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naturesapphic · 7 months
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“I need love”
Hanna marin x fem!reader
Warnings: reader is on her period, fluff
“Im dying!” You groan into Hanna’s pillow as she watches you from across the room reading one of her many magazines. “Baby hush, you aren’t dying”. She says as she rolls her eyes. You pout “I am too! It feels like someone is doing arts and crafts in my uterus. Cutting up all of my insides and twisting them.” You say dramatically.
Hanna made a disgusted face “okay I did NOT need that visual in my head.” She said and shook her head to not think about it. You rolled around in her bed, trying to get comfortable but you couldn’t. Your body was kicking your ass and your cramps too. No matter how much you turned or turned over, you just couldn’t get comfortable and all you wanted was your girlfriend to give you snuggles and attention.
“Hanna bananaaaaaaaaa” you dragged out on purpose to get her attention. She looked up from her magazine and looked at you with an eyebrow raised. “I need love” you simply stated at her. She smiled at you and got off her ass and headed towards you. You made grabby hands towards her and she instantly pulled you into her arms.
You smiled and immediately snuggled into her, almost purring to which Hanna giggled at. She ran her fingers through your hair and leaned down every now and then to give you kisses. A few moments later and you were starting to get bored. “Hannnnnnnnn…I’m bored” you complained to her and she rolled her eyes jokingly and gently thumped you on your forehead. “Why are you complaining so much today?” She said as she looked down at you with her piercing blue eyes.
“Because I’m bleeding and in severe pain! I have the right to complain! And at least I don’t complain everyday like you do….” You mumbled at the end but Hanna heard you and gasped in defense. “Do not!” She defended herself. “Do to!” You stated back at her which was a mistake because she started tickling you.
“Ahhh hanna! S-stop!” You giggled out and she kept tickling you until she saw tears in your eyes and then she stopped and you caught your breath. “Rude…” you pouted up at her and she smiled as she leans down to give you a slow and long kiss. You kiss back and run your fingers through her blond hair and gently push her head down to deepen the kiss.
A few moments later Hanna pulled away causing you to pout. “Nuuuu come backkkk. I want your lipsssss.” You whined out again. “Babe if I kept kissing you I would have passed out from lack of oxygen.” She stated. “And?” You said dramatically with a serious face. “Babe what the fuck! Do you want me to die?!” She yelled. “Nope. But I wanna keep kissing youuuu.” You simply said to which Hanna rolled her eyes at you yet again.
“Hannaaaaaaa. Im boreddddd.” You said while throwing your hands up in the air. Hanna huffed “go read some of my magazines then.” She suggested. “That will not help me feel better and be less bored.”you grumpily said. “It helps me!” She gasped. “Im happy for you.” You commented and she gently punched you in your shoulder. “ABUSE! Im telling mrs. Hastings!” You snarled and she started laughing.
“You wouldn’t do that baby. You love me too much. Plus I’ll kill you.” She said seriously at the end and you giggled. “Thats true. I would turn you in for abuse.” You smiled and she rolled her eyes as she smiled at you lovingly. “Thank you for being here with me Han. I love you. You always make me feel better.” You said while looking at her with so much adoration and love. She returned the look “of course y/n/n, I’ll always be here for you and I love you so much more.” Hanna said with a big smile plastered on her face and you smiled back. Hanna will always be there for you, especially when you are on your period and need constant attention 24/7.
A/n: I randomly came up with this since I’m on my period and I would definitely need attention 24/7 like @tvgirllloverz cmon I need you 🙄
But thank you for reading! And if you have any Hanna requests just let me know and of course any other requests you have for the other characters I write for :) remember to stay hydrated and to rest. I love y’all. Have a good day!
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thericons · 6 months
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karlenal · 5 months
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ashleybenson: Some BTS of me as Cara in The Wilderness….. who watched!! @primevideo @primevideouk
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sempsds · 2 years
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jacklesrpg · 2 months
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When Jensen woke up Tuesday morning he never expected to be ending his night standing on Ashley's doorstep with an overnight bag. He didnt like leaving Nina so soon after telling her the news but he had already missed so much time with his newborn daughter. He didnt even know how old she was or what she looked like or what her cry sounded like and it pained him. He knocked, thinking it was too late at night for the bell. An image of the last time he stood at this doorway at night time flashed in his mind and he smirked at the thought and then remembered that was the very reason he was there; the consequences of those actions.
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carpemitchell · 4 months
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Once the kids were in bed, Shay grabbed a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. She didn't drink too much anymore sine Jared was sober. But since her best friend was at her house, she figured she could have a glass or two with her. She went to go find Ashley and she handed her the glass as she plopped down on the couch. "So tell me all that I'm missing in LA! I miss it there." She liked Austin, but she loved LA. And she missed everything about it.
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carpezachary · 4 months
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Zac decided to hit up a NYE party at some bar that his friend had told him about. Zac had gotten into drinking again - which he knew he could do as coke was more of his kryptonite. He just had to be careful with who the bar was filled up with and not to get into the wrong crowd while out. But most of his close friends were going to be there and they all knew of his addiction and did their best to keep him on the straight and narrow.
Zac was a few drinks and hours in at the bar when he had ran into Ashley and ended the night hanging out with her. Everyone started counting down around them, his blue orbs found Ashley. "So, do you need a midnight kiss?" He questioned, a smirk curling along his features.
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cdcrpg-gossip · 2 months
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Did Ashley have a baby? I just saw her walking around carrying a beautiful baby girl.
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Now this is what I call gossip! Especially when you provided photo evidence! If Miss Benson did have another baby, she kept it well hidden. Now the question remains...who is the baby daddy?
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carpejanel · 6 months
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Making sure her dogs were good, she gave them a treat before she left her house. She had made plans with Ashley to go to her house for a little catch up. Something that felt needed. It had been a long time since Janel had a chance to hang out with the blonde or anyone that was Keegan or Lindsey. Janel stopped at Starbucks before she amde her way to Ashley's house. She walked, kicked her shoes off. "Ms. Benson! Where are you?"
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carpediem-celebrpg · 2 years
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Treehouse Lodge - Iquitos, Peru
The only all-inclusive treehouse lodge in the Amazon, delivering a once in a lifetime experience. We are located in the Peruvian Amazon at the confluence of the serene and protected Yarapa and Cumaceba rivers near the Pacaya Samiria Reserve. Come stay with us and you’ll see the rainforest from an entirely new perspective that most visitors never experience… the tree top canopy. You’ll never forget the experience of watching monkeys and birds at eye level as every morning you’ll wake up to a safari of animal life before you even get out of bed. Not to worry, you won’t sacrifice any of the usual comforts found on the ground. Every bungalow is equipped with showers, sinks, toilets, and clean white linens. Your personal treehouse bungalow gets you up off the jungle floor and helps you enjoy the airy relief from the heat and humidity. Sure, you’ll get a little extra exercise walking up there, but after a meal filled with our delicious food, you’ll welcome it.
This trip has been chosen for: also look below for more information
Chris Hemsworth ( @carpechris ) and Ashley Benson ( @benzo-ashv )
You may start playing ASAP
You can leave when you want and can return home when you want
The trip must be completed by or before July 12, 2022 though
The trip must last for a minimum of 5 consecutive days
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ecliterature · 2 years
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Ménage à Gretchen
Gretchen trailed her laquered red nails down the wallpapered halls of Crestmire Manor, her assisted living facility. What a sad, 1980s, daytime television backdrop for my golden years, she thought. Couldn’t they at least consult the recent Laura Ashley neutrals? This pale pink bullshit makes my skin look ghastly in the daylight.  
It was 10.45pm, and the halls were silent, empty. All of the Crestmire residents had long been tucked into their adjustable beds, Eszopiclone or Zaleplon administered. “No more benzos for us oldies. Oh no. Heaven forbid we have any fun any more. Not even when we’re trying to sleep,” Gretchen muttered. She walked languidly, acrylic tips brushing the walls as she passed, leaving the faintest imprint. Grandma graffiti. Still here. 
Gretchen stopped when she got to room 207. Henry’s room. She took a deep breath, rearranged her wine-red chiffon robe to better frame her cleavage. Her trusty crimson wrap, it had covered and revealed her in turn for nearly 3 decades now, since her 60th birthday. She had scrupulously hand-washed the stains out of it for years and now that those stains came less often she almost wished she had left a few. Just a few. Reminders of specific men, specific moments. Steven in Paris in 1996, when she was 62 and freshly divorced (for the third time) and took her first alimony cheque to the travel agency. Picked up her plane ticket and the 40 year old travel agent, Steven, and went for her own little vacance. She lived in that red see-through number, barely saw Paris beyond the arrondissement out her window. She fucked and she fucked and she fucked. 
Or her 70th birthday, when Gregory was drinking a scotch while fucking her – always the multitasker – and nearly lost consciousness when he came, spilling the drink all down her and the open robe. The salty, muddy fragrance of Gregory’s scotch mixed with his cum. She wouldn’t mind smelling that again. If only Gregory hadn’t passed away 5 years ago, age 86, surrounded by his dearly devoted wife and children. What they didn’t know. What Gretchen could tell them about their precious Gregory and his proclivities. 
The ding of the elevator down the hall wakes Gretchen from her memories. Better get inside, can’t get caught by one of these narcing young orderlies who obviously aren’t getting enough themselves. She scratches her acrylics on Henry’s door – shukka shukka, shukka shukka, shukka shukka – just like Dolly in 9 To 5. 
Henry opens the door and he, too, is in a robe, pleated blue velour. Henry’s a newer resident at Crestmire, having moved in a few months ago. He’s young – 76 – and still plays golf, and it’s a damn mystery why he’s at Crestmire at all, an independent man like that. The ladies say it’s because he lost his wife and he’s lonely; the men guess there’s conniving children involved, wanting his house for their own. Gretchen listens to the talk but doesn’t participate. What business is it of hers why he’s here? He’s one of the only men in this place who can still get hard without Viagra and that’s all she cares about. He’s a horny old goat and, Gretchen sighs, “I guess I’m a horny old goatess.” 
“What’s that about my goatee?” Henry asks. 
“Oh, nothing Henry. I was just thinking out loud again. Could you stir me a martini, please?” 
“You know it Gretch.” 
“Miss Gretchen, please.” 
“Sorry. Yes, Miss Gretchen.” 
Gretchen watches his ass under his too-small robe as he ambles to the kitchen. Still plump, somehow. Must be the golf. She slips out of her matching red kitten heel slippers – with the poofs on top – and flexes her painted toes. Also red. Another night, another geriatric fuck. Thank god for that hip replacement 7 years ago. 
Henry pops his head out of the kitchenette, illuminated by overhead fluorescents: “Miss Gretchen, there’s something I should tell you. I — I went out on a whim tonight. I want you to know how much I’ve been enjoying our sex. I never imagined Crestmire would be so… exciting. So it’s not that I haven’t been having fun. Or that I don’t like, hem, doing, uh, having sexual intercourse with you.” He looks down at the martini shaker. Gretchen hasn’t seen a man blush this furiously since she asked an ex state senator to fuck her in the ass. 
“Henry, jesus, spit it out! What is it?” 
“I invited Monica over tonight too!” Henry blurted. 
“As in, you forgot I was coming?” Eyebrow raise.
“No I just thought… you’re such a wild woman Miss Gretchen… I thought you might be up for a threesome with Monica and I!” 
Monica was a long time resident of Crestmire, dating from her last bout of chemo a decade ago. She was around the same age as Gretchen but you wouldn’t know it. Gretchen kept her blonde hair curled, her nails done, her outfits coordinated. Her purse always matched her belt matched her shoes. She had even gotten the girls at the salon to do eyelash extensions a couple months ago. They were little geniuses, those salon girls. Nevermind her excellent facelift in 2003 that was still holding up. A present for her 69th birthday from Gregory. Thanks for everything, Gregory. 
Monica had long, grey hair, often braided down her back. She was prone to wearing screenprinted sweaters that featured her (dead) pets or (living but now adult) grandchildren. She crocheted – crocheted! – and she always ate the cafeteria food dutifully and never joined in for poker. Something about gambling being a tool of the devil. Like crocheting wasn’t. And now Henry was telling Gretchen that Monica wanted a threesome? 
“Does Monica… know I’m here?” Gretchen asked, cautiously. 
“Of course, Gretch – sorry, Miss Gretchen. Of course she knows. She’s really excited about this. Actually, it was her idea.”
Well, what the hell, thought Gretchen. I haven’t had a threesome in decades.  
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naturesapphic · 7 months
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Scared
Hanna marin x fem!reader
Warnings: cursing, mature themes, sexual innuendos
“Hey Han, you into sharing everything with your BFF? Even your GF? - A”
Hanna looked down at her phone in horror as she read the text message. Tears flooded her eyes and she knew she had to do something that she didn’t want to do. She has to break up with you. It’s for your own good, she can’t lose you or worse, have you killed.
No matter how much it will kill her inside, she has to let you go. You mean too much to her and the thought of anything bad happening to her makes her sick and filled with rage. She shakily grabbed her car keys and drove to your house, regretting what she’s about to put you through.
You heard two hard knocks on the door and grabbed one of your favorite stuffed animals and slowly walked to the door. You slowly opened the door while your hand was held up with your stuffed animal in hand, ready to attack. You screeched as someone came in but it went away when you saw your blonde headed girlfriend standing there with her leather jacket on with a lacy black long sleeved top. “God Hanna you fucking scared me!” You said breathlessly as you held your stuffed animal to your chest, pouting at her.
Hanna chuckled and shakes her head “what were you gonna do anyway babe…kill me with your stuffed animal?” She teases you as you glared at her in annoyance. “N-no! But I would have done something…like…like punch you!” Hanna raises her eyebrow at her in disbelief. “Baby…you wouldn’t hurt a fly…you say sorry to me when you accidentally hurt me or accidentally bump into me and sometimes you start crying.” She says at she walks further in your house. You huffed and buried your face in your stuffie.
“Why are you here anyway Han? Not that I don’t want you here but you usually text me first or you come earlier in the day…” you said, worry laced in your voice. Hanna remembered why she was here and her whole mood changes and her eyes go teary and her face goes completely dead. You walk up to her and gently cup her face to which she let a few tears leave from her eyes. You gently wiped them away from her face with your thumb and she gave you a small smile in return as she nuzzles her face in your hand.
She pulls her face away from you hands and you frowned at her action. “We have to break up..” she says quietly. You felt your heart breaking and felt like you couldn’t breathe properly. You let your hands fall to your sides and you start trying to take deep breaths which made it worse.
“Baby?… babygirl..hey…hey..breathe with me angel..” she softly said to you as she had you sit on the floor and she sat in front of you. She gently took your hand and put it on her chest where her heart is, then she took her hand and put it on your chest. You watched how she breathed and followed her every step of the way.
When you finally could breath better you finally said something. “Is this because of A? What did they threaten you with now?” You questioned her quietly. She sighed and showed you her phone with the message and you frowned more. “I can’t have you hurt again…A has hurt you a lot and they have hurt me a lot…being with me is so dangerous y/n…I have to let you go.” She said with her voice cracking as she tries not to cry.
“No!” You exclaimed as you looked deeply in her eyes. “No? Y/n…we can’t be together anymore…I can’t lose you…even if I have to lose you in this way…I can’t have you be killed.” Hanna says sternly but you weren’t having it. “I said no! Don’t you understand that I don’t care? That we have been together since high-school? We have been through so much together! You are my person Hanna…we can get through this. I can take some self defense classes Hanna! And learn how to fire a gun!”. You exclaimed at her while you look into her eyes with determination.
“Y/n…you don’t understand. This A is worse than Mona combined. She’s more ruthless and has no mercy for us. Please just let me go…”. She said as she took steps back from me. “Please Hanna please…can’t we talk more about this?” You said pleading her. She sighed annoyingly and walked to your door “I can’t do this anymore.” She said opening the door.
“NO!” You yelled and you ran in front of her and shut the door so she couldn’t get out. “Hanna Marin I love you so fucking much and I’m not letting you go. Ever. You are stuck with me. I will go to self defense classes and protect myself and more importantly you, even if I am short! Because just now I just try to kill you with my stuffed animal…” you said as you stand in front of her, not letting her go anywhere.
Hanna glared at you and pushed you aside to get out but you stood back in front of her, blocking her again. “You aren’t leaving until we fix this and talk about it more. I’m not loosing my Hanna banana.” You said with big tears in your eyes and you leaned up and kissed her fiercely. Hanna stood there in shock, but when she finally realized what was happening she kissed you back just as hard and with more passion.
Hanna picked you up by your thighs and your legs were secured around her waist. Your hands were in her golden locks as her hands went from your thighs to your ass. She carried you upstairs and kicked open your door hard since you were in your house alone and quite frankly Hanna didn’t give two fucks.
Hanna threw you on your bed and you looked at her with such intense emotion and lust that she started to tear up. “Baby…I-I’m sorry…I just can’t have you killed or get hurt in any way. You are the person I love. Only you. You are my person and I just want you in my life.” Han confessed as she was stripping her clothes, revealing her beautiful nude body. Even though you were completely star struck at seeing her beauty, Hanna was confessing to you and you were all ears.
“I understand Han…but please…p-please don’t do that again.” You said as you started crying and Hanna hovered over your body and wiped away your tears with her gentle fingers. “I only tried to because I’m so scared…I can’t lose you…” Hanna said softly as she’s crying too. “You won’t lose me. We will find a way to protect ourselves. Just you and me Hanna banana.” You said with a smile at the end and Hanna giggled at the nickname that you always called her.
“I love you y/n/n…so fucking much…” Hanna said as she leans down and connects her soft lips with yours. You moan softly as her tongue intrudes your mouth and explores it. You buckle your hips and Hanna notices it and smirks to herself at how she’s making you completely submit to her, just by a kiss.
You tangle your fingers in her hair as she completely rips your pjs off your body and you blush fiercely. Hanna slowly looks at each detail of your body and admires it. You both have had trouble with your body so she completely understands how you feel and she wants you to feel sexy and confident because she sees you as perfect in her eyes.
Both of your naked bodies are intertwined as y’all show each other how much you love one another and you know that this night will be long and special for the both of you.
A/n: my first imagine of hanna! I hope y’all enjoyed and please, if y’all have any request for her/Ashley benson, please send in request. I love y’all! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest!
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Do you think the best friend she meant was Ashley Benson? What are our thoughts on Brandon Davis Ashley Benson’s beau? I know she’s always liked unconventional ppl like Cara or G easy but idk this guy seems weird in a diff way. His y2k days were wiiiild so idk.
Some people seem to think she may have been referring to Laura and idk what to think of Brandon. I’m hoping he’s changed (for the better) since his whole firecrotch comment lol at least for Benzo’s sake
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karlenal · 7 months
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Ashley Benson and her mom, Shannon Benson spend a Mother Daughter Day together on Saturday Oct. 7th in LA
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rpmemissedconnections · 8 months
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This is an apology to Ashley. And missed connection really. Though she will probably never see it as when I go to make amends you block me. I’ll always love you. Even though you’ve broken my heart over and over. You say you didn’t want to lead me on but that’s exactly what you did. Before our last fight I said I jsut wanted to be friends. If you still do you can find me on Thad. But you don’t want to be whatever we were. Wish you all the best in life Ashley Benzo. T. Always. Forever.
It sounds like there was a lot of hurt, hopefully you find peace.
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jacklesrpg · 3 months
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Flashback Para || Beckles
Things always seemed to be complicated when it came to Jensen's life and he was getting tired of it. He had just found out Nina was pregnant but he was still dealing with lingering feelings for his ex wife and not knowing what to do about them. Their last conversation had made him think it wasn't such a good idea but his thoughts kept going back to her. Especially now that he had told her Nina was pregnant. He knew the right thing to do was to be with Nina and raise the baby together but he needed to have a deeper conversation with Nina about what she wanted.
Jensen told himself that he was going to LA to see Nina and check up on her because of the pregnancy and maybe that was true but it didn't explain why fresh from the airport he headed to the house he had once shared with Ashley. It didn't explain why he felt like he needed to be near her and hold her and apologize for getting someone else pregnant and it certainly didn't explain why the minute Ashley opened the door he was forcing himself inside, pushing her against the closest wall and kissing her lips with a hunger he hadn't felt for her in years. "I'm sorry," was all he could say when the kiss eventually ended.
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