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pigeon-princess · 3 months
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Front and back cover illustrations for my Curse of Strahd zine: Beyond the Mists. You can get the zine now on my online shop!
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francoanglo · 4 months
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Blanc: Phillip and I are having a baby.
Helen: That's grea-
Blanc, slamming adoption papers onto the table: It's you, sign here.
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loganslowdown4 · 1 year
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Some splendiferous cosplay happenin’
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eattherude713 · 10 months
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Started playing Syberia. Again. This game series is so underrated. Benoit Sokal did a beautiful job on these. I wish more people knew about it.
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bonkwosher · 1 year
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love the prompt list! what about 38 with benny blanc? 😇
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A/N: Yes, of course! Thank you so much for requesting! I was going to do another Glass Onion inspired one but decided to not do another one like that for this one. I accidentally went too far & now it's all sad with a happy ending.
Prompt: 38. Craving their company after a stressful day
Contains: Angst, Benoit cries (AHHHHH), mention of a gun, near-death experience, short one shot
Pairing(s): Benoit Blanc x GN!Reader
Benoit got in his car & let out a huff. It wasn't really of anger, more like... letting go of a breath he didn't know he was holding. He almost died today. An officer was chasing the suspect in his direction. The yelling of the officer made him turn around, he was just looking at some bootprints with another officer. He was too late, the man hurdled into Benoit & caught him off guard. The man pulled Benoit in front of him & held a gun to his head. He froze as the man yelled at the surrounding officers & the next ten seconds felt like years as his mind raced to you. He thought he'd never see you again. A gunshot launched him out of his frozen state, he put his hand to his head where the gun had rested. He was fine. Benoit looked up to see an officer with his gun pointed out towards him, smoke emitting from it. He quickly turned to see the man behind him dead on the floor. Now he's here, alone in his car. A knock caught his attention, making him jump & turn to the side.
"I didn't mean to scare you, Blanc. Just wanted to check if you want a ride, you seem really shaken."
He did just have a gun pointed at him, not like the officer meant it so harshly. Benoit placed his hand on the wheel & forced a tight-lipped smile.
"I'm fine, officer. Thank you."
"Alright Blanc, I'm sorry all that happened. If you need any resources for therapy I'm sure our receptionist can set you up."
Benoit was bouncing his leg, desperate to get home, "I'll look into that, thank you, officer."
With that, the officer let him go & Benoit pulled out & onto the road. Despite being eager to get home he was very careful while driving. He had to make it home to you in one piece. He found himself checking the rearview mirror to make sure no one was behind him. Soon enough, you heard the sound of keys at the door before Benoit walked in.
"Hey, baby! I'm watching (favorite tv show) right now, come join me!" You spoke excitedly from your spot on the couch.
Benoit walked over to you & picked you up like it was nothing. You protested, claiming you didn't want to miss your show but he was quiet & didn't let go. He brought you to your shared room & laid you down on the bed before climbing in & laying on top of you, his head buried in your chest. He hugged your waist tightly & took a deep breath.
"Benoit, baby, what's wrong?"
That broke him, he started bawling his eyes out & his grip grew tighter. He told you everything that happened & you returned the tight hug, in pure disbelief of the words he told you. Benoit sits up, straddling your hips & crying like a baby, you sit up with him.
"& I-I- thought I'd never see you again. You were all I thought about & I just wanted you to hug me & say it would all be alright."
To say you'd never seen Benoit like this was an understatement. He was the one that helped others, wiped their tears & solved their problems. You were glad that he felt like he could be not okay around you & talk about his feelings. You brush your thumbs across his cheeks to wipe his face. His eyes were growing red & they snapped to look at you.
"I love you, Benoit. I'm so sorry that this all happened, I'm here to help however I can. Even if that is just cuddles & listening, I will do anything for you."
"Thank you, Y/N. You are my world."
The two of you cuddled & talked for hours. He felt safe in your arms & you in his. You turned on soft music & put on a bath for him (His favorite /j) & offered to leave him be to relax.
"No, Y/N- Please stay."
So you did. You didn't want to get in the bath so you pulled up a chair next to him & read a book aloud. He admitted that your voice was incredibly soothing in this moment. Benoit asked for a back massage after a while & you happily obliged, feeling a little bad when you felt how tense his back was. After the bath, you two finally headed to bed.
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fe-fictions · 6 months
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Benny with a s/o who finds his appearance and build to be cute rather than intimidating. S/o can be a Oc, si, or just corrin I’m not picky)
(Let's GOOOO bc Benny IS so cute ;;; A ;;; Also I alternate between Benoit and Benny for his name; Benoit just sounds so much cooler, and I love the idea of Benny being his nickname ;;; )
He’d heard you describe him using that word once before. And he still wasn’t completely certain how he was supposed to take it. After all, he was notoriously one of the most fearsome and intimidating members of your army.
Where in the world did you get the idea he was anything other?
The latest time you said such an outlandish thing was during tea with your sister. Camilla had wondered aloud what had you so enamored with the man (who was currently hulking beside you, a towering presnece at the tea table.
“Well, I mean, where do you start?” You replied, looking your husband up and down and earning a bashful smile from him. “He’s just so cute!”
The term made Camilla giggle, and baffled Benoit.
“Er…you think I’m cute?” He repeated, a bit stunned by the statement, “You’re serious?”
“Of course I’m serious!” You huffed, as though offended he would suggest anything otherwise.
“But why?”
“Because! You’re- oh, I don’t know! It’s something about your face, and your hair, and how big you are…”
“Darling, those traits would make him look more intimidating than adorable. You seem to be confusing the two.” Camilla remarked, incapable of withholding her amusement.
“But he’s not fearsome!!” You countered, bordering on indignant. “I mean, look at him! He’s such a sweet and gentle person, how could anyone think him sometihng other than cute?”
“I-I think you’re referring more to my personality, not my appearance.” He corrected you as dour as ever. “I don’t exactly look ‘cute’. You look much cuter than I do.”
“Oh, stop it! Flatterer.” You laughed, failing to hide the blush on your cheeks behind your fingers. “That’s what makes you so cute! You look so rugged, and strong, but you’re such a gentle soul on the inside. I’ve never seen a man who can just hold out his hand and have a bird just fly over to you! It’s part of what makes you so special.”
“I feel like you’re describing an animal. Not a grown man.” Benny said shyly, the gushing praise of his wife making his heartbeat far too quick.
Camilla was smiling to herself, watching the two of you get into a competition over who might get more flustered first.
“When you explain it like that, darling, I’m beginning to understand your line of reasoning. Him being a big, gruff yet gentle spirit is quite charming.”
“Yes! You get it!” You cheered, grinning at your poor sweet husband. His eyes were fixed on the tea, a big part of him wanting to hide in a corner. “He’s just so adorable, isn’t he??”
“Indeed he is,” Camilla grinned behind her teacup. 
“Come on, now…this is a little much.” Benoit mumbled. You giggled as you wrapped your arms around his bicep, resting your head on his shoulder.
“I’m sorry, Benny. I just love my big, sweet husband so much I want everyone to know it! And if they don’t understand why, it’s my marital duty to educate them.”
“How many more people are you going to ‘educate’?” He sounded mortified by the mere thought.
You shrugged, “Anyone who asks! Camilla was just the start.”
“You know, I wouldn’t mind if…if you didn’t educate anyone else.” He sighed, earning another laugh and a kiss on the cheek.
“Very well, my love. If you’d rather maintain that fearsome image, I won’t undermine you. Now let’s finish our tea. And maybe, if Camilla asks for more stories or has other curious questions…I might just oblige.”
“Oh, I don’t think she-”
“Actually, Benny dear, I have thousands of questions I’d simply love to ask my Corrin. Now, when did you first discover how cute he was?”
Benny was beyond a good sport when it came to being harassed by his wife, thankfully. And you were sure to apologize for embarrassing him with a litany of kisses; the only fair compensation for his troubles.
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saturno-sol · 11 months
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The one, the only, Vermillion! She’s one of my Grimm OCs and she is very slay.
She’s technically the mother of another oc I have (Chantilly) and doesn’t really show up in my work except for Soledad (with a completely different personality) but she’s inspired by old hollywood starlets and 20s performers.
She had wings when she was younger but due to an “accident” she got em ripped off, then subsequently came back to wreak havoc on the bugs who did it to her (pictured above).
Her personality is very much prima donna-esque and her favorite activities besides dressing up are fan dancing and lounging on her fainting couch while smoking constantly. She’s trans, a lesbian, and her theme song is Christmas Kids by ROAR. She’s also dead.
Plus her manservant Benoit. He makes the best drinks.
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boardchairman-blog · 1 year
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**Shots of the Movie**
Glass Onion (2022)
Director: Rian Johnson Cinematographer: Steve Yedlin
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"Pieds Nus sur les Limaces" de Fabienne Berthaud (2010) avec Diane Kruger, Ludivine Sagnier, Denis Ménochet, Anne Benoît, Brigitte Catillon, Jacques Spiesser, et les participations de Jean-Pierre Martins, Gaëtan Gallier et Reda Kateb, avril 2024.
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mxaether · 22 days
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RELEASE MY MAN. HE DID IT BUT I LOVE HIM.
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pigeon-princess · 7 months
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The wizard with the constitution of a victorian orphan is still going strong in Curse of Strahd! The horrors of Barovia Valley are abundant but we endure.
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Helen: I can’t believe you live nearby, and you won’t let anyone crash at your place.
Marta: You people already know too much about me.
Blanc: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let any of us crash at your place.
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1634archive · 2 months
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TORONTO, ON - FEBRUARY 17: Auston Matthews #34 of the Toronto Maple Leafs celebrates his third goal of the game against the Anaheim Ducks with teammates Simon Benoit #2 and Mitchell Marner #16 during the second period at Scotiabank Arena on February 17, 2024 in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. (Photo by Mark Blinch/NHLI via Getty Images)
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yourfavispure · 1 year
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Benoit Blanc from Knives Out and Glass Onion is pure
Requested by an anon
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bonkwosher · 1 year
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Benoit Blanc x Assistant!Reader ~ Reader Gets Hurt
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GIF by: h-yuki
Warnings: Blood, Gun, Reader is shot
A/N: I'm still new to writing in third person but thought I'd give it a shot.
The one moment he stepped away from you. Benoit walked across the room to grab some evidence that sat on the table during his big rant about how the suspect was truly the killer.
"& if you look here, Tropper Wagner, this piece-"
A click makes Benoit freeze, he knew that click from the many times he'd been in proximity of cops & a dangerous suspect. It was the cocking of a gun. The fear was not as much for himself as it was for you, alone on the other side of the room, next to the killer.
"It would be best if you stopped talking, Mr. Blanc," Johnathan, the suspect, spoke with a smirk.
Benoit raised his hands above his head & turned to see the gun that rested in Johnathan's hand was pointed at him. A mental sigh went through his mind as he realized you were safe. Yeah, you were supposed to be just an assistant but he had already grown to have feelings for you.
"Now, Johnathan. I don't think you really want this, there's two officers behind me. You can't kill all three of us before one of them kills you."
You eyed the gun quietly, thinking Benoit was making a distraction so you could jump the man. Little did you know, that was the last thing he wanted you to do.
"I've killed four people already, what's three more?" Johnathan spoke before turning to you, "Don't think I've forgotten about you either, sweetheart."
Benoit took a step forward & was met with the gun racing back to face him. He was not going to be able to do anything. As Johnathan ranted about how he killed his previous victims, affirming everything you & Blanc had uncovered, you took a step behind him. He didn't notice. Another step. He continued ranting. Benoit didn't bother to glance at you, afraid it would get you caught, only acknowledging you in his peripheral vision.
'Please don't, Y/N,' Benoit pleaded in his mind.
You lunged at Johnathan & pushed the gun to the ground, a bullet pierced the floor as the trigger was pulled. You had successfully caught him off guard. You tackled Johnathan to the floor, landing on top of him & struggling to hold the firearm down. Benoit wanted to run to you but Trooper Wagner was holding him back to keep him out of shooting range.
"Let me go- I need to help him!"
"Benoit, you can't. Johnathan could break free & shoot you!"
"What about Y/N?!"
At that moment a couple shots fired going into the wall behind you. You slammed your fist down onto Johnathan's wrist & he yelled in pain, letting go of the gun. You slide it across the room & turned to the officers that were holding Benoit back, "Lieutenant, I need some handcuffs over here!"
Lieutenant Elliot ran to you & restrained Johnathan. You stood up, proud of yourself for protecting everyone & walking up to Benoit. He grabbed your arms tightly & you could see pure fear in his eyes.
"Are you hurt? I can't believe you did that, I would never insult you but that action was incredibly stupid!"
The rambling felt distant & you sort of mindlessly stared at Benoit's coat. You noticed him looking down then back up at you before feeling really dizzy. Within seconds your legs felt weak & you fell into Benoit's arms.
"Oh lord. Stay with me, Y/N. Trooper Wagner, Y/N was shot get a first aid kit now!"
Trooper Wagner darted out of the room & Benoit pulled you down to the floor with him. His hand quickly moved to your hip, covering a bullet wound you must have missed in the heat of the moment. As Benoit applied pressure to the wound, you finally felt the pain. Benoit shushed you quietly as you winced & apologized over & over. Trooper Wagner returned with the first aid kit & help Benoit pull out the bandages.
"Call an ambulance & get the suspect in custody with Elliot, I'll take care of Y/N," Benoit attempted to sound calm in effort to not scare you with his own fear.
As soon as Trooper Wagner, Elliot, & Johnathan left the room his hands became a little shakey. He lifted your shirt & replaced his hand with a bandage & applied one to the exit wound before wrapping your stomach with bandage wrap.
"Are you feeling alright? I shouldn't have let you do that, I shouldn't have let you come here. I just-"
"Benoit, it's okay. I chose to protect you."
"I'm thankful for that but I didn't want you to get hurt. This is my fault for-"
You grabbed Benoit's tie pulling him down to your level. You stopped when your noses were about to touch. Benoit let out a shakey, heavy sigh.
"Y/N, I- Do you-"
"Yes."
Benoit placed his hand on the small of your back & pulled you up to meet his lips. Sirens could now be heard getting close outside. Benoit now knew you'd be safe & his hands began to shake less. From this day forward, though, you will be babied so much more on cases.
Bonus:
Benoit walked out of the hospital room to see Trooper Wagner & Lieutenant Elliot waiting to hear if you were okay.
"Y/N's fine, I hate this stupid state."
"What?" Trooper Wagner asked, 'get well soon' flowers in hand.
"First Ransom almost kills Marta, now this? I swear I'm never coming back here."
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