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Wishing a happy beloved birthday to Reece Shearsmith
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Reece Shearsmith as Benjamin in the series The League Of Gentlemen
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haras24 · 7 months
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Reece Fic Masterlist
Hi everyone! For those who don't visit AO3 all that often, I thought I'd share the links to my fics here. Please be aware that all contain sexual content, so they are all rated Explicit.
The League of Gentlemen
Your Place or Mine (Benjamin/Olive)
A Twisted Seduction (Lisgoe/Female Reader)
I Find Solace in Your Spite (Pauline/Ross)
Living in the gap between past and future (Ollie)
Remote Working (Ross/Lisgoe)
Respite (Ross/Lisgoe)
Hot Desking (Pauline/Ross)
In Sound and Silence (Ross/Lisgoe, Ross/Pauline)
TLC
Doctors and Nurses (Doctor Flynn/Nurse Judy)
Inside No. 9
Absolution (Matthew Warren/Original Female Character)
To Slake His Thirst (SPC Varney/Original Female Character)
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9leaguesofmirrors · 6 months
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Benjamin Denton Moodboard
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A Benjamin Denton moodboard, as requested by @fandomsmeantheworldtome. The ultimate final boy, the fact he survived the Tattsyrups AND escaped Royston Vasey cements him as an underrated legend!
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workingonit-currently · 7 months
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forevers-world · 7 months
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Imagine meeting your neighbors' nephew, thinking he's weird, and dating him anyway.
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tw3lfthdr · 5 months
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MAVETOAD /BENCHIE
Benjamin Denton x Richie
The League of Gentlemen
(short comic)
(these r my little guys, pls be nice)
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moreaugriffins · 10 months
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After watching the League of Gentlemen, and making my way through Inside No 9, I wondered if i could categorise the characters Reece plays.
So with the help of my wonderful partner @workingonit-currently (a big fan of both series), I put together something for The League of Gentlemen characters (reece version).
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Working out:
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detestedmuppet · 5 months
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looking at the stars, admiring from afar (mavetoad/benchie fanfic)
It was a beautiful night out, the crescent moon casting a silver light down on the landscape below. Two men sat, relaxing on a blanket and gazing up at the night sky. 
Richie had driven them out into the countryside for the weekend (far away from Royston Vasey). Having grown up in practically the middle of nowhere, living in a city like London was an adjustment. He wouldn’t trade his life with Benjamin for anything, but sometimes he missed the stars. They had rented a little cottage, and upon arrival, set up a checkered blanket they found inside on the grass field nearby. 
Benjamin hadn’t been the one to suggest this little trip, but he was glad that Richie had. Between his time with the Dentons and the shopkeepers, he hadn’t truly had a chance to admire how clear the sky was in Royston Vasey. That said, anything he might have seen there didn’t hold a candle to the beauty he saw here. The stars twinkled in the sky, and the vast expanse of land around them was far less dreary than the moors of Royston Vasey. He was captivated by it.
Despite Richie suggesting this trip, he wasn’t admiring the sights as Benjamin was. Instead, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from his boyfriend and the look of wonder on his face.
He rested his cheek on the palm of his hand, leaning on his elbow,  and gazed at him. The light from the moon shone, reflecting as a sparkle in Benjamin’s eyes, his smile further brightening his face. The button-down shirt he wore was unbuttoned at the collar and rolled up at the sleeves; he lay back on his arms in a way that accentuated his chest and waist.
Richie felt his heart swell with love. Benjamin was so beautiful.
“Ben!” Richie whisper-called, catching Benjamin’s attention. As he turned to face him, Richie rocked up off his arm, leaned up and kissed Benjamin’s cheek, then his lips in quick succession. He pulled back and smiled, watching him blush and quickly go red.
Benjamin looked at Richie, mouth agape, before burying his face in his hands as if to hide.
“Wha…what was that for?”, he asked, peeking through his fingers.
“Just wanted to.” Richie answered, smirking at how easily Benjamin flustered. His smirk quickly turned to a soft smile.
“I love you, you know? So much.”, he said, answering more genuinely. He was flustered as well now, looking to the side and rubbing the back of his neck. “Wanted to make sure you knew.”
Richie looked back at Benjamin with a sheepish smile on his face. Benjamin had taken his face out of his hands now, and was gazing at him with such fondness that Richie felt he couldn’t look away.
“Of course I know, you daft sod.” Benjamin said, cupping Richie’s cheek with his hand. 
Richie’s breath hitched.
“I love you too.”
Benjamin cupped Richie’s face with his other hand, and kissed him, softly. Both of their eyes closed, and Richie hummed into the kiss, smiling. He brought his hands to Benjamin’s waist and used it as a handhold to roll on top of him.
Benjamin broke the kiss, giggling at Richie’s antics, his hands still cupping his face. Richie joined in, bringing their foreheads together while they laughed.
As their laughter died down, he kissed Benjamin again, for longer this time.
It was as if he was infusing all his feelings for him into the kiss, trying to show him how much he truly loved him and how grateful he was that he had him.
Benjamin reciprocated, a reassurance that said “I know, me too, I know, me too.”
They had been there for each other when both of their lives were in turmoil.
And in that moment neither had felt more loved.
They separated, Benjamin rolling Richie off him to the side so he could cuddle up to him. They lay together, listening to each other breathe, Richie’s head against Benjamin’s chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“Rich?” 
“Yeah Benji?”
“Thanks for suggesting this trip.”
It was a beautiful night out, the crescent moon casting a silver light down on the landscape below. Richie and Benjamin lay together, relaxing on the blanket and gazing up at the night sky.
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legzakimmbo · 5 months
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RAHHHH MAVETOAD FIC
The chapters aren't incredibly long, but given the fact its not one big fic I don't think it matters too much
Please do read it!! You don't have to obviously, but feedback is appreciated mwah
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One of the tlog scenes i have watched more times i can count😂
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Sometimes you can’t go back. But you can visit.
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Red Carpet premiere for Christmas on Cherry Lane at AMC Lincoln Square on Thursday, December 7, 2023, in New York.
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9leaguesofmirrors · 5 months
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Shut The World Away (a Benjamin Denton x Richie fanfic)
I'm well and truly hooked on this ship now, so I'm making it everyone's problem. Have some soft Mavetoad where Richie has one of his frequent nightmares and turns to Benjamin for support
CONTENT WARNING: Nothing too steamy. But there is some making out and a bit of heavy-petting
Since escaping Royston Vasey, Benjamin and Richie had managed quite well. Blackbottom and London weren't exactly close, but it was enough for the journey by bus or car to not be too strenuous. Besides, they lived in the 21st century, so phones were very much still in fashion
While they usually settled on times and dates, there were the odd times where a surprise visit was necessary. Times where it simply couldn't wait. And that's how Richie ended up on Benjamin's porch, soaked to the bone from rain, at 10 'o'clock at night with a stony expression on his face
"Rich?" His boyfriend, dressed in striped pyjamas, wore his concern plainly "What happened?"
"I'm sorry." He said, slightly embarrassed by himself "I couldn't sleep."
Not saying a word, Benjamin let him in. Feeling a firm-but-gentle grip on his wrist, he felt himself being led up the stairs and into their bedroom. The door closed behind him. No other words needed to be spoken for Benjamin to understand
Richie still had problems owning up to having nightmares, that was most likely due to Pop drilling the idea of how a "man" should act into his head from a young age, but it wasn't hard to figure it out a pattern of behaviour: lots of late nights, random texts when he really should've been asleep (but, then again, Benjamin should've been too), and the fact he never denied it when he was asked about them
Even if he wanted to ask now, he didn't have time to. Because Richie had grabbed the back of Benjamin's head and pulled him into a deep kiss. The sort of kiss that somehow managed to be hard and lingering, yet carried a soft quality. Something inexplicably gentle that felt warm and lasting. Their bodies pressed together, less like a puzzle piece and more like a fusion of energies
Grabbing the back of Benjamin's head as if letting go would cause him to fall off the face of the Earth, Richie slowly moved backwards until he felt the edge of the bed bump against the back of his legs. Only when he sat down did he pull away for air, eyes closed and breath laboured
As Benjamin felt himself being pulled in again, he stopped himself. This caused him to lurch forward slightly, bracing himself by place both hands on each side of Richie, leaning against the bed
"Not if you're unsure."
"... What?"
"I mean, you're clearly upset. I don't want to take advantage of you or make you feel forced to do anything. You know, I want to make sure you're sure before you-"
"Ben, who led who to your bedroom?"
"... You led me to my bedroom."
"And who started the kiss?"
"You did."
"And whose still holding the back of whose head?"
"You're still holding the back of my head?"
"So, with all of that evidence in front of us, do you think I'm unsure?"
Benjamin tried to keep hold of his thoughts. OK yes, there was something very attractive about Richie being this assertive, but still, something didn't feel quite right. He sat down beside him, taking his hand in both of his
"I need a distraction, Ben." Richie sighed, his demeanour changing to one of genuine exhaustion, as if he hadn't slept for hours - which, Benjamin guessed, he hadn't "I don't want all of it, I'm not here for sex, I just know I'd rather be here than alone in my head." He felt Benjamin let go, and he looked down "If you don't want to, that's fine, I just-"
His words were quickly silenced by a light twist of his chin and a light press of lips to his mouth and he felt himself shifting closer, craving the comfort and groundedness that Benjamin subconciously knew how to give
It was long until they collided with the pillowy softness of the bed, shuffling so Richie could straddle Benjamin's stomach. He could feel his boyfriend groping slightly at his body from underneath him, his breathing coming out stuttery and needy
It was Benjamin that ripped away first, just for air, and looked up at Richie with eyes that seemed to sparkle. For a moment, nothing else existed. There was no rain outside, no fear, no past - no Royston Vasey or dysfunctional families. It was just them, just him
"Would be wrong to say you look nice?"
Richie furrowed his brows, head twitching to the side
"Just... would it be wrong, given the situation?"
"No."
Benjamin nodded, his breathing shaky, as he took Richie's hand and intertwined it with his own
This was responded to by Richie running a hand up Benjamin's shirt, making him gasp a little at the sudden feeling of warmth
As soon as the contact was made, Benjamin felt his body melting like snow as his breath escaped him. He could also feel the way Richie kissed his neck, as if he wanted to take his time undoing him fibre by fibre. Despite himself, Benjamin let out a gentle whimper
"Rich...?"
"Hm?"
"Is this... I mean, is it helping? Surely I should be doing this to you-"
"Benjamin," Richie said in that assertive, low voice that never failed to make his heart stammer "you're doing fine." He continued pressing his lips against Benjamin's neck, enjoying the soft sounds it brought out
"You're pretty..." Benjamin murmured before he could stop himself
"Pretty?" Richie repeated into his ear with a playful tone, his hand moving down to the hem of Benjamin's pyjama trousers "I thought I was nice."
For a moment, Benjamin's words faltered as he felt that warm sensation moving down further, palming at him with just the right amount of force for his back to arch slightly as he let out a slightly strangled moan
"You are." He gasped out "Pretty. Nice. All of it."
"Really?" Asked Richie innocently, applying just enough pressure to drag out a breathy whine from the man underneath him
Benjamin nodded with a soft smile
"You're a lot of things. Well, to me at least."
There was something about the other's company that seemed to make the past and the future shy away. An inexplicable wash of "something" that made the "nothing" feel less lonely and exposing
Instead, it felt like time was kind enough to stop for them, allowing them to bathe in that floating feeling for as long as they needed to
As their laboured breaths seemed to synchronise, Richie moved his hand slowly and let his head rest on Benjamin's forehead. No words passed their lips, none needed to
For both of them, this was enough
They were enough
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