This day is fully dedicated to such an amazing part of the fandom, which is fanfiction!
If you happen to read stories about Ben or any of his characters, during this day you're free to express your love towards your favourites however you want. You can create a top 7 favourite fics (which is why the day is titled so), you can make moodboards, playlists, any kind of art for your favourite stories/authors, or just drop by to tell your fav writer you appreciate their input in the fandom.
If you're also a writer, there's an option for you to make readers (and yourself) happy by creating even more content! For this day you can open requests for little drabbles, headcanons (I understand that one-shots aren't easy for all to produce, but if you feel confident, by all means, go for it!) or even moodbards, whatever pleases you the most. Of course, you're absolutely free to skip this part if you don't feel like writing anything, it's completely understandable, so don't worry 💓
Don't forget to tag your posts as #benbarnesweek2018 and have fun 😄
He checked the screen of his computer again, but you were not connected. He took a look at the time, heaving a sigh.
You were 30 minutes late.
He knew it was probably because of your work. Because of the distance between the two of you, you were supposed to talk to him during lunchtime, when it was late at night for him already.
He had been thousands miles away from you for months now and it was killing him. It was his job, he had to travel around the world as the movies required him to. And he knew you understood and didn't hold it against him, but your understanding didn't change the fact that he missed you like he had never missed anything in his life.
You called each other every single day, and you always remained talking about your day for hours. But it wasn't the same. It made the distance between the two of you more bearable to hear your voice every day, but it wasn't enough. He craved for breathing your perfume again, and feel your skin against his, and run his hands through your hair, and just... hold you tightly against him and kiss you.
He had never felt so desperate about a girl before. It was one more proof that what was happening between the two of you was different from anything he had ever experienced.
Anyway, he felt miserable, waiting for you to finally take a break for lunchtime.
And one more thing was coming to sadden his mood : it was his birthday.
His castmates had dragged him in a pub and bought him a cake, and they had joked about his 'old age' all day long. It was kind, and he couldn't deny that he had spent a great time. But today more than any other day he missed you terribly.
And he didn't want to spoil everything, but he couldn't help but be annoyed by the fact that you were late.
He turned on the TV, looking at the time again.
32 minutes late.
Ben heaved a deep sigh, rubbing his eyes, and changing the TV channels without caring about it. Still waiting...
Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the little hotel room he lived in as long as he was filming in this town. Ben frowned hard, wondering who could want to see him at such an hour. He checked his computer one more time, but you were still absent. So he jumped down from his bed, and walked to the door.
But when he opened the door he found...
...you.
You were standing there, with a mischievous grin on your face and a birthday cake in your hands. And for a second he thought he was just hallucinating. Not enough sleep and too much work for too long had finally played nasty tricks on his sanity. So he merely stared at you, motionless, gaping, while you offered him your birthday cake.
"Happy birthday!" you cried, still grinning.
But he merely frowned in response, and you flinched.
You had hoped for a warmer welcome...
"Y/N?" he breathed. "But... you're supposed to be in L.A. You're... You're supposed to be at work."
"I took a holiday," you answered. "And I flew here, and bought you a cake, and played the tourist all afternoon, before meeting you here."
Your smile widened in amusement at the sight of his shocked expression.
"You didn't really think that I would let you spend your birthday alone in a creepy hotel room, did you?" you said softly.
A grin slowly formed on his face. And you could see that he didn't believe what his eyes were seeing.
"So here I am," you added. "I'm your birthday gift! I hope you like it."
He laughed, although you could hear that his throat had tightened, and you saw withheld tears shining in his eyes.
The next second he had wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly against him.
"I love this gift," he whispered in your ear. "Best gift ever."
"I thought you might like it," you answered with a warm smile, trying not to drop the cake as Ben captured your lips with his.
It had been months since he had left but you still felt the same. The same tickles wherever his fingertips brushed your skin, the same fireworks as he pressed his lips to yours, the same erratic beating of your heart at the mere sight of him...
You had missed him like Hell... And you were sure he had missed you just as much.
He guided you inside his hotel room, closing the door behind you.
You smiled at the sight of his computer resting on his bed.
"Sorry about the little lie," you said as he took the cake from your hands, his grin never leaving his handsome face. "I had to make sure you would be here when I arrived, or the surprise would have been completely pointless."
He put down the cake on his bed, and in the blink of an eye, you were back in his arms.
"You're forgiven," he laughed, dropping sweet kisses all over your face and neck.
You giggled under his mad kisses, running your hands through this smooth hair you had dreamt about every night since he had walked into this damn plane.
"I missed you so much," you whispered, holding him tightly against you.
You rediscovered the feeling of his chest rising and falling in rhythm with your own as he breathed, his intoxicating scent, the tickling of his short beard against your cheek...
You had him deep under your skin, and there was no use denying it.
"I missed you too," he whispered, pressing his lips to your temple. "I missed you so much, Y/N."
"Your job sucks," you joked, and he laughed against your skin, the sound bringing a smile to your lips.
"I know it does," he replied. "Although, you were not complaining that much about it when you bragged about dating a Disney Prince before all of your friends..."
"Shut up."
You both laughed, sitting down on his bed, and you planted candles on his cake.
You started to sing him a happy birthday out of tune, and he laughed, before blowing out the candles.
You both laughed, as you put down the cake again and gave him a knife for him to cut the food.
"So... how do you feel? Any change from yesterday?" you asked, teasing him.
He shook his head, rolling his eyes.
"I'm just famished, this cake looks amazingly good," he answered.
"It is," you nodded.
He raised an eyebrow.
"And how could you know that?" he asked.
A sheepish expression appeared on your face, before you would slowly turn the cake so that he could see the trace of your finger across the icing.
"I couldn't resist," you admitted.
He let out a laugh, one of his bright, and somehow childish, laugh and started to cut the cake.
"You had to check to be sure I would like it," he teased.
"Exactly," you nodded.
"What a sacrifice for me!"
"I hope you are aware of how much of an effort it was too me."
"I'm sure it was close to torture."
"Actually, not eating the whole cake while I travelled across the city to get here was a challenge," you added, both of you laughing.
You ate the whole cake - it was way to delicious for any of you to stop before there was nothing left of it - talking about your work, and his stunts, and your failing computer, and his difficulty in learning his lines these days because he started to be too tired to focus on anything... and basically everything that had happened in your lives these last few days.
"For how long are you staying?" he asked, intertwining his fingers with yours.
"One week," you answered, putting the empty plate down on the ground.
"I'm sorry I won't be able to be with you much," he said. "I'm still working."
"I know, it's okay. But you're not going to work all night long every day, right?"
"I hope not."
You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing his cheek.
"Thank you," he breathed. "I needed this. I needed to see you."
You lowered your lips to his neck.
"I couldn't leave you here all alone for your birthday, could I?" you said, feeling him shudder under your lips.
"I love you," he whispered.
You smiled against his skin. It was not common for the two of you to speak about your feelings yet. Perhaps it was too soon in your relationship. Perhaps you were both a bit afraid by how strong these feelings were, and how vulnerable they made you.
"I love you, too, Ben," you whispered as well, your tone matching his.
He took your face in his hands, brushing his thumbs against your cheekbones, and crushed your lips together. You couldn't refrain a moan as he grazed his tongue along your lower lip, and you grant him free access to your mouth. And for a long while, you remained kissing as if your lives depended on it.
"I love you," he repeated between two kisses. "I love you so damn much..."
You grinned, stroking his cheek gently, taking a second to look into his dark eyes.
"Ben..." you whispered.
"Hmmm?"
"I think it's time for you to unwrap your gift."
He laughed, still staring at you, and a second later you were both lying on his bed, laughing and kissing again.
The next day he had huge dark bags under his eyes, because of the lack of sleep you had forced upon him.
As like everything else, this man can do no wrong. While I know that this day calls for a fave hairstyle, though I find myself calling them all my fave. Lets be real, he looks amazing with any style that he calls his own through the years. A skill that every man wished he had, a skill that Ben has obviously been blessed with.
This is my second imagine of Ben Barnes’s characters. In fact, @padfootagain and @benbarnesescape helped me a lot in writing this snippet. This is not a masterpiece but I hope you would enjoy it!
You went alone to the dark forest that bordered the edges of Hogwarts ground in spite of Sirius’s umpteen of warnings. What made you go there? You were not one of the students who took so much pleasure in breaking the rules of Hogwarts. In fact, you were not a Marauder. So what loomed behind your urge to go there? To a place, too fraught with danger?
It was true that you were not a Marauder. Nonetheless, you were the love of Sirius Orion Black. You loved him too. However, the sharp changeover in his behavior towards you took you by surprise. He had been avoiding you since the beginning of the term. He used to wait for you in the common room. He used to make silly jokes and make you laugh yourself sick. He surprised you with tons of chocolate frogs and candies and only you knew that he sneaked out to Honeydukes to bring them in secretly. Now….he no longer embraced you in his arms. Whenever you tried to look at him, he averted his glance pretending to be in a deep conversation with his confidant…James. You did not give up. Every time you wanted to talk with Sirius, he was nowhere to be seen. His absence in your life started to tear you apart. You tried hard to get over with him and bounce back. Unfortunately, it did not serve any purpose.
You spent your time resorting in your dormitory or in the library. Lily noticed your grief and she did her best to comfort you. You were not okay at all. Therefore, you ventured into the dark forest yourself. You needed solitude and peace. When you were wandering listlessly, you heard crispy leaves scrunching underfoot behind you. You took no notice of the sound but the growl made you look back. It was a huge werewolf. ‘’Remus, is this you?’’ You whispered in fear. No, it was not Remus. The werewolf began to crawl towards you. You heard the loud beat of your heart like thrumming wings of a caged bird. You were almost trembling in terror. You started running, stumbling down and yet keeping at least some distance between the werewolf and yourself. It didn’t want to give up its pray. You were out of breath. Your strength started to drain. Then…you stumbled over a fallen tree. The werewolf let out a howl of triumph. You closed your eyelids tightly and thought you were done. You were waiting for your death but nothing happened. The werewolf seemed to be distracted by someone. It was your Sirius!
‘’ Dare to bite her once and you will regret it’’ You heard Sirius yelling at the werewolf who was gritting his teeth at you. You flicked your glance between him and Sirius. You were badly hurt and lying on the ground. Sirius was infuriated. It took him only seconds to turn into a dog and growl at the werewolf exposing his sharp white teeth. For a moment, you saw him looking warmly at you and the next moment a dark mist overwhelmed you.
The hall seemed to be empty and hazy. Nobody was there. Were you all alone? Well, that was what you thought until the warm chocolate brown eyes met with yours. Those eyes stared into yours worriedly before placing a kiss on your forehead. ‘’Where am I? What are you doing here?” You mumbled anxiously. Sirius stroke your hair gently with a smile adorning his weary face. ‘’Shhh… You are safe now, sweetheart. You are going to be all right’’ Those words melted your heart and calmed you down.
‘’Sirius, are you hurt?’’ You asked him, tracing down a scar on his arm.
‘’I am fine, love. I want you to be alright.’’ He said, brushing a lock of your hair aside. His eyes became filled with tears.
‘’I am sorry for all of the troubles I have caused you. ‘’ Sirius looked at you tearfully.
‘’It is okay. It was my fault and not yours’’ You whispered weakly, caressing his cheek. His sorrowfulness hurt you a lot. He gazed at you for a while, mustering up words to let out what he had been bottling up inside him for weeks.
‘’Please do not run away with the idea that I don’t love you. I do love you y/n. I still do more than my life. ‘’ He was looking into your eyes. You fought back. ‘’ You can leave me if you wish Sirius. Just leave me alone. I only make you more worried.’’ You confessed tearfully, averting his glance.
He looked down dejectedly without letting go of your hand before raising his voice to speak up. ‘’I stayed away from you because I thought it would be better for you. You know about my family and how they treat me, y/n and things I have to deal with. I know that I have hurt you a lot. I thought you would be happier with someone else. I want you to be happy and not in bruises like this.’’ He watched you with a sense of guilt. ‘’ Honestly I never thought it would turn out to such a thing. I’ll never leave you again. I promise y/n. Please forgive me.’’ He mumbled.
You knew that he was telling the truth. Whenever he was down, he needed you to be with him. When you looked up at him, he was staring at you apologetically with his puppy eyes. It made you smile. ‘’ Promise?’’ You asked him holding out your hand to him. ‘’ With my whole life’’ Sirius took your hand and kissed it reassuringly. He was so relieved to see you smile after many doomed weeks.
‘’I love you, Sirius. And for the record, I forgive you, my puppy boy’’ You booped his nose teasingly. An impish smile settled on his lips as he squeezed your hand lightly. ‘’ You are so adorable when talk like that’’ Sirius whispered in your ear as he snuggled down in the bed with you. You nestled in his arms peacefully until Madam Pomfrey stormed in.
‘’Mr. Black! You’re not supposed to be here at this hour.’’ She snapped. ‘’Be off to your dormitory!’’ You could see Sirius frowning at her. ‘’ Now!’’ She commanded. Madam Pomfrey was a kind woman but sometimes she could be a real menace. Sirius reluctantly got out of the bed and smiled mischievously at you. It seemed strange to you as Sirius never left your side, specially in a condition like this. ‘’See you later’’ He said, caressing your hand. Madam Pomfrey was still there, waiting for him to leave. Sirius stepped out of the hospital wing, glancing at you and Madam Pomfrey. She covered you with the quilt and bid you good night before blowing out the lamp. Then she took her leave.
You felt lonely without Sirius. So you sank into your sheets more. Everything was hushed up. Suddenly the door opened and a large black dog sneak into the hospital wing. He slowly sat near your bed wagging its tail. It was Sirius! He could not bear to let you sleep there alone. You scratched his fur behind his ear. ‘’Sweetheart I hope I didn’t kept you waiting for a long time’’ He said dearly turning into his usual human appearance again. He wrapped you in his arms and you felt such comfort that your words failed to express. ‘’I don’t think there will ever be someone better for you than me’’ Sirius’s whispered in your ear and it gave you butterflies.
