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I’VE MOVED!

hey guys! i’ve finally moved back to @gyllenhaalstories​! you can send your requests and follow me there! i’m sorry for all the confusion and, hopefully, i won’t have to move blogs again!

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Masterlist

Fanfics

Perks of Being Good (mob boss!Jake x associate!reader) Prologue | Chapter 1

Pygmalion (Jake x screenwriter!reader) 1. Pygmalion | 2. Galatea

Spirals (dark!Jake x nefarious!reader) Chapter 1

Headcanons/Imagines

Jake won’t shut up about his family

Under the mistletoe

Oral fixation

Hair pulling

Sharing your kinks

500 Celebration (closed)

Inspiration (Morf Vandewalt x artist!reader)

Captain’s Daughter (Detective Loki x reader)

Cannot Stop (Quentin Beck x Stark!reader)

Bland (Jake x reader, enemies to lovers)

Never Been Kissed (Jake x reader)

When He Falls (Quentin Beck x accomplice!reader) Part 1 | Part 2

Nat’s Match Making Service (closed)

Check the tag

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“Stop. I had enough, that’s enough! Out! All of you get out of here. Fuck! Go fuck yourself. Get your ass out of this room, I said! The little bitch here in front of me and I have to talk alone, fuck! ”

“I did nothing!”

“You … What did you decide to do? Do you really want to make my coronary arterias explod and see my blood splatters at you feet? Do you want to?”

“I did nothing!!”

“Oh, please, shut up!”

“I wasn’t in that damned school toilet fucking with my classmate!”

“No? Really? Give me a reason why you wouldn’t . Just one, only make yourself sure it’s the fucking best of all the fuck’s good reasons ever, and maybe I’ll believe you!”

“Are you sure you want to hear it?”

“Badly sure!”

“Okay. I’m not fucking anyone because I want your ass as much as you want mine. That’s why you are freaking out!”

“What the fuck are you babbling about, boy?”

“Come on, you’re a man of law.  Put your left hand on the bible and swear its not like I said, you’re going to give me trial and I’ll do the same with you.”

“Don’t you cross that line, I warn you, and lower your fucking tone of voice!”

“Okay, I’ll whisper it to you then. Go lock that door and come here, let’s get this anger off with the rest of our clothes, man. ”

“You, motherfucker. ”

“You like me, I know and I like you, and we just want to fuck each other, that’s all. We are perfect equation as nature meant, getting her own way, naturally, since nature has screwed us first. ”

“You are nothing to me but a brat! ”

“Come over here , and say it again looking me straight in the eye. ”

➡️Gifs aren’t mine

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Give me your love | t.h.

Pairing: sub!Tom Holland x dom!Reader 

Summary: Punishment isn’t meant to be easy. 

Warnings: established D/s relationship, orgasm denial, use of a cock ring, ruined orgasms, cum eating

A/N: This is FILTHY, also Tom is a squirmy lil sub, pass it on. 

Word Count: 2.5k

Afficher davantage

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Zendaya BTS for Lancôme

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underneath the read more, you can find my works in progress! they are not ranked in order of priority, since it is very important for me to write what i have muse for. also, i have recovered all of my requests now and i will get to them when i have inspiration to finish each & every one of them! so i'm not forgetting anyone and this is not an exhaustive list! 

PLEASE NOTE that everything will be posted on my original blog, @gyllenhaalstories! i will switch themes up and change icons when the moving will be complete (it should be done as soon as i’m done with my emergency optometrist appointment and get my new phone). this blog will also change to archive-gyllenhaalstories or something like that to avoid confusion. i’ll keep you guys updated on the whole thing! 

Tom Holland x Reader in The Nutcracker (y'all my idea sucks i'm warning you) part 1 & 2 

Tom Holland x Reader: facesitting, 

Jake Gyllenhaal x Reader: calling him daddy for the first time, 

Henry Cavill x Reader: fingering & oral (I CAN’T WRITE FOR HIM I’LL SUCK SO MUCH why did i even offer to write for anyone except like jake lol ajdgqw but i’ll try my best!) 

& Sad/Dad!Tom Holland x Reader. 

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skymoonandstardust a réagi à votre billet “last night, i was watching barbie in the nutcracker and i had an idea...”

COUNT ME IN! and please tag me if you write it-- I adore the idea of tom in the nutcracker

omg!!!! thank you for the support!!!! i’ll def tag you, lovie! it might take an original turn, but i hope you will love it!

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dramaholic18 a réagi à votre billet “last night, i was watching barbie in the nutcracker and i had an idea...”

Yes! I’d be so down!!! Please make it happen

thank you so much for your support!!!! i definitely will make it happen, i’m already working on it! 

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can you please tag your stuff as asks or something and not smut/imagine? sorry if this comes off as rude, not my intention 😰

shoot, my bad! i didn’t know it was annoying anyone. old roleplay habits of tagging everything die hard, believe me! i’ll tag the answered requests accordingly, but i’ll use “gyllenhaalstories answers” as my usual ask tag. i hope this satisfies you, nonny!

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— Jake Gyllenhaal & 4 year-old Leila for Calvin Klein, directed by Cary Fukunaga.

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t h i g h s

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last night, i was watching barbie in the nutcracker and i had an idea for a 2 parts one shot starring tom holland... would anyone be interested in some angsty ballet competition and some fluff ending? 

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extraordinary merry christmas 🎄  (part 2: th)

summary: the countdown to christmas was hectic! you ran errands, cooked and prepared the house to celebrate with your boyfriend, tom. your parents accepted to share their cabin on the countryside with you so you could both enjoy a real holiday together and properly celebrate. spoiler alert, the hot cocoa is not the only thing that’s hot!

warnings: fluffy smut & vanilla smut 

word count: 1566

notes: read part one here! the stories are completely unrelated, but i’d appreciate if you read both! i know this is like two hours late, but let’s pretend christmas is extended this year! 

“I didn’t know your parents owned such a beautiful place!” Tom exclaimed when he parked the car in the alleyway of the cabin. He was expecting something rustic and woody, not even bigger than a kitchen and a room, but he was wrong.

At the death of your maternal grandparents, your mother inherited her childhood home and decided to turn it into a cabin all of your family members could visit once in a while. She finally trusted you enough to give you the keys and let your boyfriend Tom and you spend some quality time together.

You two packed foods, board games and comfy clothings and drove outside New York city to the cabin. Soft snowflakes recovered your heads when you got out of the car and carried the bags to the front door. “When I was a kid, I used to think we had a secret castle.” You chuckled at the memories of this beautiful and historical house. Nowadays, it would not be worth much on the market, but it had a huge emotional value.

“And today, you love being called princess. Everything makes sense!” Tom poked his tongue out playfully at you and you replied by bumping your hip on his while you unlocked the front door. “I’ll start the fire!” He basically ran to the fireplace and worked on the wood already. 

“Thank you for helping me with the bags, darling!” You rolled your eyes and smiled at his excitement before you went back to the car and brought everything home. The fire was highly appreciated since the weather started to get a little chilly, but your tired arms would have preferred extra muscles to carry the leftovers from your parents’ dinner and all the other things you carried to make the place feel homey. 

“I get what cavemen felt when they domesticated the fire.” Tom thought out loud, rubbing his palms in front of the growing flames. 

“Cavemen helped their cavewomen set the table for dinner too, you know.” 

“I’m sure you made that up.” 

It was your turn to poke your tongue out at him. This was a much needed vacation for the two of you. Work had been insane lately, both for Tom with Cherry and for you with your job. It all felt like the pressure of the December rush disappeared when you two sat down in front of the food. 

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You had built a cozy fort of pillows and blankets on the floor of the living room and you were watching the flames burn in the fireplace. Something about it was mesmerizing, but not as much as the light shining on Tom’s relaxed face when you looked at him. Only, you found him looking at you instead. “What?” You questioned, your eyebrows turning into giant question marks on your forehead. 

“Nothing, just missed ya.” He shrugged and covered your cheeks with gentle pecks. “It was not the same without you, back in Cleveland.” 

“I missed you too, Tommy.” You responded to his kisses by covering his neck with pecks too.

He continued talking. “I just wanted you around all the time. I wanted to show you around set, have you as an extra in all the scenes and I wanted to rehearse my lines with you like we always do.” He helped you set your head on his chest as he leaned against the couch behind your two bodies. “I also wanted to come to the hotel and forget about my rough day. I wanted to enjoy all of my free time and spend it with you. Hugging you…” He did exactly that. “Kissing those perfect lips of yours,” He put his words into action. “And making love to my beautiful girlfriend.” 

You looked up at him and he nodded. When he came back to your home from filming, he was drained. He barely had enough energy to unpack his luggage and go out for the first two days. After that, you two were caught up in Christmas preparation and shopping that you were rarely left alone together. Plus, your parents invited you over and had this belittling rule of no physical contact under their roof, like you two were just some sneaky and hormonal teenagers. When he nodded, he was giving you, and himself too, permission to finally reconnect. 

He fixed a pillow to lay your head down on when he helped you down, hovering your body with his. He was clothed in that beige Christmas sweater you’ve seen in all his family portraits for the past ten years. Despite how built and bulky he got for Spider-Man, or how he had to change his physique for his role in Cherry, it fit him the same way he did when he was a kid. You found it ugly when you pulled it out of the dryer or the drawer, but whenever he wore it, you could not help but think it was sexy. And he could guess it by the way you bit on your lower lip. Tom ended up removing his sweater and letting your hands touch all over his sides and chest, his abdomen and his back. 

“Missed you.” You whispered and nibbled at his ear when you wrapped your legs around his waist, bringing him much closer to your body. He moved back up into a kneeling position so he could work his belt open and kick his pants off. You did the same on your side, along with your top too. 

His eyes darkened with lust when he saw your almost naked body. “Missed you so fuckin’ much.” He replied and trailed kisses from your ankles to your inner thighs, making you shiver despite the fire nearby. 

He went to kiss your core, still covered by your panties. He noticed the dark spot left by your wetness and you were hit by another wave of goosebumps at the feeling of his hot breath against your sensitive skin. You waited for his next move and your body responded to him, your legs being open wide as soon as he slid your panties off and threw them in the pile of clothing. 

Tom brought his index to your folds and ran it through the wetness before he slowly and carefully slid it in your tight entrance. He found a comfortable position for himself and he rocked his finger in and out of you, adding a second and a third one carefully. “So tight for me, baby. Such a good feeling.” 

“Tom, please, I want to feel you.” You begged and caressed his nearly shaved head gently, which was contradictory to how your body violently wiggled under his touch. 

“Shhh, be patient.” He told you and brought his mouth to your clit. He teased it with the tip of his tongue, flicking over the exposed bud before he sucked it in his mouth. His fingers kept fucking you and bringing you just close enough, to his liking. “You’re not coming yet.” Tom warned you when he pulled his fingers outside of your hole. He watched you clench around nothing and he moved up to your face again. He held himself up with one hand and presented the wet ones to your lips.

You pouted when he decided to ruin your first orgasm, but you smiled of happiness when he allowed you to suck his fingers clean. Both of you enjoyed it and moaned when your tongue licked over the pads of his fingers. 

“Ready for me, darling?” He waited for your approval and he pushed his hard cock, inch by inch, inside of you. You were stretching hard around him, despite his efforts of opening you up. It felt so good to him, being inside of you after so many weeks. He came over during Thanksgiving, but spent most of his time catching up with his brothers, promising that the holidays would be all devoted to you. 

“Faster, Tommy, fast-” Your moans resonated against the wooden walls of the living room when he picked up the pace. He was filling you up so good that you tilted your head back against the pillow and wrapped your legs even tighter around him, helping him move deeper into you. “Just like that, yes!” You encouraged him. 

Tom’s attention was focused on you and on your expressions every time he pulled out or pushed inside of you. You two were making obscene noises, and it was driving him wild. He leaned down to kiss down your chest and, as soon as you pulled one of your breasts out of the cup of your bra, he sucked the hardened nipple in his warm mouth. That extra touch was bringing you over the edge, he just knew it. “You wanna come for me, beautiful?” 

He stared up at you and switched nipples, giving it the same treatment. “Fuck, yes! I want to come so bad!” You managed to say, in a barely coherent mix of moans and screams as he kept thrusting his hips against yours. 

“Come with me.” He told you and you felt him spilling inside of you when you reached your orgasm too. He crashed down on your body, careful not to hurt you, and he captured your lips in a loving kiss. 

“That’s exactly how I want to spend the rest of our holidays.” You admitted, with a content grin on your face. 

“Merry Christmas, princess.” 

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Okay but imagine waking up to being ontop of Jakey but like Tom is kissing between your shoulder blades and lower back because he wants you to wake up already and he’s a little jealous Jake got to have you on top of him all night, like UGHHH A GIRL NEED THAt

Literally... all I need in life...

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“Mhm, babe wake up,” Tom mumbles, his lips leaving a trail of goosebumps down your back as he attempts to kiss you awake.

You grumble, arms tightening around Jake’s sides as he rocks you back and forth, slowly waking up as well.

Tom’s always a little jealous when you fall asleep on top of Jake and he’s stuck lying next to the both of you.

“We can sleep in Tommy,” you whine, “is’ Saturday, nobody’s filming and we all have the day off.”

Tom cuddles closer to you, kissing your shoulder as Jake throws an arm around him.

Tom yelps as Jake pulls him closer to both of your bodies after Tom felt slightly left out.

“That better, babe?” Jake asks, his head falling to the side as Tom presses a kiss to the side of his jaw, nodding sleepily.

“Is so much better,” Tom replies, slinging an arm around your waist as you all fall back to sleep.

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Tom x Christmas 🎄

Merry Christmas to everyone who is or will be celebrating! 

I hope you all have a wonderful time! 💖

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I say you copy and paste all your writings on a doc in case something like this happens again. Then consider making one of them a side blog, whatever that side blog is focused on is entirely up to you.🌺

you’re a genius about the documents with all the writings! i’ve already started doing that. i save all the requests and the gifs first, and then make different google docs with all the completed writing pieces. safety first (i learned my lesson just a little too late)! but this is such a great idea, love!  i mean, i’m really considering going back to my original blog and keep this one just in case another catastrophe happened! i have not written much original content here, so that would not be too sad to just switch back! thank you for your advice! 

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sooooo, my first blog ( @gyllenhaalstories​ ) has been brought to life out of nowhere? should i go back there (where all my requests were answered!) or keep this one instead? i could reblog my requests and recover the unanswered ones and post them all here. i need your opinion, guys!

update: i’m leaning towards moving to my original blog, so it’s less trouble to resend all the requests and all. i AM CONFUSION and indecisive