#p; benji
Text
"And from the ash and dust of star they sat. It had always been just them."
-
JFHWLJEFH!!! Ever since I finally wrote out everything about the cryptids au I wanted to draw Sun and Moon at the very beginning
I'm still not great at backgrounds, but I like how this one turned out
#benji's art#digital drawing#digital painting#sun and moon#dca#dcau#cryptids and baby au#this isn't /r or /p its however you want to interoperate it!!#dca fanart#dcau art#dca community#dca fandom#I probably wont write many fics about this au#but I am working on the future with them and baby yn!!!
120 notes
·
View notes
Note
I find the idea of Benji having like 20 exgirlfriends, boyfriends, and personfriends; while Ethan has dated like 3 people in his entire life, to be hilarious, and now I'm going to integrate it into my headcanons for both of them.
I MEAN I tend to think that before the Prague Job, Ethan was an ethical slut, and it's implied he's having a threesome with Jack and Sarah. (I mean, I literally do not know how else to interpret that line, I have put on my Straight Person Goggles and that line does not make sense unless they are all three dating.) He's flirty and openly teases people.
Then the Prague Job goes fuckways, and Ethan's entire demeanor feels like a very sharp object that neither he nor anyone else knows how to handle. He def fucked Max in the back of that car (I feel like this is even implied by her later dialogue). But its not friendly and fun anymore, it's sharp and dangerous and almost his barricade Ethan is using for his own protection.
AND THEN THERE IS CLAIRE. Claire is trying her best to manipulate the shit out of Ethan, to keep his attention on her and her 'mourning' of Jim rather than the fact Jim is alive and both of them are toying with Ethan.
That extended sequence where Ethan and Jim are talking about "what happened in Prague" intercut with Ethan figuring out what actually happened in Prague-- there's a moment when Ethan pegs Claire as having killed some of the team, but he changes his mind and casts Jim in the role instead because... he doesn't want Claire to be part of this.
TAKE ALL THAT and marry it to the fact that Claire keeps initiating touch with Ethan, tries to get him to comfort her-- that scene with her sleeping on the floor and taking his hand to kiss it is tremendously fucked up.
(I once listened to a podcast that mentioned claire was kind of ethan's love interest and like WOW no. nope. that's not what's happening even a little.)
oh my god i'm rambling but WHAT I AM SAYING is that Ethan has immense trauma that is fueled by sexual manipulation and it honestly feels like it. Twink Ethan as an ethical slut had fun and didn't have to worry about this shit and was all about fair play. Then he has a brief stint as a bad boy that goes badly because robert towne can't write a movie. Then the next we see him he's GETTING MARRIED and leaving the game.
This post is already too long so lets continue. MI3 is fascinating because it's the one I hate the most but Julia and Ethan are tremendous, and the work put into humanizing him is amazing. He's enjoying playing as a doting husband (and 'playing' is inaccurate, he's not lying) and it actively trying to carve himself out of the IMF while multiple people (INCLUDING HIS BEST FRIEND LUTHER) undermine him.
But he still tries, and he leaves, and he's out.
And it all goes to shit. Which is this tremendous tragedy of Ethan Hunt frankly. He put in the work and-- you know the phrase "he's got skin in the game"? Well Ethan had a lot of skin in the game and he let it flay him on his way out just for a chance to actually be out.
GP Ethan is a wildly changed man, but in a way that honestly makes perfect sense to me. The trajectory of his character by design or by accident is an easily tracked arc. (I think McQuarrie gets me on this, or I get him, either or.)
After GP, there is simultaneously an emotional honesty to Ethan... but there's a physical distance. He's older, he's wiser, he's tired, and he's not dragging Benji or Ilsa into a pharmacy closet to have sex. That's not him anymore. But also, there is more raw emotion to everything he does. He feels like he's always on the back foot.
(He comes across as incredibly asexual to me honestly.)
Compared Twink Ethan flirting his way through MI1 to Fallout Ethan getting kissed by the White Widow and having ZERO reaction.
/clutches Ethan to my chest. i love this tired old man.
MEANWHILE: Benji is hot and has a hot bossy streak and has amazing fashion sense. He can get it, he just can't keep it because when Ethan has a job, so does Benji, sooooo yep. lmao.
79 notes
·
View notes
Text
Thinking about S2 Benji this Saturday evening...
#jurassic world camp cretaceous#camp cretaceous#jwcc#kenji kon#ben pincus#benji#benji jwcc#koncus#<- my personal fave :P#kenjen#<- also like this one#iaf.post
106 notes
·
View notes
Text
Character, book, and author names under the cut
Gavin Livingstone- Green Creek Series by TJ Klune
Fatma el-Sha’arawi- A Master of Djinn by P. Djèlí Clark
Benji- Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White
Kade Bronson- Wayward Children by Seanan McGuire
#Gavin Livingstone#Brothersong#The Timberwolf#Green Creek Series#Green Creek#TJ Klune#Fatma el-Sha’arawi#A Master of Djinn#P. Djèlí Clark#Benji#Hell Followed With Us#Andrew Joseph White#Kade Bronson#Wayward Children#Seanan McGuire#polls#lgbt books#queer book character tournament 2
51 notes
·
View notes
Text
god I honestly can't believe catfish is back in the year of our lord 2023 I haven't stopped screaming ever since they dropped the reading+Leeds headliners i literally feel like this
#t#catb#also like.... WHAT HAPPENED someone please SPILL#like is benji gonna be there cause like?? bondy and bob have new bands and in all honesty it doesn't look like they parted ways amicably#cause if this turns out to be another p!atd/brendon situation........ i cant go through this twice lmao#catfish and the bottlemen
15 notes
·
View notes
Note
You seem to have drawn a wide number of animals, or atleast their parts; are there any animals that you dislike/hate?
It used to be humans, because we know better human anatomy than zoology, only a few people would say to themselves "this rhinoceros leg is too long??" ; But this problem is solved now with practice and stylization and it's okay if the proportions are bad if it's done with taste. The faces are still a problem sometimes because my canvas is so small ! And nope i won’t talk about hands lol
I've always loved to draw animals and i enjoy to draw scales, fur, bugs, fishes, goo, claws, teeth, wings, patterns.. but composition is important and it's something i was really bad at when i began this ! I chose a vertical format and it can be very restrictive sometimes, some animals look good better in a horizontal frame. For this reason i would say rays because of their big fins ! I find it hard to capture the beauty of their movement, and even harder in a small vertical frame.
#ask#bravo-benji#297#ray#human#this merfolk was basically an artistic suicide ahaha#but like many attempts here#in this example i clearly gave up by using a simple front view without movement#sometimes i just wanna be able to draw this or this so i just try#and i post it even if i think it stinks :p
64 notes
·
View notes
Text
* 96. abcdefu de gayle.
"i was into you, but i'm over it now."
☁️ * starter para benji (previo) / @midncghts
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
Reunited with his one true love again 🥰
#will you look at that...#colour me surprised.. 🙄#he loves his sauna more than he loves his mother i swear..#it's Benji P. with that little abs roller wheel thingie#and Kas with the sauna...#these sports guys have such weird fondness for things...#i would love this sauna too... IF I COULD SEE HIS REFLECTION IN THE GLASS#BUT NOOOOO HE HAS TO HIDE ALL THE WAY IN THE CORNER#HEAVEN FORBID I SEE YOUR THIGH RIGHT KASPER PETER???#HEAVEN FORBID A BITCH EVEN GET A SINGLE GLIMPSE OF YOU OUT IN THE WILD#*grumble grumble*#Danish Royal Pain in my 🍑#king thicccness
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
I’m not really in the mood for conversation right now.
12 notes
·
View notes
Note
“You must be from Tennessee! Because you are the only TEN I see!“
This had to be a prank, he was sure of it. Somewhere, somebody was laughing at the imagination of his reaction. There was no other explanation for this currently reigning madness.
For one reason or the other, there was suddenly flirtation in the air and everybody was quick to compliment each other. To be fair, he wasn’t an exception but he thought it was just because he was in a good mood.
With a total of four cities in addition to his hometown being the only places, Maxim has ever visited or stayed at and very limited geographic education courtesy of his previous school, left the demigod with one more mystery to uncover.
What the fuck is a Tennessee?
No, I-”, he paused for a second as he interpreted Benji's expression for a hint on whether he was playing a joke on him or being just genuinely friendly, “I’m from Russia.”
1 note
·
View note
Text
Snowflakes On The Glass
Ben Chilwell x Fem!Reader
Warnings: morning cuddles, ben acts like a child, reader works her magic, teasing, it's giving sub!ben for like 0.2 seconds, penetrative sex (p in v), breeding kink, one like sorta misogynistic comment if you squint, creampie.
Word Count: 1,532
Author's Note: this was a last minute change, decided to the anon who asked about benji :)) this ones for you babes
merry smutmas series
--
Ben insists on having a snowball fight when he wakes up to the massive snowfall but you want nothing more than to stay in bed.
The cold air hits your bare skin when Ben gets out of bed, tossing the duvet off of him. You grumble something, tucking it in under your back so you could warm up again. There's a silence in the room, seeing that it was barely 7am when Ben got up from bed.
You knew for a fact that he didn't have training this morning, he had always just been an early riser - something you definitely weren't.
It was barely a few moments after he got up that he jumped back onto the bed, shifting the duvet once again and waking you from your sleep, or rather, your attempt to fall back asleep.
"Babe," he nudged your side. "Babeeeee, babyyyy, my loveeee." He sung off key into your ear.
You groan, rolling over to pull Ben into you. Your arms wrapped around the man, his face buried in your chest to shut him up. That usually worked but this particular morning, he managed to escape your grasp.
"Darling, get up!" He says excitedly; annoying you already considering how early on a Saturday morning it was.
You yawned, finally sitting up. "What is it? What's going on?"
"LOOK!" He says, pointing to the frosted over window. "It snowed."
"You woke me up to see snow?" You huffed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. "I've seen snow before, Benjamin."
"No," he rolled his eyes, "come on baby, let's go make me a snowman."
You're half asleep, you're not sure if you're still sleeping or dreaming. "Babe, you're not serious," you scoot on the bed, laying back down.
Ben huffs, a pout on his lips. "C'mon!" He pulls on your arm and you roll your eyes, shrugging him off.
"Pleaseeeee," he leans down, whining like a child when he puts his chin on your shoulder. You sigh, "give me 10 more minutes and then we can go down, okay?"
He was tempted to say no, he would drag you out of bed if he needed to but you looked so cute curled up under the blanket, cuddled into him. Plus the fact that you were now kissing all over his face, attempting to sweeten the deal was the cherry on top.
"Fine, but only 10 minutes."
"10 minutes of silence," you tell him, and he nods. Ben holds you close, his arms wrapping around you and you cuddle into your boyfriend, your head tucked away under his chin.
Ben's warm, you fit against him like you two were made for each other. It was one of your favourite parts of your relationship; Ben holding you. You loved him, sure, but his hugs were the best thing in the world; you forgot about everything else when you were in his arms.
Well, except for one thing.
You two had just woken up and now that Ben's back in bed, pressed up against you, you can feel a certain.. something.
Ben shifts a bit when you wiggle your arm free from underneath you. He doesn't think anything of it, his arms still wrapped around you. The next thing he feels is your hand pressed to his bulge, your fingers rubbing along him.
"Babe-" he groans, reaching down to hold your wrist. You bite back a smile, "hm? What's wrong?"
"Stop that." He whispers through gritted teeth.
Your brows furrow, "stop what?"
"Y/n," he breathes, exhaling as his own hand wraps around yours.
"What? Does that feel good?" You whispered, leaning up to kiss his jaw. Ben nods, knowing if he speaks he'll only dig himself into a deeper hole. "Words, Benjamin." You glance up at him and he clears his throat, his eyes fixed on you when he speaks.
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes," he swallows, "it feels good."
"Then let me make you feel good," you whisper to him, reaching up to kiss him.
Ben pulls you flush against him, his lips on yours; there's a hunger, something you can't figure out. You aren't sure what's come over him but you liked it, so fucking much.
He watches as you pull away from him, groaning and grumbling under his breath about how you never give him enough time to kiss you and you laugh. You ignore his grumbling, making your way down to his chest, your hand following the trail down to his stomach.
You had barely begun undoing the knot on his joggers when he stopped you, his hand on yours. "What?" You glanced up at him through your lashes.
God, you hoped he wouldn't bring up this stupid snowman right now.
"C'mere," he pulls you back up towards him, kissing you again.
A hand pressed to Ben's cheek, you mumbled between the kisses. "I'll let you kiss me later, lemme just-" your hand slipped between the two of you, rubbing along the obvious bulge in his joggers.
The man groaned, "as much as I want that, I wanna feel you."
You let out a shriek, the sudden smack to your ass making you laugh. "Benjamin!" You smacked his arm, the man smiles and kisses you once more.
"Turn around, love." He whispers, nudging you to flip around, facing the window now.
Ben's shuffling about behind you, he moves the blanket leaving you cold. His hands replace the blanket as a source of heat, pulling your leg back and hooking it over his. You feel his hand between your legs, pushing your panties to the side before his cock brushes along your slit.
His name tumbles from your lips as he pushes into you, his hand resting firmly on your hip, holding you in place as he settles behind you.
It takes you a minute to adjust, Ben's hand caressing over your bare leg in the meantime, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
He pulls your leg back into his a bit more, moving closer to you but in doing so, he pushes into you a little more. You whimper and the man apologizes. “Sorry love,” he squeezes your hip when he hears the whimper leaving your lips.
“Do that again,” you tell him, leaning back into him.
Ben smiles, pushing his hips towards you again, the tip of his cock hitting exactly where you wanted it.
“More,” you mumble and Ben could never say no to you.
He rolls you two over, pulling you up by your middle onto your hands and knees, your back arched and your face buried in the pillows.
It was needy and messy; feeling you around him drove him mad, hearing you ask him for more was the cherry on top. Ben's hand slid down the curve of your spine, resting between your shoulder blades.
“You’re so fucking perfect, baby.” Ben says, his words sweet like honey but his actions aren’t.
He pulls you up by your hair, your back arched and his hand now on your chin.
“C’mon pretty girl, let me hear all those sounds you make.” He says, the angle you were at puts him deeper than before.
The slightest movements and you can feel it in your stomach. It’s like he can hear your thoughts because his hand moves from your chin to your stomach. An arm wrapped around your torso, his big hand spread over your stomach.
"That's what you want, isn't it?" He taunts, leaning over you so his lips were by your ear.
You can feel him everywhere; every part of you belonged to Ben and he knew as much.
Ben lets you fall back onto the bed, both of his hands on your hips. Your moans are muffled by the fact that your face was buried in the sheets. Ben's thrusts are rough, his hips digging into your ass with each one.
“Maybe I should fuck a baby into you, hm?” He asked no one in particular, he wasn't expecting an answer. "Let you stay home and be my pretty little housewife, you'd like that wouldn't you?"
You mumble something, neither of you catches it. Your thoughts are all fuzzy, the thoughts blurring together into one and you feel yourself slipping over the edge.
You were close enough that you could taste it, a few more thrusts and you’re over the edge, his name falling from your lips. The way you were clenching around him causes him to follow behind you, the man falling onto your back.
The two of you are laying there, Ben on top of you still and you let out a laugh.
“What?” He asks, confused.
“Nothing,” you hum. “I love you,” you tell him.
You lay there for a bit, Ben untangling himself from you to get comfortable. The man looks over at you when you push the blanket off of you.
"Where are you going?"
"Didn't you want to go outside?" You asked, brows furrowed. Ben rolls his eyes and leans over, dragging your arm to pull you back into bed.
You tucked into his side, the two of you cuddled into each other. "The snow will be there later, won't it?" He asks.
You shift a bit, looking up at him. "And if it all melts? And you don't get to make your snowman?"
"It'll be worth it." He smiles, leaning down to kiss you.
--
taglist: @nosugarallspice @evieepepi08 @mimithepooh @koufaxx @dannyramirezwife-simpaccount @topguncultleader @molliemoo3 @aisharmi @mamako23 @ac3may @lewislcver @miahgonzalez16 @books-and-netflix-pls @wibi96 @bwddermilch @pedrisgatorade @clarasenchant @sainzluvrr // @trentsfav @trentsmyfave @noturbabe22
#ben chilwell#ben chilwell x reader#ben chilwell smut#football x reader#football smut#football x you#football x y/n#merry smutmas xoxo
336 notes
·
View notes
Text
AGBO Superhero League Nov 2020 Pom's Fantasy Football Trash Talk - Behind the Scene
and I can't help, wondering how Ethan and Benji's honeymoon in Venice would be like... :p
#simon pegg#ebenji#benthan#tom cruise#mission: impossible dead reckoning pt. 1#mission: impossible#pom klementieff#rebecca ferguson#mission impossible bts#myedits#ebenji edits#benthan edits
208 notes
·
View notes
Text
I love this interaction so very much! It feels to me like Benji likes to tease Elliott as his method of flirting xD
So I made a thing! Used this here to make the sprite and This to make the text box :)
And yes, Benji is on a first name basis with the Wizard cause he fucking owes us for all we've done around town :P (It's a multiplayer farm and Benji is the farmhand. Mostly tends to the critters and keeps the farm looking tidy)
#stardew valley#stardew farmer#stardew elliott#sdv farmer#sdv elliott#sdv elliot x farmer#stardew valley 1.6#stardew valley incorrect quotes#sdv incorrect quotes
20 notes
·
View notes
Text
Choose your Mission Part 6: The End
Masterlist ; Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3 ; Part 4 ; Part 5
You reached the end of your mission. Congrats! You saved Grace, she is unharm and away from danger.
Thanks for joining me in this little adventure, it was fun to play with you all :>
Yes the text from above it was to not mega spoil the vid bad end oopsie woopsie. Sorryyyy but I hope you enjoyed the game over anyways!!
This was very very fun to do and I wanna say thank you for everyone living the polls very intenselly, leaving nice tags or just voting!! Bless you :_) also it was very fun so probably I will do another one again... but also is very time consuming to prepare it all so it would be in some months until I have energy again for this ahahha xD
But yeah if you wanna have a rescue Benji mission tell me in reply, tag or ask or whatever :P if you prefer a totally different one so Ethan is still alive also tell me. If you are satisfied and hate sequels also is ok i love finished things and I can do these for other fandoms too hehe
Thanks for reading all this and have a nice day <3
#ethan hunt#solomon lane#benji dunn#grace mission impossible#cw blood#mission impossible#mission: impossible
40 notes
·
View notes
Text
☆ terms ☆
commissions by me, benji !!!
dm me thru tumblr, discord, or email me at [email protected] ‼️ payment options are p☆yp☆l (for international clients) and gcash 🐛🐛🐛
#i toast i draw i poast#traditional art#illustration#artists on tumblr#colored pencil#oil pastels#crayons#mixed media#queer artist#digital art#colored pencils#nonbinary artist#artph#art philippines#guhit pinas#commissions#art commissions#commissions open
91 notes
·
View notes
Text
T H I S A I N ' T O V E R Y E T - P A R T T W O ( T E A S E R )
Notes: so this a teaser to what i've been referring to as the 'pool smut' and what you're seeing is one of few flashbacks that will appear in the fic to kinda give memories the reader has of the fling that christian and the reader had the summer before. do we like it? are we excited for more? feedback is always appreciated
"You think I don't know you?" He puts the coffee cup on the bedside table and pulls the cover off you, pushing it onto the floor. "I know so many things about you, pretty girl," he says, nudging your legs apart with his knee and wedging himself between them, "things you wouldn't even think I would remember."
"Go on then," you foolishly encourage him, "amuse me."
Your head leans into his touch as he cradles your cheek, brushing soft circles against your skin until your eyes slowly close. "I know you like it when I do that because it calms you down," he says, chuckling when your eyes snap open, and you push his hand away by his wrist. There was no way you could give him the satisfaction of being right.
"Knowing one little thing doesn't mean you actually know me," you argue, propping yourself up on your elbows.
"Don't worry," he assures, resting one hand on your hip, letting it disappear under the end of your (his) shirt as the other presses down into the mattress beside you," that was just the tip of the iceberg, baby. I'm only just getting started." He starts with the little things: how you play with the tips of your ears when you're feeling overwhelmed, how he liked the way you could guess any song from just the first few seconds of it being played, and how you were the only person he knew that liked cinnamon in their coffee, even if he did think it was disgusting himself. "You think green apples are the best and that red apples can go to hell…"
"They're just not as good," you shrug, finding it hard not to look away from his eyes as he addresses you.
"...you're the most ticklish on your sides," you squirm underneath him, trying to avoid his hand as he runs it up your side, "you like to sing, but never in a crowd, you always read the ending of a book first, and probably the most important one, you're madly in love with me."
"You're wrong," you correct him, finding the strength to push him off. He rolls lazily onto the other side of the bed, tucking his arm under his head, grinning as you straddle his waist. "I could never love you," you say, running your hands down his naked chest, feeling every toned and soft part, "you're annoying, you smell, you've got cooties, you snore really loud, and you do this annoying thing called breathing." You feel his whole chest vibrate as he laughs, his smile emphasising his dimples. "And that laugh? Now that's a laugh only a mother could love."
"Wow!"
His laughter dies down, but the smile on his face remains. His eyes travel along with your hand, watching you reach for the coffee cup, picking it up off the table. The cup itself was still warm to the touch, and the coffee inside it was at a temperature that made it bearable to drink. You were just a fling. A bit of fun for him to have on his summer break. But he liked the mornings you would share: innocently bickering back and forth over cups of coffee until one of you finally silenced the other with a kiss, and you were back to fumbling around in his sheets.
He's brought back to reality as you set the cup back down, the soft clinking of ceramic against the wood just loud enough to pull him from his thoughts. "No, I could never love you," you shake your head, clear in your intentions, "you're fun for a night, but that's about it. The second you put your clothes back on, you become the most aggravating person I have ever had the pleasure of knowing."
"Good," he lies, "because I would be an idiot to ever fall in love with you."
--
F O O T B A L L T A G L I S T
@shanoontje @maseandkepa @theblxefox @blueathens @ofxinnocence @1-800-benji-chilwell @mrschilly @geek-and-proud @in-my-body-bag @laurasstufff1 @mountchilly @spicysainz @greykitkepa @thoseboysinblue @mountpulisic @dinonuggiesforliferz @chelseagirl98 @pulisicsgirl
#christian pulisic#christian pulisic imagine#christian pulisic one shot#christian pulisic blurb#christian pulisic x reader#christian pulisic x you#christian pulisic fluff
100 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
blistering-typhoons
the horrors!
nageshmoorthy03
Untitled
futurewags
Future WAGS
neversayitscoldoutside
" I just want to make art and help people"
