#ryan ross x you

[vampynights]

:D HIHIIII i'm back w another ryan rq LOLL can u write any sort of hcs about cuddling or physical affection w him please ^_^ !!!!!!! sorry if this is too vague, just lmk if it is!!!! 💘 (:

✰a/n: HELLO AGAIN ANON!! wonderful to hear from u and get another request!! I completely understand what you want, and since you so politely asked, you shall receive! this is so random but the song i had on repeat while writing this was ‘kiss me’ by sixpence none the richer and i feel like it really just adds to the overall vibe so i highly suggest listening while reading !!! hope you enjoy and have a wonderful day<33

✰RYAN ROSS — physical affection with ryan headcanons 

✰warnings: none tbh!! just pure fluff

(i love this gif sm.)

–ryan is definitely a lot more reserved when it comes to physical affection in the beginning of your relationship

–he’s pretty reserved overall tbh at first, it takes a bit to get him out of his shell

–in the beginning you’d probably have to initiate somethings or hint to him that you’d like to do certain things

–for example, if you wanted him to grab your hand you’d probably have to do that cliche ‘putting your hand super close to him till your pinky’s are touching’ thing to make him notice

–this is probably weird and stupid but i feel like he has like sweaty palms LOL (i do too, i understand the pain.)

–like, you hold his hand for too long and all of a sudden it’s like holding hands with someone who’s sprinkled a shit ton of water onto their hands

–he gets super embarrassed abt it too and you kinda just have to laugh it off and like tell him it’s okay without making a big deal out of it either…?

–once he gets into the habit though his hands are like ALWAYS on yours. 

–underneath tables, while you two are walking, if you’re sitting next to each other, when i saw always I MEAN ALWAYS 

–now moving on from the hand holding, cuddling is a little easier for him to get used to, funnily enough

–his excuse is probably that cuddling is done mostly in private meanwhile hand holding is public a lot of the time and he gets kinda shy

–he is like the perfect mix of little spoon and big spoon

–like he really does not mind being either tbh, he’ll only have a preference if he’s in a REALLY bad mood (in which case he’ll probably wanna be little spoon) but generally, he doesn’t care, as long as he’s holding you he’s chill.

–he’s got a fucking GRIP

–cuddling with him is like signing away your life tbh, once you go into his arms he will not let you out for almost ANYTHING

–this mf definitely is the type to hug you from behind when you’re doing literally anything 

–don’t cook in front of him unless you want your mobility to be restricted because he won’t let go of you

–ok im sorry for saying this but hear me out ok, he’s a “where’s my hug at?” guy

–BUT NOT IN THE WEIRD WAY I MUST EMPHASIZE 

–if you come home the first thing he does is playfully ask you “where’s my hug at?” and opens his arm wide

–when you guys are cuddling on the couch he loves to have your legs over his lap and your head on his shoulder

–if you guys are in public however it’s a little harder to get him to cuddle

–the best you’ll get is him wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close, but he wouldn’t have you on his lap or anything 

–he’s so clingy when he’s drunk

–he comes homes after drinking and the first thing he is doing is latching onto you (keep an eye on him at all times or he might vomit on you. gross.) 

–if you wear his favorite perfume he will purposefully cuddle you A LOT just to smell it

–like you’ll be chilling with him and then literally feel AND hear him sniffing and you’re just like 

–”did you just sniff me?”

–”no?”

–he gaslights you about it cause he get’s embarrassed but you both know the truth

–in summary, he’s clingy as shit and wants to hold you more than anything in the world but also chill out in public otherwise he’ll die 

[prettyseaveins]

Lover Boy, Lover Girl - R.R.

Ryan Ross x female!reader one shot

SFW / No warnings 

word count: 748

Summary: a small snippet into a random morning with Ryan Ross

“Ryan, did you hear what the fuck is going on with the government?” you asked, your body leaning against an arm of their shared couch as you held a cup of coffee. A look of disbelief was on your face as your boyfriend sat down beside you, letting his eyes fall on the screen you stared at. “This literally means that the government is gonna start controlling our brains or some shit because they want to block the media we consume—which is complete and utter bullshit! What the fuck? Does this mean I am no longer going to be able to sing about socialism and shit?”

“I think you’ll be able to sing about your idealistic world of anti-capitalism and love for me no matter what the government says,” he smiled comfortingly at you and let a hand rub your thigh soothingly. “This probably won’t even pass. Do you even hear how dumb they sound? She asked him if some dumb meme caused kids to become communists. I think we’ll be fine.”

“I guess you’re right, but also, who said I sang about loving you? For all you know, I could be singing about my love for Pedro Pascal or another celebrity crush that is ranking high on the list. Who knows, it could even be one of your friends from a different band. What was that bassist that took over Jon’s spot? Austin, was it? Or maybe his name was Antonio?” You put a finger up to your chin, tapping it as you faked your pondering. “Oh, I remember! Dallon is his name! Isn’t he a part of some big and famous band now? Supposedly even better than that band you used to be in?” Before you could utter another word, Ryan grabbed the coffee out of your hands and pushed his free hand into your side, starting to tickle you.

“You better plead for mercy,” he said, continuing to tickle you as you giggled and thrashed around. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! You were right! All my songs are about you and not some stupidly gorgeous hunk!” Another fit of giggles and laughter left your lips as he continued to harass your side with wiggling fingers. “I said you were right! Please, have mercy on my soul!” After a couple more seconds of tickling, Ryan stopped and let you be free of the punishment.

“Thank you for admitting I was right,” he took a quick sip out of your mug, grimacing at the taste. “You put way too much creamer in here.”

“Yeah, well it wasn’t for you, it was for me,” you sat up and grabbed the mug from him before taking a sip of your own coffee. “I could make you a cup if you want. One that has less sugar for your poor old soul.”

“You can’t be mean to me anymore. I have fingers of steel that could tickle you for eons to come,” he wiggled his fingers to try and prove just how serious he was, but it only resulted in a cringe from you.

“Okay, lover boy. I’m gonna make you a cup of coffee so I can hopefully get that image out of my head,” you stood up and started walking to the kitchen, setting down your own mug to start making Ryan’s. “And can you please change the channel? I would love to stop thinking about how the world is coming to an end for one second.”

“As you wish,” he picked up the remote and flicked it to a different channel, letting a random episode of Friends play as you made him coffee. “Make sure to use the mushroom house mug.”

“You mean the only mug you ever use? Technically, it isn’t even your mug, I’m the one that bought it,” you countered, finishing making his coffee before walking back to the living room and passing the mug to him. “I made sure to keep it extra disgusting.”

“Just because I like my coffee actually tasting like coffee doesn’t mean it’s disgusting. Also, I will forever be denying the fact that this was ever your mug. They are forever mine,” you rolled your eyes at his statement and grabbed your own mug, it coincidentally originally owned by your boyfriend, before taking your own sip.

“Whatever you say, nerd,” you giggled and let yourself sink next to Ryan, resting your head on his shoulder.

“I love you too, lover girl,” he said softly, peacefully watching the television with you.

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A/N: I just wanted to create more ryan ross content so i wrote this lol. i’m gonna write more so drop suggestions if u want to ! thank you :)

[deathwish-mp3]

ryan ross x reader <3

NOW REUPLOADED ON AO3!!! MY USER IS @/tboymikeyway!!!

ryan ross x gn!reader!! ☆ ryan gets tired after a show and you and him cuddle about it <3 (fever era)

an: hi!! this is my first fic on here so sorry if it sucks :,) constructive critiscm is always welcome. reblogs are always appreciated <3 hope you like it! x3 warnings: none!

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you lay on the backstage dressing room fold-out couch as you hear the music out on stage die down. As the guitars die down and the cheering gets quieter you hear footsteps sdown the hallway and jolt up. The door opens with a click and your boyfriend, Ryan, walks in looking sweaty and tired.

"Hey baby," you say, as you stand up and walk over to Ryan, hugging him softly and kissing him a kiss on the check, "how was the show?" Ryan smiles softly and sits down in the chair next to the vanity before saying anything.

"Yeah, it was okay," He says with a yawn, stretching his arms over his head before grabbing a makeup rag and rubbing his eyeliner off. "I'm just tired, you know how I get after these things." The makeup remover revealed that Ryan had very dark eyebags from not sleeping well the past few nights. The shows always went super late into the night and the band usually had something to do early in the morning so it was no wonder he wasn't sleeping well, but it had always made you feel bad considering how hard he worked and how tired he was all the time.

"Come lay down." You say as you lean against the vanity. Ryan gives a questioning look before you continue talking, "Yeah, I'll turn the lights off and we can just lay down a sleep for a bit, you obviously need it" You say with a light chuckle. Ryan murmurs a word of agreement before pushing the chair out and walking over to the fold out couch and laying down.

You walk over to the light switch and flip the lights off, engulfing the room in darkness except for the small light bulbs around the mirror of the dresser.

You make your way over to the couch and lay down next to your boyfriend and wrap your arms around his small waist. You tuck your head into the crook of his neck and kiss him, "You did really good tonight." You say while smiling.

Ryan laughs quietly before talking Ina very quiet voice, "Be quiet, you said I could sleep" He says with a small chuckle. You couldn't see it but you could tell his face was getting red from the compliment.

"Yeah, whatever" You say before planting a small kiss into the back of his hair, you pull Ryan in closer to you and you both end up falling asleep together before doing the same thing over again tomorrow.

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hii!! hope you enjoyed :D this is my first fic on here so I hope it doesn't suck a lot LOL. this wasn't proofread or anything so there's probably some mistakes but just shhhh. anyways I hope u liked it :3 if you're one of my mutuals pls tell me if this sucks or not LMAO

[mellow-killjoy]

Backstage Cuddles

Ryan Ross x Reader - Fluff

Ryan needs some post-show attention (I apologise if this is cringe, this is my first time writing Rpf and I'm not the best writer. It's very short and it kind of sucks, you've been warned)

I was buzzing with excitement as I made my way backstage, I quickly walked through the halls towards the green room. Raising my fist to knock against the door, I was practically bouncing with joy. As the door swung open I was greeted by Spencer, his face perking up as he saw me “Hey! You guys were awesome tonight” I say to him as he lets me in “well that's just because we had our number one fan in the crowd” he teases ruffling my hair as I walk past.

I look around at the other boys as they greet me, Jon and Brendon were lounging on a couch that was pushed up against the wall. Ryan stood up to greet me, pulling me into a tight hug. I could feel how exhausted he was by the way his body slumped against mine, his head leaning against my shoulder “hi baby, I'm glad you liked the show” his voice was a bit rough from singing all night. I wrapped one arm around his waist, the other coming to rest on the back of his neck “I always love watching you perform” I place a soft kiss to the side of his head.

“Eugh get a room” Brendons tired voice pulls my attention away from Ryan. I barely catch the small whine from him as I pull away from the hug. “Ignore him, he's just jealous” Ryan says, cutting me off before I could even respond to Brendon, as he pulls me towards one of the couches, seemingly desperate to get my attention back on him. I let him manhandle me onto the couch, and I can't help but smile as he lays down, resting his head on my lap.

My heart flutters as he stares up at me with a tired smile, he finally seems content, with my full attention back on him as my hands card through his soft hair. The rise and fall of his chest evens out and I can practically feel the tension leaving him as he doses off. My smile grows slightly wider as a thought passes through my mind, comparing him to a cat, knowing he'd be purring right now if he could. I let myself relax against the couch, soon falling asleep with Ryan, knowing the others would wake us when it was time to leave.

[camjsad0]

Birthday wish ‧₊˚✩彡

- Ryan ross x reader oneshot !! got bored and js wrote this lol. this is my first oneshot so expect to see a few mistakes sorry😞💪💔

- Fluff <3

- WC: 741

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It was 6:30pm on a tuesday, just a few days after ryan’s birthday. I was laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling thinking about random stuff while listening to my favorite band. This was usually what i did everyday.

My thoughts were quickly cut off when i felt my phone vibrate.

I lazily grabbed my phone and saw that ryan had sent me a text. I instantly checked what the message said.

“Hey, can i come over??”

I nervously typed on my phone and sent him back a text,

“yeah sure, what time r u coming over?”

“ill be there in 10 mins :)” he replied.

I sent him a like and got off my bed, making my way to the vanity.

I didn’t know why i was so nervous, it was normal for ryan to come over. However, i never really cared about what i looked like. But for some reason i’ve been developing feelings for ryan—— although i keep trying to be indenial about it because i knew that telling him how i felt can result into having my long-time friendship with ryan ruined. I knew for a fact that ryan viewed me only as his friend, nothing else.

I pushed away my thoughts and quickly started to brush my hair, put a decent amount of lipstick; just making myself look like i totally haven’t been rotting in my bed for days.

A few minutes have passed, and i heard a knock at my door. My mom probably had already let him in, I opened the door to see ryan’s surprised look on his face. “What got you all dressed up?” in a teasing manner. “I went out earlier.” clearly i was lying, unfortunately ryan picked up from my weird tone and replied “You’re totally dressing up for me, aren’t you?” smirking as the words flew off his mouth. “Oh shut up” trying to hide my flushed face, quickly turning around and making my way to my bed as i sat down on it.

“Wanna watch a movie?” looking up at him as i asked. “Yeah sure, how about this one?” he said as he picked up a CD from the small shelf. He comfortably sat down on my bed as i set it up and hurriedly sat down beside him.

30 minutes in, and i sensed that ryan was getting bored of the movie, and honestly so did i, it was just your typical horror movie. He yawned and placed his head on your shoulder. You awkwardly sat there until you finally felt comfortable enough to lean your head on top of his.

“You’ve been acting weird lately, what’s wrong?” he randomly blurted out. I didn’t know how to reply and froze for a few minutes before i finally replied, “It’s nothing.” I stuttered out before getting up and rushing to my bathroom. My heart beating fast, as if it was about to fly out of my chest.

Why were you feeling this way towards ryan? Your bestfriend for years?

You stood there for a few minutes and realized that you had probably left ryan startled. You hesitantly pushed the door knob open.

Ryan was holding your journal in his hands, casually flipping through the pages. Reading it with a smile on his face, I don’t even think he noticed you.

You almost fled there to snatch your journal back, although you knew that ryan had probably already read enough to know how you felt towards him.

“Why did you never tell me how you felt?”

“I’m sorry, but i knew that you only viewed me as your friend-“ you were cut off. “Why would you assume that? What if i liked you too?” He admitted. I couldn’t believe what i just heard. I never even noticed that he had feelings for me too. “What do you mean?”

“God, you’re so oblivious (y/n). I’ve liked you for years. But you were always busy being with some guy that didn’t even treat you right. It crushed me to see you being treated that way. I never had the chance to tell you how i felt-“ you immediately cut him off by placing a soft kiss on his lips. Leaving a faint pink kiss mark on his lips, making you giggle. He leaned forward to kiss you again, this time being more passionate. He pulled off and reached a hand to your cheek.

“I guess my birthday wish came true.”

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[michaelceraifhewasagirl]

Lewis Litt is a little bitch WHY’D HE HAVE TO FIND OUT ABOUT MIKE

call me a new fan idc BUT I AM BALLS DEEP INTO THIS SERIES, 1/3 OF THE WAY THERE AND LEWIS LITT HAS BEEN GETTING ON MY NERVES SINCE DAY ONE

[asmileforyourscrapbooks]

HELP IM INDECISIVE

I want to write a fic butttttt.... I'm stuck between Ryllon (ryan ross x dallon weekes), or trying my hand at writing Y/N for the first time!!

[northerndownpourrsendsitslovee]

camisado - angst

pairing : hurt!johnny cade x oc!dolores keetis

summary : dolores goes to visit johnny, only to find he’s upset. she asks about it, not yet noticing that his parents were oddly not home.

author’s note : this is a LIL stupid but i was watching my old edit of johnny to camisado and i gyatta write this now 🙏🙏 IM SORRY ITS SHORT IM REAL TIRED SOBS

warnings : uhhhh alcoholism ? abusing i think, i forgot 💗

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dolores walked down the dirty roads of the north side of tulsa. she liked hanging out with johnny, but she rarely hung out at his house, due to his parents. she finally stepped infront of his door, knocking gently and waiting patiently.

it took a couple minutes, but soon enough, johnny opened the door and looked to see who was knocking. “oh, um, dolores. hi.” he spoke quietly. dolores smiled and turned her head up to look at him, replying. “hey! i was wondering if you wanted to hangout?” she asked. johnny took a couple seconds to answer. “okay.” he simply said and opened the door more to let her in.

dolores walked inside, looking around at the same dirty-ish house. she noticed a few empty glass bottles on the counter, assuming it was usual. she looked back over at johnny and examined him.

“hey, what’s on your collarbone?” dolores asked. johnny hadn’t had his jean jacket on, and his shirt was a bit loose so his collarbone , and the bruise on it, had shown a bit. he shook his head and answered, “nothing.”. dolores immediately became suspicious. “that don’t look like nothing. come here,” she replied and johnny, hesitantly, walked closer.

she lightly and gently moved the collar of his shirt, noticing the bruise more. she looked up at his face worriedly. “what happened?” she questioned. he stayed quiet. johnny didn’t want to worry her, or get her possibly upset.

“im fine.” he sighed. “you’re not. what happened.” dolores stepped back a few and looked up at his eyes, searching for anything that might possibly tell her.

“just my dad, nothin’ big.” johnny finally revealed. dolores became more worried, now curious. “explain more.” she asked. he sighed again and ran a hand through his hair, before speaking, “my dad got drunk again. he started takin’ stuff out on me, but i’m fine.” dolores raised her brows and frowned. “i’m so sorry.” was all that came out of her mouth. “are you bleeding at all?” she asked. he shook his head, “no. can we go to your house, though? my mom’ll be home since she’s pickin him up from the hospital.”

dolores nodded and held his hand. “yeah, c’mon.” she replied and headed out the door and back into the street.

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[sluttyemopuppyboy]

Okay I'm actually writing a ryden fic. No joke, if it's not up by the end of the week on AO3 then I've been shot dead by the government. Ryden is real and the government knows it

[choerrysjubiles]

Teen Hearts Beating Faster, Faster

pairing: virgin!wonbin x fem!reader

warning: jealous!bin :], jealous!bin confessing his feelings :D, smut, protected sex, premature ejaculation, aftercare, brief mention of food (not sexual)

wc: 3.7k

a/n: love u wonnie also the ryan in the fic is ryan ross hehehe I've been obsessively rewatching live in denver and I gotta write abt my bbygirl

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Wonbin had a decent amount of patience.

He had the patience for when professors scolded him for the work they misgraded. Even after tests were graded wrong, he sat back and waited for them to realize the mistake. Sighing in relief as they changed his grade, knowing he was the correct one.

He had patience for long hours at their dance studio. When choreographers continuously scolded them and yelled even as their bodies grew tired and were close to dropping. When he would force his lips shut as he heard the same droning words being shouted at him and his teammates.

Even among his friends, Wonbin was patient. Waiting for them to cool down, realizing they were both loud and wrong in the argument. Realizing the solution, he let it slide, as they looked at him in remorse. Not wanting to make another show of something, Wonbin let it slide as they continued doing whatever started the argument.

Something he didn't have patience for was that stupid guy, Ryan.

Ryan, some lame guitarist from a band y/n's become obsessed with. It seemed that was all she could talk about. The second he heard that name, Wonbin scowled.

Ryan's playing here, Ryan's sent me some demos, Ryan's sent me tickets to see them here or there. Ryan this, Ryan that.

Wonbin didn't even hate the guy. He was a decent musician; he played guitar well, even better than what Wonbin could play. But something boiled in him when you mentioned his name.

He couldn't even be jealous, Ryan had a girlfriend and he knew you would never do that. You were friends with his girlfriend, knowing each other even before Ryan dated her. But the idea of someone occupying y/n's thoughts more than her own friend, Wonbin, upset him beyond relief.

Was it because he's older? In a band? Was is the sweaty guy pheromones getting to y/n? Was that why she's so obsessed with Ryan?

But Wonbin bit his tongue and stayed quiet. He always did, never wanting to upset you even when you laughed and assured him you had no obsession or feelings or Ryan.

And even now, watching them play their set in some vacant building, Wonbin felt his jealousy grow. The way your eyes lit up when Ryan sang adlibs. The way you clapped and cheered when they finished a song. When you sang along to the same adlibs and backing vocals as Ryan. That especially made him upset.

Wonbin stayed still, armed crosses with a slight frown as he tried to enjoy their concert. Only some time left, then he'll be out of the temple of Ryan.

When their set was done, Wonbin and you walked out. Walking around to see if there was any restaurant or diner to grab something to eat before going home. When you finally made your way to Wonbin's car to drive home, you could sense something was up.

There was tension in the air, something being unsaid but desperately needed to be discussed. His hands gripped the steering wheel tighter, his arms flexed more, his face was unusually tight.

"You seem upset." Your voice was soft, not wanting to upset Wonbin.

"I'm not upset, why would I be upset?" He said, a little too fast to be convincible.

"You've been like this a couple of times. I just, I just wanna know whats going on? If you're okay?"

Your eyes were soft while your brows felt furrowed, something was really bothering him and knowing Wonbin, he'd rather bite his tongue than bring anything up.

Wonbin took a deep breath in, collecting his thoughts. The air was tense, it was hard to breathe, the pressure building every second longer he took to speak.

"I'm jealous of Ryan." It felt like Wonbin's head was gonna implode.

"Of Ryan?" You repeated.

"Yes of Ryan." He says, a little harsher than he wanted. "He's cool, he's all you ever talk about-"

"All I ever talk about? Wonbin, what do you mean?"

He turns slightly, cheeks flushed as he looks at you.

"It's almost like every time we meet up there's something new about Ryan. I know he's your friend but so am I."

You carefully nodded your head.

"I'm just." He sighs, "I feel myself becoming obsessed with you, or something."

Oh?

You sat in silence, mouth agape.

"And always hearing about that Ryan guy just pisses me off. I know he's older and more experience and cooler than me, but-"

"He's not." You laughed.

Wonbin stared at you. His eyes were wide, hair disheveled as he tried calming himself down to listen to you.

"I'm sorry I upset you." You made sure to keep eye contact. "Genuinely. But he's not that cool. He's kind of a dick to his fans, he often isolates himself when he's overwhelmed. He doesn't have a great temper."

"He does?" Wonbin leans a little closer to You, amused smile on his face.

"He's a cool guy to hang around because I like his band and I can get cheap tickets from him. But there's nothing more than that."

You grabbed his hand.

"I'm sorry I put you through hell. I wouldn't have done all that if I'd have known how you felt. I'm sorry."

"Can I kiss you?" He blurts out.

You blinked for a moment, you went lightheaded for a second before leaning in to give Wonbin a chaste peck on his lips. His face flushed even harder than earlier, he was sure you could feel the warmth radiating from him. Detaching from each other, Wonbin let out a whine.

Hearing him, you moved to the side of his face and pressed a kiss the corner of his mouth.

"I've never kissed someone before." He confessed.

"Really?" You asked, your voice was more curious than it could be teasing or taunting.

"Can we kiss more?" His eyes were shiny, scared you'd say no to him.

"Can we go somewhere more comfortable?" You asked.

"Y-yes, of course."

Wonbin turned the car on with fumbling hands, reversing and making their way to your apartment. The drive and walk up was agonizing. Every light turned red, every crosswalk had people walking, even the parking garage at her complex was filled.

Walking and standing in the elevator was torturous. Wonbin kept his hands on you, be it your arm or hand, to ensure this was real and not some dream.

Walking into your home, you latched onto each other. Your hands went straight to his neck, holding his still as your deepened their kiss. His hands nervously held onto your back before dropping to your waist.

You backed him to the couch, dropping down as he carefully hovered over you. His eyes nervously looked around your body.

"Do you wanna touch me?" You asked Wonbin.

"Yes." He barely spoke above a whisper, round eyes staring at you.

"Where?" You pressed.

He looked over you, every spot his eyes landed lasted around a second before he found another spot he wanted to touch.

Grabbing his hand, "I would like it if you touched here."

You guided his hand to your breast. Wonbin's breath hitched as he laid his hand onto you, scooting a hair closer.

"Don't be shy, come here." You egged him on.

He followed orders, moving closer. His hand stayed on your breast as he moved his other hand to your shoulder.

"Can I- uhm."

"You can do whatever, Bin."

He looked at her, seeing the assurance in your eyes, before moving his hands to massage your breasts. Thumbs swiping and moving into the fabrics of your shirt and bra.

"Do you wanna take it off?" You asked. "I know wanna take your shirt off."

"Can I?" He asked.

"Of course."

He grabbed at the bottom hem of his shirt, sliding it off of his body before moving to your shirt. His eyes widened with every inch of skin exposing. You leaned back into the couch as he pulled your shirt off, letting him eye you as you sunk down.

"Do you wanna move this somewhere else? Before we get into more?"

"Can we? I mean, yes. I-I would like that." His nervousness was cute.

You grabbed his hand, leading Wonbin to your bedroom. The lights were dim, your nightstand's lamp lighting the room in soft yellow lighting. Wonbin looked around, shocked at how similar yet different your room looked. Walking him towards your bed, Wonbin moved his hand to your shoulder, thumb playing with your bra strap.

"Can you take it off?" She asked him.

"How?"

"Here." You grabbed his hand.

Moving his hand to wrap around your backside. Holding onto his pointer finger and thumb, you helps him pinch the clasps. Your bra fell down, one strap falling down your shoulder to expose your breast as Wonbin stared down at the newly exposed skin.

You threw your bra to the side as he stared at your breasts. His hands shook as you grabbed them, pulling them upwards to cover your soft, warm skin. He carefully squeezed them, not wanting to hurt you. Thumbs rolling along your nipples, his eyes shot up at you when you let out a low sigh.

"Did that feel good?" He asked, leaning closer to you.

"Very." you closed your eyes.

He continued kneading your breasts, seeing what made you moan and sigh and what led to no reaction. Continuing to roll his thumbs along your nipples, growing the confidence to flick them and drink up the sighs you let out.

"Can we kiss again?" You asked. "You have really soft lips."

"Y-yeah."

He leaned over, lips softly merging before you kissed him again. His hands wrapped around your waist as you kissed, your tongue licking his bottom lip. Opening his mouth, he tasted your tongue as it swiped along his.

Wonbin let out a low moan. The feeling of your skin, your tongue, your lips, it's all so much. He slid his hands down to your ass, feeling himself fall against your bed as you climbed on top of him.

Your core sat right on top of his bulge, hips unintentionally grinding against him as he let out a strained groan.

"I'm sorry." You said, cheeks flushed.

"It's okay."

He breathed, thinking of what to do.

"Can you, mm, teach me something?" He asked shyly.

"What?"

"I wanna eat you out. I've just, never, uhm."

You felt your core grow wetter. His flushed cheeks, eyes looking anywhere but you. You wanted to savor this moment, this vulnerability from him.

"Where do you want me?" You asked, voice full of desire.

"Huh?" He said, unsure of what you mean.

"Should I sit on your face? Or do you want me laying down? Should we, like, 69?"

Wonbin flushed at your words.

"Uhm. Maybe you, uh, laying down."

You nodded, removing your pants before moving to lay down. Your knees were decently far apart, wanting Wonbin to move them to see your panties as he would lean into your pussy.

He looked around nervously, "Can you, you know, tell me how to, um."

"Do you want to lay on the bed or kneel on the floor?"

"Maybe the floor." He dropped onto the floor, settling along the edge.

You scooted to the edge of the bed, knees spread to each side of Wonbin's wide shoulders. His wide, shiny eyes stared at the wet spot on your underwear, his hands resting on your knees.

You leaned back, hands grabbing his leading them to your waistband. He caught on to pull them down, dragging them off down your legs before tossing them to the side. He leaned in to your pussy, seeing how wet it was.

He gently brought his hand to your core, cupping your vulva and feeling how much slick was dripping out of you. Gasping, you felt how warm his hand was against you.

"I thought you were eating me out." You whined.

Wonbin chuckled before leaning in, stretching your thighs to allow his head in. He let your thighs rest on his shoulders, something he's sure he's seen in a porno or two.

He gave a small lick, hearing your breathing hitch. His tongue was sharp and pointed, like he catching as much of your precum as he could gather. Taking another lick, he tasted the depth of your cum. The slight saltiness and overwhelming sweet taste.

He couldn't quite tell what you tasted like, having nothing similar to your cum, ever. His cum was far saltier, musky, even. But this was different. Were all girls like this or just you?

You were enjoying this feeling, his hot tongue licking at every inch of your pussy as you laid there panting. You felt your hand inch towards him, grabbing onto his head to steady yourself.

He continued licking at you, getting drunk on the taste of your honey. Flattening his tongue as he lapped at you, unknowingly teasing your clit with a lack of stimulation.

"Binnie, please." You whined.

He lifted his head, slick dripping down his mouth, "What's wrong?"

"Lick my clit more. I'm going insane, Bin." Your head popped up to look at him.

You felt a wave of slick pour out of you when you looked down at him. Eyes blown out, mouth glistening with your cum, his hot breaths teasing your pussy.

"Up here?" A string of your arousal clung to his lips as his eyes shot to your clit before bringing his hand up to flick at it.

"Yes!" You gasped, thighs clenching together as you fell back onto the mattress.

Wonbin smiled as he went back in to eat you. Tongue stiffening to prod at your clit before slurping up the wetness dripping out of you. Every move he did he saw you twitch and squirm.

"Wait, fuck, yes! Right there, right there."

His confidence kept growing seeing you fall apart from him. Your back continuing to arch off of the bed, Wonbin continued licking at you, nose bumping into your clit as he felt you stiffen. A long drawn out moan escaping your lips as your pussy dripped your cum onto his tongue.

Pulling away, Wonbin looks up at you. Ragged breaths as you're still gripping the bedsheets. Your legs, still folded, are shaking as he rubs your thighs in an attempt to comfort and relax you.

"I thought you said you were a virgin."

"I am." He says shyly.

"You're either a liar or are too good at following directions." You laughed.

You laid there until your breath steadied. Wonbin crawled up the bed, sitting beside you. You were overwhelmed with how hard that orgasm felt, no man's been that good at eating pussy. Wonbin watched your breathing, how much air was sucked into your ribcage, the sheen of sweat along your breasts, how hard your nipples became as the air cooled.

Leaning up on your elbow, "Do you want me to help you with that?"

Y/n stared at his tight bulge.

"Can we have sex?" His eyes were wide, scared you'd say no.

"Yeah, of course we can."

His shoulders relaxed. Taking his pants and boxers off, Wonbin felt a little exposed. He's never been naked in front of anyone, looking over you're not even paying attention to his body. You're looking at his face, his cheeks? Somewhere, studying his reactions, maybe.

You lean over to your nightstand, opening the drawer to take out a loose condom, tossing it to Wonbin you ask if he knows how to put one on.

"No."

"Come here." You wave his over.

Wonbin crawls towards you, his hard dick standing tall as you begin to unwrap the foil.

"This might feel a little weird." You warn.

You roll the condom down his length, the cold lube made Wonbin hiss. Fully covered, you grab onto the tip and pull it upwards, suctioning it onto him.

"What position would you like?"

"Can you ride me?"

You blinked, surprised at his request.

"Sure, get comfortable." You motion to your bed.

"I'm sorry, I should be-"

"No way, this is your first time, I gotta treat my baby right."

Wonbin felt his heart skip when you called him her baby. He moved to lay down, you pushed some pillows together to give him better cushioning as well as a better new.

You straddled his lap before teasing his tip along your folds, Wonbin's hands grabbed at your hips, rubbing and squeezing the flesh as you got into position.

Slowly dropping down onto him, Wonbin began squeezing you, a soft moan escaping him as his eyes were glued to your pussy. He was amazed at how you felt: soft, tight walls clinging around him as you sank lower and lower. He didn't know how deep your womb could get but he was an almost perfect fit.

Your walls clung around him as you sunk lower. Dropping into his lap, you saw Wonbin wide-eyed and panting.

"Are you okay?" You leaned in, worried about him.

"You're so fucking tight."

You smiled, leaning in to kiss his forehead. He craned his head to kiss your lips, sitting up more to continue kissing you.

"Can I move?" You asked, mouth moving to his cheek and jawbone.

"Yeah." He was breathless.

You left a wet kiss onto his jugular as you lifted yourself and pushed back down.

"Shit." He moaned, grabbing your hair to kiss you. His wet tongue began licking the inside of your mouth.

Bouncing more, his grip tightened as he let out a slew of moans. You felt different, there was something insatiable about being on top of Wonbin. Not just that you two were friends, but he was falling apart so soon.

"Wait, fuck, slow down." He begged.

As you were going to plant yourself down, Wonbin's face tightened. He let out a strangled moan, teeth biting his lip to stop himself. Looking at your face, his eyes became teary as his breathing became ragged.

"Fuck."

"I'm so sorry." You said.

"You're," He breathed, "you're fine, it's me who-"

You pulled off of him, gaining a strained groan from Wonbin.

He looked over to this side, "This is embarrassing."

"It happens to everyone."

"Everyone?"

"Mostly guys, but you can't help that."

Wonbin took the condom off, tying it and tossing it in your trash bin.

"Can i still make you cum?" He looked at you shyly.

"Do you wanna?"

"Yeah."

"Sure, you can finger me. How do you want me?"

Wonbin sat up on his knees, wondering where they could move.

"Can I finger you, like, doggy style?" He asked shyly.

Oh?

"Yeah." Your cheeks felt warm hearing such a lewd answer.

You tucked some pillows under you as you bent onto them, ass on display for Wonbin. You felt a shiver run down your body as his hands rubbed your hip, something exciting about not knowing his next move. His hand swiped down to your ass.

He was fascinated with your body, seeing what parts were plump and fleshy and which ones weren't. His hands stroked along your ass, thumb prodding at your core to feel how wet you were. Wonbin noticed the arousal dripping down your thigh as he carefully pushed his pointer finger in.

"Mmm." You moaned.

Wonbin continued thrusting his finger in and out, feeling around your walls as he moved. Your legs began shaking a little, the sense deprivation was really getting to you.

As Wonbin inserted another finger, his free hand snuck by your hip to rub your clit, feeling the erect nub as he stimulated you.

"Wonbin, ahh." You moaned. "Mmm, can you go harder?"

"Harder?"

"Please."

He began pumping his fingers in and out, carefully tapping your clit as he fingered you.

"Fuck you're making my dick hard again."

"Put it in." You moaned.

Wonbin tore his hands away, quickly getting into your drawer to grab another condom. He tried remembering what you showed him as he tore the foil and rolled it on. He remembered how your hands looked at he pulled the tip lightly, suctioning it on.

Standing on his knees, he aligned himself with your core, take a breath as he was still sensitive from earlier.

Pushing in, he felt his hips begin bucking in and out.

Aligned at her core, Wonbin inserted himself. Still so sensitive from his orgasm earlier.

"Fuck, you're even tighter."

"Rub my clit, Binnie."

He followed orders and messily rubbed your clit, heryourwalls beginning to clench even tighter around him. His hips thrusting harshly into you, so much he almost slipped out.

"Yes, yes, fuck! Wonbin!"

His hips continued thrusting as he felt you tighten around him with a loud moan. The sensation was too much as he felt himself cum in the condom. His large hands wrapped around your hips tightly as emptied himself.

He could barely pull himself out, the feeling so painful and pleasureful. Carefully, after some breaths, Wonbin pulled out, pulling the condom off before dumping it into your trash can, again.

He felt his body collapse next to you as you were adjusting to lay on your back.

"So." You were still panting. "Was that a good first time?" You had a wide smile, looking over at Wonbin.

"Yeah, it was memorable, at the least."

You laughed, turning on your side to look at him.

"Did you want me to help clean you up?" She asked, grabbing his hand.

"Not now, I wanna relax for a moment."

"Yeah." You said, grabbing at one of your blankets to cover him.

"Thank you," He said, "your apartment is really cold."

"This is not the pillow talk I was expecting, Bin."

He laughed, scooting closer to keep warm. Laying together, they mostly held each other while only talking sparingly.

"Here." You said, leaning over to your nightstand.

You opened your drawer to take out a baby wipe.

"Baby wipes?"

"For clean up." You defended yourself.

"You clean up with baby wipes?"

"You're expected me to hand you some rough wash cloth as a cum rag? No, they're great for cleaning up after sex."

You helped him clean himself, wiping some dried cum off of his face, grabbing another for his dick.

"Too cold!" He yelped.

"You're being a baby." You laughed.

[breakingdusk]

Enemy! Ryan Ross x Fem Reader

Warnings: Slight degradation, smut, hate sex

☆゜・。・。・゜★

You absolutely hated Ryan. You hated every single thing about him. From the way he talked, to the way he presented himself. You couldn't stand it. Not one bit. And there was no doubt that he felt the same way about you.

But somehow the two of you always found yourselves in the same exact situation. Him on top of you, fucking you roughly while you both pretend to hate every second of it.

Your back was pressed against the backseat of his car and your hands threaded through his hair, gripping it firmly. "Make it work." You hissed through your teeth, tugging on his hair to make him speed things up.

You arched your hips up, grinding into his causing him to groan, his cock hardening even more. "Just hurry up and fuck me." You mumbled, his hands shaking slightly in anticipation as they moved back to your hips, gripping them even tighter than before, this time leaving bruises that would probably last for weeks.

As much as Ryan wanted to rip off your panties and fuck you right then and there he held back, wanting to make you suffer as much as possible. "You'd like that wouldn't you?" His breath hot against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "So fucking dirty..." He mumbled against your skin

He knew how much you wanted it, and he hated the fact that he would give it to you. He didn't do this for you and he wanted you to know that. The only reason he ever fucked you was solely for his own pleasure. He took what he wanted when he wanted it and you knew it. You wanted to hate him for that, you wanted to call him out for his selfish behavior but in reality you were the exact same. You couldn't care less if he felt good or not, it only ever mattered how you felt. That's the way it always was and most likely always be.

You knew exactly what Ryan was doing, you weren't stupid. But you knew he wouldn't be able to keep this up for long, you just needed to break him. "Fuck... yes, I would. I'd love for you to fuck me senseless..." you teased, grinding your hips against his harder, his cock throbbing in his pants. "Want you to cum inside me."

Ryan groaned, barely able to contain himself. "Fuck..." He growled against your neck, letting go of your hips and unbuttoning his pants, tugging on the zipper before sliding them off and tossing them in the front seat with your pants.

"Don't think I'm doing this for you." Ryan said in a low, husky tone. His body now fully pressed against yours as he straddled you, the thin layers of yours and his underwear being the only thing separating you both. His cock throbbed painfully, pre-cum already leaking from the tip.

"Don't think I'm doing this for you either." You mumbled, your arousal clear in your voice as your grip on his hair loosened.

Ryan grumbled something inaudible under his breath before running his hand down into your panties. His fingertips grazed your heat, your wetness coating his fingers, making him groan. "Look at you, you're fucking soaked." He panted. "You want me to fuck you? Fuck you hard?" Ryan withdrew his hand from inside your panties, his hands moving back to your hips. "Yeah, you do. I can tell." Ryan said, his voice filled with arousal as he rubbed his clothed cock against your swollen clit causing you to moan. your underwear soaked.

"Fuck! Enough with the teasing, just do it already!" You said, your tone desperate and your need growing stronger and stronger with each passing second. Your grip on his hair tightened again, pulling on it roughly causing him to moan.

Ryan couldn't take it anymore. After a moment of hesitation he tore off your panties. Sliding them down your legs quickly and talk them off, throwing them across the car, not caring where they ended up. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard baby." Ryan whispered against your neck. "And you're gonna take every inch of my cock, understand?" Ryan added, sliding off his own underwear quickly, rubbing his cock against your wet cunt, causing him to groan.

Usually you would come up with a snarky remark, but this time you needed it too bad. You let out a shaky moan as you nodded your head. "I understand." You breathed out, your breaths coming in heavy pants.

Ryan smirked slightly. "Good girl." He whispered against your shoulder, positioning his cock to your entrance, without giving you a second to react he pushed into you fully, making him groan and you yelp in pleasure and pain.

"Fuck!" You whined, your head thrown back against the seat as he gave you a moment to adjust to his size.

It had been weeks since you two had last fucked, making you both more needy than usual.

"Jesus... You're so tight." Ryan groaned as he slowly began to slide his cock out of you before sliding it back in, his thrusts maintaining a slow, steady pace.

You let out a moan, your hands tugging on Ryan's hair, making the experience even more intense for him. "What do you expect? You haven't fucked me in weeks." You panted, your hips arching into his.

"Fuck... Just shut up and take it." Ryan mumbled, letting out another groan as his thrusts quickened, his hands gripping your hips and keeping you steady. "Yeah... Just like that... take my cock. All of it." Ryan growled, his breath hot against your shoulder.

You let out a louder moan, your whole body nearly shaking with need. "Deeper..." was all you managed to choke out, your voice raspy and desperate.

"You want it deeper? Fine." Ryan growled, his hand finding its way to the back of your head and pulled it closer to him, his face inches from yours. "Fucking. Take. It." He emphasized each word with a thrust upwards, hitting your cervix, making you moan loudly in pain and pleasure.

Your hips rocked back and forth, forcing yourself to take him as deep as possible. "Ryan..." you moaned his name, your face now buried into his neck, trying to muffle your moans and whimpers.

His thrusts faltered for a moment, his eye's widening slightly when you moaned his name. Out of the many times you two had fucked, you had never done that. And fuck, it was hot. Ryan let out a groan, his hips bucking upwards as he resumed his original pace, his cock thrusting in and out of you fast and hard, desperate for release.

“You like that? You like when I fuck you like the dirty girl you are?" Ryan's hand found its way to your cunt, his thumb pressing down on your clit as he fucked you.

The moment you felt his thumb on your clit, you knew you couldn't hold back anymore. Your eyes rolling back slightly as you let out a shaky moan, muffling it by biting his neck. "I'm gonna.. I'm gonna cum." You warned him, feeling the familiar feeling in your stomach.

"Jesus... Me too..." Ryan grunted, his thumb rubbing your clit in tight, fast circles as his cock thrusted into you faster. "Look at me when you cum. I want to see you fall apart in my hands." Ryan groaned, keeping a steady pace as his hand gripped your hair, pulling it to make you look at him, your head in front of his. His eyes locked onto yours, not letting go on his grip on your hair.

You nodded frantically, focusing on your release rather than his words, your eyes barely open and your hips rocking against his faster.

"Cum for me." Ryan growled, growing impatient. "Cum on my cock." He groaned, his lips capturing yours in a deep, almost aggressive kiss.

It didn't take much longer for you to cum, your orgasm hitting you hard as you let out a high pitched moan, your head tilting back but you still kept eye contact with Ryan making him groan in contentment.

Your cunt clenched around his cock, pushing him over the edge. With a groan his eyes rolled back slightly and he emptied himself into you, your name falling off his tongue as he came.

"Fuck!" Ryan grunted as he rode out his orgasm, his cock throbbing inside of you. He slowly pulled out of you, his cock leaving a trail of cum on your thigh making him groan at the sight.

You two remained silent for a moment, heavy breathing filling the car as you both recovered from the intense orgasm. Without saying a word, Ryan ran his fingers down your dripping cunt, yours and his cum coating his fingers. He brought his fingers up to your mouth and gently pushed them in, allowing you to suck on his fingers, which you gladly did. Tasting the mixture of yours and his cum.

"Good girl." He mumbled, pulling you down for a kiss.

[vampynights]

HIII!!! i'm so glad to see someone who writes for ryro😭💘 could u do ryan ross x reader hcs in which the reader is likeee anxious or in a bad mood or something & ryan comforts her?? ^_^ something sweet n fluffy please!!

✰a/n: HI ANON !!! thank u for being my first request!!! sorry if it isn’t exactly what you wanted, it’s my first time doing headcanons for him and I wanted it to be somewhat realistic. this one came at the right time tbh, i’ve been very stressed and anxious about college applications and shit so this was definitely needed. I love ryro and understand the struggle of not seeing enough people write for him, haha. hope u have a good day !!!

✰RYAN ROSS — headcanons for ryan with an anxious s/o !!!

✰warnings: mentions of anxiety, panic attacks, and just overall being stressed or having bad days. dont worry though, there’s comfort and lots of fluff!! 

— i honestly feel like despite being an amazing lyricist, ryan probably struggles with actually saying things to comfort someone or talk to them. 

— he’s probably dealt with how own anxiety and knows how it can hit randomly or what can bring it on and he knows how to deal with it

— that being said, he definitely doesn’t like to see his own s/o suffer from it as well. 

— if you’re expecting to have a bad day at work he’ll send you a message before you leave to cheer you up

— probably something simple like “have a good day at work, you got this :) -ryan” 

— he definitely will play you a song on the guitar if you ask him to, though he’s a little shy about it. 

— he sings super quiet at first but gets louder when he notices that you calmed down after hearing his voice.

— if you’re a dog person he let’s you play with dottie and cuddle her !!!

— if you get home from a really bad day you don’t even have to speak, he just sees it on your face and gives you a hug without saying anything. 

— once or if you start crying he’ll rub your back and just whisper in your ear to let it out :(( 

— if you need to rant he is an AMAZING listener. he may not contribute much to the conversation but he’ll listen and give advice if you ask.

— y’know that lyric ‘melt your headaches call it home”? 

— yeah he emphasizes the FUCK out of that lyric when he sings that song to you if you’re having a bad day. 

— i feel like he’d have a thing for playing with your hair to get you to fall asleep if you’re struggling. like he’ll have you lay your head on his lap and he’ll absentmindedly run his hands through your hair and scratch your scalp while reading or something

— now if your anxiety is REALLY bad to the point where you have a panic attack he is so quick to action

— he knows better than to just tell you to ‘breathe’, he’ll actually guide you to breathe with him and then make you do grounding techniques to calm down

— he doesn’t like to hold you too tightly when you’re having them because he doesn’t want to suffocate you, so he’ll lightly wrap his arms around you from behind and rest your back on his chest

— once it’s over he’ll tighten his grip a little more and try to talk to you about what happened, though dosn’t push you too hard if you don’t want to talk about it. 

— he probably cooks your favorite meals if you’re having a bad day and just wanna eat your comfort foods, like he’ll have like recipes and stuff written down in a little book or in his notes app and look at them whenever he notices you aren’t feeling well.

— if he notices you’re stressed with something he’ll offer to help you finish it or will do it for you

— nighttime is always the best time for the two of you. he’ll sing you to sleep if you’re really tired and upset and then will stay up for a while later to make sure you’re alright

— if you aren’t as tired or have too much on your mind he’ll talk to you about anything and everything until you eventually fall asleep. like, the two of you will have conversations debating children's show for HOURS if it means getting your mind off of whatever is bothering you

— overall he’s a very attentive and caring bf who may not have a lot to say but he will go far and beyond to make sure you’re ok !!!

[icarusredwings]

I rewatched Deadpool 2 and took notes.

Disclaimer: He's mentally ill and does mentally ill things (GASP, who would have thought?). Also, violence. A lot of violence. It's really long. Like.. really really long.

The very first words he says is "fuck wolverine"

Then blows his own head off with a shit ton of gasoline. Wonder if he had insurance on that appartment.

He started taking worldwide cases

He also admits to knowing "8th grade spanish"

"Passion of the christ. Then me." Says the man whos marvel jesus now.

I wonder how much wade owes cab guy.

Cab guy killed bandu Lmao

"What is it?"

"My IUD"

"A bomb??" Tell me why he was lowkey excited for it to be a bomb?

I love how serious he gets talking about how scared he is to be a dad.

This empire joke traveled from the first movie too.

"Pretty sure it doesn't work that way but we can try" yes.

When making toaster strudles its almost as if he could sense them coming despite it being so silent. This kind of makes me think that Logans not the only one who just jumps up sometimes.

This man really just said "Fuck it" jumped out of a 2 story window, BOLTED after this guy as fast as he could, got hit by a car, rammed another car, and whole ass hugged this guy before jumping in front of a truck with him. I don't want to see anyone try to tell me he's one sandwitch drop away from jumping off a cliff.

Cinatography by Blind Al.

Directed by one of those guys that killed john wicks dog.

God I love Ryan Reynolds because you know it was him.

Wade stop peeing your pants in public.

Weasel "We still have bowie..." Yeah id lie to him too at this point.

"Yeah im fine"

Fucked up

Insecure

Needy and

Emotional. Kübler ross apprently.

"Buck no more speaking lines for you" and he meant that shit.

Al is so humble and sweet. Making tea and giggling. Tries to shoot him and then just hears him collapse on the floor. How many times do you think he collapses on the floor a week? Just to be drimatic?

"Sweetheart can you speak up? Its a little hard to hear you with yhat pity dick in your mouth" Oh so shes his mom. Al is his fucking mom. Hands down. And the best one.

I love how he decided to do an entire bag of cocaine before dying. There was no reason for it and honestly was a waste of cocaine until you realize that these cocaine is wades whiskey. Shots dont work for him really, probably because hes already done it so much, but its the same way how Logan chugs that bottle before wade kidnaps him. Its easier to blame it on a substance then accept those were your actions.

Ness is so cute. The poster behind her has "I love you wade wilson" scratched into it. Its nice to know that his version of heaven is literally just a cozy Saturday morning with his wife.

Colossus just walking in to find wades body parts everywhere and put him in a bag like old dirty clothes lol

"Why cant I fucking die" tone was SO serious.

The fact that theres an x men rule book and its lowkey thicker then a bible. I bet you scott and Logan made 80% of those.

"That asshole was me" oh the tears. Baby boyy.

Wait isnt cable literally scotts son.

Im never going to understand this fucking time line jesus christ

Mutant rehabilitation?? What is he a drug addict? That kid is clearly in pain dipshits.

"X men trainee" is so funny

"Please stop cheating on me"

Daniel the pedophile looking ass

Bro casually signs ryan reynolds on the wolverine cereal box and then destroys his knee caps.

"Those guys hurt you??" It was at that moment, wade went ape shit.

Wade having fun in prison is so him. But come on imagine going to prison just for standing up to an abused child. Not to mention, His face when he immediately realizes how fucked he is and that "oh shit I actually DO have cancer now and it SUCKS"

Is it just me or does Cable reminds you of forge with all his cool fix it abilities. Or is he just futurey.

He didn't say were not friends to make him upset but to draw attention to himself. Him just eye rolling when stabbed in the hand was so funny too because he was like "Ouch. God damn it. Ducking OUCH."

Hes literally pleading with russel to find someone else to peotect him or hes gonna get molested because he cant do anything. His entire power is replacing dead cells WITH new cancer cells. His entire body is dying 24/7 but never fast enough to actually kill him, always regrowing way too quickly. Cancerous is better then dead.

"Get away from me kid" yeah cause he knows hes trouble and he REALLY doesn't wanna watch this kid die.

"Who the hell tries to kill a 14 year old boy"

"Kids give us a chance to be better then we used to be"

Dopinder is so wholesome. I love him so much. No i dont care that he killed a guy. Hes the type of friend you call to take to the movies or the zoo once every year and hes stoked just to be invited.

Peter: I just thought it looked fun :D

Dopinder: FUCK

Peter is that one dad whos kids left the nest and now he needs friends and a hobby so searches for the biggest weirdos he can find.

"Grab the boy- NOT INAPPROPRIATELY >:("

i love his crayon maps/plans

Oh my god weasel im not telling you anything ever again you snitch (same dude, cable is terrifying)

After crying over the love he has for his new team (x force) Wade confirms that he spent 10 years in special forces.

I love how supportive wade is with Peter despite him just being a normal dude only for him to immediately die LMAO

He just cassually lets his impulse win in which he steals a moped.

Oh i just noticed Dominos vitiligo. I always loved vitiligo charaters. Theyre so unique and barley ever given movie roles. Like why not?? Why wouldnt you want someone so beautiful? Im pretty sure she just has make up but it would be cool if not.

Something else is that cable just starts yeeting criminals out onto the street lol

"Theres nothing I cant kill" Let me intorduce you to the man whos on a constant road to dying but can never actually get there.

Im assuming cable wants to kill russel because he unleashes a big bad guy or something.

*cassually snaps neck back into place* Oh god that hurt!

Oh I was right! It was Juggernaut :)

Wade: *gets excited about being PHYSICALLY ripped in half*

"Rub my legs mama 🥺 I got growing pains"

"Oh noo! No no no Dp not again!" We love you Dopinder. Do not ever stop caring. "This shits happened before!?" Yes weasel. Sometimes your friends get ripped in half. Get used to it.

Wade just moves her gun to the right position.

Wade talking about saving russel is so serious that it makes you forget that he has a tiny baby ass rn. I couldn't make a deal with someone woth tiny baby legs... just... no. Not to mention that those baby legs are made of cancer.

"50 years from now you're super fucking dead"

Wade standing outside of the xmen mansion with his phone and a picture of a boom box playing music for Colossus to come outside and help him save russel is something i can see happening to Logan. They have a fight and he storms off to the mansion only for wade to stand outside like that.

"Hi Wade🎀✨️" "Hi Yukio!🥹 you guys make a super cute couple 😊 where was I? 🤨"

"So you wear a helmet so your brother cant read your mind?" "Yeaaahh" average kid conversations.

"Lets fuck some shit up is my legal middle name"

Okay sir edgelord.

Apprently wade has a gluten sensitivity

What is it with wade and metal men??? My man has a type.

"Im just gonna use this brick and maximum effort" Same wade. Same.

Yaayy!! Go yukio! Eveyone loves yukio.

"Thats how we do it in mother russia" What? Shoving an electrical cable up their ass and then put them in a pool? Damn. Ok.

That "I never should have never left you in that prison" with the hug? Man hed be a decent dad I think.

"Dont be ive been trying to make this happen for awhile" okay someone supervise him 24/7. Hes on the active watch list.

Wade: *is dying* Hi Yukio :D

Yukio: Hi wade :)

"R-dog" Oh my god hes too cute.

Them carrying the racist joke all the way til the end made me cringe but that was the point.

His last words being "do you wanna build a snow man?" Is such a deadpool thing.

I was NOT expecting to cry at the end of this stupid ass movie, AGAIN

"Dont fuck colossus" VANESSA KNEW

THE FUCKING COIN

"Is there a knife in my dick?" "There's a knife in your dick."

Oh I just didn't even notice she has heterochromancia! <3 Aahh!!

PFFT DOPINDERS SECOND CONFIRMED KILL

"WERE DEFINITELY NAMINF OUR KID CHER"

"Dont scratch!" *shoots himself 8 times* "Love you! Bye."

Wolverine: ???

[mmonogatari]

heartbreak girl

── ryan ross x fem!reader

content warning: none, just fluff, couple of curse words

word count: 538

a/n: loosely inspired by “heartbreak girl” and “just saying” by 5sos!

୧‿̩͙ ˖︵ ꕀ�� ♱⠀ ꕀ ︵˖ ‿̩͙୨

“What is it?”, Ryan sighed as soon as he picked up the phone, “I swear, if it’s that idiot you call your boyfriend-”

You wept, “Yeah…”

Ryan hated this. As your best friend, he was the one you called whenever that stupid excuse of a man you were dating hurt you. And it happened a lot. But he didn’t only hate the fact his best friend was suffering. Cause to him, you were not just a best friend, you were his first and only love, with the worst part being your obliviousness to the whole thing.

“What’d he do this time?”, he huffed. Despite being annoyed — he’d rather not think about the fact another man could get your affection — he still had to help you, and he also hated when you were sad.

“Oh, I just… maybe I’m exaggerating, but I think I saw him texting a girl… and you know how it went last time,” you explained through tears and sniffles.

“Ugh, fucking cheater,” mumbled Ryan. ‘I could never cheat on her, what an asshole’.

“You know what you should do, I told you a ton of times,” said Ryan.

“Yeah I know, but… I can’t leave him, I just can’t,”

“Why? You could easily find someone better, like you deserve,” like me, he thought.

“I don’t know…”

“That’s just the right thing to do. He keeps treating you like shit, I’d never do tha- fuck,” it was too late, he was sure you heard everything.

The phone fell silent.

“Hey? You there?”, the apprehension in Ryan’s voice was palpable.

“Yes, sorry. What were you saying?”, your voice sounded softer now. Calmer.

“Ah nothing, just- he’s a jerk. You deserve someone better,” he exhaled.

“Like you?”, you whispered.

If only you could see Ryan now. His face turned ghastly white. Was this the end? He knew he had to wait, eventually you would have gotten over that stupid douche and you would have seen that Ryan was the best guy you could have asked for. But he slipped up, he rushed, he got upset and let it slip. And now everything you two had was about to end.

“Ryan?”

“Yeah sorry, I- I got distracted,” he snapped back from his pessimistic internal monologue.

“So… did you mean it?”

“What?”, he tensed up again.

“You know, that you’d treat me better. As in, you’d be a better boyfriend?”, you inquired.

Oh well, cat’s out the bag now, might as well admit it, “Yeah, that’s what I meant. I get it if you don’t wanna talk to me anymo-”

You didn’t let him finish, “No Ryan, I still wanna see you and talk to you. Why don’t you show me if what you said is gonna be true?”

He was sure his heart exploded. Or his brain short circuited. Or- he was gonna go crazy, “You’re joking.”

“No. I mean, you’re right, he’s a jerk. But I couldn’t leave him, after all I thought no one would ever like me. But turns out the most handsome guy I know likes me? The guy I might have had a tiny crush on years ago? Might as well give him a chance, right?”

“You’re crazy. I like you even more now.”

[heartepub]

winter poems for seventeen

note. haha surprise ! scrounged around my saved poems (and scrolled poetry foundation admittedly) but this took me two hours and coffee-fueled willpower so . next poetry x svt installment will be love poems (posting on feb 14), and I have a list of food poems currently percolating in the drafts. as always, reblogs and feedback are appreciated and come say hi if you're so inclined!

LINES FOR WINTER by Mark Strand

tell yourself in that final flowing of cold through your limbs that you love what you are.

⤷ choi seungcheol, yoon jeonghan, boo seungkwan, kim mingyu

THE SNOW IS DEEP ON THE GROUND by Kenneth Patchen

The snow is deep on the ground.    Always the light falls Softly down on the hair of my belovèd.

⤷ hong jisoo, lee seokmin, xu minghao

THANK YOU by Ross Gay

[…] Instead, curl your toes into the grass, watch the cloud ascending from your lips. Walk through the garden's dormant splendor. Say only, thank you. Thank you.

⤷ chwe hansol, lee jihoon, kwon soonyoung

IN WINTER by Michael Ryan

like some quick folk dance of kindness, I remembered the winter we spent crying in each other’s laps.

⤷ lee chan, jeon wonwoo, wen junhui

[barringtonishigh]

hiii could i request like highschool best friends to lovers ryan hcs!! ive been thinking about it for ages omg 😭 thank you smm ❤️

OH ABSOLUTELY I LOVE YOU FOR THIS ANON THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME AN EXCUSE FOR RYAN CONTENT

Ryan Ross x BSF to Lovers!Reader || Headcanons

TW// None.

Silly little headcannons about being friends with Ryan in high school and growing up :))

You met in high school, freshman year. You bonded over a love of similar music.

You had the same friend group, and slowly started hanging out alone together.

He was the only friend with the same lunch period as you sophomore year.

So naturally you guys hung out together during lunch.

You guys left for lunch and usually went to your house.

You'd sit together in your room and listen to music.

You both forgot what time it was and ended up being late for class a lot.

You started asking him to hang out after school, and he almost always agreed to it.

You guys were best friends all through the rest of high school.

When he started Panic!, you guys kind of grew apart

It upset you so much, but you were so glad to see him and his music get big.

You still talked to each other quite a bit, and hung out every so often, but nothing like you used too.

When Panic! split, you were one of the first people he told, though.

When he started doing stuff with The Young Veins, he invited you to one of their concerts.

Obviously, you went.

You visited him backstage.

"We need to hang out more!" You said, hugging him.

"We do. I'll be here the rest of the week."

"There's a carnival in town, do you want to go with me?" You asked.

"Sure!"

You guys went to the carnival.

You spent the night playing carnival games and riding rides.

The final ride you rode was the ferris wheel.

As you guys reached the top of the ride, he grabbed your hands and kissed you.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He muttered.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted you to do that." You blushed.

"I think we should hang out like this more."

"I agree."