#luke glanton fic

[ken-dom]

I've Got You On My Lips

Luke Glanton x gn!reader

1.5k words

∘₊✧ Summary: Luke gifts you lipstick. It is for you, but it's also very much for him.

∘₊✧ Authors notes: Entirely inspired by this! Thank you as always to my darling K for beta reading, once when I first wrote it and again when I kinda re-wrote it... The title is taken from My First Kiss by 3OH!3 & Kesha, also thanks to K 🩷! Incase you're wondering, lipstick does wash out of denim so... might have to do it all again later. Oh, and, happy Valentines, Geese 💕

∘₊✧ Warnings/content: NSFW, reader wearing lipstick, smoking, dry blow job (?), cumming in pants, lipstick kink?, mild bit of exhibitionism (semi-public, and... well, the pants situation)

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Luke smirked. His voice was quiet and low, and you wouldn’t have heard him through the noise of the carnival if not for the way he was pressed almost flush against you with his lips hot at your ear when he drawled, ‘That colour looks good on you.’

He drew back to consider you again, thumb pressing firmly to the centre of your bottom lip while his fingers cradled your jaw and his eyes sparkled over the lipstick he’d asked you to put on for him.

Your cheeks glowed under the intensity of his gaze and you knew he could feel you trembling. Your eyes slipped shut.

Biting his lip, he dragged his thumb, smearing the deep red over your skin, leaving a pretty stain across your cheek.

‘Mmh.’ 

He leaned in, finally closing the inch between you that had been thick with desire for what felt like eternity.

Luke’s tongue was needy, seeking yours out with a gentle exploration as he kissed you with unparalleled hunger, moaning into your mouth and winding his fingers into your hair.

With a single shove of his knee he parted your legs easily, pressing his thigh to your heat and smirking as he felt you writhe against him.

He knew what he was doing to you, and that knowledge was making his blood boil.

‘Fuck,’ he panted when he eventually paused for breath, his swollen lips now also coloured red.

He’d asked you to apply it thick after gifting it to you, so you’d guessed he wanted to make a mess of one another. He did tend to like it messy. Your lips curled at the thought.

You could feel his cock throbbing in his jeans where it was pressed to your hip, and he rutted against you just a little as he watched your pupils dilate some more, whimpering at the friction.

You itched to push your hand into his trousers and bring him off, but your logical mind briefly pushed through the haze of arousal.

Pressed against the outside of his trailer, you were just out of sight of any passers by – and definitely out of earshot with all the sounds of the carnival downing you out, but it was almost midnight, and he had his last show of the evening then. You knew if you started touching him when he was this worked up it would escalate; Luke was never satisfied unless your legs were wrapped around his waist and you were screaming his name while the trailer rocked with the force of your passion.

You needed to be quick, make this just about him and only him. And you knew he would make sure you got yours later, when he was fresh from the cage, adrenaline pumping through his veins, smelling faintly of gasoline and sweat.

‘Wait- wait, Luke, I’ve got a better idea,’ you breathed, pushing at his shoulders until he stepped back (as much as it pained you to lose that delicious friction).  

You grabbed him and spun around, pushing him firmly into position with a thud against the side of the trailer where you had been pressed, dizzy with lust, only moments ago.

‘Light a cigarette would you?’ you asked, low and seductive. 

Luke’s eyebrows raised, inquisitive, already liking wherever you were taking this. As he pulled a pack of smokes from his pocket and lit the cigarette he’d sucked from the pack, his eyes fell immediately back to your lips.

So pretty, all stained for him.

‘Need a refresh,’ he mumbled, never looking away, his own stained lips busy holding his cigarette in place before he took a long, satisfying drag.

You obliged, pulling the tube of lipstick from your pocket and reapplying a layer to your lips. Luke watched just as carefully as you watched him smoke; each like a work of art that had captivated the other.

‘Since when do you wear all white, anyway?’ you asked as you eyed him, twisting the red stick back into its sleek black holder.

‘Thought you’d like it on me,’ he shrugged, voice husky. ‘Do you?’

‘Definitely,’ you cooed, dragging your palms down the loose fitting cream shirt he had tucked into his pale jeans, ‘but I think we could… jazz things up a little. What do you say? Do you trust me?’

‘Unconditionally,’ he grinned, smug, but mostly excited.

You dropped to the ground in an instant, dry dirt coating your knees with a layer of dust, and reached up to pull at his wrist, guiding his cigarette down to your freshly coated lips, leaving a shiny red ring around the tip before releasing him. You watched his eyelids flutter as he lifted his arm and studied what you’d done to the paper around the filter and his mind swam with the possibilities.

His focus was pulled directly back to you, though, when he felt the soft warmth of your mouth pressing to his thigh.

He stared down at you, watching you admire the lipstick stain you’d left, stark against the fabric, in the shape of your perfect lips.

Luke immediately lost his breath. You were marking him up, letting everyone see where your lips had been. And he liked it.

You left another mark, higher, and then another, lower this time, by his knee, and kept going until his left leg was covered in an attractive pattern of kisses. Your kisses.

Luke watched in awe. He wasn’t sure if lipstick washed out of denim. He hoped it didn’t.

His thoughts were abruptly cut off when he saw you move up to press your mouth against the space just beside where his cock was straining in the confines of the fabric you were busy decorating.

Just when he thought this would be it, that he would finally feel some semblance of relief, you dropped back to your ankles, applied another coating of thick red, and kissed his other knee instead, starting the process all over again to make the design almost symmetrical.

It didn’t actually take long to finish your artwork, mere seconds in reality, but to Luke it was a lifetime of torture.

He needed more.

He was so worked up he might just explode without you even touching him. Imagine that… he smirked, sure you’d think it hot if he did. You seemed to like him flustered and lacking control now and again. He didn’t mind it so much, either.

With one final kiss to the tip of his leaking, twitching cock, Luke drew in a deep breath of anticipation, and you dropped back again.

Tease! he thought, (Keep doing it).

But this time, the brief absence of your lips against him was only to reapply the lipstick once again.

Once your lips were sufficiently coated, you glanced up at Luke, eyes dark and glittering, and ran your tongue slowly from one corner of your mouth and back again, all the way around your parted lips.

Luke whined. He felt weak. His head was spinning. He needed those lips on him again, somewhere — anywhere

‘Hold on tight, Handsome,’ you smirked up at him, and dove forward, finally pressing your lips to the underside of his cock and mouthing hungrily at the fabric.

All the breath was knocked out of him, cheeks blazing and fingers grasping behind him for something to hold onto. Something to ground him.

The denim over his cock wasn’t as soft as you would feel against his sensitive flesh, but it created a delicious friction. He rolled his hips into it, chasing whatever pleasure he could get, vaguely aware he would be needed on his motorcycle in less than five minutes, and knowing that he wouldn’t be able to ride it like this, all worked up and painfully hard. Not without you finishing what you’d started. Or had he started it? He wasn’t sure any more. He didn’t care.

You were lapping at him as though the denim wasn’t there, sloppily sucking and kissing, and staining the crotch of his jeans with your efforts.

His fingers found your hair and wound tight into it, feeling every movement, anchoring himself in the moment with you, rocking his hips in time with your affections, moaning loud and unashamed.

He could feel his release approaching fast and his head thudded back against the trailer, eyes squeezing shut as his seed spilled, hot and thick, inside his underwear.

You didn’t stop mouthing until he was whimpering and weak with sensitivity, and only then did you stand, kissing him softly on the mouth with your swollen lips, most of the rouge left behind on his jeans.

‘Fuck-’ he repeated, breathless, as you broke apart to hold him through his recovery. ‘That was so fucking hot- Jesus-’

‘You’ve gotta go,’ you interrupted with a whisper.

‘No,’ he groaned.

‘You do, it’s your last show of the night. You’ve got two minutes!’

You stepped back and Luke straightened himself up, glancing down at the glorious mess you’ve made of him.

He could smooth his hair down and wipe the evidence from his mouth easily enough. But there was no time to change, so he would simply have to throw on his jacket and do this show with the print of your lips smeared all over his cock, complete with a sticky wet patch just above where the red stains ended. 

‘Shit,’ he smirked.

You handed him his jacket from where he’d left it on the lawn chair beside the trailer door. ‘Go on. I’ll be waiting for you.’

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[heresthestorymorningglory]

Lazy Sunday

Summary: Luke isn't always so rough around the edges.

A/N: You guys know the drill; NSFW 18+ because here, we like it spicy ;)

It’s a part of a collab with the gorgeous Goosecord and another first for me.

As always, my darling soul sister, @ken-dom, thank you for the beta read and endless support and reassurance! Although…I still think you’re biased. 🩷

Enjoy my loves!

The sunlight streamed in through the small window of the trailer as you blinked the sleep from your eyes. His arm was heavy, draped over your hip and resting on your stomach, his fingers curled slightly under the hem of your t-shirt, grazing skin lightly in his sleep. 

You shifted to turn over and his arm tightened around your middle. 

You smiled to yourself biting your bottom lip, squirming in his grasp. 

“Will you-” you struggled before shrieking with laughter as his teeth nipped gently at your ticklish collarbone. “Okay, okay, okay” you fought half heartedly to twist out of his hold as he finally let you turn to face him. 

You sighed heavily, your nose brushing against his with how close you were lying. He had one arm wrapped around your back, the other resting on your bare hip, his fingers dragging lazily over the lace detail on your panties.

He reached that same hand to touch your face, neither of you spoke as his fingers traced the line of your jaw, the tip of his nose dragging over the apple of your cheek. You took in a slow breath as he moved to close the miniscule gap between you. There was force behind his kiss but it was so gentle it made you sigh against his mouth as you snaked your arms around his neck. 

He seized the opportunity to slip his tongue past your lips, deepening your kiss, but not moving any faster. 

You relaxed, melting against him as his mouth moved slow and languid against yours; his fingers still hooked under your chin, keeping you fixed where he wanted. 

You moaned softly, turning over to lay on your back, pulling him down on top of you. 

He complied, breaking your kiss you took in a deep breath as he sucked none too gently on your neck; his knee sinking the mattress between your legs. You let them fall open shamelessly as he sat back just enough to lean over you, making eye contact as a hand slid over your bare thigh.

You didn't speak, just nodded slightly as his fingers curled under the waistband of your panties before he tugged them off and you kicked them on the floor. 

“Turn over” he whispered and you frowned slightly but obliged, reaching to tuck his pillow under your head, with your arms wrapped around it, inhaling the scent of diesel and sweat from the night before, the scent of him embedded in the fabric. 

You squeaked with a giggle as he kneaded the fleshy mounds of your ass playfully before his hands landed on your hips, sliding slowly up the curvature of your body, his thumbs rubbing in long deliberate strokes over the small of your back before his fingers moved from their place on your hips, pushing firmly up the length of your back making you moan softly into the pillow. His hands massaged your shoulders as he scooted closer, settling himself between your legs. 

He leaned forward, his warm chest pressing against your back as he bent to kiss down the length of your neck, his teeth nipping gently. 

You smiled, turning to face him with a sigh. “Marking your territory?” You asked

He smiled against your jaw, biting a little harder “Not yet”

You chuckled to yourself as he kissed across your shoulder blades and up the other side of your neck. 

His lips were so soft and tender it made you visibly shiver underneath him.  

“Cold?” He asked teasingly, knowing the answer. 

You opened your mouth to answer and instead let out a loud moan as his tongue licked up the length of your neck before he sucked hard on your skin, his teeth sinking into the flesh making you cry out; fisting the pillow. 

Your back arched as much as his weight on top of you would allow. His cock hard against the back of your thigh. 

He detached from your neck, admiring his handiwork, kissing the bruising flesh gently. 

He pulled you to lay on your side, seating you against his twitching cock, your body fitting against his like a puzzle piece. His fingers crept over your naked hip and across the apex of your thighs, his knee spreading your legs apart as you leaned into his shoulder. 

His breath was hot against your ear as his fingers teased between your folds. 

“Mmm,” Luke hummed approvingly, kissing your jaw. ���You're nice and wet for me” 

As if to emphasize his point, he slid his middle finger inside you while simultaneously pushing his thumb against your clit, rubbing in slow drawn out circles; you instinctively pushed back against him, creating a delicious friction against his cock, making him moan deeply in the back of his throat. 

You rocked your hips against his hand, gasping for breath, your hand reaching behind you to tangle into his messy blond hair, the other resting on top of his, feeling the tendons move as his fingers worked you closer to your release. He groaned against your neck as you pulled hard on his hair. 

“Fuck me” you panted running your tongue between your lips. 

You gasped with surprise as he climbed on top of you, laying you flat on your back. In one swift movement his hand disappeared and before you could whimper with protest, he thrust his throbbing cock in its place. His mouth devouring yours, his tongue filling your mouth as you whined with need against his, your arms wrapping around his neck, your legs locking around his middle, his thrusts slow and deep as you rocked together on the bed. 

He broke your kiss, relishing in your whines, whimpers and moans as his hips moved flush against yours. His soft lips, a stark contrast to his rough exterior, peppering your face and neck with gentle kisses as  your orgasm washed over you, you clung to him like your life had depended on it. Gasping as you felt him spill inside you himself, shuddering with the aftermath of his own orgasm, a deep needy moan as he dropped his head, bracing himself on the mattress on either side of your head before he slid from inside you, dropping in the open space on the mattress with a heavy satisfied sigh. 

“Good morning” you smiled lazily as he turned to look at you before pulling you against him. 

He kissed your temple with a smirk. “Let's do it again” 

You shrieked as he pulled you on top of him, sealing his lips over yours in a needy kiss. 

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[elusivewildflower]

I Want You to Stay | Luke Glanton x Reader

Pairing: Luke Glanton x F! Reader

Summary: The carnival is back in town, and you’re hoping to capture Handsome Luke’s attention just like last year. After all, the news you have to share might be enough to keep him around for more than a few days.

Warnings: Not much, it's generally pretty sweet and fluffy. If you've seen the movie, think kind of how it went with Romina & Luke, except Romina would actually want him to know his son and be around.

Word Count: 2.2k

A/N: It's been forever (again) since I've written something. But this idea has been sitting in my drafts for months. Somehow, I perfectly managed to get the word 'Stay' in Navy and Roo's @the-slumberparty One-Word Warm-Up, and immediately knew which fic to work on. I know it was supposed to be a drabble for the warm-up, but this totally went longer than that.

Your heart beat wildly in your chest as you grew closer to the sound of motorbikes revving their engines. The carnival surged around you, children screaming with delight, people laughing and cheering as they won a game, and even the faint sound of a live band playing in the distance reached your ears. It had been a year since this particular carnival was in town, setting up shop the last weekend in September, and it was opening night. You were late, which is why you were currently hustling your way through the crowds to reach your destination. Work had been way too busy to leave early, let alone on time. 

As you made your way into the tent, your nose scrunched up from the smell of exhaust. It was never your favorite, but you had your reasons for enduring the stench and the aggravatingly loud sound of dirt bikes in an enclosed area. Making your way towards a seat, your eyes caught a glimpse of the reason and you felt your breath hitch in your throat. His bleached blond hair was hidden beneath a helmet, but that red leather jacket gave him away. Handsome Luke and the Heartthrobs. Well, you only cared about Handsome Luke. 

You managed to get his autograph last year, and let’s just say that the two of you hit it off quite well. He may have only been around for three days, but you spent each and every hour that you possibly could together. Most of those hours were spent in your bed – but you held no regrets for that. It was, however, the exact reason you were here. Sure, at the end of the weekend, the two of you decided it was just a fling and you’d move on, but he never once called or texted. The phone may work both ways, but what you had to tell him, you didn’t feel comfortable speaking over the phone. Hell, you didn’t even feel comfortable telling him in person a year later, but you knew you had to. You owed him that much. 

When the show was over, you sat patiently as the audience slowly dispersed from the tent. He hadn’t seen you yet, but you knew he would. As if he could sense your presence, his attention turned towards you after saying goodbye to his mates. An unlit cigarette hung from his lips as he closed the distance between you. Just as he was about to reach you, a group of kids called out his stage name, holding up various items that they wanted him to sign. He glanced back and forth between you and them. 

“I gotta sign some autographs. Will you stick around?” He rasped out, a hopeful expression upon his face. 

His gruff voice seemed like music to your ears after not hearing it for so long. It brought back memories of all of the things he used to whisper to you. The memory and his presence simultaneously calmed and made you feel anxious. You opened your mouth to speak, but you couldn’t find your voice. You suddenly felt hot, like a blush was creeping up your cheeks and your hands were growing sweaty. You settled for nodding, and pulled your bottom lip between your teeth. 

He took that for an answer and turned on his heel to appease the young children with his autograph. Honestly, you liked watching him with the kids. He was always good at putting on a show, answering any questions they had and devoting his attention to them for a short time. A soft smile pulled at your lips as you hoped he’d react positively to the news you had for him. It didn’t ease the butterflies in your stomach, but you supposed for a moment they were there for  a different reason. 

Luke made his way back over to you, eyeing you up and down. “Are you free tonight?” 

You bit down on your bottom lip as you nodded. “Yeah, I’m free.” 

A smile graced his tattooed face. “Good. You wanna go for a walk?” 

You hesitated for a moment. “Uh, actually, can we go somewhere private? To talk?” 

Luke’s brows pulled together slightly, but he nodded. “Yeah, of course. Follow me.” He gestured towards the entrance to the tent with his head, moving in that direction a second later. 

He made sure that you were walking in step with him as he made his way to the employee’s designated smoking area. There wasn’t anyone around at the moment – and you assumed that was either because not many employees smoked, or they were all too busy working. Luke took a seat on the bench and patted the spot next to him before lighting up the cigarette that was still hung from his lips. When you sat next to him, he rested his hand on your bare thigh. 

“So, how have you been?” He questioned, taking a drag from his cigarette before blowing the smoke in the opposite direction of you. 

“Good. How about you?” You asked right back. You hated this small talk, but you were still trying to work up the nerve to say what you needed to. 

Luke gave a nod of his head, taking another pull from his cigarette. “Good.” He replied. 

The two of you sat in silence for a moment as he smoked. 

“So, you wanted to talk?” 

You nodded. “Yeah, I, uh, need to tell you something.” God, this was so much harder than you thought it would be. Your heart was beating so fast, it felt as if it would give out at any moment.

Luke gazed at you expectantly, a brow raised. 

“Luke, when you left, I found out that I….” You trailed off, the words dying in your throat. 

His warm hand squeezed your thigh gently, coaxing you to continue. “That you….?” 

You sucked in a breath of air, your eyes locked with his. “I was pregnant.” 

There was silence once again as Luke processed your words. You watched as he blinked a few times, completely stunned by this revelation. He took a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke he blew out of the corner of his mouth a second later billowed around him. 

“You were pregnant?” His voice was soft, almost a whisper. 

You nodded, releasing a heavy sigh. “Yeah,” you paused for a moment, watching for his reaction.  “Luke, you have a son.” 

Luke nodded to himself, his eyes breaking away from yours as he glanced around timidly, pulling another drag from his cigarette. “Where is he?”

“He’s here, with a friend.” You turned to look in the direction you had left your best friend and son prior to entering the tent, even though you couldn’t see them from where you sat. “The bikes would’ve been too loud for him, he’s only three months old.” You explained, bringing your attention back to Luke. 

Luke’s eyes met yours once more. “Can…Can I meet him?” His question was spoken just as softly as the last few, as if he were nervous. 

Your heart swelled in your chest, a bright smile spreading across your face. “Of course.”

Luke stubbed his cigarette as you moved to stand, and he followed suit. The two of you wordlessly make your way through the crowds, nerves radiating from each of you, until you spot the familiar head of your best friend, holding your son in her arms. She was crouched down, pointing towards a goat in the petting zoo. 

You call out her name as the two of you grow closer, gaining her attention. She raises to her full height, shifting your son onto her hip as she spins to greet you. Her eyes land upon Luke and a small smile spreads across her face. 

“I see you managed to find him.” 

You chuckled softly, reaching to take your son from her arms as he noticed your presence. He was already reaching for you before you could even introduce him to Luke. “That I did.” You responded cheekily. 

As you turned towards Luke, your best friend stepped away to give you some space. “Luke, this is your son, Noah.” You spoke softly, watching as he gazed at Noah in awe. 

Noah was playing with your hair, thankfully gently at the moment, and glancing all around. That is, until Luke spoke and drew his attention. 

“Can I hold him?” He asked, rubbing his hands together a few times before wiping them off on his pants. He probably had motor oil and God knows what else on his hands from the show. None of that bothered you, though. 

“Yeah, of course,” you replied without hesitation. 

Now that Luke had Noah’s attention, he was making grabby hands at him. Luke chuckled softly in response and carefully took him into his arms. Noah had always been a baby that loved to be held, but there was something about seeing him in Luke’s arms that made you feel complete. You wondered if somehow Noah knew who Luke was to him, because the way that he looked up at Luke seemed significant. His chunky little hand reached up and patted Luke’s cheek, then poked at the dagger he had tattooed under his eye, babbling nonsense all the while. 

The two of you laughed as your infant continued to explore his father. He was reaching for all of the tattoos he could see on Luke’s skin, and tugging at the collar of his red leather jacket. They were all such new experiences to Noah, but his excitement was palpable. You glanced around for a quick moment, noticing that the crowds were beginning to die down. 

“Do you want to walk around for a bit with him before we have to leave?” You asked, drawing Luke’s attention from Noah. 

He glanced around at the dispersing crowds for a moment before nodding. “Yeah, let’s go for a walk.” 

As you walked around the carnival, passing by the games, food trucks, and the tent where Luke performs, neither of you spoke. Noah was the only one babbling and making noises as he saw new things to be excited about. However, as the carnival entrance was in sight, Luke was the one to break the silence. 

“Has it been difficult?” He asked quietly. 

“Hmm?” You questioned, your head turning to look at him. You were too busy lost in your own thoughts to know what he meant by his question. 

“Raising him on your own, has it been hard?” He explained, asking his question in a different manner. 

You nibbled on your bottom lip as you mulled that over, eventually nodding. “A bit, yeah.” You then shrugged. “But my mom helps babysit when she can.” 

Luke nodded, his expression thoughtful as silence fell between you once more. It wasn’t necessarily awkward, but it was clear that neither of you quite knew what to say. You’ve had three months to acclimate to having a son, and nine months that he grew in your belly to prepare. Luke, on the other hand, did not. You knew it came as a shock to him, to say the least. 

Noah stayed in Luke’s arms until the three of you reached your car in the parking lot. That was when Luke gave him back and watched as you buckled him up properly in the backseat. He leaned against the car as you leaned against the open door, staring at each other for several moments. It seemed like neither of you would find the right words to speak, until Luke’s eyes finally left yours and drifted towards your son. 

“I don’t know what to do.” He admitted weakly. 

Your brows furrowed as you followed his gaze. “What do you mean?” 

Luke licked his lips and raked a hand through his hair. “I leave in two days. I won’t be back until next year.” He paused, shaking his head. “I don’t know what to do.” 

When your eyes meet once again, you can see the confliction clear as day on his face. 

Nervousness stirs in the pit of your stomach again as you open your mouth to speak. “You could…stay?” 

Luke seemed confused by your suggestion. “Stay?” 

You nod your head slowly, glancing towards your son who had begun to doze off in his carseat. “Yeah. You could stay here and help me raise Noah.” You explained. 

“You really want me to stay?” Luke questions, drawing your attention back to him. His expression is a bit unreadable, but his tone conveys his disbelief that you would want him to be in Noah’s life —  in your life. 

A warm smile spreads across your face. “Yeah, I do.” 

The corner of Luke’s lips turn upwards for a quick moment as he looks between you and Noah. “I’ll stay then.” He confirms confidently, taking a step closer to you. His hand reaches up to cradle your jaw, his blue eyes gazing into yours for a moment before he presses a gentle kiss to your lips. 

As the two of you part, a smirk pulls at the corner of your mouth. “Don’t think that I’m just forgiving you for not calling or texting, though.” You tease, feeling far removed from the annoyance you once held for that slight. After-all, you reminded yourself once more, the phone does work both ways. 

Luke chuckled slightly, leaning in to capture your lips in another kiss. This time, your lips pressed against each other more passionately, your arms wrapping around his neck and his around your waist. It was several long moments before he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. 

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”  

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[lifeiskentastic]

gn!Reader and Luke agree to quit smoking (at least one of them)

A/N: I know it's weird but god look how many cigarettes he smoked in the whole movie I can't he need to take care of himself he's our husband after all 😭😭

Summary: gn!Reader makes a deal with Luke that they will quit smoking. But it looks like Luke has found a way around the rules…

Word count: 759 words;

⚠️ Warning ⚠️: as you might have noticed, there are quite a few references to smoking, but if you okay with it - go on!

Take care of yourself!

'You know, you need to stop smoking.' You turned to Luke as if you were seeing him for the first time. Still, it was strange to hear such words in the smoking room and from a man who was burning a cigarette between his lips at that very moment. 'It's bad for health'

As far as you know: Luke had never thought about the health hazards of smoking until you started to take up the habit yourself. And that was a little unfair. If you have to take care of yourself, it's better to take your boyfriend with you.

'I'll stop.' Your gaze grew more sarcastic as Luke smiled at you naively. But you still had something to add. 'Right after you.'

Your boyfriend raised his eyebrows and looked sadly at the burning cigare clutched between his fingers. With the most crushing exhalation possible, he threw it to the ground. As he should have done a long time ago, actually.

Of course, your health was more important to him than some tobacco smoke. He will manage, for your sake! Or at least he will try very, very hard.

***

And Luke did try hard. He tried very hard to avoid your eyes while he smoked. And for a while, he even managed to wrap you around his finger, riding his motorcycle into the most desolate corners of the city, when the desire to feel the smoke in his lungs became stronger than any agreements and arrangements. Perhaps he would have continued to outsmart you if one day he hadn't become too safe and decided to carelessly smoke one innocent cigar on the balcony of your house. What could have happened? You were sleeping soundly, so there was nothing to stop Luke's nefarious schemes from going ahead as planned.

At least, that's what he thought.

Until the balcony door behind him creaked.

'Luke...'

All Luke could do was to stare in confusion as your not at all sleepy figure stood in the doorway. That is, your absolutely furious figure.

Of course, you knew that Luke was not honoring your important agreement, but you didn't want to believe it completely...

He hadn't even bothered to throw the cigar away, even after your threatening look! You were outraged by this. So, in the end, you just couldn't leave your boyfriend alone after what you just saw.

After exhaling a frustrated breath, you walked closer to the lightly relaxed Luke, forcing him to back away a few steps until his back was against the balcony railing.

And Luke just smiled guiltily, even though he knew perfectly well that smiling in this situation was life-threatening. But what could he do with himself? Watching your irritated face was one of his favorite things to do.

And when there was only the distance of a smoldering cigarette between your faces, you slyly laughed and moved closer.

- If you broke the rules, then I can do it too, right?

Your fingers deftly snatched the cigarette from Luke's relaxed lips and brought it to your own mouth. Luke's brow furrowed, but he didn't argue with you. And he was right to do so, because at that moment you had the upper hand. Right?

He gently stared at his cigar clamped between your lips, occasionally looking up at you. And something in his gentle eyes made you shudder involuntarily. Luke knew exactly what he was doing, and this became especially clear when he gently took the butt from you and leaned closer.

The cigare flew away in an instant, and Luke's eyes, even if you refused to admit it, held you in place.

He didn't say anything, because you could have realized without any further ado what was going to happen the moment Luke's warm breath touched your lips. Something told you that he was trying to distract you from the fact that he had just broken the terms of your agreement. However, you could not stop him from fooling around with you as his lips slowly descended on yours. You certainly could not stop him when one of his hands gently wrapped around your weist and the other lovely touched your cheek.

You could sense the obvious trickery in his actions, but your boyfriend forgot to take into account one important thing: you could be sneaky, too. And when this mind-blowing kiss is over and Luke is drawn to cigarettes again, he will be out of luck. By then, you'll be ready to catch him in the act again and bravely prevent his lungs from being damaged (and end it with another kiss)!

P.S. I have a picture of Luke on my wall and he was staring at me while I was writing this… I finally lost my conscience…

#luke glanton #luke glanton is our husband #luke glanton x reader #the place beyond the pines #ryan gosling #ryan gosling fanfiction #ryan gosling x reader #gn reader #fluff fic #ryan gosling x you #ryan gosling fanfic #fanfiction

[houxlore]

im gonna need more people to write fics for ryan gosling’s characters, ESPECIALLY luke glanton bc they’re all so sexy 💔💔

#ryan gosling #ryan gosling x reader #ken x reader #sierra six x reader #fanfic #fanfiction

[silverlynx87]

My current works

Hey y'all Goose enthusiasts, I'm going to pin this here so people can access my writing easier. I only have a few so far, I'll update as I add more over time. Thanks for reading and all the likes/reblogs/comments! Fics with a * contain smut. The Mirror*(Luke Glanton x reader) Tickles*(Lars Lindstrom x reader) A Friend on Thanksgiving(Jacob Palmer x reader) Heart-Shaped Box - sequel to a friend on Thanksgiving(Jacob Palmer x reader) I'm also answering asks about Ryan Gosling characters, whether it be headcanons or otherwise. If you have a request for a fic, please be patient if I decide to write for it. I am living with a chronic illness and will not always have energy. Know that if I decline your request it's never meant out of disrespect or judgement! Just a heads up- Most requests will be met with a small blurb or oneshot, typically under 1k words because it takes lots of time and energy for me to write. Please label if you want it to be nsfw with smut. ****THINGS I WILL NOT WRITE**** -RPF of Ryan or his family(note: fic where Ryan is effectively a character in and of itself is fine, but even then it's iffy and the request will most likely be declined.) Thanks! <333

#ryan gosling #ryan gosling fandom #my writing #ryan gosling fanficton #ryan gosling fanfic

[heresthestorymorningglory]

Fill Your Void With Open Thighs

Summary: Crowded or not, Luke doesn't care

A/N: You guys know the drill; NSFW 18+ because here, we like it spicy ;)

It’s another Luke drabble that was living rent free in my brain so I figured I'd share.

As always, my darling soul sister, @ken-dom, thank you for the beta read and endless support and reassurance! Although…I still think you’re biased. 🩷

Enjoy my loves!

He pulled you against him leaning to take a drink from the cup in your hand making you almost trip up the stairs. You pouted “Hey!”

He stopped on the stairs, took your face in his hands and kissed you passionately much to the dismay of the young couple coming up the steps behind you.

You spilled the popcorn with a giggle, your full hands not able to do much but keep everything from dropping to the floor.

You pried your lips from his with a laugh leaning into his shoulder.

“Luke, Jesus”

He pulled back with the smirk you fell in love with, his thumb wiping the smudge of red lipstick from your cheek.

Your cheeks flushed a deeper red under his scrutiny.

“Control yourself” you whispered with a smile as he took the drink from you, and you turned to climb the stairs to the top.

“Never” he breathed against your ear, his free hand sliding up the back of your skirt making you squeak with surprise, spilling more popcorn.

“Luke!” You whispered harshly, swatting his hand away as you sat in the farthest pair of chairs.

The theatre went dark and Luke's hand immediately found its way to your knee.

“Luke, no” you shook your head and he didn't hesitate in the slightest. You grabbed his hand, stopping it from creeping further up your thigh. “It's packed in here”

He leaned closer, his mouth attaching to your neck, sucking harshly, making you breathe a soft moan.

He hummed with approval, smiling against your neck.

The movie had started and you could care less about it; Luke's hand sliding up under your skirt, shamelessly with ease.

He pulled back with a moan, his fingers discovering your little surprise.

He chuckled softly, his mouth hot and hungry against your neck. “Good girl”

You pulled your bottom lip against your teeth fighting back a moan as you thrust your hips against his hand.

“Tell me what's going on”

You swallowed hard, turning to look at him breathing harder. “What?”

“The movie,” he smiled with a mischievous glint in his eye, even in the darkness. “Tell me about it”

“I…uh” you stammered trying to focus on anything but his fingers thrusting in and out of you, or his mouth sucking on your skin. “S-stuff”

He laughed coyly against your neck as you squeezed your knees closed around his hand.

He wedged your legs apart, knocking the bag of popcorn on the floor.

You watched as he slid from his seat, kicking the spilled popcorn out of his way.

“What are you-”

“Shh” he looked up at you with a wink.

He scooted you to the edge of your seat, pushing your knees apart as he ducked his head between your thighs making you gasp, gripping the arms of the seat.

He kissed the inside of your thighs, your fingers disappearing into his bleach blond mop of hair, your fingernails scraping against his scalp.

He moaned against your core, tonguing your clit. Making you jerk your hips forward with a moan, pulling his hair hard.

You spread your legs, wrapping them around his hunched form.

“G-god Luke, p-please” you begged

He was relentless. Sucking, licking and biting, bringing you closer to your orgasm. Your legs shuddered, one hand pulling on his hair, the other pressed hard into your mouth.

He lapped up everything you gave him as you moaned too loud.

You were certain it was drawing the attention of the people around you. Luke slid back into his seat licking his lips like he had just finished his favourite meal. Making the woman sitting next to him raise her eyebrows questioningly but she kept quiet.

He took your face in both hands, kissing you deeply, his tongue tasting like you.

You sucked on his bottom lip breathing against his mouth, your hand finding its way into his grass, oil stained jeans.

Your teeth scraped against his jaw, your lipstick leaving a red stained trail in its wake.

You breathed hard against his neck, his cock twitching in your hand. He groaned as you trapped his earlobe between your teeth, his release spilling over your hand and dripping to the floor.

You wiped your hand clean on the thigh of his jeans with a smirk. You had thought that would be enough, but you should have known better, Luke was insatiable.

Almost immediately after having tucked himself back into his jeans, leaving them unbuttoned of course, his slender tattooed fingers crept up under the hem of your baggy t-shirt. You gasped, grabbing your chest to keep from groping you any further.

“Lucas, please” you whispered through clenched teeth and this made him pull back with a raised eyebrow

“Lucas?” he repeated shaking his head

“Absolutely fucking not” he leaned in, his lips brushing your ear making you shiver “Besides, you’re the one who isn’t wearing a bra, what do you expect me to do?”

You pulled your bottom lip against your teeth with a small laugh as your grip on his hand under your shirt loosened slightly, his fingers immediately start tweaking your nipples making you gasp taking in a breath before you speak “Behave yourself”

His fingers were relentless, first one side, then the other. Your nipples going hard under the soft cotton of his t-shirt as you leaned into his shoulder, biting gently to muffle your cries.

“I am” he whispered against the shell of your ear “Just wait until we get home”

#fic #luke glanton fic #ryan gosling #the place beyond the pines #n sfw #luke glanton x reader

[ken-dom]

Short Stories: Driver

Driver x Julian Thompson - 500 words

Driver x Luke Glanton - 620 words

Driver x Lars Lindstrom - 900 words

Summary: Three universes, three ships, three times Driver got to cum

Warnings/content: nsfw, masturbation, dry humping, cumming untouched, hammer play, use of restraints, glove kink, making out

Driver x Julian Thompson

Julian shuddered at the cool metal of the hammer’s claw against his cheek. In equal measures, he wanted the man stood before him to smash his restrained hands to smithereens or to fuck him. But Driver would never hurt him. Not really. And he knew he didn’t deserve the second option. This scenario was a good way to meet in the middle.

He watched closely as Driver perched on the edge of the bed, midriff showing just above his jeans where his jacket had ridden up. Julian swallowed hard at that, and he almost choked when Driver took the hammer and dragged it slowly, deliberately, over the growing bulge in his own jeans.

Driver didn’t moan at the friction, but Julian saw his breath hitch in his chest as it dragged over his clothed cock.

His free hand, still gloved, popped open the fastening of his trousers and slid teasingly slowly beneath the waistband of his underwear. His head dropped back and Julian’s jaw clenched, his own trousers suddenly far too tight. Julian wanted to see Driver’s cock, but he wouldn’t ask.

And he didn’t need to; Driver shifted his underwear down and pulled his cock out, thick and long and dripping with precum, trickling down over his gloves, turning the tan a darker brown where it pooled.

Julian’s hips bucked involuntarily and he silently chastised himself for it, training his focus on the way Driver’s hand was moving so gracefully over his length, stroking softly, and trying not to imagine how those hands might feel on him.

He wanted that. God, right now he wanted it more than anything. And Driver looked so good bathed in the red neon, his hair becoming tousled as he chased his pleasure, his intense gaze on Julian becoming heated.

Driver’s head fell forward, the hammer he had been holding tightly banging heavily to the floor with a dull thud as he gripped desperately onto the bed sheets instead.

Julian watched in awe as Driver spilled completely, thick creamy seed bright against the dark leather of his glove, and dripping down onto his jeans. Julian wondered whether the stain would still be there next time. Driver didn’t seem to mind the blood stain on the bottom of his jacket, after all.

With a relieved exhale, Driver stood, hastily tucking himself back into his jeans with a hiss as the cloth of his underwear grazed his softening, sensitive cock. He smoothed his clean glove through his mussed hair, wiping the other on the corner of the bedsheets before collecting his hammer from the floor and flexing his fingers around it.

Julian was flushed hot, not that Driver would be able to tell in this light, and feeling desperate. He managed to restrain himself from making any sound, despite the overwhelming urge to beg.

Driver tilted his head, gazing at Julian for a moment, silent and unreadable as ever, then turned and left, Julian still tied to the chair, aching and leaking into his underwear.

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Driver x Luke Glanton

Luke’s hands were as big as Drivers, that was clear to see. But while Driver had strong mechanic’s hands, Lukes, what with regularly squeezing around his motorcycle handlebars, were stronger.

They wrapped around Driver’s wrists with ease, pinning both his arms up above his head against the side of the trailer.

Driver was desperately breathless from the bruising kiss they’d just shared, cock straining in his jeans, and Luke noticed, smirking as he eyed him.

‘Sensitive, aren’t you,’ Luke drawled, leaning back in for a slightly more gentle kiss that made Driver’s head spin.

Luke thought he heard a whine, but it was so quiet he couldn’t be sure. Still, it stirred deep within his core, the familiar heat of arousal pulling at his cock, too.

With one last glance up and down Driver’s strong but skinny frame, he dove forward, licking a warm stripe up Driver’s neck and grinding against his stunt companion with a measured and deliberate roll of his hips, rutting faster as bliss spread through him.

Driver was losing control, squirming against the cool metal, weak in Luke’s grasp and driving him crazy with arousal.

Luke moaned, loud and unrestrained, their clothed cocks throbbing at the friction.

‘Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum in my pants- fuck,’ Luke muttered against Driver’s cheek, dipping back down to nip at his throat.

Those words sent a thrill through Driver’s body. He hadn’t actually done anything other than melt like putty in Luke’s warm hands, allow himself to be pressed against a trailer and writhe pathetically while Luke humped him.

Dizzy at the thought, his head dropped into the crook of the petty blonde’s neck and with a loud, shaky gasp, he came hard, filling his underwear with a release so forceful it shook his entire body, rocking the trailer with them.

‘Oh, that’s it baby, cum for me,’ Luke panted huskily, feeling his own climax fast approaching.

Driver dropped weakly against the trailer as his orgasm subsided, and Luke released the grip on his wrists, snaking both his arms around his lithe waist to keep him pressed close.

Driver’s fingers bruised against Luke’s thighs, his twitching, softening cock sensitive against the rough fabric still sliding rapidly against it.

‘Mmh,’ Luke moaned, his eyes on Driver’s handsome, fucked out face, ‘oh, fuck, yes-’

And as promised, he came in his pants, a rough growl vibrating through Driver’s core, causing a whimper to escape his parted lips.

Luke gradually slowed to a stop before kissing Driver again with the softest, most languid kiss he’d ever received.

‘Hey, I didn’t hurt you did I?’ Luke worried as he pulled away, stepping back and allowing Driver to gasp for some much needed air.

He didn’t answer, he just watched as Luke picked up each of his wrists in those big, strong, tattooed, hands and tenderly massaged where he’d gripped them hard before.

Driver felt a tear threatening his eyes and clenched his jaw, just about managing to keep it inside as Luke reached around to his lovers back pocket, pulling out the leather gloves he’d seen him stash there on the walk back here, and carefully slipping each one onto his hands for him, cupping his cheek with a warm palm when he was done. Driver leant into the touch so easily, Luke chuckled.

‘Don’t be a stranger, alright?’ Luke smiled, winking and after another look up and down, disappeared into his trailer.

Driver caught his breath and gathered himself. He knew he would be back again for sure. And not just to practise motorcycle stunts.

No, next time, he wanted to get inside that trailer. To wrap his hands around Luke, maybe… around that stupid Heartthrob tattoo decorating his throat. The one he couldn't stop thinking about.

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Driver x Lars Lindstrom

Driver leaned back against the porch, one knee bent as he propped his foot against the slightly flaky white cladding behind him.

Lars had wanted to light a fire for the evening, ever the romantic, and Driver felt an instant thrill run through him at the thought of watching him prepare it.

When Lars watched Driver work on a car at the garage after hours, he had this mesmerised, glazed over look in his eyes, and it was always so easy for Driver to make him sing afterwards, loud whimpers and gasping moans echoing the empty garage as his oil coated hands worked Lars over just how he liked it.

Tonight, the roles were reversed.

Lars was strong, stronger than even he realised. But Driver had noticed. Lars didn’t appear particularly athletic, but his grip was strong and his arms were powerful.  So it was simple: the promise of watching Lars chop wood was just too good to pass up on.

Lars’s first brawny swing of the wood cutter had Driver heaving out a shaky exhale, his fingers clenching into tight fists as his eyes trained on Lars’s every movement.

The sharp edge of the blade splitting the wood in two made his breath catch in his throat. There was a split second that Driver imagined Lars using it for more violent purposes, and his cock stirred at that, too.

Lars continued with ease; he’d done this a thousand times, and it didn’t seem out of the ordinary to him at. His wood chopping tool didn’t seem exciting in the least either. But then, how many cars had Driver worked on without thinking a thing of it, until Lars came along and changed his perspective for good.

Another log severed so seamlessly, and Driver felt his arousal building, almost chewing his toothpick in two. His cock was strained against the zipper of his jeans and he flexed his fingers again, needing to relieve the ache but as enticing as the thought of getting off to this delicious view was, now wasn’t the right time. He needed to see Lars build the fire for him, see his ease and confidence in the mundane task laced with amorous intentions. For him. All of this was for him.

He bit his lips together and looked away, suppressing a moan.

When he lifted his head, Lars had collected the logs under one arm, waving innocently at Driver with the other.

‘I’m done!’ he called.

Driver plucked the toothpick from between his teeth and tossed it to the ground, following as casually as he could muster back to Lars’s garage, his cock throbbing each time he took a step, the coarse fabric of his jeans rubbing up against it through his underwear.

Once inside, he made a beeline for the bed and perched on the edge, shaking off his jacket and folding it over his lap to disguise his arousal.

Lars got to work with the tiny log burner in the corner, but everything turned hazy for Driver. The fire seemed to have roared into life in the blink of an eye, images of Lars’s delicate fingers caressing the logs as he placed them almost lovingly on the grate flashing between each pump of precum from his cock.

‘Ah, much better,’ Lars muttered to himself as he admired his work and warmed his hands in front of the flames. He sat beside Driver and smiled nervously before resting his head against the leaner man’s shoulder.

Driver tried to force his breath even, but it wasn’t easy. Why did Lars have to be so soft? Always so kind and tender? It was dizzying at times like this.

Lars’s cheeks began to glow red soon enough, and he sat up to pull off his sweater, two layers of thermal underclothes still clinging to him, that, along with his newly messed up hair, made Driver’s heart leap.

Lars sensed the desire radiating from Driver and tentatively leaned in, pressing his lips carefully to his lovers, both of them leaning back until Driver was laid beneath Lars, their tongues sliding together slowly and sensually.

The heat of the fire and the weight of Lars and the way he’d displayed his strength so easily as though it was nothing, the way he’d wanted a romantic evening and would be happy with just kissing and cuddling and falling asleep together made Driver’s heart race.

He let out a hungry little mewl, muffled in Lars’s mouth, and Lars shifted above him, his thigh pressed deliciously against Driver’s cock, and that’s all it took.

Driver’s back arched off the bed, chest pressing up against Lars’s as he emptied his pent up arousal, cock throbbing through his release, aching for touch but satisfied enough with a drawn out climax that made his toes curl in his boots.

He hoped Lars wouldn’t notice. He was the one who made Lars weak at the knees, and it felt so alien yet so safe. He was sure Lars wouldn’t mind – he might even like it. But he didn’t want to ruin the atmosphere Lars had put effort into cultivating, so he kept it to himself.

Lars knew immediately, of course, having learned Driver’s body fast and eagerly. He felt a stir between his own thighs, but this wasn’t about him, so he curled up beside his sated Driver, resting against his chest, wrapping a comforting arm around his middle and drawing lazy patterns into his exposed midriff as they drifted off to sleep.

#not s f w 💀 #driver smut #driver #drive 2011 #driver x luke glanton #luke glanton #luke glanton smut #the place beyond the pines #driver x julian thompson #julian thompson smut #julian thompson #julian only god forgives #only god forgives #driver x lars lindstrom #lars lindstrom #lars lindstrom smut #lars and the real girl #lars and the real girl fic #drive fic #the place beyond the pines fic #only god forgives fic #ryan gosling smut #ryan gosling #ryan gosling fic #ken-dom writes

[elusivewildflower]

thanks to the babes in the goose groupies discord for a sporadic idea (looking at you @bellrose, @lloydsbitch, and @ninjathrowingstork) there is a third and completely surprise fic coming soon. who's ready for some kinktober with a tattoo artist!Luke Glanton?

#ryan gosling #luke glanton #the place beyond the pines fic #goose groupies

[elusivewildflower]

Ryan Gosling’s Character Zodiac Signs

Thank you to the girls in the baby goose renaissance discord for always being up for a discussion about Ryan’s characters. (@truesblue , @ninjathrowingstork & @axenno1211) also tagging a few mutuals who I think might enjoy reading this: @hederasgarden, @interlinked-within-cells​, @crownofdecit​, @ministryofutmosthappiness​, @adoresbenho​

I may add more of his characters once I watch more of his movies (or re-watch). Feel free to add to the discussion if you agree/disagree or have a character in mind that I don’t have listed yet!  

There will be spoilers for his movies, so if you haven’t seen one of them, keep on scrolling past the character! 

Courtland Gentry (The Gray Man) -- Capricorn (or possibly Gemini)

There are so many reasons why I believe Court is a Capricorn. @ninjathrowingstork​ said it best by saying Court has the Oldest Kid Mentality, being hyper-responsible for everyone. He’s extremely self-sufficient, calculating, cautious, observant and reserved. He checks the box of almost every trait a Capricorn should have---and a lot of them have probably helped him survive as long as he has as a Sierra. He’s also reliable, as Fitzroy knew that if Court was able to walk, he’d be coming to save him and Claire without a doubt. And I’ll be damned if anyone tries to tell him he wasn’t noble for stepping in and saving his brother from their father.   

However, we could also see Court as a Gemini, too. He’s charismatic, uses humor as a crutch, sarcastic, and adaptable. Though, I think I lean more towards a Capricorn for him. 

Holland March (The Nice Guys) -- Sagittarius

There are so many gifs I could use to represent Holland and his overall hot-mess-express self, but this one is a favorite of mine. Being a Sagittarius myself, it was easy to pick this sign as Holland’s. He’s a walking disaster, yet somehow extremely lucky. Holland’s also rather confident, friendly, flirty, unpredictable, and seems a bit careless like a Sag would be. I’d describe more in detail, but honestly it’s the chaotic energy that he exudes that really reinforces he’s a Sagittarius. 

Officer K (Bladerunner 2049) - Pisces

The main Pisces traits that I find in K are that he’s self-sacrificing, introspective, and sensitive. K tends to keep to himself, its a bit introverted and pensive at all times. Of course, it’s not easy for him to make friends in his world, but even when he’s around Joi, you can tell he’s in his head quite a bit before speaking to her. While K doesn’t show too many emotions, the sensitivity comes into play when he realizes he may or may not be the child, and it’s revealed that all K ever really wanted was to be real, have a family and be loved. The self-sacrificing....well, there’s a reason I chose the gif that I did. I don’t want to go into how the ending of this movie made me feel. 

Driver (Drive) - Scorpio

Surprisingly, Driver is the only character of Ryan’s that we thought was the same sign as Ryan himself. Scorpios are known to be intense, volatile and unpredictable, almost like a volcano. This really resonates with Driver in the moments where his anger is shown. He’s otherwise very quiet and seemingly calm, but his anger surmounts to a level that has him killing people in brutal ways. Scorpios also have the tendency to keep to themselves and are protective. Driver does all that he can to make sure that Irene and her son are safe, and other than them and Shannon, it’s clear that Driver keeps to himself and doesn’t have many friends. 

Luke Glanton (The Place Beyond the Pines) - Aries

Luke’s short-tempered manner definitely leans towards him being a fire sign, but add in his impulsiveness and he just screams Aries to me. Luke shows his short-temper several times in the movie, but most noticeably when he strikes Kofi with the wrench(?). He also shows his impulsiveness when he decides to rob 2 banks in one day, as well as when he decides to quit his job at the carnival to stay near his son without any sort of plan (though, that quick decision is understandable as he was set to leave the next day). Aries tend to have daredevil personalities, and I think we can all agree that Luke’s job at the carnival and his interest in robbing banks fits the definition of a daredevil. 

Julian Thompson (Only God Forgives) - Cancer

Cancers are known for being protective and doing the most for their loved ones. I feel this works best for Julian because he does the most for his mother in order to protect her. First, it’s mentioned that he killed his own father for her, and then it’s seen in the movie that he even tries to kill Chang in order to keep her safe. They’re also good with business, and Julian is the head of the family’s drug business, even though he’s the youngest. Generally, that sort of thing falls on the eldest child, so Julian had to have been picked to lead it for some reason. Cancers also tend to be sensitive but have a hard outer shell, and seek comfort. While Julian hardly speaks in this movie, it’s easy to see that he’s got some issues going on, but also that he seems to be a bit more of a sensitive type with a tough outer shell. He sits and listens to his mother talk down to him/about him, and while there’s no outward hint of being upset, a lot of his emotions show through in his eyes. He also craves comfort so much that he literally slices his mother’s stomach open and shoves his hand inside after she’s already dead. (Still shudder every time I think of this scene tbh.)  

Jacob Palmer (Crazy, Stupid, Love) - Capricorn (or possibly Leo) 

Jacob is our second Capricorn on this list. Capricorns tend to be persistent and know what they want, which is easily shown by how Jacob pursues Hannah, or even any of the women he sleeps with prior to dating her. They also tend to be good at giving advice to others, which is exactly what Jacob does for Cal. Capricorns also tend to carry emotional baggage without telling anyone, and we know from the scene with Hannah that Jacob is the way he is because his father was “too nice,” and his mother was rather cold and uncaring. Aside from drunkenly asking Hannah to ask a personal question, he’s probably never opened up to anyone about that before. 

Jacob could also be a Leo, as they’re known for being a bit vain, high maintenance, ambitious, wanting to stand out, and also like living a life of luxury. All of those things ring a bell for Jacob to me (And really, the list could go on there, too). 

Dean (Blue Valentine) - Libra

Dean is such an underrated character of Ryan’s. The movie tears you apart, and sure, Ryan is balding for most of the movie as he plays the older version of Dean, but god damn young Dean was fine as hell. He is so so so romantic and charming. He’s also 100% a relationship kinda guy, hopeless romantic who wants to find the love of his life and stay by her side until he dies. He tried so hard to keep the love alive in his relationship when his wife didn’t want to.  Libra’s are also supposed to be indecisive, and there’s a moment in the movie where Cindy asks why Dean chose to be a house painter when he was good at so many different things (especially a lot of creative ones---and Libra’s are also creative). I’d be willing to bet that indecisiveness on what he wanted to pursue is part of the reason he took the job and stayed there, even if he could’ve done better or did something he would’ve enjoyed more. 

There’s probably more I could find about him if I watched the movie again, but the hopeless romantic thing fits the most with a Libra. 

#ryan gosling #zodiac signs #court gentry #sierra six #officer k #luke glanton #holland march #driver #Jacob Palmer #julian thompson #the gray man fic #bladerunner 2049 #the nice guys #only god forgives #the place beyond the pines #blue valentine

[elusivewildflower]

wips update

Here are all of the fics I am currently working on in my drafts, if anyone was curious! 

♥ Warm the Lonely Night - Holland March x Reader (Babysitter Series pt. 3)

♥ Feel Like Makin’ Love - Court Gentry x Reader (Other Fitzroy! Universe/Stand-alone Fic) 

♥ My Door is Always Open - Driver x Reader (Hot Neighbor Series pt. 2)

♥ Friends in Low Places - Luke Glanton x Reader (New Series pt. 1)

♥ Unnamed Officer K x Reader fic - Requested by anon. 

♥ Unnamed Holland March x Private Investigator!Reader - Requested by anon.

#fics update #court gentry #holland march #driver #luke glanton #officer k #plus i already have the next 2 fics of the hot neighbor series planned out sooo #fic updates

[elusivewildflower]

hiii, the clip you just posted it’s from the movie “ blue valentine “ and it’s a great movie i recommend, it shows how things don’t always work out. But ryan was a sweetheart in this movie 😏😏 i think if you haven’t watched the movie, that you should write about his character, because every ryan character deserves love !!🫣

Hey there, anon!! Thanks so much! I always love getting to see Ryan be a sweetheart, so I'll need to move this movie up a few pegs on my watchlist! And I agree, all of his characters deserve love. <3 But damn if I don't need to stop coming up with so many fic ideas for different characters, it's a lot to keep up with. But I hope you've been enjoying all of the stories I've been creating for his characters, and I have plenty more on the way!!

#elusive answers #ive got the sierra six series going #got a driver from drive series planned #still got my holland march series ive gotta update #and now ive got a luke glanton series planned #i also wanna write more for K but idk if I'll create a series for him or just do standalone fics #phew its a lot

[elusivewildflower]

👀👀👀 I should have a new fic to post soon. Maybe tonight or tomorrow?

#it’s finally a luke glanton fic #it’s mostly sweet and fluff #as per my usual

[ken-dom]

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Don’t be afraid to ask if you want to see more of a certain character, it’s good for me to know and I’ll try my best!

Relevant warnings are included in the individual fic posts

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KEN ✧₊∘

∘₊✧ Ken blurbs, imagines, scenarios etc.

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∘₊✧ Comfort headcanons

∘₊✧ Lavender Ken worries he’s not good enough (includes original artwork)

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∘₊✧ NSFW headcanons

∘₊✧ Sex On The Beach Ken learns about the cocktail and gets curious

∘₊✧ Ken After Dark Ken has a dirty secret that you’ll only discover if you skip girls night (includes original artwork)

∘₊✧ Ken’s Glitter Ken’s stuff ✧₊∘ is not like other humans

∘₊✧ Ken’s First Orgasm Exactly what it says on the tin!

∘₊✧ Ken Can't Do Flips But He Sure Can Strip Ken wants to put on a little show for you

∘₊✧ Pretty Doll (Lars Lindstrom x Ken) Lars has a new doll

∘₊✧ It's Crazy How I Need Your Friction (Driver x Ken) Driver leaves a gift for Ken

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DRIVER ✧₊∘

∘₊✧ Driver blurbs, imagines, scenarios etc.

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∘₊✧ Kiss Driver has been fantasising about kissing you so much that when you do, it’s overwhelming

∘₊✧ Gloves Driver keeps his gloves on for you

∘₊✧ Lips You give Driver a blowjob

∘₊✧ Short Stories: Driver Three stories shipping Driver with Julian Thompson, Luke Glanton and Lars Lindstrom

∘₊✧ Bite My Lip ‘Til You Break It solo Driver, kissing kink

∘₊✧ It's Crazy How I Need Your Friction (Driver x Ken) Driver leaves a gift for Ken

∘₊✧ Everything Looks Better When The Sun Goes Down Driver gets hard from a car chase (and breaks into your house)

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HENRY LETHAM ✧₊∘

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∘₊✧ Your Voice Henry thinks he recognises you and finds comfort in your kiss

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∘₊✧ Make You Worse you encourage Henry to be what he considers his worst

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HOLLAND MARCH ✧₊∘

∘₊✧ Holland March blurbs, imagines, scenarios etc.

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∘₊✧ NSFW alphabet

∘₊✧ A Long Time Holland wants you, but he's scared to move on

∘₊✧ A Nice House (With Nice Carpets) You mess up the carpet in Holland’s nice house

∘₊✧ Did I Dream That? Holland had a great time last night. You were amazing, apparently.

∘₊✧ Perfect Match Holland’s first time in a long time

∘₊✧ Cumming For Days Holland wants you filled to the brim with him

∘₊✧ I Can Fix Him Holland can’t perform when he’s wasted (part of a triple threat with @hollandstrophyhusband and @webbo0 — fics linked in post)

∘₊✧ Interview With The Mermaid Holland gets curious about mermaid anatomy

∘₊✧ One More Night Holland get horny while you’re away

∘₊✧ Did You Get It? Holland gets horny in the middle of the day. And Healy is waiting right outside

∘₊✧ Forever (Holland March x Jackson Healy) Healy is amused with how much cum Holland can produce

∘₊✧ Dare To Dream (Holland March x Jackson Healy) There’s only one bed! And oops… Holland has a wet dream

∘₊✧ A Few Things About Holland You blindfold Holland

∘₊✧ Accidental Innuendo (Holland March x Jackson Healy) Holland needs to jerk off. Right. Now.

∘₊✧ March Magic Three times Holland couldn’t get it up and one time he did

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∘₊✧ Come Back To Me Nightmare or dream? Why not both. (part one of a two part series with @heresthestorymorningglory — fic linked in post)

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LARS LINDSTROM ✧₊∘

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∘₊✧ Lars blurbs, imagines, scenarios, etc.

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∘₊✧ K-I-S-S Scrabble night ends with a flustered Lars

∘₊✧ Home Lars has a question for you (includes original artwork)

∘₊✧ Signs Of A Lifetime Lars’s first New Years Eve

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∘₊✧ Thank You Lars’s first time

∘₊✧ Possession Lars needs to know you belong to him

∘₊✧ Prioritise Pleasure Lars is nervous about cumming

∘₊✧ Part 2 Lars wants to return the favour

∘₊✧ Pretty Doll (Lars Lindstrom x Ken) Lars has a new doll

∘₊✧ Training Wheels Lars is such a dirty boy, getting hard for you at a party. Only one thing for it: bathroom hand job

∘₊✧ What’s Left In Me (Lars Lindstrom x Bianca) Lars needs Bianca to know she’s his

∘₊✧ Riding Lars Lindstrom’s Thick Thighs Exactly what it says on the tin!

∘₊✧ Wake Up To Me Every Morning Lars gets a taste for you

∘₊✧ Lars and sexual desire thoughts and an imagine about Lars’s sexiness

∘₊✧ Thoughts on eating Lars’s pussy

∘₊✧ Lingered Lips you move in next door. Lars helps you settle in (and warm up)

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SIERRA SIX ✧₊∘

∘₊✧ Sierra Six blurbs, imagines, scenarios etc.

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∘₊✧ Alone Together you share a carnival date with Six

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∘₊✧ Aftercare headcanons

∘₊✧ Sense drabble in which Six can sense what you want

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STEVEN WINGDINGS ✧₊∘

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∘₊✧ Keyboard Smash Steven is not pleased with the font you’ve used. Until you find one he really likes

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JULIAN THOMPSON ✧₊∘

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∘₊✧ Touch Julian needs to learn he’s worthy of being touched

∘₊✧ Comfort Hurt/comfort and smut with Julian after the fight

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OFFICER K ✧₊∘

∘₊✧ K blurbs, imagines, scenarios etc.

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∘₊✧ Take Me Home A sleepy morning with K

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NOAH CALHOUN ✧₊∘

∘₊✧ Noah blurbs, imagines, scenarios etc.

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SEBASTIAN WILDER ✧₊∘

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∘₊✧ Dreams post-canon comfort drabble

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∘₊✧ Midnight Thoughts (Sebastian Wilder x Jacob Palmer) they end up sexting

∘₊✧ All of Your Flaws are Aligned with This Mood of Mine Seb goes too far during an argument

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LUKE GLANTON ✧₊∘

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∘₊✧ I've Got You On My Lips Luke gifts you lipstick. It's for you, and for him

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COLT SEAVERS ✧₊∘

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∘₊✧ I’ll Do Anything You Say If You Say It With Your Hands Long hair Colt + praise + overstimulation

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RYLAND GRACE ✧₊∘

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∘₊✧ The Stars Look Very Different Today Ryland is relieved to carry out what the computer suggests he needs today

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#ken-dom masterlist #ryan gosling fic #ryan gosling #ryan gosling x reader #ken #driver #holland march #henry letham #lars lindstrom #officer k #steven the papyrus guy #sierra six #julian thompson

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THE GRAY MAN

The Other Fitzroy Series

**Part One** (Sierra Six x Fitzroy!Reader | 7.5k)

You’re Donald Fitzroy’s eldest niece, and Claire’s older sister. This takes place about 2 years ago when the home address in Hong Kong was leaked. Reader is in their early 20s.

Part Two (Sierra Six x Fitzroy!Reader | 6.3k)

This chapter takes place in “present day” where Reader and Claire are currently held hostage in Croatia by Lloyd. Their uncle, Donald Fitzroy, is finally brought to join them, and Six shows up to save the day. Reader has a big secret that’s finally revealed.

Part Three (Sierra Six x Fitzroy!Reader | 5.8k)

You, Claire and your daughter have been held hostage by the CIA in Virginia for 2 weeks before Court finally shows up to rescue you again. Court gets to meet his daughter for the first time and your little family heads off to a safe house in the woods to lay low for a few days.

Cowboy!Court Series

Wide Open Spaces (Cowboy!Court x F!Reader | 4k)

After ending your five-year relationship, you find out your beloved Aunt left you her small Ranch out in the country. Desperate to get away from the city, you happily up and move several states away for a fresh start. What happens when you find out your new neighbor is a hot single dad? (Court and Claire have taken on their new life of father & daughter after the events of the movie and settled down on a ranch.)

Oneshots

**Taking Orders** (Sierra Six x F!Reader | 2k)

On a mission with Six, you do something that could’ve gotten you killed. Six is upset that you didn’t listen to him, and decides to teach you how to take orders.

Drabbles

**Needy** (Sierra Six x F!Reader | 916)

Court is tired and just wants to sleep, you have something else in mind.

THE NICE GUYS

Holly’s Babysitter Series

Sunday Breakfast (Holland March x F!Reader | 1.8k)

You’re Holly’s babysitter, surprising her (and her father) with a homecooked Sunday Breakfast to make up for missing her birthday party.

First Date (Holland March x F!Reader | 2k)

Holly calls to tell you her father is going out to work on a case, and you’re needed to babysit. Little do you know, this is just a set up. Holland is actually all dressed up and ready to take you out to dinner somewhere nice for your first date. Holly had promised to spend the night with Jessica, but when does she ever keep her promise?

Oneshots

Just Another Case (Holland March x Private Investigator F!Reader | 3.2k)

You and Holland have been partners for the last year, solving case after ridiculous case together. Even though you’ve been mistaken as a couple countless times while working, the two of you are simply close friends. You might have feelings for him, but you’re sure he doesn’t feel the same. That is, until one particular case comes along on your laundry day, where you’re down to your last piece of clean clothing—a dress and no underwear.

DRIVE

Hot Neighbor Series

Hot Neighbor to the Rescue (Driver x F!Reader | 2.6k)

You decide to walk home from a friend’s apartment that’s only a few blocks away from yours late at night. When a group of men try to corner and grab you, your hot new neighbor shows up to save you.

THE PLACE BEYOND THE PINES

Oneshots

I Want You to Stay (Luke Glanton x F! Reader | 2.2k)

The carnival is back in town, and you’re hoping to capture Handsome Luke’s attention just like last year. After all, the news you have to share might be enough to keep him around for more than a few days.

GANGSTER SQUAD

Oneshots

Take My Last Name (Sgt. Jerry Wooters x F!Reader | 1.8k) 

You begrudgingly leave Jerry’s bed and arrive back home at the wrong time, just as your uncle has realized that his mansion has been bugged by cops. You’ve been out and about more often the last month, and he believes you may have something to do with ratting him out. He places his hands on you, and when you are freed, you run right back to Jerry.

BLADERUNNER 2049

Drabbles

Dance With Me (Officer K x Reader | 872 )

One of your favorite songs comes on while you’re cooking dinner, you ask K to dance with you.

MARVEL - BUCKY BARNES

Oneshots

**Girls Night Out** (Bucky Barnes x F!Reader | 5.3k)

A girls night out with friends to celebrate finally being single again turns into being walked home by the guy who’s eyes you kept catching.

#masterlist

[elusivewildflower]

Who I Write For:

Here is the list of characters that I will write fics/drabbles for and will accept requests for. This may be updated periodically.

Sierra Six/Court Gentry (The Gray Man)

Holland March (The Nice Guys)

Driver (Drive)

Officer K (Bladerunner 2049)

Julian Thompson (Only God Forgives)

Luke Glanton (TPBTP)

Sgt. Jerry Wooters (Gangster Squad)

Jacob Palmer (Crazy, Stupid, Love)

#i'll probably add more when i watch more of his movies #one day i'll add non-ryan characters #requests info #holland march #sierra six #officer k #luke glanton #jacob palmer #sgt jerry wooters #julian thompson #driver