#ryan lucan fic

[bambinella]

Celebration

A/N: Back at it again with True Colors! My mind has not known peace since I fully discovered Life is Strange and I'm perfectly fine with that. Have another fluffy one! Enjoy!

Summary: It's been exactly a year since Alex arrived at Haven, and Steph and Ryan are deadset on celebrating

Warnings: Fluff and tickles

Word Count: 1768

“If you think this is funny, you should see her drooling face!”

“Wouldn’t dream of missing it. And you get to witness this every day? As per usual, I envy you, Gingrich.”

“What can I say dude, I won the jackpot.” 

Two voices in her dream. One low, one higher pitched, and surprisingly loud and close to her. Huh, that was weird. Out of all the dreams she had had so far, this was by far the most realistic one. And the heaviest. Wait, heaviest? Alex groaned as she slowly started to wake up, trying to move. Nothing. Even weirder.

“Oh look, someone’s finally waking up!” 

That was definitely Steph's voice, she was sure of it. Why did it sound like it was coming from above her? With a lot of effort, she opened her eyes. At first she was greeted by the sight of her pillow. Then with the realization that her blankets weighed a lot more than they should.

“What the–” Alex mumbled as she lifted her head, actually waking up now. She was laying on her stomach, hugging her pillow with both arms. She looked back over her shoulder and– ah. That explained something. Steph was laying across her back, and Ryan was laying across her legs.

“Thought you’d never wake up. Steph was right when she said you’d sleep through a literal bomb,” Ryan teased with a grin. 

“Hey don’t bully her, only I can bully her,” Steph said while smacking the back of Ryan’s head, before continuing to play with Alex’ hair. 

“You guys… what are you doing here?” Alex asked with a yawn, half groggy, fully sleepy. She was always happy to see them, but she was slightly confused by their presence this early. And also by the fact that they were laying on top of her.

“We were waiting for you to wake up, of course!” Ryan smirked as he sat himself on top of the bed, next to her legs to make it more comfortable for her. 

“Let me rephrase that… why are you two here so early? Like, Steph being here goes without saying, but why both of you? And how did you even get in here, Ryan?” Alex asked with a chuckle. She tried to sit up, but Steph playfully refused to move from her position, so she was stuck. 

“I let him in, of course!” Steph said as if it was the most logical thing in the world. Well it kinda made sense, but still. “He’s here because it’s a special day!” She added.

“Is it?” Alex asked, wracking her brain to think of a reason. Nothing had been marked down in the calendar, so she didn’t have a clue to be honest.

“What day is it today, Alex?” Steph asked, a smile audible in her voice. Alex looked back at them over her shoulder again, and she could practically feel the joy radiating from her. She could also see that they expected her to know the answer by now. Alas, she didn’t.

“Ehm… tuesday?” She answered after taking a sneak peek at her trusted calendar in the background. This earned an eye-roll from her best friend and girlfriend, and it seemed they couldn’t hide it any longer, whatever it was.

“It’s the 28th of april!” Ryan said while waving his hands in the air. When it still didn’t ring a bell, both of them rolled their eyes at the same time again. 

“Oh my god, you really are clueless! It’s been exactly a year since you arrived in Haven!” Steph added with a wide grin, squeezing her girlfriend’s shoulders excitedly. Alex blinked, and then realized they were right.

“Oh! Ooooh! Wow, it’s really been a year already huh? Aww you guys remembered! That’s cute!” Alex gushed at them. Honestly these two were simply adorable.

“Yeah duh! We’ve been planning this day all week! We got people covering our shifts, so today we celebrate!” Steph smiled widely. So that’s why she’d been more sneaky the previous week. Now it made sense.

“You guys are sweet. And sneaky. Did your plans have to include waking me up early in the morning though? Because if I recall, that is still a crime,” Alex said while hugging her trusted pillow again with a smile. Steph playfully sighed while shaking her head.

“Alex, it’s 10am, we’ve talked about this. Waking you up at 10am is not early in the morning, and therefore not a crime,” She said, to which Ryan nodded in agreement.

“Hmm I’m not convinced. And I don’t know, what if I just want to stay in bed all day to celebrate, hm?” Alex questioned. She’d never actually do that, considering how they planned stuff for her, but she loved pulling their legs a little. Ryan gasped dramatically and put a hand on his chest.

“Are you telling me that you would actively not cooperate with us? After everything we’ve been through together?” He asked, even more dramatically. Alex couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“Maybe, waking me up early is a pretty big crime, and I’m still the Queen of Haven sooo,” She replied with a smug grin. Steph and Ryan shared a look, and grinned mischievously.

“You do realize that not cooperating with us is a bigger crime, right? And in this Queendom called Haven, if you commit a crime you get punished for it immediately~!” Steph said as she sat herself down on Alex’ lower back, while Ryan laid himself down on top of her legs again. Alex opened her eyes as she realized they were up to something, yet before she could even think about doing something she burst into surprised laughter. Steph’s hands lightly scratched at her ribs while Ryan squeezed the backs of her thighs through the blankets.

“AAHHAH! W-waahahahait!” Alex cried out, immediately trying to roll away from the two gremlins on her back. She reached backwards and grabbed Steph’s wrists, trying to pull them away from her body. Unfortunately for her, she couldn’t muster up any strength due to the position she was in, and because she was giggling like a fool.

“There’s that laugh! C’mon Alex, we both know you’re too ticklish to win against us, so all you gotta do is agree with whatever we have planned for you!” She teased with a wide grin while continuing to gently shake her hands into her ribs. 

“We promise we definitely didn’t plan anything embarrassing for you at all,” Ryan added with a giggle of his own, reaching under the blankets to tickle the backs of her knees. Alex thrashed as much as she could with two grown-ass adults laying on top of her, which wasn’t a lot.

“Guys! Stohohohoop! Nohoho tickling! NOHHOHO WAIT STEHEHEPH!” She squealed with laughter as her girlfriend’s nails moved under her shirt to flutter all over her upper back and neck. Of course Steph would go for one of her worst spots, Alex realized as she pulled her pillow over her head in an attempt to hide. Sadly for her, Steph was determined to make her surrender.

“Aww you really thought that’d work? How cute! Just give in, because I can do this aaaall day,” She laughed evilly while fluttering her nails up the sides of Alex’ neck, all the way to her ears. Ryan smiled and shook his head as he looked at his two best friends. He knew exactly how ruthless Steph could be in tickle fights, and how doomed Alex was if she remained stubborn. He’d been in that position countless times before.

“You better listen to her Alex, she’s not bluffing,” He said, suppressing a shiver as Steph looked back at him with a knowing grin. Deciding to step it up, he sneaked his hand further under the covers until he reached one of Alex’ feet, quickly raking his blunt nails up and down her sole. Alex was sure her soul left her body in that very moment. And that the entire town heard her squeal.

“OKAY I’M UHUHUHUP! I’M AWAAHAHAKE!” She roared with laughter, almost glad she couldn’t move her legs because otherwise she definitely would have kicked Ryan off the bed, with the possibility of a bloody nose. Ryan smirked and pulled his hand away immediately, yet Steph only grinned at her.

“Aww are you sure? Don’t you want five more minutes?” She asked teasingly, lightly running her nails up and down the back of her arms. Alex shook her head and pulled her arms up as far as she could, burying her face into one of them to smother the hysterical giggles. 

“Steph I sweehehehear! I’m gonna peeehehehehehee!” She was too busy giggling her head off to really notice Ryan dragging Steph off of her, but she did realize they’d stopped the vicious attack and moved off the bed since she could properly breathe again.

“Okay I think she’d had enough for now, before she actually pees herself. Which reminds me, Alex, I got a funny story about Ste–” He said, yet quickly got cut off by a series of jabs into his sides.

“Alright enough of that! Get out right this instant! And you,” Steph said with a laugh as she pushed him out the door before turning back to her girlfriend, pointing a finger at her. “You better be downstairs in half an hour at last. If not…” She added, wiggling her eyebrows mischievously before leaving through the door as well. Alex, who had finally caught her breath again, felt very breathless at that moment. She remained in the same position for a little longer, giggles still spilling from her lips as she thought about what had happened just now. She really loved these two dorks. Her dorks.

“Well, you heard the lady, better get ready before she storms back in,” Alex said to herself with a chuckle, dragging herself out of bed towards the bathroom to get ready. To say she was excited was an understatement. About half an hour later she finally came downstairs, looking around for Ryan and Steph. Easily spotting them at one of the tables, she made her way over with a huge smile.

“You ready for the best day of your life?” Steph asked with an equally big smile as she stood up, softly bumping her shoulder against Alex’. The younger woman could only nod at that. 

“Let’s do it,” She smiled, playfully bumping her hips against Steph to return the favor and push her towards the door. The three of them headed out of the Black Lantern, and Alex was ready to start whatever activities the duo had planned for her.

[meg-noel-art]

I have not written in forever!! Please enjoy some Chenrich 🤲

[rainboq]

One AU I have not been able to get out of my head is putting the LiS characters on the Titanic.

Max still has her powers, but the vision(s) she keeps getting are either of the iceberg collision or the ship sinking.

The story wouldn't likely follow the plot from the movie unless heavily modified.

Honestly I usually find myself not wanting to write Max with her powers. They all too easily become all purpose plothole filler, and they serve a very specific emotional and narrative function in the game. Max's anxiety manifesting as minor clairvoyance in the days before the Kodak Brownie? Now that I can absolutely see, even if it's generally dismissed as Max's nerves getting the better of her again.

The fun thing that writing the Arcadia Gays and even the Haven Homies on the Titanic is that it lets you explicitly play with the class and social dynamics that are subtext. Chloe is German working poor, while Max is the same but Irish, they're absolutely in Third Class, but Chloe's mischief making probably means they won't be there for long. If you're bringing Alex along for the ride, she'd be there too along with Gabe and the Lucans being a Scottish mining family. (Yes there were Asian passengers on the Titanic!)

We know Steph's mother is Catholic, but personally I HC her dad as Jewish, but they're a bit more well off. I can see the Gingrich clan maybe making their way to Second Class. The Marshes are Proper English Stock, but not all that well off themselves. They're probably also in Second Class, following Kate's father to the new world on what's probably missionary work. Who knows what sections of the ship that Kate is going to have to chase her little sisters through, and which particular miscreants she might meet along the way.

Victoria and Rachel are absolutely in First Class, being WASPs up to the gills. Rachel, however, aims to misbehave and almost certainly starts slumming it in Third Class the most first chance she gets. Victoria turns her nose up at such behaviour, but... she's curious, and Rachel seems to be having more fun than any tea party or fancy dinner with the officers might offer. Besides, carrying on with anyone from Third Class is sure to ruffle their parents feathers, and that's always a plus.

It's pretty fertile ground for playing around, never mind which Runaways might be stowing away below decks. I hope you write it!

[fagryanlucan]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Life is Strange: True Colors (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gabe Chen/Ryan Lucan Characters: Gabe Chen (Life is Strange), Ryan Lucan Additional Tags: Trans Ryan Lucan, Rope Bondage, degradation kink, Verbal Humiliation, Praise Kink, Sub Ryan Lucan, Dom Gabe Chen, Vaginal Sex, Pre-Canon, Established Relationship, definitely unrealistic kink, The teensiest threat of anal (but they're both into it), Breeding Kink, this is so nasty. they are so in love. Summary:

"Are you going to explain the rope?" He asks.

"Yeah," Gabe says, starting on the buttons of his own shirt. "I was doing some research—"

"Research?"

"—And I came across a store selling this rope, and it reminded me of you. Well, of your favorite flannel."

[brettthesimmer]

izzie stays in haven

so awhile ago, i wrote an au where izzie stays in haven. it was abandoned for a bit, but now im back to it because inspiration striked. if that is something you're interested in, go read it! it features trans masc ryan, trans fem alex, izzie ofc, and more fun stuff that is yet to be revealed.

[2dmenenthusiast]

"I love you."

(Ryan Lucan x Gn!Reader)

Hey heeyyyy um disclaimer this one is DEPRESSING. I wrote this every time I felt a lil sad so like, I am basically pouring my soul out to yall lmaooo but I hope some of you find comfort in this fic if you relate at all, and remember that you are loved :)

Reblogs and feedback is always encouraged and appreciated!

Words: 3k

Summary: feeling lonely and cooped up in your apartment, you call Ryan in the middle of the night to help quiet the racing thoughts in your head.

Warnings: talks of depression, self-hate, anxiety, just a whole lotta sad, Ryan loves you so much

1:30

2:03

2:47

Your head lolled to the side as you checked the time again.

3:15

A groan left you, bringing your hands up and dragging your palms over your face. Exhaustion tugged at your eyelids, urging you to close them and doze off. But every time you tried, you just couldn’t. And you had tried everything. Counting sheep, drinking tea, watching some relaxing videos. Nothing seemed to work. Throwing the blankets off you, your bare feet touched the cold wood floor as you padded over to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water. You quickly felt bile rise up in your throat and choked the water down, spluttering out a cough and spitting into the sink. God, you felt like shit.

It had been like this for the past couple days. You’d stay cooped up in your small apartment, never going out unless it was for work, and you’d lay in bed, feeling like absolute shit for just laying around, but feeling too tired to do anything else. Tired, yes, considering the fact that you could barely catch more than three hours of sleep these past couple nights.

Tears of frustration sprung and you quickly wiped at your eyes, mentally scolding yourself for how silly you were being. Christ, some days you just felt like you were suffocating, like everything happening around you was just too much to deal with. And there were moments where you wished you could just sink into the floor, and never be seen or heard from again.

But not tonight.

The loneliness you felt was overwhelming, desperately wanting to reach out and talk to one of your friends, but feeling too ashamed to burden them with your frantic thoughts and shifting emotions. You knew they were worried about you. They would place their reassuring hands on your shoulder and give you that look, that single expression that always asked the same thing.

Are you okay?

And you’d give them that simple halfhearted smile, lips twitching up in a small effort to lie to them.

I’m okay.

With trembling hands, you searched for your phone on your bed and scrolled through your limited contacts, lip pulled between your teeth as you contemplated who to reach out to. You were hyper aware of the sound of your own heartbeat, and you tentatively pressed on Ryan’s name, thumbs hovering over the phone's keyboard. It felt like minutes had passed as you contemplated what to say, frantically typing a sentence before quickly deleting it, and typing up another one. You deleted it again, and again, and again. Nothing sounded right, and you were too worried about sounding desperate or clingy.

You eventually gave up and threw the phone on the bed with a frustrated sigh, crossing your arms over your chest and pacing back and forth.

He’s probably sleeping anyway.

But you couldn’t stop staring at your phone, the thing practically screaming at you to pick it back up. Your thoughts fought with one another, everything threatening to come spilling out all at once. Before you could scream out your frustration, you snatched your phone back up and jammed your thumb on the call button. You heard it ring, once, twice, and hung up before the third.

Fuck, what am I doing?

You pressed the call button again.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring—

You hung up.

“This is stupid. God, this is so fucking stupid!”

Taking a deep breath, you called him again, frantically tapping your foot and bringing the phone up to your ear.

Please pick up. Or don’t pick up. Either is fine. Fuck, do I want him to pick up? This is stupid, this is fucking stupid, I’m fucking stupid—

“Uh, hey?”

Your eyes widened at the sound of Ryan’s groggy voice, not believing that he actually answered, and you struggled to find your voice.

“You there—?”

“Hey! Um— sorry, I just… Did I wake you?”

There was a moment of silence on his end, and you knew that you had.

“No! No, I was just uh, reading. You know, nature stuff.”

You couldn’t help but grin at the thought of Ryan staying up this late just to read about plants and animals, as if he didn’t already know everything about them.

“Wow, sounds riveting.”

He chuckled, and the sound had your chest feeling warm. Neither of you said anything for a moment, not sure how to continue a conversation at almost three-thirty in the morning. You almost hung up, too embarrassed to admit why you called when you heard him clear his throat.

“Uh, is there a reason you called so late? Is everything okay?”

You spluttered for a moment, hand rubbing the back of your neck as heat uncomfortably crawled over your skin. “Y-Yeah! Yeah, everything’s fine. Just uh… you know.” You cringed at your awkward behavior, pressing the edge of the phone against your forehead. “Sorry, I— this was dumb, I shouldn’t have called. I’ll let you get back to sleep.”

“Wait, wait. Hold on.”

You sighed, sitting on the edge of your bed and playing with a loose thread on your blanket as you waited for him to continue. Great, now he was definitely going to know that something’s wrong.

“Hey, you know you can talk to me, right? Whatever’s bugging you, you can tell me.”

You and Ryan had been dating for the past five months, and while you undeniably felt more comfortable around him than you ever had another person, you had never let him see this side of you. This version of you where your brain was constantly on overdrive, overthinking every little thing, your breath always catching in your throat from the overwhelming anxiety that built up in the pit of your stomach. You felt like you were standing on the outside, looking down at yourself. And you loathed it. And while you wanted to confide in him, you felt like you couldn’t. Ryan was a constant positive in your life, and you didn’t want to muddy it up by letting your gloomy thoughts and feelings interfere.

But god, you were so tired. While you could usually power through it, the weight of the loneliness and frustration you felt was almost crushing, and your hand curled into a fist at your side as your jaw clenched painfully, the tears from earlier resurfacing.

“Um, c-can I see you? It’s okay if you don’t want to, I know it’s really late and you probably just wanna sleep. But I just- I didn’t know who else to call, a-and I know I’m probably just being stupid and—”

“Hey, you’re not stupid, okay? I’ll be over in a little bit.”

Your eyes slightly widened. “Really? Like I said, you really don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“I want to. I want to see you.”

You bit down on your bottom lip, softly sniffling as you quickly wiped at your eyes, and you hoped that Ryan didn’t catch onto the fact that you were crying. “Okay.”

“Okay. I’ll see you in ten, alright?”

You hummed into the phone before hanging up, shoulders slumping as you placed your hand against your forehead.

It’s fine. Everythings fine.

Rifling through your drawers, you took out a pair of comfortable sweatpants and a loose fitted shirt, throwing Ryan’s flannel that he left at your place over it, and catching a small whiff of his scent. The familiar smell of the outdoors and amber was almost comforting, and you found yourself pressing your cheek into your shoulder to get a better smell. 

Ten minutes couldn’t have gone by fast enough, and you were racing down the steps of your apartment as soon as you saw the headlights of Ryan’s truck in front of your building, not wanting to spend another second without his presence. He was in the process of unbuckling his seatbelt when you threw open the door and hopped inside, slightly surprised at how frantic you were.

“Oh, I was gonna come up. I thought—”

“No. No, I just— I need to get out of there,” you muttered, slowly looking over at him and witnessing as he carefully examined you, a mix of confusion and concern in his gaze. “Can we just drive around for a little bit?”

He paused before nodding, putting his seatbelt back on and pulling out of the parking lot. The silence that settled between you wasn’t as awkward as you felt it would’ve been, but it still left you unsettled, your fingers fidgeting as you wracked your brain for something to say. As you opened your mouth to finally speak, your thoughts were cut off when Ryan reached over and lightly tugged at the sleeve of his flannel, sending you a small smile.

“You know, I was wondering where this went.” His hand slid down your arm, intertwining his fingers with yours and giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

You flustered at his touch, head leaning back as your body slumped down in the seat. “Hey, I didn’t steal it this time. You left it. As well as one of your shirts, and your toothbrush. I think I have some of your underwear in my laundry basket.”

“Oh, come on. Like there isn’t an entire drawer I cleaned out specifically for your things back at my place.”

“Wow, a whole drawer? You really know how to spoil someone, Lucan.”

He just glared at you while you sent a large grin his way. His hand moved to your thigh, pitching the area under your knee that had you squealing and shifting away from him, frantically slapping his arm.

“Hey— Ow! You’re gonna make me crash,” he laughed, no longer pinching your flesh, but his hand remained, thumb stroking back and forth over your thigh.

You hummed, leaning towards Ryan and resting against the center console, eyes trained on his face. There was always something about him that made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. His voice, his touch. Hell, Steph told you once that you looked like some lovesick fool when she caught you mindlessly staring at him. How couldn’t you, though?

Ryan cast a quick glance at you, lightly squeezing your thigh. “Whatchya lookin’ at, hm?”

You smiled. ”You.”

“Oh, yeah? Is my face that interesting?”

“Mhm. You’re pretty.”

His eyes widened a fraction as his face visibly flushed, and you couldn't help but laugh as he awkwardly cleared his throat, hand squeezing the wheel.

“I, uh… Glad you think so.”

“Oh, I know so.”

He scoffed and shook his head, your hand fondly resting over his. It was moments like this that you were grateful for. Where you could forget your burdens, even if for only a second. Ryan’s presence was always a fast-acting cure for when you felt like this. Numb and rotten. Like you wanted to crawl out of your own skin because every sensation feels so fucking wrong and uncomfortable. But it was tolerable with him at your side.

The silence in the truck was almost deafening, the ringing in your ears getting increasingly louder as the seconds went by. You were anxious to turn on the radio, flicking the knob and—

Oh, you’re shitting me.

“For the love of god, please tell me I’m not actually hearing this right now,” you said, voice on the verge of laughter as your hand dragged over your eyes.

You could hear Ryan sigh over the melodic chirping coming from the radio, and he reached over to shut it off. “You remember what I do for a living, right?”

“Oh, I can guarantee with almost a hundred percent certainty that you were not listening to that for your job,” you laughed, throwing your head back against the seat.

“And so what if I wasn’t, huh?”

Your laughter died down into quiet giggles, and you leaned over the center console to press a quick kiss to Ryan’s scruffy cheek. “Well, I think it’s cute. Even if it is a bit dorky.”

He swiftly grabbed your hand when you pulled away, tangling your fingers and bringing the back of your hand to his lips. The action sent a tingling down from your fingertips, through your arm, and right into your chest. It was almost overwhelming how he made you feel sometimes. He touched you so gently, looked at you like you were the only person in the world. And you loved him with every breath you were worth.

Closing your eyes, you leaned your head back and listened to Ryan fiddle with the radio until he tuned in to a local station, a gentle melody you think you might’ve heard twice before overtaking the silence in the truck. You could hear him humming along after a moment, the deepness of his voice reverberating in your ears and sending pleasant waves washing over you. You didn’t need him to say anything or try to reassure you with positive words or gestures. He didn’t have to spend his time expressing his love for you in any physical or emotional ways, despite his overbearing want to. No, his presence next to you was comfort enough. To just know that he was within arms reach, his touch and his comfort readily available, that was more than enough.

Your eyes cracked open, and the headlights illuminated a lone road you’ve been on many times before.The overwhelming want to go somewhere different was ever present in your mind. Familiarity was always something you could cherish. The same street signs, the same buildings, the same people waving at you as you walked the same path to work. And you couldn’t deny that Haven has always and will always be your home. But, you desired change. Craved it in the most desperate way. 

You longed for different sights, the unfamiliarity of a brand new space. You wanted to learn the names of new streets, be able to barely make out the faces of people you’ve just met. Go to a recently opened cafe and try to pick out what your regular favorite would be. The mundanity of it all seemed unreachable almost. Like a life somewhere else would be forever unattainable and would remain as remnants of a dream in your clouded mind.

You felt trapped. Your tiny apartment was your safe space and your prison, this town you loved so dearly something you could never escape from. You were stagnant— stuck. With life moving at a snail's pace, and going by all too quickly at the same time. Yet, you remained. This place remained. This same, complacent existence.

“Have you ever thought of leaving Haven, Ryan?” Your voice sounded almost unfamiliar to you, so used to just sitting in idle silence.

He huffed out a breath, glancing at you and shrugging. “Can’t say I’ve put much thought into it. Why? In the mood for a little road trip?”

You know he meant it as a joke, maybe he thought you were joking. But, he had no clue the weight of reality his words held. Because yes, you would leave Haven right now if he wanted to. You’d tell him to stop the truck only when it ran out of gas so you both could get far away. But you knew Ryan would never agree to that. 

This was his home. 

The place he grew up, where all his fondest and saddest memories were shared.

He would never leave them behind.

“Hey.” He squeezed your hand. “Where do you keep going, hm? What’s goin’ on in that head of yours?”

“A lot, I guess. Feels like someone else is in there screaming at me right now.”

A pregnant pause, and then—

“Anything I can do to quiet it?”

Your bottom lip sucked between your teeth, biting down hard until the skin tingled as your eyes burned with tears. Fingers curling around Ryan’s hand, your nails lightly dug into his skin in some lame attempt to ground yourself, to keep yourself from vomiting your guts out in his truck. A silent tear rolled down your cheek, and you felt the car shift whilst he pulled over.

“Hey, hey.”

There were hands on your face, gently tugging to get you to look at the man beside you. He was gentle, far more than you deserved as his thumbs wiped away the wetness on your skin, and you wanted nothing more than to hide away. You pulled out of his grip and leaned forward, burying your head into his neck and sliding your arms around his waist under his flannel coat. His warmth seeped into your clothes and settled deep in your bones, your tears wetting his shirt and his hands rubbing up and down your back.

You could spend hours like this, crying your soul out in the front of his truck as he held you. It was painfully blissful, like the hurt didn’t matter because he was here to ease it.

“Tell me what to do. Tell me how to make it better.”

You shook your head, arms tightening around him as your heart lodged itself in your throat. He was so fucking nice. So caring and considerate. It made you want to scream, because when was the last time someone made you feel like this? Made you feel so overwhelmingly valued and loved? He had given himself so selflessly to you, and you were ready to throw yourself at his feet in return.

“Just this. This is enough.” you muttered, and he pressed his lips into your hair.

“I love you, you know?”

You did know. How could you not with the countless ways he constantly showed it?

“You deserve to be loved.”

A quiet whimper escaped your throat, and you only burrowed further into him,  arms tightening around his middle.

“You sound so sure of that,” you said, voice weak and shaky. Fuck, you felt so pathetic.

He muttered your name, gently pushing you back so he could hold your face and brush his thumbs over your tear stained cheeks. You leaned into his warmth, and a part of you wondered if this was real. If he was real. You were almost sure if you pinched yourself, you would wake up in your cold bed, and reality would be so much worse than your blissful dreams where Ryan Lucan was the center of them all.

If it was a dream, you never wanted to wake up.

“I’ve never met someone who gives so much of themselves without needing anything in return. You are the most caring, selfless, amazing person I’ve ever met. And I care so much about you.”

The praise and reassuring words were so unfamiliar, you almost didn’t believe it. But this was Ryan, and he would never lie to you. So, maybe he was just a bit delusional.

“I don’t know if any of that is true,” you said around a wet chuckle, trying to get your tears under control.

Ryan shook his head. “It’s facts. Don’t ever doubt how much you mean to me.”

You took a breath, pulling your face out of his hands so you could wipe at your eyes. Somehow, he always knew what to say to make you feel better, even if it only lasted for a moment. The comfort was welcome. Needed. Craved. And Ryan’s love for you, something he swore to you more times than you can remember, was enough to mend how broken you felt. Most days, you felt like you were being cut in half, and he was here to help put you back together. Like he was your other half to make you feel whole again.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” you said, a sad smile playing on your lips.

“Ryan shook his head. “Pretty sure you have that backwards.”

You chuckled, and the warmth of his hand enveloped your own.

“I love you.”

Your thoughts are quiet, and you look up at him with misty eyes.

“I love you, too.”

[bigfan-fanfic]

Meddle, Just a Little (Male!Reader x Ryan Lucan)

How about a fic where Alex, being the empath she is, immediately recognizes that the new guy in town and Ryan are so obviously into each other and also that they're both useless and need a nudge in the right direction...or maybe a shove.

"You do know how stupid it is to try and lie to me about your feelings, right?"

"I'm not- I'm not lying, Alex. I'm not in love."

"I'm not even an empath and I can see that's a lie." Steph butts in.

Ryan sighs. "Look, I'm not denying that I have a crush, but... we don't even know anything about each other. And... people like me don't just... go in, guns blazing."

"Weren't you literally a park ranger? Isn't that what you did?"

Ryan scoffs, and Steph lightly punches his arm.

"I'm just saying - if you don't take any risk, you don't get any reward."

"She's right. You gotta live a little, Ryan." Alex chirps, leaning her head against Steph's shoulder.

"And that's my cue to head on home." Ryan smirks.

"Much appreciated, Mr. Lucan." Steph giggles as Alex nuzzles against her neck. "Just remember - cute moments like this could be yours for the low low price of actually making a move!"

"Goodnight, Steph. Alex."

Alex smiles softly at Steph once Ryan actually leaves. "We're gonna have to meddle, aren't we?"

"I'll leave the meddling to you, o smooth one."

"Wow, you're just full of sweet-talk today..."

And so begins Alex's campaign of subtle manipulation.

First off, she makes polite conversation with you, and since she and Steph co-run the record store and live above the bar Ryan took over after the mess with Typhon, she's not far from either you or Ryan, since the Black Lantern is a pretty good place to hang out and get food.

And it's clear to her immediately, that whenever Ryan is near, your emotions spike with a thrill of excitement and nervousness.

So she dives deeper, and quickly asks Ryan if he would mind if you joined them all on Game Night, and amidst glares at her, he says he would not.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I... totally told Charlotte I would take Ethan to the premiere of that movie! That movie he wants to see."

Steph is no actor, and very transparently adds, "And I have to go with you. Because... I'm the chaperone."

You chuckle. "Isn't Alex an adult?"

"Yeah, but you give her chocolate and she goes crazy!"

Alex raises an eyebrow. "Seriously?"

"Uh, feel free to hang out! It's a short movie, we can be back later-"

"But not too short, you know."

You sigh as they leave. "I'm sorry they roped you into this."

Ryan smiles. "They really don't leave well enough alone, do they?"

"I mean, I let slip one little time that I have a crush on you and they do this!"

Ryan freezes. "Well... I was under the impression that they did this because I had a crush on you."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"I was gonna get around to actually asking you out." you say lamely. "It's just..."

"It's scary to put yourself out there. Even today."

"Yeah. Exactly."

Ryan chuckles. "Well... I hate to let them get away with it, but it might not be such a bad idea to go downstairs? Get a bite to eat together?"

You grin. "We can always get them back some other time."

He offers you his arm. "I figured I was crushing on you for a reason."

[chloepleasestopdying]

There’s like a hundred fics I won’t write. Here are some of them:

Criminal Minds crossover, either version; version A, where the FBI gets called in when Max and Victoria get kidnapped and the FBI team have to find them. Max believes that Chloe is dead because she was shot before she was kidnapped but the FBI find her in the graveyard on the edge of death and Max gets shot herself in a standoff with Jefferson.

Version B, where the FBI get called in after a what they believe is a murder spree. Max and Chloe kill a pair of cops and conveniently the dash cam is missing. The FBI slowly uncovers the fact that the Arcadia Bay police are trying to cover up the Prescott’s mess and the girls were just defending themselves.

Both of these are a bit too dark for my tastes, so they won’t be written.

The Wilds crossover; basically Max and Chloe are part of the original experiment due to their past friendship and falling out. I like the idea of Chloe struggling with being the oldest girl there and also trying to stay mad at Max. I’m still crushed about The Wilds being canceled so I won’t be writing this.

The ‘Max and Rachel death match’ AU. Essentially this AU involves Chloe and Max meeting up the summer before Max comes to Blackwell and making up enough that they begin dating. Chloe and Rachel have been an on and off thing for years and had a huge blowout fight, which is the reason Chloe was in Seattle in the first place, but Max (not knowing the full context of what happened) says that Rachel is Chloe’s friend and tells her it’s fine that they make up. Rachel, having a host of issues going on, reacts really badly to possibly loosing Chloe and tries to cheat with Chloe. This ends up blowing up in her face. Max and Rachel then kinda have this low key kind of war for a while before Rachel owns up to her mistakes and apologizes. Not going to write this one because I feel bad about making Rachel a bad guy and I don’t think I could write her struggling in that way well enough to justify it.

‘Baby trap’ AU. Max is coming off a really toxic relationship with Warren when she meets up with Chloe again in their early twenties. They both acknowledge that there is something between them but due to their issues (Max’s toxic relationship and Chloe’s resent struggles with addiction) want to move slow. However this is quickly fucked up by the fact that Max discovered she’s pregnant due to a purposely pieced condom by Warren. This AU is much fluffier than it sounds, as Chloe quickly steps up as being a ‘dad’. I won’t be writing this AU for a similar reason as above, I’d feel bad about making Warren out to be a bad guy. Plus a don’t actually like babies.

The ‘Ryan is Ryan’ AU where Ryan Lucan is also Ryan Caulfield due to time travel shenanigans. I was never able to make this one work very well but the basic idea is that Ryan Lucan has time related powers too but more uncontrollable than Max’s and got stuck in the past when trying to save Gabe. He was unable to travel back to his own time and started a family in the past with Max’s mother. He has come to believe that messing with time is extremely dangerous but when he learns that Max and Chloe are in Haven Springs around the same time that Gabe dies he decides to act. I never got this idea to work despite my liking of it so I won’t be writing it anytime soon.

DAO AU, not to be confused with the DAI AU. Max is mage who gets taken to the tower later in life compared to most while Chloe is something of a modified Ash Warrior. William bred and trained mabari and Chloe has somewhat continued that tradition with something of a tempest flare. Her special interest is in different Kaddis’s and her desire is to expand the war paint, not just to humans but also the effects. Her quest for finding a recipe for a warpaint that prevents the Blight almost kills her— luckily she’s found by the last Gray Wardens in the kingdom who just so happen to include her old friend Max, who got taken along with Surana when Duncan was visiting the tower. Not going to write this one due to it being similar to the DAI AU.

[chichiricatsan]

For the Writer's ask game – I'm curious about: 3,6 and 15!

Ahh! Thank you, thank you @weer02! I hope your writing isn't causing you to suffer too much its way! Caulscott shippers unite...in our boats...on a sea of tears... ToT <3

3. The WIP you're most attached to.

UMMM...all...of...them?? GAHH this is such a loaded question gahhhhhhhhhh D: I love them all for various reasons. I guess if I had to pick one right now it'd be the Ryan Lucan/Fem!OC one I mentioned from my first answer to some of these asks - mostly b/c it's more of a coping fic for self-projection but shhhh, we writers don't do that nooooo SHHHHH...

6. Which part of writing annoys you the most?

Proofreading and editing, writer's block, the existential dread setting in and slipping slowly into madness as one tries to write and more WIP ideas invade like a swarm of locusts until one's mind is a buzzing static of nothingness...? Writing. I love it, but...I hate it all at the same time...?? I hate it with love of course. And in that love, I write out the hate. I am making noooo sense. Or possily the most sense. Hurgh. :T

15. Is there any scene you were/are scared of writing? Why?

Okay, haha funny gif, but seriously, it's mostly anything to do with affection beyond holding hands and/or outside "status quo" BS. This extends to my drawings as well. I've gotten better over the years, but it's because I've cut myself off from people who've f*cked with me and my sense of worth and sexuality and everything to do with sexual...anything. I was raised very, VERY conservatively, that "ugly" conservatism, and with a lot of shaming, and that shame is so ingrained in my brain that it sometimes makes me physically sick to get over these hurdles. I had to teach myself a lot and learned things from my mother (when she didn't have her own issues to address), friends, and some of my more compassionate and patient doctors over the years (which, sadly, wasn't all that many). These issues also align with my triggers as a survivor of abuse in multiple forms, and I have to work very hard to be in harmony before I can write or draw a scene with a more risqué nature. It's therapeutic to do so, and I admit I'm more comfortable somehow drawing it than writing it, but I think that just stems from me always drawing from a young age rather than writing--a hobby I picked up more at the tail end of high school and whilst in college. I still have yet to do anything past a certain threshold. Sometimes I just don't want to for personal preferences or reasons.

But yeah... tl;dr: I can't draw/write teh sexy times easily :(

-> OG link for anyone wanting to ask me questions or have others ask them!

[crestoflames]

Top 5 LIs in any game!

FUCK THIS IS HARD.

1. Chrom from Fire Emblem Awakening. Love of my life, best himbo. His arc with Robin (the player character) is essentially a soulmate arc, and they’re foils for each other, and aaaaaaaaaaah I love it so much. He’s so sweet and hot and I have been in love with him for a decade at this point lol.

2. Reese Kelly from Scarlet Hollow. I know this is very high for a game I’ve only been playing for the last year or so, and it’s not even finished, but this is also specifying LIs in games, and not all of my favorite characters/ones I have a crush on are romanceable. That feels like I’m downplaying how great Reese is lmao. I love him so much and it is very evident on this blog. Such a good sweet man who makes me feel safe. He has the power to hurt me, but he would never. Also I feel very passionate about his situation because it hits close to home and I just wanna protect him and kiss him and cuddle him and never let him go.

3. Ryan Lucan from Life is Strange: True Colors. I just love this guy. He’s the best male LI in the LiS series. He’s a hunk and a nerd and just genuinely such a sweet and good guy. Would date someone like him irl.

4. Leon from Rune Factory 4. Probably one of my intros into dating characters that were not fully human and part monster. Love his personality, and though some people complain about his proposal event because it revolves around his dead friend, I think it’s a good insight into his character and the guilt he’s still holding onto. I love that his teasing is never mean-spirited and he’s genuinely just a kind person.

5. Sylvain from Fire Emblem: Three Houses. This was tough because there’s a lot of LIs I could have put in this spot, but I had to be honest and thinking about characters I’ve spent the most time reading (and sometimes writing) fic about, he has to take the spot. He does start out as a douchebag and an asshole but I genuinely do like his character arc. Idk I just find him very fascinating with a lot of potential (and he’s hot so that helps lmao). He’s not for everyone though and I get that.

This was so hard ACK but so fun. thank you for sending the ask Georgie 💖

[nancbyers]

Hii :) could you do some hcs for Ryan from life is strange true colours with an s/o who he meets bc they're like a hiker and they manage to get lost in the forest around Haven Springs and they get into the mines and when he finds them they're just super shook etc.

If that's too specific then no worries!!

a/n: hello! thank u for the request, i love ryan with all my heart 🥺💖 idk anything about actual hiking so please forgive the inaccuracies :3

pairing: ryan lucan x gn!reader

warnings: none, its all fluff

word count: 500+

ryan with a hiker s/o - headcanons

alright, so you aren’t from haven springs but you decide to hike out there one day because you’ve heard how beautiful it is

you’re relatively experienced so you feel comfortable out there alone - and for most of the hike you are

but then you discover an entrance to the mines

and you know its a bad idea to enter, what with all the ‘no trespassing’ and ‘danger: keep out’ signs everywhere (not to mention your own common sense)

but you think hey, what’s the worst that could happen?

well

you’re lost

like, lost lost

and you’re kind of freaking out a little because you swear you remember where you came in but you just can’t find the exit

but mostly you’re mad at yourself for letting your curiosity get you into this mess and now you have to radio the local parks station for rescue and god you are embarrassed

you reluctantly radio in and are met with perhaps the most delightful-seeming human you have ever spoken to:

‘haven springs ranger station, this is ryan!’

‘hi ryan, i um, this is a little embarrassing but, im kind of lost?’

‘oh don’t be embarrassed! happens quite a lot out here. can you see any distinct landmarks around you, like a weird boulder or fancy tree?’

‘well, uh- i was hiking a trail heading north, but i sort of stumbled across this old mine and um…’

‘oh’

'yeeeah...'

ryan seems a little freaked out but he explains he will be up there asap to come get you

when he finds you, you’re more than a little tongue-tied because he’s really cute

he guides you out of the mines in a bit of a rush because bad memories and once you’re finally out he takes a proper look at you and is like,,

whoa,, this person is really cute

so now he’s all flustered as well

it takes a hot second for conversation to start flowing but as you both trek down to Haven Springs (‘i need a drink after that,’ you say), you talk about absolutely everything

by the time you rock up to the bar you’re both absolutely smitten

alex is working the bar and notices IMMEDIATELY that y’all are ~vibin~ so she slips you two beers on the house and absolutely eavesdrops on your conversation whenever she’s not busy

you talk and talk until you realise you’re the only two left in the bar (apart from alex and steph who are not-so-subtly watching you both from the other end of the bar: ‘who is that??’ ‘i’ve never seen them before’ ‘are they on a DATE??’) and ryan realises that its way past closing

he leads you out the door (shooting a glare at the girls who giggle and wave as you leave) and nearly misses it when you ask for his number

‘in case i get lost again’

‘o-oh! yeah, yeah of course’ he’s blushing

‘or maybe a drink?’ you’re blushing

‘yes! i mean- yeah yeah that’d be nice’ you’re both blushing so hard

when you finally part ways neither of you can wipe the lovesick grins from your faces

[buko-pandan]

i always wonder how gabe would feel about ryan dating his little sister if he was still alive

i know there’d be no plot if none of it happened but man i just think of like jfdijd funny situations wrt alex and ryan being into each other in a gabe lives au 

[someofusarequeer]

okay now i need help coming up with good "woodsy, mountain man, outdoorsy" type shit that would really give off hand kink vibes for this fic???? i am not an outdoors person, help????

[brettthesimmer]

Chapters: 10/10 Fandom: Life is Strange: True Colors (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alex Chen/Steph Gingrich, Ryan Lucan & Izzie (Life is Strange), Steph Gingrich/Izzie, Steph Gingrich & Izzie (Life is Strange), alex chen & izzie, Alex Chen/Izzie Characters: Izzie (Life is Strange), Alex Chen (Life is Strange), Ryan Lucan, Jed Lucan (mentioned), Valkyrie the Cat (Life is Strange), Riley Lethe, Eleanor Lethe, Charlotte Harmon, Ethan Lambert (Life is Strange), Original Male Character(s), Steph Gingrich, Jason Pike Additional Tags: Canon Trans Character, Canon Lesbian Character, Post-Canon, Trans Female Character, izzie centric, Drugstore Makeup (Band), izzie has a tongue piercing, Smut, Bad Decisions, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Everyone Has Issues, Lesbian Sex, im projecting way too much on these characters, everyone is a piece of shit but its okay cause they're assholes together, Autistic Alex Chen, Autism, Cheating, Infidelity, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Minor Original Character(s), Bassist Alex Chen, Explicit Sexual Content, sex scenes in a way I guess, Transphobia, Violence, Trans Alex Chen, no beta we die like gabe chen, Polyamory, Asexual Ryan Lucan, t4t relationship, steph gingrich is not white, Porn With Plot, Recreational Drug Use, Banter Series: Part 2 of love can burn like a cigarette Summary:

She chuckled. "Just gonna stand there and stare? I mean, you can look but nothing is going to happen, you are 100% not my type."

Ryan shook his head. "No, I'm not into you." He said.

The woman smirked. "Oh really? That's rare." She replied.

or

Izzie came back to Haven Springs.

[2dmenenthusiast]

I'd like to put out an apology in advance for the Ryan Lucan fic I'm about to drop that I've been writing every time I fall into a deep depressive episode because WOOF

[lilradridinghood]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Life is Strange: True Colors (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alex Chen & Steph Gingrich & Ryan Lucan, Alex Chen/Ryan Lucan, Steph Gingrich & Ryan Lucan Characters: Ryan Lucan, Alex Chen (Life Is Strange), Steph Gingrich Additional Tags: Mild Wavelengths Spoilers, Coming Out, Asexual Character, there’s some allonormativity but i tried to keep it free from any blatant aphobia, Happy Ending, Post-Canon, Canon Compliant Summary:

Steph assumes that Ryan is straight.