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Rob Benedict
&
Richard Speight Jr
&
Rob and Rich
Or
Rich and Rob
Because they deserve ALL the love đ
From Con to Con (Part Nineteen)
Masterlist
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A/N: Woo hoo new chapter! I like this chapter a lot because I deal with insecurities as Iâm sure many of you do too but it helped writing this. Rob is a total sweetheart and I just love him so much.Â
Words: 6,352
Warnings: Language, bad body image, self-consciousness, insecurities, bad ex-boyfriends, boners, grinding, all the making out
A sigh came out of your mouth as you swiped your hotel key into the slot and the door unlocked thankfully, probably the only good thing to come out of this day so far. It hadnât been a good day for you and you werenât in the right mind set for the convention this weekend. Fucking Seattle. You sighed as you walked in, shuffling your feet into the room, you set your purse and the small pharmacy bag you had on the floor and just settled down onto the bed, trying to sort your emotions out as you put your head in your hands. Why was the world against you today?
The whole past week hadnât been a great one. As hard as you tried, you couldnât completely shake off what Stacie had said to you in Las Vegas. And since that video had been circulated, you received a lot of questions online about what had happened. Luckily, Stacieâs face wasnât clear and she hadnât said anything so you just kept quiet about the whole thing. You hoped that the story would die down and that people wouldnât ask you about it anymore.Â
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Ready Steady Part 33
Summary: Rob asks the reader to marry him⊠Again. Only this time, heâs got some unexpected plans up his sleeve.
Word Count: 6780
Warnings: none. Just a lot of fluff! So much fluff! My heart is full.
Note: For the sake of the remainder of the fic, Iâm using some old Louden Swain songs and making them new ones. Also, as you can tell, my reader is a singer/songwriter and a country girl at heart⊠so for her, instead of trying to write my own lyrics, Iâm using songs by Miranda Lambert and claiming them as the readerâs own. Hey, this way, you can listen to the actual songs after you read!
âPushinâ Timeâ is referenced.
Another Note: Donât worry, this whole event will be a two-parter.
Catch up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9
Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Â Part 15 Â Part 16 Â Part 17 Â Part 18
Part 19 Â Part 20 Â Part 21 Â Part 22 Â Part 23 Â Part 24 Â Part 25 Â Part 26 Â Part 27
Part 28 Â Part 29 Â Part 30 Â Part 31Â Part 32
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February had rolled around quickly. Although you were slightly hesitant about traveling with a baby, you figured Jackson was two months old, how hard could a short flight really be? You focused on packing today; suitcases lined up along the bed as you thoughtfully kept track of what you had packed and what still needed to be packed. Since Rob was out for the morning, you took it upon yourself to pack for all three of you. Normally, packing for a con wouldnât be such a stressful thing, but this one was four days and you also had Jackson coming along.
After a while, when you thought that you had done the best you could, you stood back to examine the bags, doing a mental check of all the things that you knew were needed and what Rob had specifically asked for in his bag. You laughed to yourself when you saw that the smallest of the three of you definitely had the most items packed. Maybe you were overdoing it with what you thought youâd need for Jackson, but you wanted to be prepared. You had never traveled with a baby before.
As you stood there, still contemplating whether you had forgotten anything, your phone rang. You pulled it out of your pocket and saw that it was Kim so you put her on speaker and placed the phone on the nightstand.
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Ready Steady Part 27
*Smashes face on keyboard* Here, I wrote another chapter?
Summary: Reader attends her baby shower, still feeling guilty over her previous behavior. She expresses her concerns and fears to Rob, hoping that he can comfort her.
Word Count: 3283
Warnings: mostly fluff and slight angst
Note: For the sake of the remainder of the fic, Iâm using some old Louden Swain songs and making them new ones. Also, as you can tell, my reader is a singer/songwriter and a country girl at heart⊠so for her, instead of trying to write my own lyrics, Iâm using songs by Miranda Lambert and claiming them as the readerâs own. Hey, this way, you can listen to the actual songs after you read!
Another Note: I donât know what Iâm doing anymore⊠this is terrible and I apologize.
Catch up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9
Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Â Part 15 Â Part 16 Â Part 17 Â Part 18
Part 19 Â Part 20 Â Part 21 Â Part 22 Â Part 23 Â Part 24 Â Part 25 Part 26
After having spent the next week recovering from your embarrassment over your false accusations against Rob and Briana, you finally had something to look forward to today. Sure, you had ruined the surprise that they had been working on for a while; but knowing that you were going to get to spend the day with Rob and all of your friends at your baby shower helped to make you feel better.
You watched Rob as he got ready, wondering how he managed to put up with you half the time. You had spent the last week apologizing and feeling terrible about things, and he continued to calmly remind you that none of that mattered anymore. He also felt terrible for sneaking around when he was well aware of your trust issues, and all he could do was remind you that he wasnât that guy. You knew that, you had always known that. Unfortunately, the way you reacted to things often felt out of your control. You wanted to give him the trust that he deserved, but it was difficult for you to do so.
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Truth or Lie (Part Twenty-Six)
Tag List
Part One
Part Twenty-Five
A/N: Thanks for continuing to read :) you guys really are the best!
Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader
Warnings: Explicit language, smut, fluff (like too much), injuriesÂ
Word Count: 5131
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With a breath, one that sedated the butterflies a bit, you headed out of your room, only to stop when you saw a trail of different kinds of flowers leading to Robâs room. What in the world was he up to? You stepped forward, only to have your foot brush against something. A small wicker basket. You grabbed the handle and lifted it, spotting a simple folded white card inside. You felt your heartbeat amplify to loud pounding, the card shuddering from your slight excited shaking as you slowly opened it, Robâs familiar handwriting popping out in black ink.
What I see in you
What I feel for you
Was that a riddle? You directed your attention to the first flower a few feet ahead, figuring you were supposed to put all of these flowers in the basket as you went along. You moved forward to pick up the first flower, petals of a deep purple color creating a round bloom. A white tag was attached to the stem beneath a few green leaves, a single word coming into your view.
Ambition
You felt a small smile tug at the corner of your lips, admiring how beautiful the flower was before placing it in the basket. The next flower was a few steps ahead, five white petals with magenta centers glowing bright against the dark carpeted floor. This one had no stem; the small blossom rested on top of a tag, your fingers gently nudging it aside to read the word.
Friendship
You were starting to understand the game. The flowers were symbolic of something, the words on the tags, and those words were what he saw in you or felt for you. Now, you were very curious. You moved along the trail, picking up flower after flower, smile increasing as you read the words, took in the meanings.
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Ready Steady Part 23
I just couldnât wait to get to the good stuff! Enjoy!
Summary: Robâs proposal leaves the Reader in shock. She begins to question Robâs motives and both are left wondering if this is the right choice after all.
Word Count: 4542
Warnings: slight angst, slight anxiety, fluff, fluff, and more fluff
Note: For the sake of the remainder of the fic, Iâm using some old Louden Swain songs and making them new ones. Also, as you can tell, my reader is a singer/songwriter and a country girl at heart⊠so for her, instead of trying to write my own lyrics, Iâm using songs by Miranda Lambert and claiming them as the readerâs own. Hey, this way, you can listen to the actual songs after you read!
Another Note: Hopefully I fixed a few things between Rob and the Reader.
Catch up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9
Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Â Part 15 Â Part 16 Â Part 17 Â Part 18
Part 19 Â Part 20 Â Part 21Â Part 22
You swear you felt your heart stop in that moment. You had a feeling this was coming, but the actuality of it hit you like a ton of bricks. You stared down at Rob in shock, realizing after a short time that you had stopped breathing. You could feel your face, wet with tears. Were they happy tears? You werenât sure at the moment as your mind began to race with thoughts. You half wanted to ask him what the hell he was thinking, but you also wanted so desperately to answer him.
He stayed there, on one knee, hand still gripping yours. All you could do was stare into those blue eyes that now looked at you as if begging you to say something⊠anything. You realized that you had stood there in shock for far too long, unable to answer him. Truth be told, you werenât sure how to answer him. This was all very sudden and unexpected. The two of you had never even discussed the possibility of marriage. You brought your free hand up to your face, covering your mouth as you choked out a sob. Only this time, it wasnât the usual crying that you had been doing. You genuinely felt overwhelmed and surprised and strangely, very loved right now. His words echoed in your mind, and you knew you had to answer him. The crowd that you had almost forgotten about sat hushed the entire time. While you wanted to pull him to his feet and tell him that this was something that you needed to talk about first, you knew you couldnât do that. You had been put on the spot. Rich wasnât lying, thatâs for sure.
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ALL THE FEELS
Truth or Lie (Part Twenty-Five)
Tag List
Part One
Part Twenty-Four
A/N: Already had this written, along with most of the next part. I go back to school soon, so Iâll try to update as much as I can.
Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader
Warnings: Explicit language, violence, flashbacks, injuries
Word Count: 4748
Tagging: @sammyxorae @dont-hate-relate-pls @spnackleholicswainer @robbenedictxreader @just-antiyou @totallysupernaturaloneshots @snow-leopardfetishist @i-voted-crowley @robbenedictandco @paddy1219 @your-not-invisible-to-me @fab-notfat @sdavid09 @thatone67chevyimpala @officalprincessjasmine @baritonechick @ashiewesker @mint-and-pastel-pink @lynn-bane @another-stupid-ape @lamthetwickster @just-a-touch-of-crowley @alexa-ann-winchester @bellastellaluna @walking-geek-encyclopedia @riversong-sam @fayemenelmir @laffytaffyhumor @hudine @gabriels-trix @samanthasmileys @mora-firestone @capital-eyyyy-ohhh @pepperwoodatnight @fangirl-faye @zymmas @wayward-mirage @thanatosdementor @annoyingobsesivechick @the-real-tony-stank @littleangelclarence @shanghai88 @owlluver @i-dont-understand-that-url @ginger-rae1991 @crushing83 @oriona75 @thetricksterstolemyheart @stilldontknowhoiam @mija-novella @janimoon @bookaddictedhedgehog @welcome-to-awesometown @wonderlandmoonrose7 @chelseypaigeake @urdestiellieonthewhisperingwind @evyiione @yearoftheweasley @monicapernas @fizonafan @lizzy077 @magpiegirl80 @bloodstained-porcelain-doll @cantchoosejustonefandom @multifandomlove2002 @moonstar86 @overcastmisfitkid @waywardswain @crowleysminion @itsilvermorny @angelsandhuntersgalore @jannalionheart @flawsweirdo @nerdyforyourbooks @thebookisbtr @natasha-cole @fandooomqueenforyou @feelmyroarrrr @hunterpuff @destielschild @coleyisdead-blog @daddy-kink-confirmed @mypopculturediva @enthusiasmisdepressing
Rapid clattering echoed throughout the green room, excited voices pouring from the room as a very intense table tennis competition played out. The convention hosts wanted to keep their celebrity guests entertained, and table tennis was definitely a good way to go. The convention had started off early at 8:00 in the morning, so you had been up even earlier making a coffee run for everyone. While you were here, you might as well help everyone else too. It was a jam-packed day since the Sydney portion of the special Christmas convention lasted only a day before it was moved to Melbourne the next day.
Yesterday, the group had taken the entire day to explore Sydney, and it was half unbelievably fun and half torturous. There was a lot of walking around, and when a couple walked around together they usually did one of your favorite things to do with Rob: hold hands. You managed to stay out of photos and just act as photographer, which made it even harder for you to behave because Rob looked so damn good. It gave you a chance to stare at him through the camera, though.
âAutograph session in ten minutes, guys,â you announced to part of the group, Matt and Rich still at their panel.
Rob smashed the small white ball toward the right corner on Jasonâs side, the action too quick for Jason to react to. âGame point,â Rob cheered for himself, dancing victoriously in a playful sense after setting his paddle down.
You couldnât help but smirk a little, watching him wiggle and shake like the child he was. You pushed yourself from your chair, motioning to the door and leading Briana, Jason, and Rob to the room where they would hold autographs for everyone. It was pretty simple; there was a long table covered with a black tablecloth with multiple chairs behind it, water for each seat. Rich, Matt, and Mark Pellegrino were already seated, their hands lifting in small waves. You stepped off to the side near the convention workers, blending in and watching the fans file in. You did catch a few of their glances, something you expected. Unfortunately, you existed to some of them, but not for much longer hopefully.
Things went by smoothly until Rich suddenly cried out, clambering onto his chair a second later to avoid something. Your adrenaline spiked, reflexes way too sharp still as you stepped forward, expecting danger.
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Ready Steady Part 22
Summary: Reader and Rob begin to breathe a little easier knowing that Chris is no longer a concern. Rob makes a big decision that puts the Reader in an awkward position. How will she react?
Word Count: 5792
Warnings: angst, anxiety, panic attack, fluff, soooo much fluff
Note: For the sake of the remainder of the fic, Iâm using some old Louden Swain songs and making them new ones. Also, as you can tell, my reader is a singer/songwriter and a country girl at heart⊠so for her, instead of trying to write my own lyrics, Iâm using songs by Miranda Lambert and claiming them as the readerâs own. Hey, this way, you can listen to the actual songs after you read!
Rob and Reader sing âPushinâ Timeâ by Miranda Lambert again.
Another Note: I didnât want to leave you with another cliffhanger, but I really canât help it anymore.
Catch up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9
Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Â Part 15 Â Part 16 Â Part 17 Â Part 18
Part 19 Â Part 20Â Part 21
When the panic attack had subsided, you had finally eaten breakfast and spent the entire morning lying in bed. You watched some shows, dozed off here and there, and ordered more room service when you got hungry that afternoon. It had been a lazy day for you. At one point you decided to check emails, which had taken over your inbox since you had ignored it all for some time now. You had multiple emails from your manager who had been questioning whether you were going to finish recording any time soon. You still hadnât explained to him your current situation and the fact that you needed to take a break from work. The last thing on your mind right now was finishing with your recording. You had already ignored phone calls from him for week, not wanting to deal with it, but you considered at least shooting him an email.
You typed up a quick reply, not wanting to go into too much detail. You explained that some things were going on and you would call him once you returned to L.A. You left it at that, feeling bad that you had bailed on everything. A career that you had wanted so badly had been right at your doorstep, you had performed new material, and you were so close to being done with recording. As usual, it had all been put on hold. You knew you were in no condition to even consider going back into the studio, nor could you perform at this time. It was just something that would have to wait even longer.
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Ready Steady Part 21
Summary: Reader finds herself in a dangerous situation. Will help find her? Or will she have to get out of this one on her own?
Word Count: 5466
Warnings: fluff, angst, swearing, threats, physical violence, panic attack, anxiety
Note: For the sake of the remainder of the fic, Iâm using some old Louden Swain songs and making them new ones. Also, as you can tell, my reader is a singer/songwriter and a country girl at heart⊠so for her, instead of trying to write my own lyrics, Iâm using songs by Miranda Lambert and claiming them as the readerâs own. Hey, this way, you can listen to the actual songs after you read!
Another Note: I tend to fix thingsâŠ. but not fully? Sorry. Also, Iâm too hungover to edit this, so let me know if you notice any mistakes.
Catch up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9
Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Â Part 15 Â Part 16 Â Part 17 Â Part 18
Part 19Â Part 20
You continued to squirm, attempting to move yourself from Chrisâ grip on you, but nothing worked. It wasnât until you realized that it was becoming more difficult to breathe that you began to quickly think about your options in this situation. You darted your eyes around the hallway, hoping that someone may have finally appeared, but you were still alone. When you decided that no one was coming along to help you, you had to make a decision. You werenât sure if attempting to fight back would work out well for you. Chris was much larger than you, an attempt at fighting back would mostly likely only make him angrier, and would probably end up with him hurting you even more.
Lost in your thoughts, still trying to decide on your next move, you heard the faint sound of someone shouting from a distance. You moved your eyes to the direction of the voice and your eyes focused on what seemed to be Kim rushing down the hall. As she drew closer, you could distinctly hear her shouting for Chris to stop. You glanced back toward Chris, who still had you pinned against the wall. He was distracted by Kim, head still turned, watching her as she ran toward you.
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Ready Steady Part 20
Summary: The stress of realizing that her ex is close by begins to weigh on the reader. Rob becomes very protective, which leaves the reader feeling overwhelmed. Now, she may have put herself into a very serious situation.
Word Count: 4265
Warnings: fluff, angst, swearing, talk of vomit, stalking, threats, physical violence (maybe avoid this chapter if youâre triggered by abuse or stalking)
Note: For the sake of the remainder of the fic, Iâm using some old Louden Swain songs and making them new ones. Also, as you can tell, my reader is a singer/songwriter and a country girl at heart⊠so for her, instead of trying to write my own lyrics, Iâm using songs by Miranda Lambert and claiming them as the readerâs own. Hey, this way, you can listen to the actual songs after you read!
Another Note: Uh oh⊠I may have left you all with one of my signature cliffhangersâŠ
Catch up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9
Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Â Part 15 Â Part 16 Â Part 17 Â Part 18
Part 19
When you woke again, it was due to the sudden sound of a booming voice filling the room. You opened your eyes and shifted your attention to the place where the sound was coming from. You smiled to yourself when you recognized the unmistakable sound of Briana talking and laughing loudly as she, Kim, and Ruth came into the greenroom. You continued to lie there for a moment, wanting to sit up and greet the women; but the nausea that you suddenly felt made it difficult. You let out a groan as a sharp pain coursed through your head. You were certain that the constant pain and nausea you were experiencing was never going to end. Yes, you had managed to go a few weeks without any incidents, but you suddenly realized that you may have skipped a meal today. After taking a moment to regain yourself, you hesitantly sat up. The pain in your head worsened and your stomach turned, causing you to make a mental note to listen to your doctor when she tells you not to skip a meal.
The three women approached you when they noticed you sitting there on the couch; your fingertips massaging into your temples in an effort to chase away the headache that was building.
âY/N, are you okay?â you heard Briana ask, worry filling her voice.
âNo,â you replied honestly, head still held firmly between your hands. You felt terrible, and you knew it was only going to get worse if you didnât stop it in its tracks. You felt a wave of nausea come over you, but you fought hard to hold it back. The girls must have sensed your distress, because Ruth spoke up.
âIâm going to go get Rob,â she stated as she headed for the door.
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