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A/N: How long can a man procrastinate for? As long as he wants to. Pls vote in the poll for my upcoming set of one shots...I want to give you guys what you want.
'That had to be a dream, correct?' You thought to yourself as you dragged yourself out of your bed. You had laid in silence thinking over the moment last night long enough. What was that thing?
Your limbs stretching as you stumbled your way to the bathroom to get ready for your shitty minimum wage job. A bachelor's degree for what? To sit in a crummy ass apartment and go to work.
You sat in the heat of the shower, letting it tend to your muscles that ached softly from repeated motion. Mindlessly scrubbing yourself and washing your hair. Your brain wandering to BEN who you really had no idea who he was. For all the times he's seen your face, you never caught glimpse of it once. Your brain skipped to something muscular but immediately scratched it out. A scoff coming from your mouth, he spends a majority of his day online. No way.
Tall? Short? Blond? Brunette? Brown or black eyes. Your mind creating the image of a passively attractive nerd while trying to ignore the inner doubt in your mind that projected a neckbeard reddit user. (Which was a bit more likely than you were comfortable with.)
You stood there, thinking for god knows how long. Only realizing how long it had been when the water ran sickeningly cold. Quickly getting out, you got ready for the day; already somewhat behind schedule due to your hold up in the shower. Throwing on your uniform, then debating on how long it would take to make breakfast and if it was worth it or not. Deciding last second to snag the half empty bag of goldfish crackers from the cabinet before heading off to work.
Work is a blur, as usual. Talking, getting yelled at by some customer, being harassed by a creepy person, watching a sly teenager approach you with a bag full of change to pay, gossiping. It's numbing and boring honestly.
After what felt like an eternity later, you arrived home. It was strange how quickly BEN got to messaging you as soon as you as you got home. It's almost like he had you on a schedule. You walked in and the notification sound from your computer went haywire.
A sigh escaped you as your feet lead to the computer. Sitting down immediately to respond to BEN's message(s). Your thoughts from earlier in your head revealing themselves once again.
Instead of continuing the perfectly good conversation about your day you interjected:
'BEN, are you ever going to show your face?' you typed out and in a flash he stopped typing. It was an on and off for a couple of minutes before you got a response.
'why? You curious about my handsome face ;)'
He typed back and you stared at the screen before scoffing. BEN, behind the screen stared at you scoffing through the window popped up on his screen. He snickered.
'I'm blond.' he simply replied again
A frown pulled on your face as you read the message.
'thats all you're gonna give me?' you huffed softly.
Okay, not that you were exactly entitled to his face, but it was a little frustrating that he saw your face on the regular and you got nothing. It was sort of getting annoying.
'no need to get frustrated. You'll see it. Just don't be shocked.'
'what, are you ugly?'
You pushed away from your chair and went to shower. Coming back a while later to BEN, who seemed to be annoyed by your comment.
'you shouldn't have said that.' That was the last message you saw before your screen started to glitch and a hand reached out of your monitor. Then another hand, then a head.
⌯⚚ Summary: BEN keeps you up, and you fall asleep on call! Awh! Not an E-dater yet but you're so close! You're sleeping on call! What's next? Playing Roblox together?૮ •ﻌ •́ა
A/N: This is actually fluff because...I needed it. Alpha is a fluff monster rn, believe it or not. Sorry this took so long. I lwk keep fighting with myself on how this fic goes since I lack a proof reader or wtv..anywa! I hope you enjo!
It was deep into the night and the light of your computer was starting to seep into your retinas. You didn't really want to be anywhere else at the moment though. BEN had dragged you in a private voice chat in his server after you had finished your work for the day, and refused to let you get off. The familiar pop up of discord was lit up with green as BEN spoke. He was showing you through bloodborne. Talking to you about why The One Reborn was his favorite. He seemed to never be tired. You, quite frankly, were.
Eyes heavy, with your head starting to lean back into the chair that cradled you. Your ass half numb from being in the same position for lord knows for how long now. You were somewhat irritated but it was probably a sense of crankiness at the lack of sleep that lusted after you. BEN kept talking and his words were starting to melt into a mush of something you couldn't quite make out. Slowly your eyes started to squeeze shut before;
"Hey, kitty! Don't fall asleep on me." BEN softly but somewhat strictly reprimanded. Breaking you and him out of the talking trance. Your eyebrows furrowed slightly at how he knew you were falling asleep but it was probably because you had gone quiet. BEN on the other hand had your webcam pulled up on his second monitor. He had his peripheral on it as he played.
Mumbling out an apology he hummed in satisfaction and instead of talking about the game. He had changed his focus to you. The character he had wandering around the open world pausing as he looked at his second monitor as if you were aware of his eyes.
"Hard day." It was more of an observation of the slightly more roughened look you had tonight than a question. You were glamorous as usual, but there was an air of tiredness that seemed to fill you. It wasn't just the fact he was keeping you up.
"Yeah, sorry." You softly responded back. Not really sure what you were apologizing for in the haze of tiredness that seemed to cloud to your mind. BEN finally turned off the game and you were stuck staring at the desktop of his first monitor that shifted every once and a while to different games or anime girls he liked.
He snorted at you and let out a sigh. BEN'S ears softly burned red as he thought about what to say. His mind was racing and cringing at the words that he wanted to say. They sat in a lump on his throat. He always kind of sucked at words. He groaned before he muted himself and pulled his keyboard out further as he navigated to your DM's. He was being corny and he knew it, he hates saying sweet things out loud if they weren't obnoxious in some way.
He retyped a million times before you got that ping and went to check what it was. 'I hope you feel better soon. We can sleep on call, if you want to.' you laughed at him for such an E-dater ask. Typical and BEN's ears burned. He refused to unmute at this point. His eyes wide and eyebrows furrowed at the sight of you laughing on his second monitor. There was still part of it tugging on his heart string. He made you laugh again. That's all that mattered.
You laughed at him and his cringe ask until he huffed and unmuted. The feeling of nervousness somehow overtaking him. He was terrified of letting his voice glitch out. "Yes or no. Answer or I'm leaving." He spoke flatly but you could tell it was from embarrassment rather than him being angry.
"Yeah, sure—" You replied after you calmed yourself successfully and were getting your gasps of breath back. You joined the private call on your phone instead and padded your way through your nighttime routine before settling in bed. You listened to BEN speak about nothing through out. Something about how pretty you looked today in the most harassing way possible. You knew he couldn't have known that, but you just assumed he was being weird on purpose.
"How would you know anyway??"
"I don't have to see you kitty, I just know it!" He quipped back as a cover up for the truth, in a discord mod accent to make you groan in false annoyance. He quickly changed to the camera on your phone on his computer. He was talking mindlessly and watching your eyes slowly close. Then your breath went shallow. He waited for a couple of minutes before he reached to the monitor.
His hand easily slipping through the screen and fixed your hair. He pulled your blankets up more before. He went all in and found a way to come out of your monitor. He was dead quiet. Stalking through your room and taking it all in. Before looking down at you, dead asleep now and with phone clutched in hand. He hesitated before he ever so softly leaned down and pressed a kiss to your temple. Panicking when he heard a groan come from you and watching your eyes slightly open. He knew only one thing to do. Climb back through your monitor.
So he did. He was banking on the idea that you were half asleep enough to think it was some weird ass dream or you were seeing things. But you watched him, as wide eyed as you could get as he crawled back through your monitor and dissipated.
Before you could even process what had happened you were asleep again and woke up in the morning to your alarm. It had to be a dream, didn't it?
Tags: wireplay..I think?, BEN can feel through hardware, Smut..no(or little) plot, oneshot, SMAU, G/N reader, pathetic BEN, brat reader.. somewhat.., is button play a thing? Also dry humping!
A/N: I'm on a break from work at the national park so I'm just rotting and writing. The next part of the other fic should be out soon! Hope you guys didn't forget about me! Enjoy!
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BEN took your hand in his and with a small sigh he used his free one to open the door that lead to his room. This, of course; wasn't the first time you've been in it but the first time you'd get a glimpse at something you weren't allowed to before.
He rolled his eyes at your excitement as he slowly lead you to a smaller door that he pulled open and moved slightly to the side to let you see better.
Conntected to a small tube TV was a console that held the Majora cartridge. A small controller connected from said console. The tube TV was connected to lord knows where in the dark closet of the room.
You softly tugged forward but you could feel thr hesitance in BEN'S soft half steps to the machine. Watching as you kneeled down and looked back up to him. Part of you wanted to touch but lord knows how BEN would react to that. He really was a mixed bag. As soon as you even attempted to you, your hand was snatched up by him. In your stumble back up your leg softly brushed up against the very crowded set up and a shiver came from BEN.
It took absolutely no time for the idea to click in your brain before you let out a laugh. Immediately going out of your way to rub your leg against the side of the side of the Tube TV.
BEN quivered and a stifled noise came from his lips that were twisted into a frown. His face clearly starting to twist from embarrassment. His hands gripping on to yours were starting to get sweaty and it was only making your ability to slip out easier. Swiftly turning yourself in his embrace and reaching down.
Your hands grabbing the wires and softly tugging on them. The noise that came out was louder and BEN'S hands landed on your half bent form. Tugging you close and grinding slow against your ass.
You brought the controller to your mouth, your tongue splaying out with spit and dousing the hardware in it. Ben reached and buried his hands in your hair. Giving it soft tugs.
"Feels so good.." is all he was able to mumble out before he choked on his words when you rubbed your hands over the majora cartridge. The buldge in his clothes pulsing in a way you never felt before.
He was practically humping at this point and his soft please were spilling out. "Please, I want to be in you so bad. Please, Haven't I been good—Youu started this pleassse please.." his words were jumbled and his voice was starting to glitch out with every soft rub or touch of the hardware or wires around.
His hands gripping you tightly and his now relentless rutting, and slamming against you.
"Oh, I don't know..what if I want to play a little longer?" You softly teased as you nudged your ass into his hardened cock. An embarrassingly loud moan came from BEN as he thrusted his clothed cock into you. It brought out a moan from you when you felt him throb against you.
You felt his hands claw at your pants and shove them off. Leaving your underwear halfdown your ass as he lifted one of his hands from your hips and palmed your ass. His hips careless as he mock thrusted into your ass. "Please please.. don't tease let me in you.." he begged and the noises coming from him we're getting higher and more desperate.
"Please... please..please..." His hand that was palming your ass now moving to pull off his pajama pants and leave him only in boxers. You were relentlessly pulling and lapping at his buttons. With a crash you were both on the floor with your ass up and ben on top of you. His rutting never stopping. You get tangled up in his wires and rubbing against your soft skin. You lapped at them and moaned BEN'S name into them.
Leaving him panting and shivering. He was babbling almost nothing into your back as he helplessly humped you. Softly taking the controller into your mouth and sucking on it; well the best you could with your chest shoved to the floor and wrapped up in wire.
That was the last straw. With ben pulling out his aching cock and clawing at your underwear before pulling it down.
No patience, you were still kind of stretched from the last session you had. Immediately starting to pound senselessly into you as he reached for as much skin as he could. He sobber senselessly about how good you felt. His shivering endless when you shifted in the wires or lolled your tongue over anything. Leaving his thrusts to get jerky as he glitches out softly. He moaned loud and called out your name. Leaving you to only laugh before he quickly shut you up with hard thrusts.
Not caring about the noises or how loud you two were being. Who knows who would hear you throughout the slender mansion, the decrepit walls could only hold so much sound. His glitches came faster when you started to pull the console closer and licked the Majora cartridge.
Internally, BEN was freaking out. No, he couldn't cum yet. That would be embarrassing. So embarrassing but before he could think to stop, his mind went blank and his hips thrusted you so forward that you pushed up against the glass of the tube TV and crowded up the console against it as well. It all spilled out in an embarrassing mess that left him trembling and him finishing in you.
⌯⚚ Summary; BEN abuses his acess to your webcam and your mic. He has it. Now he never wants to let it go. Now that he can catch you playing with yourself.
A/N: sorry mom...I stayed up late master debating again.. I've been meaning to update this but I've been getting ready for Comic Con. You guys did seem to like the first part of this so I decided to give you smut! Enjoy! Love ya (say. It. Back.)
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God, how long has BEN been watching you now? A small grunt leaving his mouth as he sat in his gaming chair. Palm rubbing circles against a quickly hardening tent in his pants. Eyes trained on the footage from your webcam as it picked up your shivering thighs. Your soft moans playing loudly from the speakers in his room that sat ajar from his monitor.
Who knew who else in the mansion would hear the loud speakers play the melodies of your moans. BEN couldn't help but grin at knowing that you had absolutely no clue that he was watching your fingers work yourself open. The whines that came at every strech. It was heaven.
After all, you thought nothing but positives of the man. He had weaseled his way into your life through discord DM's, interactions in his server, playing together. He was a loveable asshole, who seemed to get off on teasting and making fun of your stumbles in videos games.
The man was practically humping his own hand at the volume increase when you hit the spot. Watching your back arch and your muscles in your legs tense before spilling open.
But he refused to give into the urge to take out his pulsing cock. BEN bit his lip to hold in the whines that were threatening to spill out of his mouth. Tears prickling in the corners of his eyes before he slowed down to prevent himself from climaxing.
BEN's free hand coming up to his mouth and biting down on a finger. An attempt to stifle the whines that were spilling out. He had been running this circle of edging himself for days. BEN's hand finally dipping underneath his boxers elastic lining and pulling out his cock out from it.
The head was pink and angry. It leaked out pre and pulsed helpessly as he held it in his hands. His thumb rubbing a circle into the head and his hips jutted into it almost immediately. BEN's eyes flicked up to the monitor, watching you flip yourself on hands and knees then start over again.
He matched your pace and squeezed his hand in ways that he thought you would squeeze around him too. His hips rutting when your hands did. Slobber starting to leak from around his finger where it was bit on. The finger doing little to nothing to stifle the sounds of his whimpers now.
Giving up and letting his finger loose as he wiped up the spit from around his mouth and used the second hand to rub the head of his cock relentlessly. The tears spilling down his cheeks and hips rutting endlessly as he chased climax like hitting a pressurized can.
BEN put his thumb over the slit on his cock and felt the pressure build as his body shook helplessly from climax. When he took his thumb off it spurted on hiss desk and all over his stomach. His thigh catching some of the release when his cock had finally settled.
BEN's eyes landing on your finally still form. You fell asleep, he hadn't even noticed you had gone to sleep. His eyes scanning your form silently in awe of your sleeping form. Gorgeous.
⌯⚚ Summary; B.E.N. when he's not terrorizing people for fun or under the demand of Slenderman and his proxies; runs a discord server. This is absolutely no shock to anyone. Face reveals are usually fake, he can tell through their cameras but stumbling upon your face reveal he can't help but fall head over heels.
(Tags/ stalking, discord mod BEN, .)
A/N: This is my first time letting my fanfics leave my notes so if you have any suggestions lemme know. Also if you have any requests, lmk. I'm pretty new to the posting on Tumblr thing so pls be so nice to me. This part doesn't have NSFW in it technically but this series will be NSFW overall. Thank you!
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BEN sat in his room. His room was messy, it wasn't disgusting. Mostly because the constant intrusion of others kind of forced him to keep his space somewhat clean. It was an organized mess at most. He sat on a gaming chair, in a loose graphic T-shirt and a pair of Minecraft boxers. The soft hum of the computer sounded like a purring cat as it processed terabytes of information at a time. It was impressive honestly.
The monitor was the only light in the room other than the few RGB features that accented scantily clad anime girl figures in a case. A pack of snacks sat at his desk, far enough from his keyboard to not get any crumbs in it. His fingers covered in his own half dry spit where he had licked off the dust earlier. The clacking of his keyboard was ringing through the room.
An upset look on him as he typed out a paragraph on the 'reason for ban.' field on someone's profile before clicking the person away. Someone had typed in the wrong chat too many times and was spamming memes in general instead of the 'general-memes' channel.
Most people would find it embarrassing of how much he cared, but this was his massive discord server and he'd be damned if someone disrespected the rules. He was scrolling through the thousands of active channels until he stumbled upon the face reveal channel active again.
A grumbled escaping his lips as he clicked the channel. He was already mentally preparing for the photo to be from Pinterest or a half assed Google search that he could easily find.
When he clicked on it, that was odd. It wasn't the usual faces he saw from Pinterest. He hadn't seen this one before at all. His intrest was immediately caught. He copy and pasted the image into search engines. He didn't find mass reposts. Just an Instagram account that was under the same username on discord.
"no way." BEN mumbled to himself as he clicked on the link. No, it was you. It had to be. He went through the pictures, they were you. Different angles, outfits, places, friends. He then proceeded to go on a rampage of pasting that username into almost every social media.
It was you. You had to be real. Too many other people connected everywhere to be fake.
A smile grew on his face as he switched back to discord and clicked on your profile. It was pretty but you lacked a pretty banner. He knew how he could get in your good graces.
Bank security and wire tapping was nothing to him. It was a little concerning to him how bad bank security was for some people. He smiled as he took money from people into an empty wallet and paid for 3 months of Nitro and sent it your way.
It was sure to get conversation going. Sending it alone might seem a little suspicious so he quickly went to his keyboard to type out a message along with the random gift.
'i think you're the first person to ever not fake a face reveal on our server..it makes sense why wouldn't xb A reward for your honesty lul"
A shit eating grin on his face as he watched you type.
'thnks haha! You're so sweet.'
Okay so, maybe BEN's actions weren't the purest but that nitro wasn't innocent. It was a fishing link. Now he has your computer acess..now he had your camera.
As if his smile couldn't get any wider. He could see you. Really see you. You were just as gorgeous. The pull of your lips, the slope of your neck, watching your throat softly move every time you swallow. The soft breaths he started to hear when he tapped the microphone in your computer. He shoved off all the warnings about what was accessing the microphone and turned out the camera indicator all by himself.
'so, what brought you to my server?'
BEN typed out before he slowly minimized your window and put you in the corner of his screen.
'oh, I was struggling with a level in this multiplayer game and I was going to look for help!'
you typed back as you leaned back into your chair.
BEN let out a soft hum as he moved his eyes away from you in the corner of his screen and back to the chat.
'I could help you out.'
He sent as he watched you type out sure he was already opening the game and sending you his username. Spending the night helping you with a mission that (in his mind) was too easy.
Once you were done he watched you log off and tell him goodbye. Yet, his eyes just moved back to your form getting up from your chair and moving around your room.
You were BEN's newest obsession and he wasn't going to let go any time soon.
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