#Sebastian WIlder
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happy birthday ryan gosling!
#fanart#ryan gosling#ryan gosling fanart#barbie#drive#ken#driver#the fall guy#colt seavers#blade runner 2049#officer k#the place beyond the pines#luke glanton#the notebook#noah calhoun#the nice guys#holland march#stay 2004#henry letham#young hercules#the gray man#la la land#sebastian wilder#project hail mary#ryland grace#lars and the real girl
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a voice that says, "I'll be here"
and "you'll be alright"
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#ryan gosling#margot robbie#barbie movie#ken#the notebook#noah calhoun#la la land#Sebastian Wilder#funny#female rage#female manipulator#relatable#funny tweet#gaslight gatekeep girlblog#girl interrupted#girl interupted syndrome#coquette#lana del rey#emma stone#pearl#pearl movie
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KISS
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Ryan Gosling as Sebastian Wilder in 'La La Land' (2016)
#la la land#la la land 2016#ryan gosling#sebastian wilder#this movie always makes me cry#is it too bad that i cry#movies#edit#gifset#movie#fyeahmovies#userthing
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@gender-kenvy here
argue with THE WALL (this one was tough tbh)
Ryan Gosling Character Alignment Chart (3/?)
#I can't help that Ryan gosling is notorious for his golden retriever characters#the fall guy#the fall guy 2024#the place beyond the pines#drive 2011#the gray man#half nelson#lars and the real girl#la la land#stay 2005#the barbie movie#the nice guys#the notebook#crazy stupid love#blade runner 2049#colt seavers#driver#henry letham#ryan gosling's ken#dan dunne#ryan gosling#jacob palmer#sebastian wilder#noah calhoun#sierra six#luke glanton#holland march#officer k
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Seb 🎹🎶 (He hasn't talked about Jazz in 5 minutes)
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31 with Sebastian (you have no idea how hard it was for me to pick, but I'm on a Seb kick atm)
Kisses 31. Neck kisses
��₊✧ Sebastian Wilder x gn!reader
∘₊✧ Making out, nudity, fluff with implied sex
∘₊✧─────────────────✧₊∘
Sebastian smirked down at you when you tugged at his cuff, covered in just a sheet on his bed, the golden sunlight casting a perfect glow over your skin.
‘Good morning,’ he smiled, memories of the night before fresh enough to have him in high spirits.
‘Where are you going?’ you whined, trying your best not to sound needy. But it did, and Sebastian picked up on it immediately, prolonging the life of his smug grin.
Your fingers wrapped around his forearm as he attempted to give you a proper answer, but he couldn’t deny you’d distracted him.
‘Well, I’ve got to- agh!’
You didn’t entirely intend to pull Sebastian on top of you, you’d just wanted to encourage him to move closer, maybe share a kiss before he left, but you were glad it had turned out this way all the same.
Your lips quickly found his neck, right at the spot that made him whimper every time, and that sweet sound filled your ears like warm honey once again.
‘No,’ you muttered between sloppy kisses, hot against his throat. ‘Stay here.’
‘I can’t,’ he insisted, the shakiness in his breath betraying him. ‘I’m- mmh-’
‘Please, Seb,’ you begged, your lips stopping just long enough for your eyes to meet his. Teasing, you whipped the loose tie from around his collar and dropped it to the floor, biting your lip.
Sebastian’s resolve weakened immediately as he gazed down at you, his pupils blown and his chest heaving. How could he resist you? So needy, naked in his bed, begging for him…
His eyes slid shut as he made peace with pushing back his plans. Or cancelling them. He wasn’t sure he cared anymore. He just wanted you.
‘Fuck it.’
And with that, his lips were on your neck.
#sebastian wilder x reader#sebastian wilder#sebastian wilder fluff#la la land#ryan gosling#writing game#ken-dom answers
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Hey guys, I'm Vênus (she/her). This is my new ff blog and requests are already open!
I really like writing dark, smut and/or angst contents for s/o x female readers.
Almost all the characters and artists I'll write for are tagged. Feel free to send me your writing requests on my ask. (ps¹: practically i'll write for all Jacob Elordi and Ryan Gosling's characters, there just wasn't enough space in the tags).
So don't be shy... I'm a member of the "toxic characters stan" too <3
ps²: some characters besides the other characters of Ryan Gosling and Jacob Elordi that I didn't put in the tags but that I can also write for:
Scream: Ethan Landry, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher.
Euphoria: Rue Bennet, Jules Vaughn, Ethan Lewis, Lexi Howard, Chris McKay, Fezco.
Hunger Games: Lucy Gray Baird, Katniss Everdeen, Sejanus Plinth, Johanna Mason, Treech, Clemensia Dovecote, Tigris Snow, Haymitch Abernathy.
MCU: Tom Holland!Peter Parker & Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff.
Daisy Jones & The Six: Eddie Roundtree, Daisy Jones, Camila Dunne.
The Vampire Diaries: Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Silas, Rebekah Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce.
Margot Robbie: Barbie, Harley Quinn.
Gossip Girl: Chuck Bass, Nate Archibald, Carter Baizen, Blair Waldorf.
YOU: Love Quinn, Joe Goldberg.
Harry Potter: Cedric Diggory, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black.
Grey's Anatomy: Jackson Avery, Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Alex Karev.
Outer Banks: Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank.
Anyway, more characters can be added here over time!
#coriolanus snow x reader#nate jacobs x reader#felix catton x reader#jacob elordi x reader#ryan gosling x reader#luke glanton x reader#jacob!elvis presley x reader#jacob elordi elvis#elvis presley x reader#billy the kid x reader#richard haywood#henry letham#noah calhoun#sebastian wilder#tom blyth x reader#tate langdon x reader#billy dunne x reader#finnick odair x reader#peeta mellark x reader#billy loomis x reader#kol mikaelson x reader#kai parker x reader#klaus mikaelson x reader#elijah mikaelson x reader#bucky barnes x reader#loki x reader#tom hiddleston x reader#sebastian stan x reader#maddy perez x reader#cassie howard x reader
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#movie polls#movie couples#sad ending#rebelcaptain#pocahontas x john smith#desert husbands#pocahontas 1995#y tu mamá también#doctor zhivago 1965#witness#gone with the wind#casablanca 1942#roman holiday#lawrence of arabia#la la land#rogue one#casablanca#doctor zhivago#mcu#doctor strange#pocahontas#cassian andor x jyn erso#mia dolan#sebastian wilder#tenoch x julio#rogue one a star wars story#jyn x cassian#diego luna#humphrey bogart#ingrid bergman
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Put Your Finger On It
Summary: Fingering is a pianist term...right?
A/N: I finally watched La La Land and well, Seb is loud...very loud.
As per usual, it's NSFW 18+ @ken-dom I blame you with the utmost love for this one, however you're not 100% to blame, late night chats with @webbo0 in the Goosecord also sparked the idea for this one. Figured our favourite man's birthday is as good a day as any to drop a double feature.
Enjoy my loves <3
You leaned over the small table, gently blowing out the last of the candles in the centre. Seb sat at the piano on the stage lost in his own world bathed in a blue light. You set your tray and bar rag on the bartop watching him intently.
He lost himself so easily in music it almost made you jealous; you had never been so passionate about anything.
You had sent the last of the waitresses home for the night; it was just the two of you left in the club.
You watched his elegant fingers slide effortlessly over the keys, tie loosely hanging on his neck, sleeves pushed up to his elbows. You ran your tongue between your lips, teeth gently sinking into your bottom lip as you stood leaning against the bar, transfixed God he was something else.
This caught his attention, pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked up from the keys with a raised eyebrow. “What are you doing?”
You climbed the tiny steps to the stage; Seb’s back to you, completely oblivious to your presence.
Your heels clicked across the hard floor as you stepped up on the bench, perching yourself on the corner of the piano top, legs crossed at the ankles, feet resting on the piano bench.
“I was listening to you play” you sighed, stretching back over the glossy top “Oh wait, would you like this better?”
You scooted back on the smooth top, swinging your legs around behind you as you laid flat on your stomach, feet kicked in the air as you leaned forward with your elbows up, your chin in your hands. He just rolled his eyes. “Is there no one left for you to annoy?”
You hummed pretending to consider his question before scrunching your nose with a shake of your head “No”
You grunted sitting back up, swinging your legs back over in front of the keys directly in front of where Seb sat. “I don’t know how Lucy does that, it isn’t comfortable”
“Lucy also laid on the floor” Seb sighed obviously irritated with your antics “Not on top of the piano”
You laughed lightly with a small squeak “You did not watch Charlie Brown”
“Everyone watched Charlie Brown” he muttered not paying you any attention “Now, get off my piano”
Again, you pretended to consider his request before you shook your head “Nah” Instead crossing your ankles, resting your still heel clad feet in his lap.
He picked up both your legs, his hands warm on your bare skin, moving them to the side out of his immediate way.
You sighed, lifting one leg, bracing it on his knee as you lifted the other to unbuckle your shoe before dropping it to the stage floor with a loud clatter. Intentionally sliding your now bare foot up his thigh as he sat on the small bench, you did the same with the other shoe, dropping it next to the first.
“Heels hurt” you said simply, watching him press his lips together in irritation as your now bare feet rested on his thighs, your position still impeding his ability to actually play. “It’s getting late”
He didn’t answer, but you watched as his eyes traveled up your bare legs, the hem of your blue cocktail dress coming to rest just above your knees.
You slid your foot slowly along his thigh, gently biting your lip watching him, his head dropped, a chunk of his blonde hair falling across his forehead. You jumped a little when his large hand closed over your foot, stopping it from moving.
Finally, he looked up, making eye contact, but still not speaking, his long slender fingers wrapped loosely around your ankle.
Your eyes stayed locked on his as you bit your lip gently, his fingers flexing against your achilles tendon before his hand started to slide slowly up your leg, his eyes never leaving yours.
Your heart fluttered in your chest, beating a little harder under his blue eyed scrutiny, but you kept your composure; even after his other hand slid over your knee mirroring its partner on the other side, his fingers dangerously close to creeping up under the hem of your dress. You sat silent, in a battle of wills. Your bare feet resting on his thighs, his impossibly warm hands resting on your bare knees. The room was so silent you could have heard a pin drop.
You purposely dug your heel a little harder into the top of his thigh, pushing you foot closer to his mid section, in turn forcing his hand to push further up your thigh and off your knee, fingertips disappearing under the fabric of your dress. This was torture.
As if he’d read your mind or the thought was written clear as day on your face, Seb slid his hand up your thigh; dress bunching at your hip as his fingers teased the sensitive skin finally causing you to break eye contact, closing your eyes as you tipped your head back taking in a deep breath, fingers curling around the edge of the piano top.
Seb’s other hand sliding tantalizingly slowly up your other thigh, your dress now sat evenly bunched across your middle.
You looked back at him, both hands sliding up either side of your hips, fingers curling around the elastic of the waist of your panties before he stopped.
Your core throbbed with anticipation. His movements were so fluid, every touch seemed intentional, like he had planned for this all along even though it had been you who had invaded his personal space first.
You shifted your feet from his thighs to the more stable bench, not missing the hard on now concealed under his suit pants, giving yourself a little more stability to lift your hips in a silent invitation for him to continue.
He tugged the lacy fabric off your hips before you settled back on the piano top, lifting your feet as he slid them over your ankles before stuffing them into his pants pocket.
His hands take a firm grip of your hips, pulling you to the very edge of the piano before pushing your knees apart, putting you on full view from his vantage point.
He hummed with approval and you felt your stomach clench, every inch of your body suddenly aching with desire, aching to be touched.
“Seb…” you whispered
“Shhh” he shushed softly, putting a finger to his lips as he looked up at you “Let me work”
If you could find your voice, you would have laughed in disbelief; instead, your mouth just hung open silently before you closed it again.
“Holy fuck” you breathed, a hand pushing your hair back off your face as Seb stood from the bench, fingers still moving.
Seb’s fingers ghosted up the inside of your thigh playing some melody only he could hear causing you to let out a shaky breath as they crept closer to your core.
His featherlight touch made you gasp, arching back; making you moan louder as he immediately plunged two fingers deep inside you.
You thrust your hips forward shamelessly, forcing him deeper, his fingers curling in just the right way, causing you to squeeze your eyes shut and lay back across the glassy top you were sitting on.
He had positioned himself between your legs, reaching to bend one knee, your heel coming to rest on the slick keys, the mangled noise mixing with your moans.
The hand not between your thighs pinning your hip to the piano as you tried desperately to roll into his touch.
“Seb, please” you begged, swallowing hard.
He leaned over you, tie still hanging loosely from around his neck as he shook his head. “No”
You frowned slightly, looking up at him “What?” you breathed hard
“I said, no”
You squeezed your eyes shut, trying hard to make sense of his words in your blissed out haze. “What do you mean n-”
You were cut off by your own strangled cry as he thrust his fingers harder, hooking them hard against your g spot. Then it dawned on you what he had meant.
“N-no, don’t” you pleaded, thighs squeezing hard around the hand between your legs. Still his hand moved with ease.
“You’ll cum when I tell you to,” he thrust his fingers hard, making you cry out, “And not before”
You squeezed your eyes shut, swallowing hard as you leaned back
The hand on your hip moving to your jaw as he leaned over the piano “Look at me”
You gasped, his unrelenting fingers still thrusting as he spoke, the hand on your jaw squeezing tighter, you conceded, opening your eyes.
His breath was warm on your already overheated skin as he spoke “When I’m up here, I’m working; is that clear?”
You nodded as much as his grip would allow, as a violent twitch shook your body. His grip became a little firmer when you didn’t answer. “Yes,” you managed a whisper, but that hadn’t been to Seb’s satisfaction.
“I’m sorry I can’t hear you; is that clear?” he repeated
“Yes!” you cried out; fighting to keep your orgasm at bay
“Yes what?!” his volume matching yours, his voice booming around the empty stage.
“Seb, please” you almost wailed, fingers now gripping the edge of the piano painfully.
“I can go all night,” he threatened “Although I doubt even you have that kind of restraint”
“No, no, no, p-please” the foot you had resting on the keys, slipping from its place, kicking the empty bench hard, knocking it askew on the stage..
No longer caring how desperate you sounded he had taken the upper hand, assuming you had ever had it at all.
“Yes, what?” he repeated, his voice had dropped to a menacing whisper; his fingers sliding from inside you with a lewd squish.
Your breath caught in your throat as your body relaxed slightly and he let go of your jaw “Yes, sir” you whispered, swallowing hard. Heart pounding in your chest as you tried to even your breathing.
Fingers curled around your wrist as Seb righted the bench in front of the piano, pulling you up into a sitting position; your core throbbing painfully, begging you to find release.
You watched as Seb unbuttoned his fly, just enough to free his throbbing cock before he sat on the bench.
He pulled you into his lap, you immediately collapsed against him, moaning into his neck as he buried himself inside you with a grunt as your warm heat enveloped his length.
His hands on your hips, fingers digging into your flesh. Your entire form shook with anticipation, ankles hooked around Seb’s back, clinging to him, desperate for release.
“S-Seb please” you whispered, shuddering against him
The slow roll of his hips was agonizing; you had resorted to whimpering, on the verge of crying you were almost certain.
“Not yet, Darling” he whispered, lips brushing the shell of your ear, his hands sliding up your back, opening the zipper of your dress before pulling it over your head, dropping it on your shoes.
He stood, leaning you against the piano, you flinched, the surface cold on your bare back fingers instantly curling against his back as a powerful thrust forced you backward.
“Not yet” he whispered, answering your silent plea as the edge of the piano bit into your bare skin; Seb braced against it, giving himself leverage.
His thrusts were already erratic, watching you fall to pieces in his skilled hands, unable to do much else had been enough to almost drive him mad.
Less than half a dozen hard, determined thrusts, each one making you cry out louder than the last, His weight pinning you exactly where he wanted. “Now”
“Christ” he breathed, bending slightly to kiss you gently before leaning his forehead against yours. “That’s one hell of a birthday present”
You never knew a single word could hold so much power; voice cracking with relief as you wrapped your arms around him tightly, legs dropping from around his waist, thankful for his weight pinning you in place as your orgasm finally reached its peak. A loud grunt against your shoulder as he slipped from inside you, his release coating your entire front.
He collapsed catching himself on the edge of the piano with both hands.
You smiled, draping your arms around his neck kissing him again “You’re welcome”
#Ryan Gosling#sebastian wilder#Sebastian Wilder x Reader#La La Land#Seb Wilder x Reader#fic#I'm not even sorry for two in one day
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Will Ryan Gosling every play a character who is not babygirl?
#i don’t think so#ryan gosling#officer k#blade runner 2049#driver#drive 2011#courtland gentry#sierra six#six#the gray man#ken#barbie 2023#barbie#la la land#sebastian wilder#place beyond the pines#luke glanton#the nice guys#holland march#stay#stay 2005#henry letham#richard haywood#murder by numbers#project hail mary#ryland grace
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As this star approaches us, the weather will change. The great polar fields of north and south will rot and divide, and the seas will turn warm.
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welcome to seb’s
#la la land#ryan gosling#ryan gosling fanart#sebastian wilder#sebastian wilder fanart#fanart#la la land fanart
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gonna post a million more of these cuz they are so fun
Ryan Gosling Character Alignment Chart (1/?)
#let me know who I missed#or if you disagree with any of the choices#the fall guy#the nice guys#Ryan gosling#character alignment#drive 2011#the gray man#the place beyond the pines#the barbie movie#stay 2005#the notebook#crazy stupid love#half nelson#la la land#Sebastian wilder#colt seavers#driver#henry letham#Luke glanton#lars and the real girl#noah calhoun#dan dunne#sierra six#ryan gosling's ken#memes
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