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[hardforbenhardy]

hi everybody,

so i’m aware i haven’t posted on this account for a while - reblogging or fics or anything. i simply haven’t really had motivation to write for ben or roger anymore - it’s not that i don’t love them anymore, it’s just that it feels weird to write for ben now that he’s in a relationship (that is my personal opinion, i don’t judge anyone that does) and i’m just really struggling with getting words onto a page.

this isnt to say i won’t upload or publish new stuff in the future on this account - i will always have it on my phone to sign into - but for now, i’m basically taking a little break from this account and uploading. i do have another account but it is completely separate and for a different fandom/individual.

i hope everyone is having a good quarantine, i am always here to talk to (i will still keep in contact through dms, though replies may be slow) and everyone have an amazing day!

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i’m aware i haven’t posted in a while i’m so sorry! i have about 8 fics i’m working on all at once and i’ll be honest - even though we’ve been locked up in isolation for weeks, ive had no time to write and also kind of no motivation - i’m trying my hardest to bust some writing out but i’m at one of those stages where i just don’t know what to write!! sorry to anyone who’s waiting for their request answering, or an update on somebody to love, i’m trying my best to get them posted :)

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12 16 and 18 for the asks!! 😊💖

the graph isn’t great sorry but i did my best :)

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i’m bored - send some in :)

Handwriting Asks

Send me a number and I’ll handwrite the answer for you!

1. write your URL

2. write the URL of the person who sent the ask

3. write your blog title

4. write the blog title of the person who sent the ask

5. your name

6. your birthday

7. where you live right now

8. where you were born

9. today’s date

10. current time

11. relationship status

12. the first 5 words that come to your mind

13. your number of followers

14. the number of blogs you’re following

15. the URLs of your tumblr crushes

16. draw your tumblr activity graph :)

17. describe the latest post on your dashboard

18. favorite band(s), musician(s)

19. favorite song(s)

20. favorite lyric(s)

21. favorite album(s)

22. favorite color(s)

23. celebrity crushes

24. favorite food

25. favorite beverage

26. favorite TV show(s)

27. favorite movie(s)

28. favorite actors or actresses

29. describe what you’re wearing right now

30. write something for the person who sent the ask

31. ships?

32. favorite season(s)

33. favorite ice cream flavor(s)

34. a place you wanna go on holiday

35. favorite number

36. favorite meme(s)

37. favorite animal(s)

38. favorite quote(s)

39. a random fact about yourself

40. write your name with your non-dominant hand

41. handwrite a message to your followers

42. something of your choice (specify in ask)

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Courtney’s 4K/Quarantine Writing Challenge!!

So, not only did I hit 4,000 followers a little while ago (thank you all so much again for that!) but we’re also all stuck inside for the foreseeable future and I know we’re all bored out of our minds (or at least I am) and I don’t read anywhere near enough fics as I should (and as I want to) so I figured since I’m going a Write Fest on my own blog to celebrate 4K (I’ll link it here if you want to check it out) I thought I could extend that to all of you guys as well!

So yeah, writing challenge, premise is pretty simple, I’ve hosted a couple before (lowkey flops but we move), you read the rules, abide by them, pick a prompt and a character and you write!

As always with me, I’m a nerd and so the prompts are split into categories - there are song lyrics, book quotes, comedy quotes and film quotes to choose from!

I hope you guys want to join in with this! I love reading what you guys write and this could be a really fun way to just keep us all moving and inspired over the next few months :)

The Rules

1) You don’t have to be following me but it would be nice because I’m lonely and want friends plz

2) If your piece of writing is over 500 words, please use the ‘read more’ feature

3) Reblog this post to get the word out (and tag anyone who may be interested!)

4) It’s going to be one person per prompt but if needed I can add more prompts

5) Smut is fine but please leave warnings as appropriate (THOUGH NO UNDERAGE CHARACTER SMUT THANKS)

6) On the back of that one, no inappropriate pairings pleaseeeeee

7) Also please make sure you leave appropriate warnings at the beginnings of fics if any sensitive subjects are brought up (e.g. mental health etc)

8) Ships and OC’s are welcome

9) Tag me in your writing!

10) Use the hashtag #Courts4KWritingChallenge

11) If you want to enter send me an ask with the prompt you want and the pairing you’ll be writing it with

12) The deadline for this is 15th July (this can be extended if y’all need it)

Keep reading

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Queen albums as James Acaster gifs pt. 2

The Game

Hot Space

The Works

A Kind of Magic

The Miracle

Innuendo

Made in Heaven

part 1

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absolutely james acaster so this made my day🥺

Queen albums as James Acaster gifs pt. 1

Queen

Queen II

Sheer Heart Attack

A Night at the Opera

A Day at the Races

News of the World

Jazz

part 2

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guys i’m back to writing and i’m hoping to have some new pieces out over the course of next week! this isolation has caused a lot of trouble but it has also meant i have more time on my hands to write so please feel free to send in requests or ideas for future writing!!

i’d also like to say i’m willing to write for any of the following people:

ben hardy

any of ben’s characters

roger taylor

taron egerton

any of tarons characters

joe mazzello

so don’t feel like you have to only send in ben or roger ideas!! :)

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i was tagged by @queenlover05 to write my username using song titles so thank you!

Hammer to Fall by Queen

Ain’t it Fun by Paramore

Radioactive by Imagine Dragons

Doing Alright by Queen

Falling by Harry Styles

Olivia by One Direction

Rocket Man by Elton John

Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen

Everything I Wanted by Billie Eilish

New Perspective by Panic! at the Disco

Hard Times by Paramore

Adore You by Harry Styles

R U Mine by Arctic Monkeys

Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen

Your Song by Elton John

i’m tagging @deviant-manghoes and anyone else who wants to take part!!

I’ve been tagged by @asphalt-cocktail to write my username using only song titles. The numbers were kinda tricky but I managed to get them right! Thanks for the tag! x

Quick Escape - Pearl Jam

Under Pressure - Queen & David Bowie

Everlong - Foo Fighters

Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles

Nothing Else Matters - Metallica 

Love of My Life - Queen

On the Moon - Adam Lambert

Video Killed the Radio Star - The Buggles

Elderly Woman Behind the Counter - Pearl Jam

Ruby Tuesday - The Rolling Stones

00000 Million - Bon Iver 

50 Ways to Say Goodbye - Train

I’m tagging @warriorteam1924 @hardforbenhardy @likesomekindofcheese and anyone else who wants to do it! xx

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thank you for the tag @queenlover05

top 3 ships: i can’t really think of any of the top of my head - do ben and olivia count? 

last song: lemons by brye

last movie: kingsman: the secret service

currently reading: fanfic - i’ve just started baby you were my picket fence by @inthedayswhenlandswerefew because i’ve been looking for a good read and @queenlover05 requested it so! book - i’m reading perks of being a wallflower

food im craving: right now im craving a nice fruit salad!

tagging: @deviant-manghoes @megalony @jennyggggrrr

I was tagged by @s-k-y-w-a-l-k-e-r thank you! 

Top 3 ships: I don’t ship anything sorry! 😅

Last song: Funk You Up by The Family’s Jam

Last movie: D-Day the Sixth of June (it’s a classic film I saw on tv, and although it’s a war film it’s much more about the interpersonal relationships of the characters than the actual battle - it was really very good)

Currently reading: It’s this guidebook about North American mammals, which I know a lot about already cause animals were my favorite thing as a kid, but I find reading about science/nature to be soothing, and some of it is new to me (I thought a Bobcat was smaller than a Lynx, but Bobcats are the same size or bigger). I’ve been reading it at night before going to sleep. c:

Food that I am craving: A mango lassi, I love those so much.

Tagging @grayson-dick @gwil-lee @bearkare @kitty-rushes-in @warriorteam1924 if you’d like to do this!

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thank you so much @queenlover05

icon: ben hardy as roger taylor - the second best version of roger taylor!

content: queen and borhap stuff - it’s mostly roger and ben right now but i am trying to broaden my horizons a bit! 

letter colour: grey

header: roger taylor on an 80′s gameshow

url: hardforbenhardy

blog title: also hardforbenhardy 

im tagging: @deviant-manghoes @jennyggggrrr and anyone else!

another tag by @underscoregreta that made me very happy, thank you babe! 💕

icon: Jane Lane from Daria. love the cartoon, love her, love Daria!

content: mostly queen and borhap, sometimes very shitpost-oriented, mixed with my personal bullshit, like makeup, hair and my drinking habits

letter colour: pastel pink

header: cherrie blossoms in a bright blue sky with the word baby in the middle

url: hannafuckingsucks because yeah.

blog title: you where my picket fence, it works with the baby in my header because it’s lyrics from the song miss missing you by fall out boy 💕

gonna tag @walking-in-a-daze @sweetgcreature @cherries-n-rocknroll @rogerseyeliner @queenmylovely and @supersonicfreddie

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since everything’s a little weird right now & most seem to be bored I thought we could play a quarantine game 💘 answer the following! 1. how has your day been? 2. what is the last thing that made you smile? 3. what’s keeping you entertained these days? 4. if you are in some kind of quarantine/self isolation: is there anything you’d like to achieve in this time? 5. post a selfie! (if your comfortable with that) 6. last but not least send this to some mutuals to keep the game going 🥰 (💖💜)

i love this idea, thank you @queenlover05 !! 

1. so far, it’s not been great but i’ve done some studying for chemistry and i am not going to carry on working on some of the fics i have half finished so hopefully it can only get better!!

2. i watched kingsman last night and it’s one of my favourite films, taron egerton definitely makes me smile! 

3. i’m rewatching all of tarons and bens films out of boredom, but i’ve also been working on some fics, and i’ve got a lot of studying to catch up on so i’m definitely still busy

4. i am in isolation - i want to keep my motivation to write, but i also want to reorganise my room and make it a little more how i’ve always imagined this (like this = 

so i’m going to get to working on that! 

6. i’m going to tag instead of send through an ask just because its easier but i tag @deviant-manghoes @megalony @jennyggggrrr @queen-paladin and anyone else who wants to join in! 

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guys i’m back to writing and i’m hoping to have some new pieces out over the course of next week! this isolation has caused a lot of trouble but it has also meant i have more time on my hands to write so please feel free to send in requests or ideas for future writing!!

i’d also like to say i’m willing to write for any of the following people:

ben hardy

any of ben’s characters

roger taylor

taron egerton

any of tarons characters

joe mazzello

so don’t feel like you have to only send in ben or roger ideas!! :)

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rules: highlight/bold what you prefer!

i got tagged by @underscoregreta thank u so much lovely!💓

honey and lemon or milk and sugar //musicals or plays// lemonade or iced tea/ winter or summer// beaches or forests// diners or cafes// unicorns or dragons// gemstones or crystals// hummingbirds or owls// fireworks or sparklers// brunch or happy hour // sweet or sour// rome or amsterdam// classic or modern art// sushi or ramen or neither// sun or moon// polka dots or stripes// macarons or croissants// glitter or matte // aquariums or planetariums // road trip or camping trip // colouring books or water colour// fairy lights or candles

i’m tagging @deviant-manghoes @queenlover05 and anyone else who wants to do it!💓

rules: highlight/bold what you prefer!

i got tagged by the lovely @lidah-itsme thank you Teresa!🧡

honey and lemon or milk and sugar //musicals or plays// lemonade or iced tea/ winter or summer// beaches or forests// diners or cafes// unicorns or dragons// gemstones or crystals// hummingbirds or owls// fireworks or sparklers// brunch or happy hour // sweet or sour// rome or amsterdam// classic or modern art// sushi or ramen // sun or moon// polka dots or stripes// macarons or croissants// glitter or matte // aquariums or planetariums // road trip or camping trip // colouring books or water colour// fairy lights or candles

I'm tagging @football-laeli @neckarinselstrand @sonic-volcano @hardforbenhardy and anyone else who wants to do this!

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This one comes from personal experience. Anyway... Reader is at the beach in a bikini and Ben (stranger) makes a comment about how ugly a birthmark on her upper leg- lower bum cheek area is and she gets really upset. A few year later they meet up, start a relationship and in the middle of some smutty stuff he realises that she's the one he was rude to. lots of fluff at the end? Hope that's okay? xx

beach body ready | benxreader

I’m sorry if this isn’t quite what you expected, but I tried to do it as much justice as I could! Especially since it’s personal experience - I personally can’t see Ben doing something like this so I tried to find an even field where it is like Ben as much as possible but still sticking to your experience. Hope you enjoy!

summary: you were always pretty confident in your body, until a rude remark about a birthmark set you in the tracks of insecurity. years later, you come to find you never let that go, and find it difficult to face

warnings: insecurities, rude remarks about birthmark, swearing, light smut

word count: 4.9k

requested by @queenlover05 - i hope you love it! (sorry if the ending is a little shit, i wasn’t sure what to write towards the end)

You grew up right by the ocean, waking to the sound of the waves on the sands. You swam of course, and to you swimming meant briny waves colliding with your faces, not the chlorinated pools that were further into the town. Even in the summertime, there were days you didn’t want to swim or catch crabs; you’d take your fingers and draw a hopscotch grid in the sand. Pebbles were always easy to find. You and your friends could spend hours there, hopping from one foot to two, spinning and making your way back to the start. You can still recall the softness of the sand, your feet erasing the numbers and the lines as you went. Some days you’d even play long enough for the tide to claim our game. Then you would slink home under the setting sun, only to repeat the fun the next day. 

So, returning there in your early adulthood was like a dream come true. After moving to the city to study at university, you never really got the chance to visit the place you called home as much as you’d have hoped to. You had almost forgotten the way the hot sand slid between your toes, or the way the cool breeze drifting through your locks, and the taste of the saliferous water on your taste buds. Almost. 

*****

“Over hewre, YN!” your little sister shouted, jumping up and down in an outburst of pure elation. You laughed loudly, picking up the light beach ball from the ground and throwing as well as you could. After a few times of throwing the ball to each other, you began failing miserably when the wind caught it in its breeze, causing it to fly off to the side. 

“This isn’t going to work, Liv! It’s too windy!” you shouted back, both giggling at the sight of the ball floating away in the ocean. The 5 year old was quick to chase after it, throwing herself into the cold water and doggy-paddling to keep up with it. You ran in after her, not only to make sure she was safe, but mostly because it looked even more fun than being on the land at that point. The sudden chill of the ocean made you squeal, Olivia laughing in response. 

“It’s not even cowd, YN! Come on, I want to swim!” 

“I just got in Liv!” you exclaimed, racing to catch up with the small girl who was now so deep she couldn’t touch the ocean floor with her feet. She definitely took after you and you tendency to take risks; one of your favourite things to do was just float in the ocean and let if drift you where it wanted, it made you feel free. A good 20 minutes later of splashing around in the water and getting your hair positively soaked, you started to feel yourself get hungry. “How about we go grab some ice cream and sit on the towels for a bit, huh?” 

Of course, Olivia bolted back onto the sand, grabbing her towel to wrap around her stomach and waiting incredibly impatiently for you to follow suit. As you emerged from the water, your bikini bottom pulled up a little higher than usual, but you left you it be not thinking much of it. Thankfully the ice cream van was not far from where you had settled with your things, so you were okay with leaving your stuff alone for a few minutes. With her small body hoisted on your right hip, you turned to her; “Okay Liv what do you want?” 

“Stwawbewwy ice cweam! With chocowate sauce! And a chocowate fwake!” she cheered, pointing at all the different parts of her creation that she could see in the van. The man behind the window chuckled lightly, following her hand to grab each piece, and quickly whipped up the concoction for the small girl. “Thank woo!” 

“Is that all?”

“Oh, erm, yes that’s it thank you” you grinned, before looking over at your sister to see remnants of the melting ice cream all around her cheeks and chin, as if she’d shoved her face straight into it. You chuckled loudly, seeing her shoot you a guilty, toothy grin in response. “Actually, could we get a few napkins as well if that’s okay.”

After paying for the ice cream and resulting napkins, you headed back to sit down for a while; you had forgotten quite how exhausting the beach could be. IN the direction of your towels, you noticed a man standing beside them, bending over to pick up something. In the split second he stood back up, you took in the sight. The boy was probably the most attractive man you had ever seen; he had the most gorgeous emerald eyes with the smallest flecks of gold in them that made them gleam naturally in the summer sunlight. And you couldn’t deny how built he was either. An incredibly built six pack, with an arousing v-line which disappeared into the red swimming trucks he was wearing, and his thighs; God his thighs. Your favourite part of him, however, was his soaked, golden locks; you couldn’t deny, you were a sucker for hair. 

“S-sorry, can I help you?” you stuttered out, trying not to choke on your words at the blonde in front of you. He hadn’t noticed you at first, but you saw his eyes quickly rake up and down your body before answering.

“Sorry, my nephew threw this and it landed on your towels. I didn’t mean to bother you” he excused, stumbling over his own words from nerves. You weren’t expecting the deepness, with just a hint of sultry, in his British voice; it sent butterflies straight to your tummy. You saw his hands holding a frisbee, and immediately understood. 

“Oh, it-it’s fine. I’m YN” you grinned, holding your hand out to shake his. He took the offer, taking your hand into his, and you couldn’t help but notice how rough and calloused they were. God. “Ben, are you from around here or-” 

You were quite sure he could feel your hand lightly shaking from nervousness, but that was the least of your problems at that point, especially considering Liv was now nowhere to be seen. Your head shot around the beach, catching the small girls body heading towards the sea, ice cream in one and piles of sand in the other. “I-I’m sorry, just- Liv, get back here! Not in the sea while your eating your ice cream remember, we sit on the towels while we eat. Otherwise, the ocean might steal it and we don’t want that do-”

“Have you always had that?” Ben’s voice chuckled from behind you, making you shoot around confused. 

“Huh, sorry? Had what?”

“That thing… on your leg?” he answered, pointing to your upper leg-lower bum cheek area. You knew exactly what he was referring to; you had a birthmark in that exact area. It wasn’t common that people would ask about it, but when they did, they were polite and respectful about it. Which was why it threw you off a little that Ben had found it funny. 

“Oh, erm, yeah. It’s a birthmark, why?” you said with puzzlement, not quite expecting what he was to say next. 

“Oh, nothing. It’s just, it’s not exactly the prettiest sight.” 

“Erm, excuse me?” you scoffed out, furrowing your brows in disbelief. Was this random man really making a comment about this? You were usually able to brush off the bad comments about it, people had said before how it was different to any birthmark they’d seen before or that maybe you should have it checked by a doctor, but that was always in private and you could explain the situation. At this point, Ben was just being downright rude and it was embarrassing

“Well, I thought you were pretty hot until I saw that. Don’t get me wrong, I know you can’t help it but like it’s pretty unattractive” you were left stunned at the remark. Never had you expected words like that to come out of a mouth of someone who seemed to be such a gentleman. You now understand the meaning of don’t judge a book by its cover to a t. 

“Erm, sorry could you leave? I don’t care for your opinions” you retaliated, a grimace showing on your face. You could see some slight hesitation and guilt on his face, as if he hadn’t meant to upset, but you considered him stupid if he thought saying such things wouldn’t render you at least somewhat angry. He backed off, raising his arms in the air as if to sarcastically say ‘sorry’ before jogging to meet his nephew on the other side of a big umbrella. You quickly went back to your spot, plonking down on the towel and huffing in defeat. Your mind couldn’t help but glaze over his words - ‘unattractive’, ‘not the prettiest sight’. You tried so desperately to hold back the tears that had began brimming in the corners of your eyes, but there came a point where you weren’t able to stop one from rolling down. Your little sister popped up from beside you, noticing how downcast you were, pouting out her bottom lip in over exaggeration.

“It’s okay YN. Why are you wad?” she reassured you, jumping down on your stomach and wrapping her arms around your shoulders to give you biggest hug you thought possible, yet you couldn’t help but laugh at the fact she still had ice cream smeared all around her mouth. You chuckled lightly, planting a big kiss on her cheek and wiping the tear from your cheek.

“I’m not Liv, don’t worry. It’s just, people say mean words sometimes, words about things people can’t change, or things people may be insecure about. And it can hurt their feelings” you explained, sitting her on your knee and sniffling back anymore tears about to drop.

“If it makes you feewl better, I think you’re biwthmark is vewy pwetty” she smiled, reaching her hand round to rub the mark and give you another quick hug, as you mouthed ‘thank you’. She jumped up off your lap, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the see; “Let’s go swimming again!”

You spent another hour or two in the ocean with the little girl, but you couldn’t help your eyes drifting over to the blonde man every few minutes. You couldn’t let what he said go, and yet he looked like nothing had even happened when 30 minutes after the incident he caught your eyes and threw over a friendly smile. You tried to send one back, probably failing miserably.

“I thought you were pretty hot until I saw that“

** 3 years later **

You had been practically craving a coffee the whole morning, your lack of energy due to your work piling up had been swallowing you whole and you needed something to keep you awake. It was only the fresh afternoon, but you were sure you would drift back into sleep if you didn’t find a source of caffeine from somewhere, so you popped round to the local coffee shop.

“One large latte macchiato please, thank you” you asked the cashier, tapping your card before taking a seat at a small table just across from the counter. Scrolling through your Instagram feed, you saw a familiar face pop up a few times on an account you were even aware you followed; Ben Hardy? You clicked on his page to investigate further, when you realised exactly where you knew the guy from. It was the same guy who you had met at the beach a few years ago, the same guy who had insulted your birthmark. You were over his comment by now, it didn’t really affect you anymore but it had admittedly sent you into a bit of a frenzy for a few months after it. You didn’t wear shorts, or you wouldn’t wear a bikini to the beach, you refused to have sex with any guys. It weirded you out a little though to find him on your feed, was he famous? Posts of friends, photo shoots, a few familiar actors… press junkies. Premieres. Movie sets? He was an actor.

Ben Hardy was an actor

He seemed like he was doing pretty well for himself, and you noticed he was staring in a new movie alongside some of your favourite actors. You popped him a follow, liking a few of his recent pictures, and almost instantly you got a DM and follow. Off him.

Ben Hardy

hey, this is YN right? from the beach like 3 years ago?

You panicked, surprised that he even remembered you or the incident, but then again you remember him. What’s the difference? What shocked you even more was that he was being so friendly; did he not remember what he had said to you?

You

heyyy ben, yeah it is! surprised you remembered me, especially after what happened haha

Trying to play it cool was not something you were very good at; when you were nervous, you were nervous. Friendly may not have been your approach to the man 3 years ago, but you couldn’t deny seeing him again kick-started that small crush you had felt on the stranger. Maybe what he said, he hadn’t meant.

Ben Hardy

what happened? i literally don’t remember anything except you! 

in a good way i swear - god, that sounded bad. im sorry - i remember thinking you were pretty good looking! 

Ironic. So he didn't remember. And he seemed like he was taking a relatively amiable approach to getting to know you; maybe it could be a fresh start. If he didn’t remember what had happened, he most likely didn’t remember what had caused it. Maybe he had changed. Hopefully he had changed. 

You

oh it was nothing! can barely remember it either! but thank you - can’t say you weren’t either haha

so did you message for a reason or…

Ben Hardy

not really, just thought i’d check in on you considering we didn’t get to speak much when we met. i’m actually back in your town next week, would you maybe want to meet up? grab a coffee and have a chat?

This threw you off. You really, really wanted to. But you knew it probably wasn’t a good idea; I mean you had only met him once, and that one time, he insulted you. Not a good first impression, but you couldn’t help the urge to say yes. And your fingers were typing it out before you could even stop them;

You

yeah that sounds great! 

i know the perfect place - in fact i’m sat there right now! they have the best homemade pretzels, they’re to die for!

Ben Hardy

i’ll take your word for it! heres my number - *blah blah* - text me with a good time and place? 

Shit. He had just given you his number. Was this a date? Or just two people who had met before simply meeting again. Or what if you got there and it was all an elaborate prank set up by him and his friends to embarrass you in front of everyone. Either way, you had committed to it, and backing out now would make you seem like a pussy. And maybe it wouldn’t go sooo bad. You hoped.

You 

can’t wait!

*****

“Babe, I’m back!” you heard his voice shouting through from the front door. Sat on the couch, you were reading a book you had recently taken out from the local library when you heard the commotion of his bags being dropped on the floor. Your head shot around, a grin plastered across your face at the sound of his husky voice. You watched as his blonde hair bobbed into the room, walking towards you and placing a peck to your forehead.

“Missed you” you muttered, leaning your head back further so the second kiss landed on your lips instead. Placing your book down on the side table, you turned to where he had just sat down next to you and cuddled into his side, his warmth sending shivers down your spines. 

You almost considered bunking off on the date you planned with Ben, your nerves and insecurities getting the better of you as it got closer to the day you planned. Even texting him a time and place was hard enough for you, but you saw it as a challenge for yourself; you didn’t want to let one small incident ruin your chances with him. So you did text him a time and place. 12, early rise cafe? And you did go on the date. And you did hit it off with him; he was nothing like you remembered. Constantly complimenting you, how gorgeous you looked and how intelligent you were. A kind soul, he described you as at one point. After that, you continued to keep in touch, even when he was away filming he would be sure to put aside at least one hour every night to call you and you would just talk about your day. You caught feelings fast, and what he had said to you years before was long forgotten.

You had now been officially together for 3 months, and you were the happiest you had ever been; he loved you, and you loved him. He reminded you of it every day, with both words and actions - kisses, hugs, occasional squeezes of the bum, saying ‘I love you’, you even caught at him staring at you from time to time while you worked. He felt like the luckiest man on earth. Almost, there was just one thing he wanted to do so badly with you that you were yet to agree to; he wanted to make love to you, show you just how much he truly does love you but physically. And you wanted it too, just the sight of the blonde himself was enough to turn you on, but there was one thing holding you back. You thought maybe you’d let his words go, but he hadn’t seen you naked since that time on the beach, and you couldn’t help but fear the idea of him bringing it up again. What if he left you? What if he thought you were ugly and decided he didn’t want sex? What if he just laughed? What if-

“YN, babe, are you listening?” he cleared his throat, his eyes looking down at you worryingly. You didn’t even realise he had been speaking, too caught up in your own thoughts of doing it (or not) with Ben. He seemed very stressed as he came in, and it was still showing now, so you felt very guilty. “I was saying how Joe mentioned we should all head round to his some time this week for dinner, like a quadruple date or something. I’m down if you are but don’t feel forced, I know you haven’t known them for very long”

“O-oh, yeah that sounds good” you murmured, trying to sound enthusiastic about the suggestion but failing; Ben knew you and his friends didn’t get along very well because they were all actors and knew each other’s, whereas you were just a girl from a small town who had never met any of them. It’s not that you didn’t like them, it’s just that you preferred to keep to yourself and all they would do is ask you questions.

“You don’t seem very enthusiastic”

“I-I want to Ben, I just get very nervous around new people. I promise, I’ll try and make it, but don’t let me hold you back from going” you smiled, watching his face light up at the fact you’d step out of your comfort zone. For him. He kissed you straight on the lips, hand shooting to caress the side of your face lightly and placing the other one on your thigh. You tensed a little at the feeling but grew comfortable to it soon after, it felt nice. And it gradually felt nicer and nicer as he moved further up you thigh to meet the buttons of your jeans. Until he began unbuttoning them. And every thought and insecurity you had encountered before came flooding back; he’s going to see your birthmark, and he’s going to remember exactly what he said at the beach, and he’s going to realise he was right, and he’s going to dump you. 

Of course, he noticed the way you froze in your spot, taking a deep breath in. He pulled back immediately, hand still on your thigh but much less tight now, in a more comforting way. “Are you okay? I-I’m sorry, I got caught in the moment, I-”

“It’s fine, Ben. I just- I don’t think we should” you muttered, refusing to make eye contact with the blonde as you twiddled your fingers out of nerves. He could tell something was wrong, he had never seen you so removed and insecure before. But you had been together for 3 months, and he thought it was a good time to start getting intimate; not that he wouldn’t respect your decision, he was just getting a little impatient with being with you and not being able to help the raging boner in his pants nearly every time he saw you. 

“Why not?” he questioned, not in a accusatory way but a curious one. He was beginning to get a little insecure himself; did you not want to have sex with him because you didn’t find him attractive? Or because you didn’t think he’d be any good? He couldn’t hear the apprehensive thoughts in your head, but you were struggling to put them to words. He didn’t need to hear them, for when you started tearing up a little before him, he knew something was definitely wrong; “Hey, hey, what’s wrong? You can talk to me about anything”

“I know I can Ben, just not this”

“YN, if whatever is going on in your head is hurting you, we talk about it; I don’t care if you think it’ll be embarrassing, or make me sad or angry. We talk about your problems because that’s what I’m here for” 

“It’s… I, erm, I don’t want you to see me naked” you practically the lasts word, so quietly that you weren’t even sure he had heard them at first. But he had, because his eyes widened in disbelief. He hadn’t even considered the fact he hadn’t seen you in underwear before because you had seen him in just his boxers so many times that he just found it normal. “I don’t want you to leave me”

“I- YN, why would I leave you? I love you, every single part of you. Naked or not. Please, you need to explain what is going on in your head so I can help you” he encouraging, smoothing his hand up and down your thigh in a calming manner. You wanted to tell him, explain what was going on in your brain so he could help, but you didn’t want to; your insecurities got the best of you. Everything had been going so well in your relationship, and you didn’t want something like this to ruin everything you had worked so hard for. You didn’t want one measly birthmark to ruin everything. You loved him, and you wanted to make sure he loved you. After you had stayed silent for a minute or two, Ben was beginning to grow impatient; “YN, please you need to talk to me. I don’t understand how you could feel so insecure over your body when-”

“Because of you!” you cut in, almost screaming the words if your voice hadn’t been so weak. Ben stared at you incredulously, his brain trying to understand what he might say or have said to put you in such a state; he thought you were absolutely perfect, and he told you that nearly every day. Because you are perfect. “Because of what you said at the beach 3 years ago.”

“I-uh, I don’t…”

“You seriously don’t remember?” you scoffed, thinking he must be joking at this point because it was the first time you two had met; he must’ve remembered some of the conversation. You stood in front of him, deciding that it was now or never to show him; you deserved someone better than him if he repeated what he said 3 years ago. Pulling your pants down just enough to reveal the top of your leg, letting Ben finally see the reason you were so reluctant to get naked in front of him. You watched as his mouth open in confusion, and then realisation. “You called it ‘pretty unattractive’ and said how you thought I was hot before you saw it. It hurt Ben, a lot. Having a complete stranger point out and make fun of something that you can’t change. I put it aside at the beginning of our relationship because I really liked you and I hoped you changed; but I can’t help but be scared that you’ll still leave me. That’s why I didn’t want to get intimate yet, I’m sorry.” 

“No, no, no, I’m sorry” Ben mumbled, unable to comprehend a lot of what you had just said. He remembered what he had said, but he never realised how badly you took the words; he didn’t even consider the possibility of hurting you by saying it. He was an ignorant 20-something-year-old who only thought about sex and partying, and so he thought he was just ‘bantering’ as he would’ve called it back then. Watching the way it affected your feelings broke his heart; he had never meant to hurt you, and he never would want hurt you intentionally. “I-I never even considered how that may have made you feel. I don’t even remember much about that day; I can’t excuse what I said at all. I was probably trying to cover up my own insecurities or the fact that I thought you were really attractive. I can’t say sorry enough, but I really am and I want you to know that I think you are the most beautiful person on this planet. And I’m sorry that I made you feel any less than that, and if you decide you don’t want to love me anymore, I understand-”

“Ben.” you interrupted, seeing that he was also now on the brink of tears. He thought you wouldn’t love him. He thought you wouldn’t love him. Not the other way round like you had assumed this situation would go. You let out a small sigh of relief before walking to Ben, who was now sat hunched with his head in his hands. You threw your legs over his to straddle his lap, a common cuddling position for the two of you (one of your personal favourites, but Ben would always get afraid you’d be able to feel his semi every time) “I will always love you, I’m certain of it. I wouldn’t have let myself fall for you if I wasn’t willing to forgive you. I was scared that you wouldn’t love me, that you’d remember how disgusting I am and you’d leave. Trust me, I think this is the most sexually frustrated I’ve ever been, you are too fucking hot to spend all this time around and not get turned on.” you chuckled lowly, Ben joining in before shooting you a smirk and small wink; classic Ben humour. “I just… I let my insecurities get the best of me and that was my fault. I guess I only took it to heart because it was coming from you, usually I can brush those comments off.” 

“I’m really sorry, YN, I don’t know how I could make it up to you, I’m so sorry-”

“Ben, you seriously need to stop apologising” you giggled, cupping the soft skin of his cheek and stroking your thumb gently. He went to say it again, catching himself out and looking almost ashamed about it. “You said you wanted to make it up to me?”

“I-I would do anything YN, I love you.” he stuttered, almost surprised you were giving him a second chance as he looked up at you with his baby doll eyes. 

“I can think of one way you could, erm, make it up to me?” you muttered, beginning to become embarrassed with what you were saying. He seemed eager though, nodding his head urgently to urge you to say what was on your mind; “show me how much you love me?”

“I-erm, how? You want gifts? Hugs?” he rushed, but you just giggled at his obliviousness to what you were suggesting. 

“No, Ben. I want you to make love to me” you whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck before planting your lips firmly onto his in a moment of passion. He immediately returned the gesture, feeling relief you weren’t nearly as angry at him as he thought you’d be. 

“Now, that I can do” he mumbled against your lips, raising to his feet and hoisting your body so he could carry you upstairs. 

He vowed the love you forever, and always prove it in every way he could, including making love to you. And he did just that. 

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[hardforbenhardy]

i think this is my new favourite sound clip to exist

Roger: We can’t slow down! Freddie: (laughs) Right, take two. Brian: I’m trying to slow it a little down— Roger: Well it doesn’t need slowing down, it’s— god, it’s creeping at the moment! Freddie: (laughs) Alright, try— Roger: God, it was so slow! And it was getting even slower. You always try to play this like I’ve never— Freddie: Take two! John: You’re playing the fucking twelve string. Freddie: Take two. John: (laughs) Roger: (fed up) ALRIGHT THEN, I’ll follow you! Brian: (mocks Roger by making crying noises) Freddie: Right, take two.

[hardforbenhardy]

thank u for the tag @queenlover05!!💓

do you make your bed? personally no, unless people are coming over...🙃

what’s your favourite number? i don’t rlly have one or not that i can think of - imma go 9 coz that’s my birth date :)

what is your job? i don’t have a job at the moment, i’m currently looking but i’m actually a student

if you could go back to school, would you? i’m still in school

can you parallel park? i can’t drive...

what is one job you’ve had that surprises people? i’ve never had a job...

do you think aliens are real? i believe that there is definetely something out there, whether it’s our depiction of aliens i doubt but there’s definetely some creatures out there

what’s your guilty pleasure? does writing fanfic count? i’m not sure what my guilty pleasures are - maybe reading smut😂

tattoos? i don’t have any, but i rlly want some and i have plans for what i want

favourite colour? yellow!!

favourite type of music? probably 70s-90s ‘rock’ - so bands like queen, fleetwood mac, elton john and also the Beatles

things people do that drives you crazy? when people walk rlly slowly, that’s a massive pet peeve of mine or when people say they have gossip but then don’t tell the gossip

do you like doing puzzles? i like mental puzzles like riddles and stuff like that, but not jigsaws etc

any phobias? i’m scared of commitment and hurting the people i love - the ocean too😂

favourite childhood sport? i loved playing rounders in school

do you talk to yourself? all the mf time

what movies do you adore? oooh that’s a hard one - i love bohemian rhapsody (obviously) but i can’t rlly pick a favourite film

coffee or tea? coffee coffee coffeeeeee

first thing you wanted to be growing up? i always wanted to be an actress!!

i’m tagging @fuckyeahjonesy @deviant-manghoes and anyone else who wants to do it!!💓

thanks for the tag @warriorteam1924 !

do you make your bed? Depends on how I’m feeling - I usually do though

what’s your favorite number? 4 - always has been, always will be

what is your job? I currently work at a popular small-town cafe and volunteer for different groups in my area

if you could go back to school, would you? I think I would probably go back to do something in medicine or something to do with animals 

can you parallel park? no comment …

a job you had that would surprise people? I’ve been an extra in different advertisements

do you think aliens are real? Kinda? 

can you drive a manual car? The first car I learnt to drive was a manual so yep! 

what’s your guilty pleasure? Creating new riffs on my guitar and singing my heart out to all the oldies

tattoos? I would like to get some, not sure about the design though

favourite colour? Yellow

favourite type of music? Queen, Rolling Stones, any of the old rock stuff pretty much

things people do that drives you crazy? People who are bullies or those people who have to make a comment after every single sentence. 

do you like doing puzzles? Love it!

any phobias? I’m scared of failure and losing loved ones

favourite childhood sport? I really enjoyed cricket, soccer and swimming

do you talk to yourself? All the time

what movie do you adore? Too many to list - two of my favourites are ‘The Shawshank Redemption’ and ‘Papillon’

coffee or tea? Tea!

first thing you wanted to be growing up? I always wanted to be an astronaut. 

I’m going to tag @mephisto92 @amethyst-serenade @joemazzmatazz @freddiesaysalright @supersonicfreddie @hardforbenhardy @justmysicklypride