#ben h

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Oh so Ben and Joe are really out here feeding us... stealing our hearts ... but hey I ain’t complaining (although Gwil probably is)

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Benverly

Bev: *Yawns*

Ben: Yeah, being pretty must be tiring.

Bev: *tilts her head* then you must be exhausted.

Ben: *blushes furiously*

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Text 📲 B-Squared

Unknown: Who's your favourite musician?

Unknown: Ya better say me or I'mma be triggered.

Unknown: I will make exceptions for Dan Reynolds.

Unknown: That man is beautiful.

Unknown: Or Jordan Fisher.

[thelazyeye]

I think about how Klaus has never told the others that Ben is always with him (well when he's not too high) because it'd be too hard for them to know.

I THINK ABOUT THAT TOO, ANON. I also think about how when he finally did tell them, no one believed him and they blamed the drugs and said that he was just making a joke of everything. 

Klaus has had to carry ben with him probably since the day Ben died and it hurts me so much. 

[mintychocolatechip]

Lucky 7 Minutes

@just-an-akward-fangirl

@cookiedoughchocolatechip

Here ya go. I hope you're ready for Reddie ;)

Eddie was annoyed. He didn't mind parties when it was just the seven of them, not twenty seven. He hated the constant traffic of people in, and out the front door pushing, and shoving. He hated how useless the alcohol was, he didn't feel better in the slightest, just more annoyed if anything. He turns to see Ben sitting next to him, and it seems he isn't quite enjoying himself either. Just looking around, and taking a sip of whatever third rate beer was in his cup. This drags on for about an hour, and the party seems to be picking up. The two boys reluctantly joined the growing circle of about ten people. In it were Mike, Beverly, Richie, Ben, himself, and about 5 other people who's names he didn't care to learn. He sat there wait on whatever game they were gonna play to start, occasionally glancing over to Ben, who'd gone red once Bev showed up. He'd caught Richie staring a few times, and silently cursed himself for blushing.

"7 minutes in heaven, really Richie." Eddie sighed at Richie's suggestion, trying desperately not to smile, at the idea.

"Why yes Edward, only the highest quality of games will do." Richie joked in a posh British voice. His mischievous grin luring Eddie in. The flirtacious remarks between them made the attraction painfully abvious. Mike grabbed a nearby bottle, and placed it in the center of them. With an almost shakey hand, Ben spun the bottle watching it intently. There was a certain anxiousness about the spinning that Eddie couldn't shake, watching it as it turned, gradually slowing down. Everyone in the circle is surprising quiet anticipating the first 'contestants'.

As the bottle came to a stop everyone's gaze landed on Beverly. Ben of course was completely speechless, like a deer caught in headlights. Every one 'oohhing' at the two as they got up. Eddie looked in amusement as Ben followed Bev into the unused coat closet, and as soon as the door clicked everything went silent again.

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The timer rang, and the door opened simultaneously. The pair walked out, faces flushed, and hair disheveled. Neither of them willing to make eye contact.

" Well well haystack, how was your first time on second base?" Richie said laughing, making Ben's blush deepen. Eddie simply rolled his eyes at the raven haired boy's antics.

"Shut up, and spin the damn bottle Rich." Eddie huffed out, a small smirk gracing his features. Once again the bottle was spinning, and as everyone sat their fixated on it, Eddie looked around at his options. He couldn't say that he fancied anyone there, and the idea of kissing one of his friends seemed a bit weird. He was still lost in thought when the group started their obnoxious 'oohing' again. This caused him to look down only see the head of the bottle facing directly at him. Eddie looks up at Richie, the instant smirk on his face almost unnerved Eddie. Richie must've noticed this, because Eddie soon found himself being pulled up.

"Lucky you Eds, now you get to see how I kiss your mom."

"Shut up, and get in the closet."

"Ooh Feisty." Richie quipped back as they entered the small space. The door clicked, and it was just the two of them, face to face, merely inches apart.

1... They're just standing there, in awkward silence, unsure of the others intent

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3... Richie cracks a surprisingly tame joke, and they share a small laugh, attempting to ease the tension

4... Eddie is caught off guard when Richie starts leaning forward, eliminating the already small space

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7... The Closet door is opened, but they don't hear it. They're too wrapped up in each other to care. Eddie takes in all of these feelings at once. The feeling of Richie's hand against his as he's pushed to the wall; the smell, and taste of alcohol that emits from him, getting stronger as they continue. Honestly it's a bit over whelming, but Eddie just melts into it natrually, as if it were destined to happen.

And boy does he feel lucky.

I tried my best. I hope you liked it :3

[quadcrushuk]

For those of you that don't know, loads of Sheffield players turned up to the Championships to support our squidlings that played for the Roses and the Watch. They went really far out their way and even volunteered when needed. Jamie L, Lucy M, Fred G, Ben H, Dan W, Danny B and Zara S from Sheffield and Becca N of Preston, please remember whenever you're appreciating this community, it's down to you that it's this wonderful.

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daily reminder that ben hardy is somewhere out there lookin like this

and that somewhere ain’t with me ... can u hear my heart breaking

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Ben saying he learned how to play the drums for Bo Rhap is the Rami equivalent to saying they shot live aid on day one. Send tweet.