Ok I Think Ive Read Every Deadpool & Logan Fic On This App! Back To Writing Ur Requests

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jacob elordi

andrew garfield

hayden christensen

adam driver

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megan fox

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i have a two part ron song fic i’ve been working on coming out today and tmrw eeekkkk! im so excited i loveeee him and i loveee the song, the ron girlies are underfed i must fix this!

slip off my new dress

description: finding a new sense of closeness with ron

pairing: ron weasley x fem! reader

contains: 18+, minors dni, smut, & p in v. characters aged up to 18.

song: juna by clairo

w.c: 810

|an: i think i did too much but 😛 lmk, i still think this is so cute tho.

part one part two

you make me wanna, go dancing

you make me wanna, try on feminine

you couldn’t believe this; really, you’d only ever thought about kissing his beautifully pink, pouty lips, but you’d never thought in a million years you’d be doing it here now.

you’d somehow ended up from the couch to his four poster bed within his dorm, curtains shut closed, and silenced with a quick muffliato charm from ron. the feeling of his warm, wet plush lips against yours was enough to awaken a feeling inside of you that left you craving so much more of him, all of him.

ron couldn’t stop himself, not if he tried. he was absolutely enamored by you, and he had the best view in the world underneath him right now. your flushed face, heavy tired eyes full of lust, and reddened lips from all the kisses you’ve shared within the last few minutes.

relishing in the feeling of each other was all you could do, the closeness you felt within the connection between your lips deepened as you slipped your tongue from your mouth into his, which brought on a new pace for the both of you.

"i need you, ron,” you’d said between kisses. that’s all he needed to hear.

you make me wanna, go buy a new dress

you make me wanna, slip off a new dress

“can i take this off? please?" he begged as you nodded quickly, chest heaving from the change of pace and the new sense of urgency to feel each other as his hands found the hem of your shirt, lifting it above your head and off of your body to reveal your braless tits.

“so beautiful f'me,” he’d said after quickly pulling his own shirt off, his lips immediately finding one of your hardened nipples, his hand massaging the other.

the new sensation left your mind cloudy, and panties wet as all that managed to escape your lips was an “oh, ron,” fingers tangled in his soft, red hair as he continued taking turns sucking, licking, and biting at your breasts.

you couldn’t take it anymore; you needed him now. you’d cupped his cheeks and pulled him back up to kiss you again, his lips hot and wet from the time he spent sucking and pleasing your tits.

you took this opportunity to unbutton and slip off his pants and boxers in the same motion; he’d gotten the memo and did the same for you. as he now positioned himself between your legs, he’d dragged the tip of his cock from your ready hole up to your throbbing clit, circling it with the wetness he had collected from doing so.

ron had finally found it within himself to whisper, “are you sure this is okay?” as he aligned himself with your entrance. looking up at him and nodding with pleading eyes was all you could do, your body overwhelmed by the newfound sensation as your eyes were locked in with one another.

don't even try

i don't have to think

with you, there's no pretending

“talk to me, love. is this okay?” he’d asked again, his eyes still focused on you, awaiting your response.

“yes, ron, more than okay.” you responded desperately; that’s the last thing you said before the wind was knocked out of your lungs. as he finally pushed into you, he recognized the look of slight pain on your face, lowering himself down to wrap his arms around your neck and peppering soft kisses along your forehead, nose, cheeks, and chin until you’d had every single inch of him buried inside of you.

"move, please, baby,” you’d pleaded. he obeyed as he began to slowly pull out and push back in to your wet cunt. you’d moaned while his mouth dropped slightly agape as his eyes dropped down to watch himself drag himself in and out of you again and again.

his pace quickened, and his cock sank deeper and deeper with each thrust of his hips as your moans and the sound of your skin slapping against each other became louder and louder.

you’d felt the coil in your stomach tighten, ready to snap at any given moment as ron continued his quick pace.

"oh, ron, im gonna.." you gasped out as you wrapped your arms tightly around his neck to ground yourself.

“me too, love; it’s okay. with me, okay?” he’d said between breaths, hips snapping against yours at a relentless pace.

finally, you’d felt the coil snap as you reached your climax, ron experiencing the same as his hips stuttered as he reached his high with you. he collapsed on top of you, causing you to let out a breathy laugh as he smiled against your chest, eventually falling asleep to the comfort and calmness of each other's rising and falling chests.

you know me, you know me

and i just might know you too,

come to me slowly

Hi! I like your Deadpool as your boyfriend post, can you please do Logan as your boyfriend next? 😄

logan howlett (wolvie)

…as your boyfriend!

description: wolverine, logan howlett as your boyfriend!

pairing: wolvie x you!

|an: my man my man he love me!

- he’s so big and so tall and scruffy and so mmm. that’s your man! and u want everyone to know it

- like i keep mentioning, he is manhandling tf out of you no matter ur size, all the time!

- he thinks it’s soo cute that he can pick you up in his arms with ease and he loves to hear squeal out a “logaaan!” as he throws you on to the bed

- he’s so standoffish and kinda shy when you’re first around each other bc he’s sooo into you and he thinks you’re so cute

- but once he founds out you dig him too ooo girl

- he grows such a big soft spot for you, you’re the only person that ever sees him vulnerable. and he’s such a silly goose.

- he becomes so much more himself, he’s messing with you all the time throwing teasing insults with a smirk on his face just to watch you get all riled up from him.

- he’s also flirting with you 24/7 girl he’s hot and he knows it. sometimes he’s rather crude but you like it. so it’s okay!

“nice shorts you got there little lady” he said with a teasing tone as you walked past him into the kitchen to grab a quick snack.

“god they’re not even that short!” you’d said, pulling them down a bit. they were that short. but hey, they did the job.

and by job, you mean drive logan crazy.

- but once you become his omg…

- you’re his. nobody is touching you and he’ll make sure of that. and it’s pretty hot.

- if anybody even has body language that even slightly seems like they’re into you oh girl….

- they’re becoming a new scratching post!

- not only are you his, but he’s yours. super loyal! and if he can’t get someone off his back, you bet your ass you will!

- you always feel so protected and he always makes you feel so protected because you are! he would do anything for you and to make sure his lover is safe and sound.

- he’s so obsessed with you and he’s not afraid to hide it, he’s not overly affectionate but he is in fact a cuddle monster.

- he’ll hold your hand, or shove a hand in your back pocket, or lend you his jacket to let people know your his, but he saves the good stuff for back at home.

- you’re also his drinking buddy, he isn’t a fan of the tequila like you are, he’ll stick to his whiskey. but he always takes care of you after a night out and makes sure you’re snug as a bug!

- he is the biggest dom ever omg it’s so hard to get him to sub out for you but when he finally does it’s the best night of your life.

- all the noises he makes that you’ve never heard from him are music to your ears.

- a MUNCH. need i say more? thats why he got that damn beard!

- oh and we know those abs are like a pack of buttered up hawaiian rolls and you wanna go for a ride!

- of course he’ll let you! anything for his babygirl, lick em, touch em, fuck em, anything his baby wants. as long as he gets to watch and as long as you feel good.

- he also loves the praise as you ride yourself out on his abs.

- he loves attention and praise, especially when it’s about his figure.

you and logan lie in bed, his figure cradling yours as he slowly felt you slot your head between his craned arm.

“your muscles are so big babe. give me a lil flex.” you stated, holding on to outside of his forearm with your neck between the underside his forearm and bicep.

“you’re crazy bub.” he states, chuckling and lightly flexing his arm, not enough to hurt you but enough to satisfy you and make you giggle as his big muscles squished your cheeks together.

- you’re always touching his muscles, they’re so hot. and hey, he doesn’t work out like that for nothing! he loves it when you cling to his biceps, or run your fingers down his chiseled back.

you know me

description: ron and reader being friends, they both know it looks so weird of them to be so touchy when they’re just friends but they both love the physical affection and connection they have…what’s so wrong with that?

paring: ron weasley x reader

contains: song fic, fluff, friendship, lowk fwb…except it’s just platonic lol. for now..

song: juna by clairo.

w.c: 974

|an: kinda a self indulgent fic but i hope you guys love it too! i love love love ron and ive had this idea for a while, part two is going to be smutty.

part one part two

come to me slowly

it's when you talk close enough

that is feel it on my skin

breathe it in

your best friend. that’s all he was really; at least that’s what you thought. there had always been a lingering feeling, a what-if that always crossed your mind, but that thought was always pushed back into the back of your head. you and ron were friends, nothing more, nothing less.

little did you know, he felt the same. you were one of the most important people in his life; he would put you up there with family. you both meant a great deal to each other. sure, there were some wishful thoughts, but no, he couldn’t as much as he wanted it. you were just friends, nothing more, nothing less.

most of these days

i don't get too intimate

why would i let you in?

but i think again

everybody knows, but you two—i mean, it’s obvious. anyone with a pair of working eyes could see that you and ron shared an inseparable type of love, more than that of just friends. you did everything together and spent all your time together. you eat right beside him, your shoulders always touching for every meal, laughing and making jokes. be never fails to walk you to all your classes. you study together, do your homework together, ditch classes together, spend hogsmeade trips together—everything.

you and ron were also no strangers to physical affection; after all, it’s the reason you met.

third-year care for magical creatures class, the day the two of you met. you’d always been a little scared of the mythical creatures that inhabited the wizarding world; they were untelling and unpredictable.

“isn’t he beautiful?” hagrid bellowed as buckbeak strutted forward from behind him, making an animalistic shriek and catching the piece of meat hagrid threw at him into his mouth. everyone stepped back in fear to avoid being anywhere close to the creature; you were especially terrified.

the second buckbeak shrieked, you gripped the arm of the person next you, who just so happened to be ron, of whom had never had a woman touch him like this before, until now.

bloody hell, he thought to himself, his cheeks reddening and his breath faltering. for some reason, your touch felt good to him. in fact, he didn’t want you to let go until you did.

“oh my god! i’m so sorry, im such a chicken sometimes i really-" You’d blabbered, face reddening until he interrupted you.

“It’s okay, really. bloody thing gave me a bit of a fright too.” he said it with a slight chuckle at the end, which tugged the corners of your mouth into a grin. from then on, you became inseparable.

i don't even try

i don't have to think

with you, there's no pretending

it’s been two, almost three years now, and you know each other inside and out. you were now seated in your favorite spot which just so happened to be the couch in front of the fireplace in the gryffindor common room; you’d spend a lot of time there with him. talking, laughing, studying…holding hands, cuddling...his arm draped along your shoulder as he listened to you complain about your recent potions assignment. which you two considered casual, everybody else didn’t.

“he’s practically on top of her! pay up already!” fred exclaimed in a hushed whisper to george as they peaked from behind the staircase at the couple.

to which george rolled his eyes, “yeah, but they always do this; it’s really nothing new. you know that.” fred had an annoyed expression now plastered on his face, silence telling as he continued to watch the scene in front of him unfold.

you know me, you know me

and i just might know you too

come to me ready

you two knew people thought it was weird, but for you guys, it was just comfort. It was providing a sense of security; you were just showing your love for each other! what’s so wrong with that? 

you’d blabbered on about how you were so sick of snape and his big dumb stupid assignments that you couldn’t stand any longer. ron was listening, of course he was listening. he always listened to you, but today he was more focused on you than your ranting. he was focused on the way your lips moved while you spoke, the beauty marks that detailed your face so delicately, the slope of your nose, the way your thick eyelashes fanned across your eyelids, and the way your eyebrows creased in frustration as you read out snape's rubric for his newest assignment. 

“i mean, it’s ridiculous! look at this, ron. he wants—“ you started, but were cut off by ron’s own statement.

“you really are beautiful, you know.” he didn’t even register what he said until the words escaped his lips, but he wasn’t scared, nor was he shy around you. he knew you. he knew the time was right; this was the moment he had been subconsciously waiting for. 

a slight blush crept on your cheeks as you smiled, cupped his right cheek with your hand, and gave him a kiss on the other. “thanks ron. you don’t look too bad yourself, you know.”

he laughed and unwrapped his arm from around your shoulders to give you a slight push, knowing it would get you going. 

“oh, you’re in for it now.” you’d stated, bringing your legs up from the couch and kneeling on the cushions below you to shove him with both hands, using all your might to knock him over. 

he hardly moved; despite your efforts, he let out an “oh, am i?" and nothing more before wrapping his arms around your waist and roughly laying you out on the couch, as he brought his hands up to begin tickling your sides. 

“oh! really?” you gasped, "you think i don’t have siblings too? don’t make me start kicking weasley,” you’d stated in between breaths. 

he stopped at once, raising his arms up in a defeated manner, “okay. okay. you win.” 

“that’s what I thought.” you’d said catching your breath. you didn’t realize it, but in this moment, ron was sure of something he never thought he would be so sure of in his life.