#the greatest showman fic

[mysticgalsworld]

~masterlist~

swept away: (1, 2)-after getting a job at a cleaning company as a maid, you’re surprised to find out that the house you’re cleaning for belongs to the Hugh Jackman.. Hugh Jackman x Reader

a timeless encounter: (1)-as the owner of a small cafe in New York that you hate, you don’t expect anybody to change your mind. But the strange-dressed man who wonders into the cafe one day may change your mind… Leopold x Reader

~c.ai bots~

hugh jackman- make your own scenario

hugh jackman- you meet him at the Oscars

a/n: omg you guys !! i’m reposting this because i think it was glitching last time.. if you guys can comment and tell me whether the links are working or not i would appreciate it so much 💕

[elvensorceress]

Very late fuck it Friday where it’s barely even Friday for me here.

Little update in case anyone ( @sibylsleaves 😘) is interested. This thing, which henceforth shall be known as, If I Should Fall, is now over 14K and is likely to be posted sometime this weekend. I’m just editing it now.

Here’s another snippet just for funs 💕

@hippolotamus @eddiebabygirldiaz @shortsighted-owl @daffi-990 @fleurdebeton @chaosandwolves @exhuastedpigeon @hoodie-buck @wh0re-behavi0r @ronordmann @watchyourbuck @thekristen999 @bekkachaos @theotherbuckley @spotsandsocks @suavecitodiaz @tizniz @wikiangela @diazsdimples @shyaudacity

When it’s too quiet and too cold from the hospital air conditioning and the fact that Buck’s been sitting here for hours, he holds Eddie’s hand and rests his head on the bed beside him. It’s not close enough. Eddie’s here but he’s not really here and Buck can only feel absence. Maybe Eddie’s lost somewhere and trying to find his way back. Maybe he’s in his own weird coma world where he’s arguing with himself and nothing makes sense.

No matter what is going on or where he is, Buck wants to be here. Holding on. He can be the anchor, the tether, the one who grounds the other. They’re partners. That’s what they do for each other.

Sometimes, Buck manages to sleep. Like he could only sleep if he’s listening to Eddie breathing. Even if it’s fake, manufactured breathing. It’s still air in his lungs and oxygen through his blood and life in his body. It’s there even if it’s faint. So, Buck rests some. A couple hours here and there.

He’s resting like this one day, his head beside Eddie’s shoulder and his hand wrapped tightly around the hand that doesn’t move or hold his in return, when someone touches his back. At first he pictures Death itself appearing behind him to finally claim Eddie, and Buck rushes to his feet, ready to fight. He would fight Death and all of Hell if he had to.

But the person, the people who are standing in front of him are far more of a surprise than even a personification of mortality.

Eddie’s parents. They’re here. He knows Bobby called them and Buck also talked to them a little. As much as he sort of could after it happened. They talked with Chris. And of course they’d want to be here for the same reason anyone might want to be here.

Because Eddie is dying.

He’s dying and he’ll probably never wake up to even say goodbye. But for now he’s holding on. They all are. So. They’re here.

[sotwk]

Hey! What’s your favorite movie soundtrack?

VERY EASY.

THE GREATEST SHOWMAN

I'm listening to it now as I'm answering your Ask, so thank you for reminding me I haven't uplifted my spirit with this music for a while. <3

I love this movie so much, and a huge part of it is the music. I am so grateful the soundtrack allows me to experience the film again and again through audio. Some people might find it too popcorn and cheesy for their taste, but it's perfect for me.

The songs take me through the entire spectrum of human emotion, especially the best parts of our mortal existence: joy, hope, compassion, dreaming, LOVE in all its forms! It makes me want to both sing and dance!

Rewrite the Stars absolutely helped inspire the Eomer x OC romance in "Taken", so much that I named the (yet to be written) sequel fic after it: "Change the Stars". Because dammit that's what our star-crossed lovers are going to do to be with each other!

"You claim it's not in the cards And fate is pulling you miles away and out of reach from me But you're here in my heart So who can stop me if I decide that you're my destiny?"

I mean. COME ON.

Ahem. Anyway, yes. Anyone who hasn't experienced the joy and wonder of The Greatest Showman yet--I very highly recommend it!

Thank you for the Ask, my friend! <3 Happy Friday!

[gurl-pls-evn-the-sharks-fear-me]

Hello this is my fandoms list of what i write for and what i write

please read if your going to request a lot of it is important either post your request in the notes/comments or ask me anything box in bio I only do chrXrdr or chrXchr or ocXoc

Newsies (broadway and 1992)

Ride The Cyclone

Grey Anatomy (i'm only on season 3)

Any Slasher that i know i'll tell you if i know them or not

Docter who (10th, 11th and 15th and maybe some companions aswell)

Torchwood

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Tuck Everlasting broadway (this musical needs a bigger fanbase)

maybe falsettos i'm not to big in the fandom but i know of it

i can do actor x reader but doesn't mean it guaranteed kinda weirds me out even if i used to red em

rocky horror picture show

I WILL NOT DO ANIME (ofc watch it i just don't like writing it)

i can do oc if you dm their backstory, their names and what the look like

Two Broke Girls love the show to bits

Ghostbusters mainly the newer ones i love the older ones i just find it easier to write the newer ones (I FINALLY WATCHED FROZEN EMPIRE YIPPIE. be free to request asmuch froze empire stuff i mainly really like anything todo with lars pinfield lol)

i can do modern au's and afterlife au like the limbo type place

i can do fluff and angst

NO R@PE, NO-CON OR SMUT, i will do angst just not severe abuse or violence unless the character has an abusive background i can mention abuse but just cause i can doesn't mean i will

dark romance, slow burn and enemies to lovers

TLOU (i love the game and want to watch the show so bad)

Harry potter/fantastic Beasts

good omens (i love the show but i just don't know how to write for it for some reason)

Mary poppins (only the second movie tho)

greatest showman maybe idk

Descendants (3&4)

disney/pixar movies that i havn't mentioned

NO MARVEL OR DC (the fandoms allright i just don't like writing for it i like the movies tho)

i can also do fantasty i will love for you to request fantasty oc's if you want

fantasy romance would kill for it

[jaegerisim]

Y'ALL ME AND MY BFF ARE WATCHING THE GREATEST SHOWMAN AND IT IS SO BYLER-CODED. FR. LIKE THE TRAPEZE TWINS ARE WILLEL AND MIKE IS ZAC EFRON. JONATHAN IS HUGH JACKMAN AND OMFG THE BRAINROT IS SO STRON IN THIS ONE. Y'ALL TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS ON IT.

[decapodsrandomfandom]

I watched greatest showman once more. Fantastic film, yadda yadda. Fic idea. What if I killed Charity and made Barnum and Carlyle bi disasters? What if Barnum’s a single dad bc Charity died during childbirth and he’s had to raise little ones on his one while dealing with the grief of his dead wife? What if Carlyle has to deal with the societal pressure of his previous role and more heavily believes that moving from his perfect son status would have him, ehem, “disgraced and disowned”? What if Anne Wheeler and Carlyle with platonic and absolutely besties? What if?…

Shut me up. I have been nonstop thinking on this.

[alehalebane]

Guys, I just had a great drarry fic idea. So I was watching The Greatest Showman right, and I thought that would be a great drarry AU. P. T. Barnum would be Harry:poor, orphan, great ambitions. Charity would obviously be Draco: blonde, come from old money but gives it up for Harry/Barnum. And Jenny Lind could be Ginny: redhead, loves Harry/Barnum, doesn’t come from much and then becomes famous.

This probably doesn’t make sense but it was just what popped into my head while watching the movie.

Does anyone know if a fic like this already exists? Or if someone would like to write it? Could someone please let me know? It would be greatly appreciated.

Anyways, thank you, and good night!

Bye :)

[frankenjoly]

Where you wanna be

circus au siglai + niko & mushi friendship

“... and this is where the magic happens. Also, I’m pretty sure Kunikida’s going to love having some extra hands and brain on the job, because--”

Halfway through the explanation, and just as they reached the crew, Mushitarô witnessed Sigma getting lost in the current rehearsal. Or, in other words: his attention had been stolen by a certain someone. An understandable reaction, even though he wasn’t happy about having to pause. After all, showing the rookies around wasn’t his job, and there was a stack of half-assed ideas for new pamphlets waiting for him once the new member had been ‘delivered’ to Kunikida.

“Who’s that?” Sigma muttered, all awestruck and wide-eyed as he stared at the way Nikolai swung in the air with his legs hooked around the trapeze bar.

Speaking of him, their new coworker must have caught his eye as much as it had been the other way around, because Mushitarô didn’t even need to make introductions.

“Nikolai Gogol, at your service!” In an incredible display of acrobatics who would have sent someone less expert straight to the infirmary, Nikolai himself bursted into the scene, putting on a show that had nothing to envy to the ones at actual showtime. He then took Sigma’s hand, leaving a brief kiss over its knuckles. So basically, and corroborated by someone who was as accustomed to his ways as Mushitarô was, he was putting tons of charm into that introduction. 

Good for him, honestly.

“Sigma.” Was the response his friend got. And, after a moment of locking eyes together like in any romantic story, Mushitarô seemed to start appearing back in Sigma’s field of vision behind the rose-colored filter (petals included). “Ah, sorry, by the way. Shouldn’t be wasting your time like this, Oguri-san.”

Mushitarô simply shrugged, partly because it hadn’t been that much time yet, and partly because he could imagine what was coming next.

“I can take it from here, Mushimushi.” Nikolai said, with his hand still holding Sigma’s and an exaggerated pout that signaled how he was willing to plea, bargain or even ‘blackmail’ him to get things go his way. No need, though, because Mushitarô not only was more than willing to do his friend a favor, but also would rather go and resume writing.

“Alright, all yours. If you don’t mind, of course.” He already suspected what Sigma was going to answer, but… well, nothing wrong with nudging an explicit response, right? Call that an extra help.

“Oh. Of course not, I don’t mind.” That was one hell of an euphemism.

“Nice. Then…” And there, Mushitarô allowed himself to say goodbye with a knowing smirk. “... I’ll leave you to it.”

(Also on ao3.)

[thatgayb1tchwhosimps4her]

Thinking about The Greatest Showman!LottieNat AU...

[enchantedlandcoffee]

Are there any movie soundtracks that you enjoy?

I love the greatest showman soundtrack.

THE GREATEST SHOWMAN SOUNDTRACK IS AMAZING!!! I love so many movie soundtracks anon:

Mamma Mia

Grease

Dirty Dancing

Walking On Sunshine

La La Land

How To Train Your Dragon

[inmyimperfectmind]

The Greatest Showman but make it AtsuSuna | SunaAtsu

Atsumu was born into privilege but with his ambitious nature he made a successful career promoting theater productions for the rich. Even with the money and fame, he felt something was missing. He met Kuroo & Bokuto, the owners of a popular but notorious circus, who convince him to help elevate their show. He watches the show for the first time from the rafters and begins to become excited with the possibilities. Just when he thought he had seen it all, the lights turn down save for the spotlight on the center ring. A lithe figure with short chestnut brown hair stands in the middle as dark green silk ribbons descend from above him. He starts pirouetting across the floor, his skills rivaling the top dancers in the world. Grabbing the strands, he easily climbs to the top and begins a gravity defying dance.  Every movement has Atsumu captivated, watching as the man wraps his limbs in the ribbons then float down the green threads.  At the end of his performance, he sprints around the ring, jumps and starts flying through the air.  Time seems to slow as he approaches where Atsumu stood, the silk fluttering behind him like wings. He finds himself gazing into striking golden green eyes as he passes. 

"Who's that?" asked Atsumu, the man landing gracefully to thunderous applause.

"Suna," said Kuroo. "He's far too talented to be in a small production."

"He's amazing," said Atsumu softly, as the man walks off stage but not before glancing up at him with a curious look.

He follows Kuroo to where Suna stood drinking water.

"Suna, this is Atsumu, who's going to help us class up our act."

He sticks out his hand and said, "It's nice to meet you, Atsumu."

Green-gold eyes meet honey brown eyes as he takes his hand in a strong grip.

The moment he held his hand, Atsumu felt his breath taken away, a feeling of wonder washing over him, as surprise flashes across green-gold eyes.

"It's enchanting to meet you, Suna."

[kismetconstellations]

The Greatest Showman Aesthetics

Lettie Lutz/Jenny Lind “Lord, that lady can sing!”

[randofanficrecs]

Any translations are done via Google Translate {placed in brakets}, so I apologize for any screw ups.

Today's random fic is form the The Order | Sin Eater (2003) fandom! Are you watching closely? by daomo7

Chapters: 1/1 Words: 727 Fandom: Wolverine (Movies), The Prestige (2006), The Order | Sin Eater (2003), The Greatest Showman (2017), X-Men (Movieverse), Batman (Movies - Nolan) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Logan(X-Men)&Joker(DCU), Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier, Joker (DCU)/Bruce Wayne Characters: Logan (X-Men), Alex Bernier, Alfred Borden, Erik Lehnsherr, Charles Xavier, Bruce Wayne, Joker (DCU), Hugh Jackman, Heath Ledger Language: 中文-普通话 國語{Chinese-Mandarin Mandarin} Additional Tags: Hugh Jackman-Characters, Heath Ledger-Characters, Christian Bale-Characters, 脑洞 {imagination} Summary: ——不知道有没有谁能看出来我写的是什么。应该可能性渺茫。只是一个未完成的mv的脑洞，涉及休叔希斯贝尔等角色衍生 会在文末注释说明 {——I don’t know if anyone can see what I wrote. The possibility should be slim. It's just an idea of ​​an unfinished MV. The derivative characters involving Uncle Hugh Heathbell and other characters will be explained at the end of the article.}

[logansbookobsessedwife]

✨Married life✨

Hugh Jackman x reader

Summary: you and Hugh have been married ever since filming X-men (2000) and now you just finished working on Deadpool and Wolverine and you are doing a interview with Hugh , Ryan and Shawn levy and Hugh gets asked about your marriage and his speech brings you to tears

Warnings: nothing but FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF ❤️❤️❤️

🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀

You were sitting on the stage with your husband and two of your best friends during an interview and as you were all answering questions about the movie the interviewer asked Ryan about his family and kids and he starts talking about a time you and Hugh went over

“I walked into the house to find these two watching the greatest showman with my kids acting out the scenes and I looked at my girls and I was just thinking you have no idea how lucky you are and they aren’t going to appreciate that in like years from now because they only know them as uncle Hugh and aunty y/n” he replied with a laugh.

You couldn’t help the big smile on your face at the mention of Ryan’s girls. You and Blake had been friends before they had even got together and it was so sweet seeing that love blossom.

You shared glances with Hugh as the interviewer turned towards you. “do you ever babysit the young girls?” He asked you.

“yes actually it is one of my favorite things to do they are such sweet kids it reminds me of when ours were that age and I just get all excited every time I get to see them maybe more than them sometimes”. you said with a light hearted laugh.

Ryan decides to add on to that. “I wouldn’t be too sure sometimes I think they like you more than me!” You all laugh.

the interview goes on with more questions about the movie and ask Shawn some more along with the rest of you but one question really stuck

“Now I have been saving this one for last but I think we all want to know this so, Hugh, what has it been like being married to y/n for 24 years now?”

He looks at you with the softest expression and smile and says. “I don’t think I have ever been more thankful to be married to such a beautiful, kind hearted, strong, loyal, and sensible woman it has been the best years of my life and I wouldn’t give them up for anything the memories and moments we have shared are indescribable I love her with all my heart and I will continue to love her till I die and even when my heart gives out I don’t think I will stop even then” he continues to stare at you with such softness the tears in your eyes start to fall.

your eyes share a promise that as soon as the interview is done you are going to kiss him till you physically can’t. You raise your conjoined hands to you lips and kiss his hand.

“Wow that was beautiful.” The interviewer was in awe at how beautiful your relationship was.

even Ryan and Shawn had tears in their eyes because they have gotten to hear about how much he loves you so many times before.

After you said good bye and got off the stage you dragged Hugh to a private area away from private eyes and brought him into a searing kiss

“I love you so much I don’t know how my heart can physically take it!” You told once you pulled away resting your forehead on his. He smiled and replied “I love you to darling” he pulled you into one more kiss and you melted feeling him smile into it.

A/N: this is my first fic so please no hate love you all

- Natt❤️

[versadies]

next time (alhaitham x gn!reader)

SALUTATIONS. next time

ADDRESSED. alhaitham (w/gn!reader)

STAMP. in which you feel distant from your lover, who busied himself with the akademiya for reasons you’re unsure of until it’s too late. (loosely based on tightrope from the greatest showman)

CONTENT. angst/no-comfort, spoilers to sumeru archon quest (3.2), neglect, hint of kidnapping, hint of violence, azar is a bad person as always, grammar errors, ooc!alhaitham (this was written b4 3.4 was released)

POST-SCRIPT. alhaitham didnt come home so i decided to post this questionable fic and prolly plan to make a series about him out of pure pettiness. enjoy. (will make a part two soon and its him groveling <33)

LINKS. masterlist \ taglist \ part two

How long has it been since you’ve last been with your lover?

You could hardly recall, and you’re afraid to admit that you’ve given up trying to. Despite residing in Alhaitham’s place for months, it feels as if there’s a wall between you two.

Whether or not it’s Alhaitham’s wall or yours, you could not find a hammer to break it.

It started a month ago – you feel a bit saddened when you realized how long this went on – when he started acting weird.

He started being a little late than usual, staying in his office all day until he realizes that it’s 3 am or such, would only hum in response whenever you say “I love you” to him, refusing to come to bed until he’s done with his work in his office, only taking a few bites of his breakfast that you took time and effort to make for him before rushing out to go to the Akademiya — sometimes he wouldn’t even say his farewells to you — and come back for only Celestia knows when,

And the very thing you noticed most from this recent change: he stopped reaching out to you.

Of course, he’s willing to talk to you when you speak to him first, but his responses were rather short and swift, as though he wanted to get this conversation to be over and do other things.

When you asked Alhaitham why he’s always away these days, he claims he’s been in the Akademiya fixing something, and that was the end of your conversation.

You knew he was lying though.

In reality, he hasn’t actually been as in touch with the Akademiya as he was before due to a “mission” assigned to him by the Grand Sage, something you found out from the General Mahamatra, Cyno.

You understand that your lover had to keep secrets from you as some of his business with the Akademiya are confidential, but you just wished that he took the time to reassure you that this is just him being busy and not something that will go on forever.

“I’ll see you later.” He says, standing up from his seat before coming towards the front door without as much as a goodbye kiss. He always made sure to give you a kiss before he leaves, he claims it’s good luck.

You didn’t utter a response to him, nor did you bother finishing your meal anymore. It seems you’ve lost your touch if you could no longer find yourself eating your favorite dish that you’ve loved for so long.

You’re thankful Kaveh, your dearest best friend and your lover’s roommate, is away in the Akademiya at the moment. If he were still here eating breakfast with you at this very moment, he would’ve noticed the way your form has been trembling ever so slightly from thinking too much of what’s going on between your relationship.

You could already imagine what he’d say if he were here.

“What did that brainless buffoon do again?” Kaveh would say in an angry tone, yet his eyes show concern towards you. “Just say the word and he’ll have to deal with me, I got you.”

Nothing, you’d say. He’s just… far.

So far, so out of reach.

You always tell yourself that Alhaitham’s simply just too busy from his projects in the Akademiya these days – he’s the Scribe after all – but this is Alhaitham, the same man who you’ve worked out with about making time for your relationship and each other’s works, the same man who’d always spare time for you even when he’s as busy as he can be and the one who would always hear you out when you call for him.

He’s a man of many things, but never one who’d ignore his own lover and act as though they’re nothing but a stranger — not without warning in advance about it, that is (which never happened at all, mind you).

You then thought that you must’ve said something that upsets him, but you could hardly recall the last time the two of you had a conflict, nor could you recall what you said that could have offended him. Besides that, he wasn’t one to ignore you for such a reason.

So… what was it? What was the one thing that made your relationship as it is now?

Was it… you?

You accidentally let go of the plate you’re washing as a result of that thought, the sound causes your thoughts to cease for just a moment.

Surely, if there really was something wrong, he’d tell you… right?

You then decided that it’s time for you to try and reach out to him once more and hope that this time he’d listen to you.

The day was nothing but a blur, and fortunate enough, your lover came home early for the first time just as you were about to lie down on your shared bed.

“Alhaitham…?” You called out his name softly, looking at the doorway to see him. “You’re home..”

He glances at your way with an unexplainable look on his face. “Were you expecting me?”

You started fidgeting your fingers nervously. “Can we… Can we talk?” Just this once, please talk to me.

He opens his mouth to say something but immediately stops himself.

“…” He thinks for a moment.

Just as you’re about to ask if there’s something bothering him, he lets out a sigh and turns away from your direction.

“Let’s talk about it next time when I’m… done with my work.”

Your eyes widens for a bit, wanting to ask him to stay–

But he’s busy… He’s too busy with matters that are more important than you. You thought to yourself bitterly, stopping yourself from reaching out to him once more.

There’s always next time… Whenever that may be.

“...Very well. Goodnight, Alhaitham.” You said quietly, tucking yourself in your bed as your back faces his direction. You didn’t notice how he finally looked back at you with a longing look on his face, only to walk away towards his office without another word.

Next time ( Name ). Alhaitham thought with a soft sigh. I’ll come back to you as soon as I get rid of the Akademiya’s schemes.

He just needs time to execute said plan.

–

Currently, everything goes according to plan.

Soon enough, Lesser Lord Kusanali will be free and ( Name ) can be safe when Azar gets punished. Alhaitham thought as Azar continued on talking about how he knew Alhaitham’s plan all along.

“...Heh, you'll see me as a traitor regardless of what I say, no?” The scribe said, crossing his arms. “Even if you impugned me, it would have little effect on you all.”

Azar shakes his head. “You misunderstand. Losing our Scribe would irreparably damage the Akademiya's regular operations and the development of Sumeru's future academic systems…” Something flashes through the Grand Sage’s eyes, his lips twitching upwards. “For that reason, it’s for the best if someone does it on your behalf.”

The scribe almost lost his breath for a second.

He narrowed his eyes. “And what exactly are you implying?”

Azar lets out an amused huff. “You know exactly what I’m implying, scribe.”

The scribe dared not to think of the worst, until the next words that left the Grand Sage’s mouth almost made his facade falter.

“Your lover is quite an exceptional person and fought well for someone who doesn’t wield a vision, but it was all for naught it seems.” He can’t help but chuckle to himself. “It’s just a shame that they have to pay the price for your betrayal.”

“Lover? You have a lover, Alhaitham?” Paimon whispered, shocked at the turn of events. This wasn’t a part of the plan at all!

Meanwhile, Alhaitham slowly starts regretting not taking you with him from the beginning. He should’ve been more attentive, he should’ve warned you about the Akademiya instead of being so focused on the plan to the point where he’s basically neglecting you, he should’ve taken you to Aaru Village instead of leaving you–!

It was only then when Alhaitham realized his mistake.

This mistake isn’t something that’s from the mission, but it involves something that’s more important than this plan,

He made the mistake of unintentionally neglecting you.

Suddenly, he remembers his last conversation with you.

You started fidgeting your fingers nervously. “Can we… Can we talk?”

He opens his mouth to say something but immediately stops himself. He wanted nothing more than to drop everything and listen to what you have to say, but he knew he needed to prioritize the mission to save Lesser Lord Kusanali, not when he has to go back to Aaru Village to talk about the plan with everyone tomorrow.

He lets out a sigh and turns away from your direction. “Let’s talk about it next time when I’m… done with my work.”

If only he knew there wasn’t a next time after that.

Alhaitham tries to compose himself. “You said that I betrayed the Akademiya, but you, Azar... You've betrayed all of Sumeru, betrayed its archon!” He said.

Just you wait, ( Name ). I will make up everything once I come for you, wherever you may be.

Azar remains composed. “Hmph, so flight has turned to fight at long last. Guards!”

The scribe notices how all the guards position themselves, pointing their weapons at him and his allies. He just needs to finish this swiftly so he’ll be able to focus on finding you.

He lets out a deep breath before he begins the next phase of his plan.

I just need to deal with those who dared to lay a hand on you before I find you, ( Name ).

part two

PENPALS. @scaraslover @saving-for-xiao @dawgimsohot @kazu-topia @chiruru @aqualesha @renamichii @mrkamisato @shenhesl0ver @serami00 @serenareiss @hiqhkey @emperatris-rinaka @bystander36 @irisxiel @ladycoleigh @034ven @dear-dairiess @owozi8 @hadesaedes @chiro-chiro-kun @hersscherofyatta @mariusvonhangme @yuzuricebun @hoshikistarlette @solaaresque @crowbird @lordbugs @flowersforayato @headintheclouddd @estelwrld @giyusimpsassemble @irethepotatosblog @moonlightaangel @alice0blog @shotosbrainrot @sniffoat @chihawari @mxsomn @kuni-kuzushii @jiminscarmex @mitsukii14 @nejibot @ylimeprive @sachispet @loreleis-world @sn-owo @starforecasts @someonetookmynamelmao @ceylestia @astrequa @ymikkos @reallysporadicarcade @melodyyamino @dudufodd @somberrock @yevenly @lemontum @nghing

[dxxdhood]

Okayyyyyy your sub!Wade Wilson fic literally destroyed me and I need like a million more consider yourself my new dealer

(If reqs are open can I get uhhhhh Wade Wilson where he's needy but has no idea what he wants so reader has to shut his brain off and figure it out for him pls and thanks)

hi anon, i love this idea so much omg! i may have played around with it a bit but i think i still kept the same core idea. i went with fem! reader on this, but if you want a similar request with gn! or male! reader, let me know! pls enjoy!!!

rough night

pairing: wade wilson x fem!reader

summary: wade needs your love and attention, and luckily, you're always there to help him out.

tags: smut (18+), sub!wade wilson, dom!reader, dirty talk, praise kink, light bondage, grinding, clothed sex, oral (f receiving), exhibitionism, car sex

wc: 2.0k

“Okay, babe, hear me out: the ending to the stage version of Little Shop is leagues better than whatever deus ex machina crap they had to throw into the last two minutes of the movie. Cowardly movie-goer audiences can not handle true stage-level tragedy–”

“Wade!” You shout, nearly swerving the car as you double check the directions. Past midnight on the freeway after a long day, you barely had the concentration to drive in silence– much less in a car with your partner in it. “Can you help me get us home first before we start arguing over musical movies again. Please?”

Wade hums, tapping his scarred hand against the console, “That’s a big ask, I’m not so sure I can, to tell you the truth. You wanna talk about musical movies? Can we talk about how big The Greatest Showman got when the score is nothing but pop songs? Look, I get the lead actor looks like my crazy-hot new best friend, but the 2010s had way better stuff coming out.”

Turning his head so you could see the shit-eating grin plastered on his face, he whistles a note before speaking. “You missed our exit, by the way.”

“What?” You double check the GPS to make sure he’s not lying. Sure enough, he’s right. “Why didn’t you warn me?”

“Oh, you know. Typical Deadpool, just pissing off everyone around him all the time for no reason,” he chimes in again, and something about his tone sets you off. You speed across the next available ramp, and after the few seconds it takes for you to end up on a deserted road, you stop the car.

Taking a deep inhale, you make sure to hit the inside light so he can see you properly, and you grab the arm still fidgeting next to you. “Wade, what’s up with you?”

His eyes go large, and his expression loses all the mischief immediately. Shaking his head a little, he purses his lips. “Nothing. Nothing’s up.”

“Let’s just get home,” he says after an empty moment, almost like he’s booting up again. “You can yell at me the entire way back, okay? I was being a pain in the ass. I’ll take it lying down, promise.”

Seeing him in the dim, yellow lighting, he’s trying to retreat into his hoodie. He’s pulling away from you even as he speaks, and it makes your stomach turn.

“Let’s–” you start, unbuckling your seatbelt before gripping the door handle.  “Let’s just take a second first.”

You catch a wash of confusion on his face, but you exit the car and walk over to his side before he voices his thoughts out loud. Opening his door, you quickly envelope him in a hug before he can try to pull away again.

You swear you heard a whimper, but it was so quiet, you nearly missed it. Almost instantly, Wade buries his head in your neck, and his arms wrap around your middle tight. 

The two of you stay there, alone, with the gentle sound of crickets chirping in the background for what feels like a small eternity. You know it must have only been a few minutes, because shortly, your thighs burn from the angle you’re bending at, so you gently pull away. You decide not to mention the wetness left on your shirt.

“What do you need?” You ask.

He shakes his head again, but faster this time. “I don’t know. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t even know why I was trying to piss you off.”

“Today was fine, right? I thought so, but all of sudden everything felt like it was going to shit. In my head, I just started going around in circles, going over all the little ways I kept fucking up, and – I don’t know – it got to me.” Wade brings a palm to his forehead. “It’s just one of those hate-yourself days, I guess.” 

You nod, taking one of his hands in yours as you stand on the dying grass surrounding the road. Rubbing his palm with your thumb, trying to transfer some of your warmth to him, you’re suddenly met with an idea so good, you can keep inside the chuckle. 

“Sorry, sorry!” You choke. “Not laughing at you, I just– I just think it’s funny where my brain goes.”

“What do you mean?” He looks up at you with pupils so big, you just want to go back to squeezing him. 

“Well, we’re all alone out here.”

You can almost see the loading screen in Wade’s mind when he breaks out in a laugh. “No way, I finally found someone worse than me.”

“Would you want to?”

He’s nodding before he can even process, but after a second a frown sets in. “You know I’m always down to clown around, but I’d just be a burden right now. I’m all sad and icky and touchy-feely. I don’t even know what I–”

“You want me to handle it?” you interrupt. “I’ll just do stuff we’ve liked doing in the past. You don’t have to worry about a thing, I’ll make it all good for you.”

Wade turns his head away, and for a terrifying moment, you believe you’ve made him uncomfortable. But a part of him wins whatever fight is going on eternally, and when he faces you again, a blush coats his cheeks.“You’d do that?”

“You think I’m offering ‘cause I like hearing myself talk?”

“You have the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard,” he smiles, and not having learned anything, you bend down again to kiss him. He responds fast, bringing a hand up to cup your cheek as he pulls you in closer. No matter how much of you he gets, he always finds himself needing more.

You push his hood down and you carefully run your hands across his scalp, cradling his head, as you deepen the kiss. Licking inside his mouth, you feel more than hear a rumble build in his chest.

Breaking away, you pull your sweater off before laying it on the ground in front of the passenger seat. Stepping to the side, you give Wade a second to process before you order him.

“Kneel.”

He definitely mumbles a soft “holy shit” as he slips out of the car and drops to his knees. Briefly, you run your hands across his shoulders, kneading at the intersection between his shoulders and neck, feeling the tense muscle there. Typical Wade to cause problems instead of talking about his own. Just how long was he carrying around all of this tension? Maybe when you’re both home later, at what will probably be the crack of dawn, you can run him a warm bath or give him a better massage.

For right now, you slip past him and sit in the car seat above him. Angled so your legs dangle out the car door opening, you place a hand around the back of Wade’s neck and urge him closer.

“You ready?” You whisper. “You want to eat me out, Wade?”

He buries his head into your thigh at your words as he lets out a groan, “Yes, please, oh my god.”

Grabbing both of your legs, he lifts them onto his shoulder and he already starts to move his head closer in between them.

“Hold on,” you grab one of his hands, interlocking your fingers. “Here, help me move one of my legs off your shoulder and against your dick.”

To his credit, he does, even as he shivers at your words. As he scooches around, trying to get comfortable or maybe just hungry for more sensation already, you feel his cock half hard.

“You’ve been wanting this, huh? Wanting me to boss you around a little,” you whisper, inching your head closer to his so you can whisper in his ear. “Wanting to hear dirty things in my voice?”

“Yes!’ he shouts. “Yes, please! Can I eat you out, babe? I’ll be good!”

“”Course you will be,” you smile. “You’re always so good for me.”

With a little maneuvering around your legs, you manage to slip your shorts and underwear off, accidentally tossing them into the darkness.

Wade frowns, his brow creasing, “No, I haven’t been very good lately–”

On command, you grab his chin and tilt it so his gaze rests on yours. There’s no hiding from your words now. “Don’t say that. Stop talking.”

“You don’t feel good?” you smirk. “Then prove to me right now how good you can really be.”

He needs no further encouragement as he buries his face between your thighs, already licking across you, teasing you even now. His pace is quick, desperate, but he’s still careful to avoid where you need him most.

With one hand perched at the top of his head, you scratch the other down his neck as a warning, but all it does is draw a moan from him. You can feel the vibrations through you, and it causes you to grind across his mouth.

Panting heavily, you decide to even the score. You press your calf up against his hard cock, inching it backwards and forwards, bit by bit, and that’s all it takes for Wade to remember his own needs. Wanting  you already, he slowly grinds against your leg, and though it feels harsh through his pants, from past experience as well as the wet groans filling the air, you’re sure Wade enjoys it.

Suddenly, he decides to circle your clit in earnest, and it draws a loud moan from you. You begin to grind yourself against his tongue, still somehow working you with coordinated movements despite how out-of-control he humps your leg.

His whimpers slip out of him, as if he’s been completely fucked dumb just by getting off on your leg. The power is heady, and you move your hands to his, wrapping them around his wrists and bringing them in front of him to settle right in front of his stomach. Once you’re sure you’ve got a secure grasp, you bring one of your hands away to tilt his face up to yours so you can kiss him again.

You taste yourself warm on his lips, and the thought causes even more heat to pool at your core. All too soon, you pull away from him and shove his head back between your thighs. 

“Fuck, Wade, so good. You’re so good for me.”

He’s whimpering right into your core and involuntarily, the hand restraining his wrists clenches. The harshness only turns him on further, and he continues rubbing himself along your leg so quick, you’re sure it must be starting to sting.

“Yeah? You like fucking my leg, Wade? I love seeing you grind on me, sweetheart, you’re so pretty.”

His pace increases, and he starts letting out frequent moans in between the warm breaths he exhales onto you. Your thighs are shaking – his speed for you has never faltered – and you shove his face towards you with the palm against his head.

“I’m gonna come. You wanna be my good boy and come with me, huh?”

At that, he releases a loud groan into your pussy, and you feel yourself coming, dripping onto his already soaked face. At your wetness, his grinding only increases, and after only a few more seconds, Wade finishes, cum seeping from his pants onto your leg. 

The two of you stay silent with only your breaths slowly returning to normal to fill the air. Wade’s eyes are large, gazing at you like you’re all he could ever want, and it’s almost too overwhelming for you to return.

Shakily, he pushes off the ground and makes it to his feet before he stumbles to the side. On instinct, you jump from the seat outside to catch him, your arms wrapped around his waist. You’re still afraid that he’ll fall, but Wade lets out a light giggle.

“If you couldn’t drive us home before, I’ve got no clue how we’re making it back now.”

You lightly slap his arm, “You could be nicer to me after I made you come, bitch.”

He lets out a groan that would sound exaggerated if it came from anyone else, “Shit, call me that next time!”

“Next time I wreck you in the middle of nowhere?” you smirk.

“Just name a time and place.”