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Maybe a hc with BB where he gets jealous? Please and thank you 😊

tw. mentions of unwanted advancements

— BENOIT BLANC JEALOUSY HEADCANONS:

It was no help that he had hired you as his assistant long before your relationship formed, but that also meant he was never allowed to show his affection towards you in the public eye. It went against the employee/employer code, because even though he was his own private investigator he had made a contract with the police years ago.

It was a shame that he couldn’t hold your hand or waist, it was an even bigger shame when he had to watch as boys- because those who disrespected a woman’s wishes were not true men -try and advance on you. He was proud how headstrong you were whenever you said no, and none of the boys had yet to push you after that.

That was until he became involved with the Thrombey family. The grandson of the deceased had no problem with advancing onto you. Ransom was used to ladies throwing themselves onto him, but you would do no such thing.

Ransom, instead, took it into this own hands and did the opposite, this time throwing himself onto you. His advances lasted no more than ten seconds before a swift punch met his jawline and he was pulled off you.

Ransom was shocked to see the detective hovering over him as he stood from the ground, glaring and gritting his teeth, but was stopped before he could say anything.

“I suggest you leave before another case is presented before this one is even finished.”

It was an indirect threat, but no action to go through with it was put in place since Ransom obliged and left the two of you to stand in the room alone, thankfully.

“Thank you, Ben.”

It was a small whisper but it got the message, and Benoit was quick to pull you into a hug and hold you tightly, making sure you were alright.

“I’d do this even if we weren’t together, but since we are I’m allowed to say that I won’t let anybody touch my girl.”

You grinned at him and smiled, kissing his cheek. You knew he was jealous from the moment he saw Ransom try and speak with you, but he hadn’t expected it to get so far. He was thankful that his jealousy had nagged at him to keep a close eye on him.

“You’re cute when your mad, but you’re even cuter when your jealous.”

You winked at him before leaving, Benoit right behind you. He was admit that you stayed by his side for the remainder of this case. Although he would have wanted it that way no matter what.

Hello! Could we get some BB cuddling hcs? Thank you and have a great day!

— CUDDLING WITH BENOIT BLANC HEADCANONS:

Benoit is not a super affectionate person, but that’s not to say he isn’t opposed to intimate affection, he’s just likely not going to initiate it most of the time.

He never denies you when you do want to be affectionate however, truly he does love cuddling. He’ll gladly sit on the couch, or lie down in the bed and wait for you to join him.

If you’re on the couch and watching a movie or film you’ll typically be rested against his chest as his arms wrap around your waist and his chin is either resting on your hair or shoulder.

If he’s reading to you- because you always ask him to be the one to read just so you can hear his beautiful accent -than you’d likely have your head in his lap and occasionally share an adoring gaze to which he will smile at you in a way which melts your heart.

If you’re cuddling in bed, especially before bed, expect him to be the big spoon. His arms will be around your waist, one of his hands resting on your stomach and his thumb rubbing along your skin as he kisses your shoulder, neck, or hair until you fall asleep.

When you wake up you’re typically cuddled up to his chest while he lies on his back. Your head will be buried in his neck, and as the early riser that Benoit is, he’ll always wake up and run a hand along your spine or stroke your hair.

After a couple hours he’ll eventually wake you up, whispering your name in your ear and gently kissing the skin under your earlobe.

He’s a gentlemen, and quite reserved, so don’t expect him to cuddle or hug you much, if at all, in public. That’s not to say he won’t have a hold on you, but he certainly won’t be as affectionate as he is at home.

However, Benoit is the softest man you’ll ever meet when you do cuddle. His hands are gentle wherever he decides to trail to, your back, arms, or stomach, and he’ll have the softest bed voice.

Out of any previous boyfriend you ever had, he is by far the best in cuddles and in general!

hey!! can i request bb headcannons for him comforting a crying/sad reader? tysm!

— BENOIT BLANC COMFORTING YOU WHILE YOU ARE CRYING:

You were adopted into the Thrombey family, and although papers were never signed to confirm that was true, you truly felt like Harlan was a father figure to you, even if he was old enough to be your grandfather.

You were the daughter of one of his publishers, and a great admirer of his work. After your introduction Harlan had decided it was right to hire you as a sort of assistant. Different from his son in a way, who mainly only helped the company, you helped Harlan. With his plots, his thoughts, and even his style.

The family was shocked to see that Harlan has invited you to his birthday, but Marta- who was like a sister to you -was not so surprised.

When the news of his death came through the following morning you were heartbroken. The thought of Harlan having committed suicide made no sense to you. You knew the man, you considered yourself his friend, and you just knew that suicide had to be wrong.

When Benoit Blanc was assigned the case, and you were asked to go to Harlan’s home to be questioned, you were almost thankful, because that meant that perhaps you were right. That perhaps it wasn’t a suicide.

You were questioned much later in the day, after the Thrombey’s and Marta had spoken with the detective and local policeman.

You were questioned solely by Benoit himself, the policeman wanting to clear some things up with the fellow family members, and after Benoit assured them that your questioning would be rather short- seeing as you had left nearly an hour before the party had ended -the policeman agreed.

When you stepped inside the room in which Benoit was sitting in a chair comfortably, you frowned. That was the chair Harlan would sit in when you spent time in the knife room, as he liked to call it.

Once the questioning had begun you had already began to feel the lump that formed in your throat, and the uncried tears that welled in your eyes.

Benoit noticed too and tsked softly before standing and handing you a handkerchief, giving you as gentle of a smile as he could.

“You and Marta seem to be the only ones affected by Harlan’s death, albeit the others seem sad as well, but none as much as you both.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly at Benoit’s words, of course they wouldn’t be as sad as the both of you. They never cared for Harlan, not as much as the both of you did.

The chuckle was cut off by a sob and Benoit frowned before pulling you into a hug, bending his knees and allowing you to sob into his shoulder for a few short minutes.

He already eliminated you as a suspect- though he told nobody -and he knew you and Marta had to come along with him during his investigation. He knew you both just had good hearts.

Benoit’s comfort lasted throughout the case, always keeping the same handkerchief on hand. He knew how much the death of Harlan affected you, and he was sure to provide as much comfort as he could while he could.

Can I request some soft Blanc headcanons?

an. I still have a Benoit Blanc x Reader oneshot I have to get done but it’s angst and I want to make sure I execute it well enough, so in the meantime enjoy this!

— SOFT BENOIT BLANC WITH HIS S/O:

Benoit is typically soft with anybody he deems tolerable, but in his own, unique way. He’s more likely to show a sense of protectiveness than he typically would.

In this case, he had just been assigned a week off after the Thrombey case and he was able to go back home and enjoy a full nights rest. He had already determined that he had to make up lost time to you.

He started by stopping at a floral shop to buy your favorite flowers before he drove home- or at least to the place you rented for the time being. When he arrived he made sure to look as presentable as possible.

He hadn’t been able to see you as much as he’d like since the case started, because it seemed by the time he woke up and fell asleep you were already out like a light. It was always way too early or way too late for you to even attempt to stay up that late, or wake up that early.

The most you’d do is shuffle when he got in or out of bed, and the occasional mumble.

However, he was able to return home at a decent time that night. He had made a short visit to the police station to settle things before he was finally free to go.

It was a surprise to you when a knock came at the door, because not only did it seem to early for Benoit to be home, but he had a key. It was even more of a surprise when you actually saw him, standing with his hands holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a tender smile adoring his features.

You blinked a few times in shock before registering everything in your mind and exclaiming, “Benoit!” before you took the flowers from his hands and kissed his cheek.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at your reaction, pleases he had caught you off guard, before he rested an arm around your waist and led you farther into the hall while closing the door with his foot.

“Yes, hello darling, how’ve you been? Bored I’d assume, but no worries, the case has been solved and I’ve got at least a week off before I accept another case. So, what shall we do?”

He was not surprised when you replied, in a meek almost shy voice, that you wanted to cuddle while watching a movie. He had been gone for a while and even if he wasn’t the most affectionate person you missed his touch and he too missed holding you.

With the rest of the night settled, he put on a movie before pulling you towards his chest and resting his chin on your shoulder, kissing it softly before watching the movie.

Halfway through, while you were getting tired, you mumbled a soft, “I’ve missed you,” to which Benoit replied, “I know,” in his beautiful southern drawl.

Maybe where he is sick and the reader takes care of him? Ore something you want 😊 PS: I totally agree with your new obsession 🤭😉

— TAKING CARE OF BENOIT WHEN HE’S SICK:

It was rare for Benoit to get so sick that he had to have you take care of him, not because he didn’t want you to care for him, but because he usually just dealt with whatever it was himself, especially if he had a case.

Unfortunately for him, this could not just be taken care of by himself. He had a nasty flu, and although he had gone two days trying to suck it up, by the third day he could barely get out of bed. His arms and legs were sore and every movement he made caused him to groan.

You had decided that night you were going to sleep in the couch for a while until he got better, so you had slipped out of bed the third time you heard him sniffle and moved your blanket to the couch.

You were up bright and early with a light breakfast for him, some orange juice and yogurt, something that wouldn’t be too hard for him to digest. It had some of his favorite fruits mixed into it, and you even put a bread roll on the side if he felt up to eating it.

As you made your way up to bring it to him you weren’t surprised to see him still asleep, normally, however, you would be.

Gently you woke him up, informing him that it was nearly ten and that he had to eat before it got to late. You placed the tray on his lap and brushed a few strands of his hair, which seemed to be drenched in sweat, from his face.

You squeezed his arm before making your way downstairs to the medicine cabinet to get some medicine, as well as a damp towel for him to use.

The rest of the day, and the remaineder of the time he was sick, you spent reading to him while sitting in a distant chair, and occasionally watching a show together when he got the strength to come downstairs.

Within a few days he was feeling better and, with your approval, he looked through his male to see if any cases were available to him. He was quick to bounce back from his illness and was thankful that you’d moved back into the room now that you were less worried about getting his illness.