - THE FIRST LETTER

    Ben loved working. He loved challenging himself, getting to know other people, flashing his talent, but most of all: forgetting about his problems for a couple of hours. Any eating related event with the cast was a delightful moment. Lovely chit-chats, delicious food, always learning something new.
    But this morning was different.
    Ben entered the dining hall.
    -Good morning mate, how it’s going? -he literally bumped into the director, who rushed outside because of an incoming call.
    -Everything is fine, thanks!
    -Okay, you’ve got a letter at the keeper’s lodge, don’t forget to take it after breakfast!
    -What kind of letter? -asked Ben with a confused sight. He wasn’t expecting anything, and such surprises just made him anxious.
    -I don’t know, but the janitor said it’s important! But sorry… -the director raised his ringing phone as an excuse and quickly left the place. Ben was really confused. “What kind of letter it’s supposed to be? Are they firing him now?”
    He couldn’t stay calm until the end of breakfast, so he greeted everyone and headed to the entrace, where the keeper’s lodge was located. It was a small green cabin with a man who’s supposed to be in his 60s. No matter, what time he saw him, the janitor was always reading something, and just like every elder person, he was also able to see the letters only if the newspaper was as far from his eyes, as it’s possible. He was always wearing his glasses on his nose, and licked his finger every time he turned a page. And he could have won anytime an “Ugly sweater competition”, but it didn’t really matter. The man was a lovely person.
    -Mr. Johnson, excuse me… -said Ben, after he knocked on the door, which was wide open. The janitor slightly jumped, as the sudden voice scared him, but when he saw its owner, his lips curled into a smile.
    -Oh Benjamin! Good morning! I was waiting for your visit! Someone just left here a letter for you! -he said, while he was looking for the envelope between the documents.
    -Do you know what kind of letter is it? Is it a company letter? -asked Ben, as he walked closer curiously.
    -No, it’s not. It’s more like a personal letter, I guess!
    -Oh, I have a place for fan mails… -started Ben, but the janitor interrupted him.
    -It’s not a fan mail, young man! Ahh, here it is! -he handed the envelope to Ben. There wasn’t a name, address, or anything on it, only a line, that was written with beautiful calligraphy technique: “For Ben Hardy”
    -Ehm… thank you. -said Ben, as he examined the envelope curiously.
    -You’re welcome, Benjamin! -smiled the janitor, and then turned back to his newspaper.
    Ben walked to a bench, sat down, lit a cigarette, and then opened the envelope. The letter was handwritten:

    Dear Ben!

    I know you have no idea who I am, but honestly, it doesn’t even matter right now. You’re constantly in my mind tonight, and I just felt like writing it all down. Hopefully it helps me to fall asleep faster.
    I hope you’re fine. I’m always worried, if I don’t hear about you for a long time.
    There were nights, when I opened my window, looked up on the sky and asked the sparkling stars to talk about you. I asked them to tell me your fears, your secrets, your best memories. I asked them if they saw the moment when you were born. They always flashed differently at every question, and when I wished them to take a piece of your soul and bring it to me, one star fell from the dark blue canvas, painting a thick, golden line on it. It was as thick as your lips, when you were about to spread your beautiful mind.
    I was in pain, and no medicine helped me. No doctors, no therapists. I felt lost and hopeless. I closed my eyes, and imagined you standing behind me. I imagined your messy curls, your emerald green eyes, and your deep voice, that was like a kiss to my thirsty soul. I imagined sharing my silence with you, while our hearts were constantly talking to each other.
    Our hearts were like the playful snowflakes, who were flirting with each other during their long journey from the fluffy clouds to the ground. They were dancing on the ruffles of the wind, until they melted into one big drop on a leaf of grass. And the drop was like a mirror towards the sky, reflecting the clouds where their love was born.
    I don’t know which cloud was ours, but my heart never stopped missing yours. She was looking for you among thousands of other pulsing hearts, waiting for the moment when she finally recognizes the rhythm of yours.

    That’s how I spent my lonely nights. Getting lost in the infinite galaxy of my thoughts.
    I silently asked my guardian angels to skip their tasks for me, and give a gentle kiss on your forehead instead. I asked the birds to sing at your window in the morning, when the first rays of sun knock on your window. I asked the time to stop for a while, when you’re in the middle of a sweet dream.

    I imagined you, being here for me, because that was the only time I felt healed.

    Please, take care & have a beautiful day!

    M.

    Ben read the letter over and over again. The janitor was right, it wasn’t really like a fan mail, it was something different. It was touching and fascinating. It was an honest confession of worrying about him, and wanting him the best. He didn’t even remember the last time someone said such nice and lovely things to him. Who wrote all of these?
    He decided to figure it out and came back to the keeper’s lodge.
    -Mr. Johnson! Excuse me, it’s me again… can you please tell me who wrote this letter? -asked Ben, but this time he didn’t come in, he stayed at the door, showing that he only returned for a short question.
    -Oh dear, I have no idea. I didn’t read it, of course. -replied the janitor.
    -But… you obviously saw, who brought it, didn’t you?
    -I did. A woman gave it to me, but it wasn’t her who wrote the letter.
    Ben sighed loudly and nodded.
    -Okay… it’s okay. -he said, staring sadly at the ground.
    -I’m really sorry young man, it seems the letter was seriously important. But if you’re also important to the person who wrote it, you might get another one. Who knows. Just try to stay positive, it always helps! -winked the elder man. Ben slightly smiled.
    -Well, okay. Thank you anyway, Mr. Johnson.
    -My pleasure. - he turned back to his newspaper, while Ben walked back to the dining hall to have his breakfast, before the work starts. He didn’t have much time left, but he didn’t really care about it.

    “I silently asked my guardian angels to skip their tasks for me, and give a gentle kiss on your forehead instead.”

    There was only one thing in his mind: “Who… wrote… this?”

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  • Midsomer Murders oneshot PWP: Lending a Hand

    Another new pairing for me - Tom/Ben.. Enjoy ;)

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    The first time, Tom only watched.

    He wasn’t sure how it happened, exactly. Too much wine was definitely involved and some stretches of his memory were… hazy; though interspersed with almost startlingly clear recollections. He and Jones had just closed down a particularly bothersome triple murder and were sitting out back under the late night— or, more accurately, very early morning— sky, rehashing the case by way of celebrating its end long after Joyce had bid them goodnight and gone up to bed. And then it seemed to Tom that one minute he was staring up at the stars with his DS lounging in the chair next to him; and the next, he was watching avidly as Jones came in his trousers with a groan.

    The specific sequence of events in the interim remained largely a mystery to him after the fact. He was fairly certain he remembered the two of them commiserating over not having the time nor the energy during these sorts of drawn out, mentally draining cases for any kind of sexual pursuits beyond the occasional quick wank now and then— and what little Tom did remember of that conversation was enough to put a blush on his face now, though inasmuch as he could recall, he hadn’t felt any embarrassment about the topic in the moment. Courage in the bottom of a wine bottle, presumably. Courage, or perhaps recklessness, because that was most certainly not an appropriate subject matter when conversing with one’s subordinate officer, the fact that they had been off-duty at the time notwithstanding.

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  • okay this took a while to write because i wanted to make sure it was better than one of the last chapters i wrote and this time i actually got some critique on it so 

    this chapter is also a little longer than the others i got a little carried away

    just know i’m going to posting once a week because it’s hard to get 2 chapters done with school going on

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    summary: when their two best friends die, it’s up to ben and y/n to take care of their goddaughter and face the challenges with it 

    # of words: 6,739

    warnings: fluff, language, angst, smut (18+,please don’t read if under 18 just skip it), substance use

    taglist: @myfatbottomedgirls​ , @evemarie05, @suckerfor-fanfics

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    Originally posted by that-depressed-stoner

    months have passed since ben and y/n were seen out in public together. they’ve known that they would post pictures with each of them on their social media and people would talk and comment on them whether they were together or not but neither one of them would confirm nor deny the rumors. then again, they didn’t even know where they stood with each other after everything. they would constantly tease one another and make out with each other but they haven’t been out on a single date and the most they would do is walks around the park. paparazzi would always have a field day when they were out. it was a rare sight for them to see a celebrity out with just a normal person, even more when they are dating, or in their case “dating” them. it made ben mad and annoyed because there are still things he would’ve liked to keep private with his life and that was his relationship status because the world didn’t exactly need to know whether he was single or not.

    lately they haven’t really been with each other that much other than at home. sometimes he would also leave in the middle of the night but she didn’t bother asking why he was leaving due to her thinking it was just for filming since they got a new director and wanted some scenes reshot in a different way. she thought she was just overthinking however, y/n still thought that something was going on. she pushed the thoughts aside and continued to do what she did everyday. ben didn’t want to admit that he did find someone on set but there was still part of him that liked–no, not liked, loved, her. yes, he was trying to be with someone else to distract himself from the media and make sure that she and charlie didn’t get hurt but it was still hurting him, even after the many kisses they’ve shared together.

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    I’m so happy right now! I knew he would say something about it! ✊🏻✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿

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  • here it is chapter 11, sorry it wasn’t posted yesterday i was busy and hadn’t finished writing the chapter until almost maybe 2 am pst

    i really hope y’all like this chapter because i have no clue what i wrote if i’m being honest and i didn’t know how to end it

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    summary: when their two best friends die, it’s up to ben and y/n to take care of their goddaughter and face the challenges with it

    # of words: 3,922

    warnings: fluff, angst, language

    taglist: @myfatbottomedgirls , @evemarie05 , @suckerfor-fanfics

     inbox me or message me if you want to be added to the taglist for the series

    gif credit: @benhardyispretty

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    while waking up, y/n felt more refreshed than she has ever felt before. it was most likely for the fact that she felt more free now that she was single. although she did love ben, she still couldn’t confide in where her feelings stood for ben. half of her loved her, but the other half knew she couldn’t. she walked down the stairs to find the house empty besides her, charlie, and frankie. when she reached the kitchen, she saw a note that was taped on the coffee pot from him

    went to filming, had to leave early, you can come if you’re not busy. extra breakfast is in the fridge as well as coffee in the pot :)

    she smiled at his note and his messy handwriting. when she opened the fridge, she saw 

     for her, it was the little things that for her that mattered like remembering a favorite song of the persons or how they like their breakfast in the morning. today was odd though, y/n didn’t know what they were filming today and ben would’ve usually told her what scene they were filming and what it was about without giving too much away that they weren’t exactly supposed to talk about it to others that much.

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    Some polaroids you would probably click while dating Ben.

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