bennyboyjones
Ben Hardy, Baby
Nat. 22. big virgo energy bby. i write blurbs and fic for ben
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Your ben concepts are amazing oh wow. Amazing blog 😊
Thank you❤️❤️
I actually really want to start writing for him again nglllll
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Ben Hardy as Frank in Pixie (2020) dir. Barnaby Thompson
for @heybuddy-drabbles ♥
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Sweetheart, you’re changing my mind 😌✨
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your camera roll but you're dating ben
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Another:
I really do think he would love to praise you. He’d whisper “good girl” as his hand tangled in your hair, his cock ticking the back of your throat. His fingers would squeeze around your neck as you rode him, tits bouncing, sweat dripping between them and down the dip in your back and he’d tell you that you looked so pretty, taking all of him, moaning his name. He would grip your waist tightly and tell you how good you felt, begging you to come undone around him.
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im wine drunk and cant stop thinking about the way ben’s lower abs would contract as he was fucking you, biceps glistening with sweat and flexing as he struggled to hole himself above you, hair hanging over his forehead, a few strands sticking to his skin, soaked with sweat, his brow furrowed, bottom lip red and between his teeth, grunting and groaning your name....sos
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Hello, new peeps!! I do have 2 wips but here is my longer fic to hold you over until then!! Enjoy some good France!Ben :)
THE GETAWAY (Ben Hardy FanFic) Prologue
A/N: Hi! So, here is the prologue to my Ben Hardy AU Fanfic! There are currently several chapters written, which you can find on Wattpad if you click on the link below, but I’ve decided to also upload it here as well. It might be a bit behind, but you’ll still get all the chaps eventually.
What it is: basically, a girl from a small town who is bored of her life decides to take a trip to Nice where she runs into ben, who is also running away from some shit and some romance ensues.
Word count: 1.6k
In this chapter: just some background to get us started. You probably don’t have to read this to understand what comes after, but it will help you understand the main character better.
WATTPAD LINK IF YOU WANT TO READ AHEAD
Here we go:
prologue
I brushed my thumb over the twenty year old bonds clutched between my fingers. My eyes swept over the bank tellers, my weight switching back and forth from my right to my left foot. These people were taking forever; I figured it would be slow since it was a Monday morning, but apparently this was when all of the housewives did their banking. I had been next in line for the past fifteen minutes and as time went on, my nerve was steadily draining out of me.
Last night, after a bottle of wine, I sat on the floor of my bedroom and reached under my bed for the manilla folder that held the contents of what I would consider the best six months of my life. The folder was worn, soft, had both coffee and wine stains, and looked way too aged for something that had only come into existence a year ago. I placed my glass next to me, on the equally stained gray carpet, and pulled out endless postcards, bookmarks, pamphlets, plane tickets, museum and park and exhibit passes, and polaroids. I sifted through them, running fingers over my best friends’ smiling faces, rereading postcards to my family I had already memorized, focusing on guides to museums in Copenhagen, Paris, and London as if studying them could magically teleport me back. Instead, I was stuck here, in Rye, a small town that I was so, so bored of.
I had lived here my entire life, and so had my parents. We went to the same elementary school and high school, we lived a thirty-second drive and a five minute walk from where my dad grew up. Everyone I had gone to school with had parents who graduated with or around the same time as mine. I felt so suffocated by sameness, by the ordinariness, and was terrified of repeating the pattern of monotony.
When it was time to go to college, I was sure I would end up in New York City—somewhere not too far, but far enough, different enough from everything I wanted to get away from. When I was in high school, I decided that I was made to live there. For nine months out of the year, I’m a New Yorker—but during the summer I’m always back in Rye because apparently it’s financially irresponsible to take out loans to dorm over the summer and I can’t afford an apartment on a waitress’s salary, nor do I have the time to take up a second job and go to school full time, so Rye it is.
I only ever missed New York seasonally, but I missed London all the time.
I missed living in London. I missed walking the three blocks from Queen Mary to the Co-Op to grab mushrooms, flapjacks, and a bottle of wine. I missed sitting on the Central Line at 11:30pm drunk, with Sarah and Annie on our way to our favorite club near Tottenham Court Road. I missed walking to Rinkoff’s hungover and grabbing a cronut. I missed Brick Lane on Sunday mornings. I missed a past life.
For the past year, I’ve been saving up to get it back. When I came home last June, I worked a waitressing job at a small restaurant on our main street, as many doubles as I could—six days a week—and I refused to spend a single dime of it. I worked part time the past two semesters and saved as much as I could, but metro cards were expensive and a girl needed to eat, and also have a social life, and instead of “throwing away” my left over aid money on spring break vacations like my friends did, I hoarded that $1,231 and pretended I wasn’t bothered by the Miami Beach pictures even though I knew I was missing out.
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are you ready for love?
warning: fluff, alcohol consumption, strong language, slight angst?
note: congrats on 4k followers @writingfortoomanyfandoms ! i began writing this and then fell out of love with it, but i (finally) figured out the ending and fell back in love! enjoy!
word count: 4.5k
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“what I’m saying is - and this is not a come on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can’t be friends because the sex part always gets in the way!” dan spoke, a little too loudly for the restaurant the group was in, trying to voice his (very out-of-date) opinion above the rest of the group. he was met with a lot of voices arguing he was wrong, and a fry from shane’s plate. “what?” he practically whined.
“just because you want to shag any girl you’re friends with, and who doesn’t have a boyfriend, doesn’t mean that every guy is the same!” harry perked up, practically punching dan in the arm after his comment.
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Can I get a imagine of Ben hardy and the reader is sick and he just takes really good care of her
Hii!! I already wrote one about Ben taking care of the reader when she has a fever! I don’t think I’ll write this just because it feels like a repeat im sorry :(
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Oh my god ‘That Time Of The Month’ and ‘You’ve Got A Fever’ are suuuuuccchhh cute stories!! I loved them so much, darling!
Awhh thank you so much!! 😊 i know i havent written in a while but im trying to so hopefully you’ll have more to read soon!! 💓
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Hiii i know i have been MIA on this blog recently but i DO have some stuff in the works...such as a brand new chap of THE GETAWAY coming out TM night on wattpad!!!
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