#Tom Hanson imagine

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

Tags: @illiana-mystery

warnings: swearing, menstruation

The door slammed shut and I heard Tom walking through the apartment. It was clear he didn't expect me to be home as he rummaged through the kitchen. I buried my head in the pillows and groaned. The door to the bedroom opened.

"Shit!" Tom cried. I lifted my head and stared at him. "Sorry. Just didn't expect you to be here." I nodded and laid back down. Tom came to sit next to me. "Did you even go to work today?"

"No." I said, voice muffled by the pillow. Tom ran his fingers through the back of my hair. "I'm in so much pain I feel sick."

"I'm sorry." Tom said. He leaned down to press a kiss to my head. "You should have told me. I would have stayed home with you." I rolled over and Tom ran the backs of his fingers over my cheek.

“You’d be bored today. I didn’t do anything today. Just been trying to sleep.” I mumbled.

“Any luck?” I shook my head. Tom sighed and crawled over me to lay down. “Come here.” He held his arms open for me. I crawled over to him and laid down on his chest. One of Tom���s hands wrapped around my shoulders and the other settled on my abdomen. His fingers slipped under my shirt, warm fingers pressing against me.

“Or maybe you could have done this all day.” I moaned. Tom chuckled as he tugged me closer. “Tommy I swear you have magic fingers.”

“alright alright.” He laughed. “Just don’t tell Doug. He’ll want me to do something.” I giggled.

“I don’t want to know.” I said, burying my face in his chest. “Did you finish the bust?”

“no.” Tom sighed. “A few more days. And then I’ll be out. I’m starting to hate that school.” I nodded against him. “The kids might actually be right about this one. The threats to the teacher…man if I’d had a teacher like him…”

“that bad?” I mumbled. Tom nodded before resting his chin on the top of my head.

“he went off on a tangent about how students are little shits and they should bring back corporal punishment. He picked up a desk. I’m pretty sure he was getting ready to throw it at a student.” Tom sighed. “The principal walked in. He dropped the desk. I jumped. Half the class jumped. We got let out to recess early.” Tom looked down and smiled when he noticed me passed out on his chest.

[littlerobbinphantomhive19]

I’m at the beach right now so have a nice little Johnny Depp/Tom Hanson imagine

Imagine taking a beach trip with him and walking the beach. 🏖️

Him watching you pick up seashells and looking at the different shorebirds going about their lives.

Going out to eat at the quaint little restaurants in the town accompanied by the little thrift/beach shops.

Getting up early to watch the sunrise on the beach and then going back later to watch the sunset. 🌅

You two laying on a towel under an umbrella just relaxing to the sound of the waves crashing.

[drugs-and-daddyissues]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 (𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲)

𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

🩷 f!reader 🩵 m!reader 💛 gn!reader

🔞 smut 🎀 fluff 🥀 angst | masterlist II

🍼 cw: pregnancy/babies | 🧸 cw: age gap

♡ 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

"fuck away the pain" 🔞🩷

Hate Fucking 🔞🩷

My Little Minx 🔞🩷

Blood & Roses 🔞🩷

loml 🥀🩷

Delicate flower 🔞🩷🧸

Birthday surprises 🎀🩷

"You're okay, right?" 🥀🎀💛

Dancing with a stranger 🔞🩷🧸

Look at me 🔞🩷

His angels 🎀🩷🍼

Attention whore 🔞🩷

♡ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

Johnny as a Taylor Swift playlist

Johnny Depp who didn't know he had a child 🎀🥀🩷🍼

Threesome 🔞🩷 (MFF)

Being a famous singer and wanting to tie the knot 🎀💛

Family man 🎀🩷🍼

Vampire AU 🎀💛

Exploring your body 🔞🩷

Domesticity 🎀🩷🍼

Smoke 🎀💛

Friends to lovers 🎀💛

Fangirl 🎀🩷🧸

Pet names 🎀🩷🧸

Married life 🩷🎀

Pottery 💛🎀

Missed birth 🩷🥀🍼

Glances 💛🎀

Nursery 🩷🎀🍼

Family friends/brat taming 🔞💛🧸

Accidental virginity loss 🎀🩷🧸

Illness 🎀💛

After Winona 🥀🩷

The other woman 🥀🩷🍼

Country accent 🎀🩷

♡ 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

An Heir To The Throne 🔞🩷🍼

♡ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

Nothing yet..

♡ 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Eudaemonia 🎀💛

♡ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

Nothing yet..

♡ 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Hands To Myself 🔞🩷

Slow Down 🔞🩷

Backseat Lovers 🔞🩷

Caught Red Handed 🔞🩷

Close Calls 🎀💛

♡ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

Your camera roll if you were dating him 🎀🩷🩵

Tom as your boyfriend headcanons 💛/🩷

Arguing with him, and it leading to the best make up sex ever 🔞🩷

Reader with baby fever 🔞🎀🩷🍼

Same last name 🎀💛

Cory and Dean got married 🎀💛

Period comfort 🎀🩷

Stubborn 🎀💛

Love languages 🎀💛

NSFW alphabet 🔞🩷/💛

Uniform 🎀💛

Realization 💛🎀

♡ 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Wear the hat, ride the pirate 🔞🩷

Gone 🥀🩷🍼

♡ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

His religion is pussy eating 🔞🩷

NSFW alphabet 🔞🩷

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𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐚

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰

𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐝

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬

𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐞

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[21jumpstreet-x-reader]

Pretty Boy [Drabble]

Summary: Why do you always make Tom's life hard?

There was a groan and then there was a huff. Tom begrudgingly peaked open his eyes, before yawning. He felt around his bed looking for something... or someone; His eyes widen and he quickly looked around his now empty room. Where was Y/n?

You swifty gulped the juice, before throwing away the bottle. You sighed before, stretching your arms and back. Without warning you felt two arms wrap around your waist and pull you close.

"What's got you up?" Tom leaned his chin on your shoulder, before kissing your cheek.

"I was thirsty. Is that a crime officer?"

He hums, ignoring you, "So, are you coming back to bed?"

You side-eye him, wondering if maybe you should play with him a little. "I'm kinda missing my bed."

Without missing a beat, he responds, "My bed is your bed."

"Mmm, I don't know," You lean into his chest, bringing your hand up to his face, as your nail slowly goes down his cheek, "I love the.... familiarity of it."

You feel his grip tighten around your waist, "Why are you being so mean?"

You grab his hands, raking them off of you, "Oh, please Tom. We're just friends."

Tom backs away from you and you turn around to face him. He was leaning on his kitchen island counter, his arms crossed, "Just friends?"

"That's what I said. I'm glad you cops know how to hear and comprehend words."

"Do you sleep with all your friends?"

"Just the pretty boys," You fiddle with his hair, before pushing his forehead. You move past the male, heading back to the room. Before you reach the hallway, you turn back towards him, "So are you coming, Pretty Boy?"

[drugs-and-daddyissues]

Why does this not have more likes!!!

Attention to Detail

GIF credit: @angel060563

Summary: Men rarely pay attention to the things women say, but that's not the case with Officer Tom Hanson.

Tom Hanson x Reader 

A/N: Just a quick Drabble!

Warnings: None! fluff!

Word Count: 958 :)

For the past three weeks me and Penhall were at a local high school making a bust on drug dealing. 

It was always fun when me and Doug were put on a case together, he always knew how to make these cases interesting.

After I got a gun pointed to my head by one of the suspects we made an arrest. 

I asked Jenko if I could have the day off and work at my desk. 

“Hey how you doing” Penhall asked pulling a chair next to me. 

“I’m fine…isn’t the first time I got a gun placed to my head”.  

“Hanson, Penhall, Y/L/N in my office” Jenko spoke. 

I took a seat next to Penhall on the couch while Hanson stood up.

“We got a new case apparently somebody is trying to relocate SouthCentral High School one room at a time. Last night was the fourth BE in the same amount of months. No forced entry, no busted windows”. Jenko informed.

“Doesn’t sound like much of a break in” I added. 

“Burglary says to smacks of an inside gig. Like one kid gets a set of master keys, the next thing, half the school’s drinking free sodas, and on top of that, some teachers getting free roses from so secret admirer” Jenko continued.

“Got any suspects?” Hanson asked. 

“Got a couple. My best bet is a guy named Jeffery Stone. Sells everything from hot records to tickets to the Boss’s concerts, third row”. 

“Sounds like a real sales man” I spoke. 

“well Hanson your on this case. Penhall will be your backup in case things go south. Y/N I want you here going over this Stone guys profile see if you can get anything off him” Jenko informed us.

“Not a problem I gotta help Ayoki study for his test anyway”.

The three of us group outside by Hansons desk. 

“So aside from the kid selling merchandise we also got a stalker creeping on a teacher and leaving her flowers” Penhall spoke grabbing a cup of coffee.

“At least she’s getting flowers” I mumbled sitting on Hanson’s desk. 

“Aw come on Y/N I bet you get flowers all the time” Penhall teased. 

I rolled my eyes. 

“What no one’s given you a bouquet of roses?” Hanson asked. 

I look at him. 

“I don’t even remember the last time I got a single flower let alone a whole bouquet. Besides roses are so clique every girl loves red roses. I on the other hand am very different...Would make my day if a guy got me a single white lily my favorite flower”.   

***

It was getting late, Ayoki and I had been doing practice questions for I don’t know how many hours. 

We decided to break for a while and I took it as an opportunity to rest my head on my desk. 

But ended up knocking out instead. 

The sound of a loud book hitting my desk made me shot up. 

“A felon cannot be issued a drivers license” I spoke still half asleep. 

I rubbed my eyes to see a smiling Hanson sitting on top of my desk. 

“Oh it’s just you Hanson” I yawed stretching. 

“What are you still doing here this late” he broke into a smirk.

“it’s not that late it’s only…midnight” I looked over at my watch.

“She was helping me study that is until she fell asleep two hours ago” Ayoki smiled passing by.

“God I am tiered” I rubbed my eyes again. 

“Why don’t you let me give you a ride I’m about to head out anyways” Hanson said. 

I took him up on his offer, and he drove me home. 

“Can I ask you something” he asked staring at the road in front of him.

“Shoot.”

“You know so much about cars yet you don’t own one?” He smirked.

I let out a small chuckle. 

“Yeah well I live about a twenty min walk from the chapel. 

And if I ever wanted a ride somewhere I don’t live that far away from Penhall so I could always ask him for a lift”. 

“From the time I’ve been here not once have I seen you and Penhall come in together”.

“Ok if I’m honest I prefer walking it helps clear my mind”.

“Sounds like a fair game” he glances over at me. 

When we arrived to the front of my apartment complex I thanked him for the ride. 

He stayed and made sure I got inside before taking off. 

Hanson was starting to rub off on me. 

***

The following day Hanson closed the case, and made an arrest turns out the janitor was the one setting up Stone. 

I was at my desk cleaning out my file drawer when I notice someone sit on my desk. 

Looking up I saw a smiling Hanson again.

“Hey Hanson congrats not screwing up your case” I smiled. 

“Thanks…hey I got something for you” he spoke nervously. 

I gave him a confused look before he pulled his hand from behind his back. 

There in my sight was a single white lily. 

“What’s this” I smiled. 

“Well you said  you didn’t remember the last time you got a flower so I took it upon myself to get you one” he smiled. 

“And you got me a white lily” I took the flower from him smelling it.

“What you didn’t think I was paying attention?”.

“Well Hanson no offense but most guys don’t usually pay attention to what comes out of my mouth. But in fact are paying more attention to…well you get the idea” I laughed. 

“Well I just thought you could use something nice to start your day” he smiled.

I got up and kissed him on his cheek. 

“Thank you Hanson” I whispered to him. 

He blushes.

[star0mania]

TWD OC U3U

"I am Eddie Delkins. The Theatre Kid and Carl's awesome boyfriend....NOW EAT THIS SUCKA!" 

Full Name: Edward "Eddie" Delkins

Preferred name: Eddie

Age: 10 (season 1) 12 (season 2-3) 13 (season 4-5) 14 (season 6-8) 15 (season 9)

Date  of Birth: Unknown

Place of Birth: Utah

Gender: Male

Birth gender: Female

Titles: -The Theatre Kid -The Class Clown

Nickname: Eddie (various people) Eds (close friends) Eddie Spaghetti (best friends) Stupid nutbrain (sister)

Sexuality: Panromantic, Demisexual

Weapon: A baseball bat with needles

Personality: Kind Honest Brave Bold Adventurous Funny Loyal Caring Independent Stubborn Impatient Sarcastic  Kind of innocent? Cocky "You hurt them, you die" Tries to make people feel better about the currant situation- 

Hobbies: Playing on piano Solving puzzles Playing with his pet fox Reading Playing on the drums Drawing  Magic tricks

Best Friends: Carl Grimes 

Friends: Judith Grimes Your OC Daryl Dixon  Hershal Greene Beth Greene Mikey Lori Grimes Maggie Rhee  Glenn Rhee e.t.c

Enemies: The bad guys pfff

Family: Cole Moncreo (adopted father), 31, deceased, got beaten by Negan's bat Actor: Pedro Pascal

Elle Delkins (twin sister) alive Actress: Bella Ramsey  Crush: Enid Rhee (soon becomes her girlfriend)

Terrence Delkins (brother) 15, deceased, got shot by Eddie after getting bitten by a walker in season 3 Actor: Tom Holland

Millie (mother) 41, deceased, eaten by walkers -Picture: Unknown-

Jacob (father) 41, deceased, got shot by Rick in season 5 because he was an enemy working for an enemy group, The Fireflies (yes I made it up).

Firestar (pet fox) deceased, suffered from starvation in season 9

Rofee (pet dog), deceased, got stabbed by Elle after getting bitten by a walker in season 9

Cottontail (sister's pet rabbit) alive

"Terry, why doesn't mommy and daddy love me?...."

Actors:

Kid:  Jackson Robert Scott

Teenager: Cameron Boyce   (RIP  our favorite Carlos De Vil  <//3)

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"I'm so glad my awesome boyfriend is okay!"

Love Interest: Carl Grimes

Ship Name: Ceddie Edarl Carlddie

Music in Me- HSM Never Enough- The Greatest Showman A Million Dreams- The Greatest Showman Heather- Conan Gray Teenage Dream- Katy Perry Heat Waves- Glass Animals Rewrite the Stars- The Greatest Show(edit version) Cheerleader- OMI Love is Love- Trey Pearson  A Thousand Years- Christina Perri Bad Romance- Lady Gaga Dandelions- Ruth B.

Love languages: Physical affection Quality touch

Relationship tropes:  sun + moon Energetic x Tired Endgame Right person, wrong time

Relationship Status: Season 1-2: Friends Season 3-4: Crushes Season 5-8: Dating

Relationship Variants: Robin x Finney (TBP) Shinsou x Denki (MHA) Kai x Adam (The Hollow) Amity x Luz (TOH) Kirishima x Bakugou (MHA)

Character variants:  Sammy (JWCC) Hawks (MHA) Izuku (MHA) Squirrelflight (Warriors) Michael Afton (FNAF) Luz (TOH) Rodrick (Diary of a Wimpy Kid) Richie (IT) Boris (The Goldfinch) Hiccup (HTTYD) Jack Frost (ROTG)

Dead or Alive: Dead

Cause of Death: Influenza 

First Appearance:  1x2, Guts  First Line: "For a kid my age, you're kinda short, short-stack"--- to Carl Grimes when they meet Last Appearance:  8x2, The Bridge Last Line: "Meet ya'll on the other side..."---- to Elle and the group before succumbing to the illness

Theme songs: Mary on a Cross- Ghost Ghost- Justin Bieber  Lovely- Billie Ellish Its Been So Long- The Living Tombstone  Waiting on a Miricle- Encanto Requiem- Dear Evan Hanson Walking the Wire- Imagine Dragons Enemy- Imagine Dragons Believer- Imagine Dragons Changes- Hayd Daddy Issues- The Neighborhood  Home- Nick Jonas Family- Mother Mother See you Again- Wiz  Khalifa Poker Face- Lady Gaga Boys don't Cry- The Cure

For the Delkins family: Its been so long- The Living Tombstone Afton Family- KryFuze

"I should be dead...but I'm not...." "Hurt my friends and I will kill you..."

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Backstory: Edward "Eddie" Delkins was born to a "happy" married couple named Millie and Jacob Delkins.  He had two siblings. An older brother named Terrance and a two-year younger sister named Elle. His parents always expected a lot from him but hey, he still loved them. He revealed he was trans when he was 6 but of course his parents didn't like that, but his siblings accepted him and helped him go through treatment. When the outbreak happened, he was in his room, reading until he heard his older brother yelling. When he went to check what was going on, he saw two zombies eating his mom. He   lets out a horrific scream as his brother practically threw him, his sister's bunny Fluffball, the family dog Rofee and his sister into the van and drove off. They soon find Pedro who raises them like his own children. In season 5, the Delkins siblings and their dad were reunited. Elle and Eddie had their suspicions and didn't trust him but Eddie pretended to so he could get the truth from him. Once Eddie and his dad were alone, Eddie's dad told him about his plan to wipe out the survivors and demanded him to join them, even guiltripping him but Eddie refused, causing his dad to go off the edge. He soon went  to the survivors and attacked them with the Fireflies. But the fight stopped when Eddie shot his dad. And the rest is history :D

𝐹𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓈;

Spicy Food:  Butter Chicken

Sweet: Candy

Book: Warriors

TV show: Stranger Things

Movie: IT

Anime: My Hero Academia

Manga: MHA and Assassination Classroom

Animal: Foxes and Wolves. Can't forget bunnies or dogs

Song: Running up that Hill by Kate Bush

[cannibalcoyote]

Masterlist:

*Imagines that aren’t linked means that they aren’t published yet*

Original Stories:

Senseless Reality

Series

Imagines/One-shots:

Die Hard (Movies):

Simon Gruber Pt.1: A Stranger

Simon Gruber Pt.2: A Savior

Simon Gruber: Am I Worth Anything?

Simon Gruber: Vengeance

Simon Gruber: Lost

Simon Gruber: Fear

Simon Gruber: Escape

Simon/Hans Gruber Pt.1: Alone

Simon Gruber Pt.2: I Will Protect You

DH3 Cast: Anxiety

Star Trek:

Christopher Pike: You Saved Me

Christopher Pike: Arguments

Seven of Nine: Effigy

War Games (1983):

In progress

David Bowie/Characters:

David Bowie: Sun Rays and Rainy Days

David Bowie: The Actress

David Bowie: Kid Sister

David Bowie: Don't Go

David Bowie: Security

David Bowie: Confrontations

David Bowie: Determination

Jack Celliers: Beautiful Eyes

Jack Celliers: Sadie

Jack Celliers: Alive

Rockstar: Your Story (Interview)

I Can't Stay Here Anymore

Jareth: Quelled Fear

Jareth: Twin Souls

Jareth: Lost Child

Jareth: Lost Queen

Jareth: Back Away

Mick Ronson:

Rockstar: Your Story (Interview)

I Can't Stay Here Anymore

Hannibal (TV):

Hannibal Lecter Pt.1: Antisocial

Hannibal Lecter Pt.2:Antisocial

Hannibal Lecter: New Patient

Hannibal Lecter: Protector

Marvel/DC:

Alfred Pennyworth: Alone

The Elder Maximoff (Series)

Animes:

In progress

The Lion King:

Scar: What Did I Do?

Scar: Betrayal

Scar's Adopted Brother (Series)

Cats (Musical):

In progress

Broadchurch:

Alec Hardy: A Messed Up Situation

Alec Hardy: Correlation Does Not Equal Causation

Unraveled (Series)

Harry Potter:

Severus Snape: Siblings

BBC:

In progress

Johnny Depp:

Johnny Depp: Bodyguard Bestfriend

Tom Hanson: Where is Y/N?

Sweeney Todd: Feeling Fatherly

John Dillinger: I Loved You

Jack Sparrow: Too Far

George Jung: Dangerous Affair

House MD:

In progress

MASH:

In progress

NCIS/Criminal Minds:

Aaron Hotchner: Found Out

Aaron Hotchner: First and Last Phone Call

BAU: Team Member to Murderer

Jethro Gibbs: The Dangers of Pride

Peaky Blinders:

In progress

The Dressmaker:

Tilly Dunnage: I'll Be Here

LOTR/The Hobbit:

Thranduil: Why Did You Run?

Thranduil: Abandoned

Thranduil: Nin Naur

Woodland Princess (Series)

House of the Dragon:

Daemon Targaryen/Matt Smith: Two Face

Daemon Targaryen: Daughter

Daemon Targaryen: Bastard

Daemon Targaryen: Unexpected

Aemond Targaryen: Blood Debt

Hazbin Hotel:

In progress

[fangirl-imagines]

Teach//Tom Hanson x Reader

A/N: Very short but I love when Tom plays a McQuaid brother. Part 2?

“Good morning class!” Y/N rushed through the door of her classroom in a huff, trying not to look like she’d been running through the halls just a minute ago. 

Her bag threatened to fall off her shoulder as she fumbled with her teacher’s guide textbooks and grade books that she was quick to drop down onto her desk with a loud thud. Student’s snickered but she ignored them as she kicked the door shut with her heel and haphazardly brushed the hair out of her face. She glanced at her watch and frowned. Tardiness wasn’t exactly becoming of a teacher. Especially a new teacher trying to make a good impression. 

“Okay, so we’re running a bit behind this morning. Not that any of you mind I’m sure.” She remarked, shuffling through her things. 

The class laughed and even without looking up she could hear the crumple of paper balls flying across the classroom. 

“We’ve got a lot to go over today but first things first, I’m told we have a new student today...Aha!” She finally touched the slip of paper the secretary had passed to her as she’d rushed in this morning. “Is there a Mr-” She paused, reading over the name again. Surely it must be a typo. Her brows narrowed, she looked, eyes immediately landing on the very familiar man sitting in the back row. He smirked at her, popping his gum. “McQuaid.” 

She crossed her arms with a glare, getting curious looks from a few clueless students. 

Tommy McQuaid smirked, “Hi ya, teach.” 

You huffed, shaking your head, but wisely said nothing. You were going to kill him when you got home tonight. But for now you straightened up, a stiff, forced smile working its way onto your face. 

“Its Ms.Y/L/N, Mr. McQuaid. There’s also no gum in my class but seeing as it’s your first day we’ll let it slide.” 

“Sure thing, teach.” He winked at you, swallowing the gum. 

You were really going to kill him. 

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

warnings: fight, feelings of abandonment, swearing

“How long is it going to be this time Tommy?” I asked as I sat on his bed, watching him pack a bag with clothes that would turn him into Tom McQuaid. “How long are you going to be gone?” Tom looked at me. The way his jaw was set told me he was already fed up with this conversation.

“I already told you (Y/N). It’s however long it takes to make the bust.” He sighed out his nose before throwing a flannel shirt into the bag, not even bothering to fold it. “I tell you this every. Single. Time. This little song and dance we do is starting to get on my nerves.” I let out a dry laugh.

“it’s getting on my nerves too Tom.” I tugged the flannel out of his bag and folded it, tossing it back in the bag once I was done. “But this is a conversation we need to have. One we have to have every single time. Mainly because you seem forget I exist the second you step out that door and into the chapel.” His eyes flicked to meet mine.

“It’s…” he started. I shook my head.

“for my own protection.” I snapped. “So you keep telling me Tom. But you seem to fail to understand that while it does protect me from anything that’s out there threatening to get you, it doesn’t protect me from the hurt that follows you out the damn door.” Tom stilled as I met his eyes.

“I can’t do anything about that.” He muttered after a few minutes. “I wish I could. But I can’t. Even a phone call could blow my cover. You know this. You knew what you were getting into when we started this.”

“Tom…” he shook his head.

“You seem to always forget. This is what you signed up for. You knew what you were getting into (Y/N). You knew what jumpstreet entailed. You knew!”

“you don’t get to throw that at me tom. I know what I signed up for.” I moved off the bed and stared him down. “You promised me that you wouldn’t give me a seconds notice anymore. That when you knew, I knew. I know for a fact that fuller knew about this for a week. A week Tom. And yet you said nothing.”

“how do you know that fuller assigned me a week ago?” There was a flash of something in toms eyes while his hands stilled. I set my jaw and stared back at him.

“Dennis.” I spit out. Toms jaw hardened. “The fact I had to get it from booker of all people! Booker! Even penhall wouldn’t say anything to me. Do you even know how low that is tom?”

“you talked to booker before you talked to me?” His voice had gotten low. I raised an eyebrow at him.

“well you weren’t telling me. I had to talk to someone.” Tom shook his head and finished his packing. Hoisting the bag onto his shoulder, Tom left the room. He paused at the door to his apartment.

“I’ll be back in two weeks. Give or take.” He looked down at his shoes before looking back at me. “I’ll let you know when I get back. Feel free to crash here if you need to.” With that, he left. I fell to my knees as tears started to fall. After a few minutes, I got up and made my way back to the room we had just left. The flannel I had folded was laying on the bed, a piece of paper with a phone number sitting on top of it. I picked up the shirt and unfolded it, putting it on and slipping the paper into the pocket. Pulling it tightly to my body, I laid down on the bed and cried.

———————--time skip—-———————————

The sound of a key in the lock alerted me to the front door. My head snapped up and I tugged the shirt I was wearing tighter to me. I slowly moved to the doorway between the kitchen and the living room. The sound of a bag hitting the floor and keys hitting a table echoed around the small room. I watched toms back as he closed the door, sighing before leaning his head against it.

“hi Tommy.” I said quietly. He looked over his shoulder at me. A small smile grew as he looked me over.

“hi (Y/N/N).” He moved closer to me, testing to see if I would pick up the fight we had started weeks ago. “Sorry I took longer to make the bust. Fuller wasn’t sure about the evidence so I….” His words were cut off in a huff of air as I ran across the hallway to him, wrapping my arms around him after colliding with him. I buried my face into him.

“I know. Penhall called.” I breathed out. “He made it sound like something had gone horribly wrong. I was worried for you.” Tom pressed his face into my hair. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” A kiss was pressed to the top of my head. “Im so sorry. I should have told you before all this started. I’ll never do it again.” I shook my head, pulling back to look him in the eye.

“you don’t have to Tom. I’ve done a lot of thinking these last few weeks. I do know what I signed up for when I agreed to date you.” Tom kissed me, making me stop talking.

“I owe it to you.” He whispered pulling away, his eyes searching mine. “I should never have said that during the fight. I should have known what I signed up for when I asked you out.” I giggled as I leaned in to kiss him again.

“I love you Tommy.”

“I love you too.”

[littlerobbinphantomhive19]

I was at the Science Center today and with my brainrot I was just thinking about Tom Hanson taking reader on a date to a museum/science center/zoo kinda thing. It makes reader feel a bit childish since most of the patrons there *are* kids with their parents or school but they have fun regardless. Smiling like a kid at Christmas when they see their favorite subject/animal/etc, getting excited to do like an animal interaction/touch tank. Him watching readers eyes light up and them getting all excited and he just looks at them like this. 👇🏻

At the end of the date he sneakily buys them a plush of their favorite animal. After they get back home he pulls it from behind his back and gives it to reader, smiling all lovingly at them as they gush over it and gives him a kiss (first or not the kiss still happens)❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ It’s mostly fluff in my head but hey anything can lead to smut. 😉

[drugs-and-daddyissues]

Arguing with Tom Hanson, and it leading to the best make up sex ever (f! reader)

Tom's frustrating, so damn frustrating. He's impulsive, and even though he's just following what he believes, it gets him into a lot of trouble.

Especially with you.

He can't keep a relationship for the life of him, he's terrible at it. He's a ladies man but he's not good at actually.. Expressing anything once he's got the girl.

You get into so many fights with him, stare daggers at him, tell him how you fucking hate him. And he's got some choice words to say.

But it's not long before all that tension builds up into some lustful haze, your lips crashing against each other, his hand already tracing up your thigh.

This is the only way he knows to apologize, with him between your thighs, in one way or another.

But he knows he fucked up tonight, and as clothes start being thrown on the floor - both of you somehow making out, stripping, and making your way to the bedroom - he knows exactly what to do. It's like routine, like he's on a mission.

He's shoving you against the bed, his face already lowered to your core, lapping up your arousal, your fingers tight in his hair.

You're cursing him out all while he's just taking it, tongue flicking against your clit as he gently pushed two fingers inside you, curling them against your g-spot.

Soon enough, you're crying out his name in pleasure, gushing around him as he lets you ride out your orgasm, giving you small pushes of pleasure, but not enough to be overwhelming.

He gives you enough time to calm down before rolling a condom on over his painfully hard cock, lining himself up with your slick cunt, and pushing in.

He's whispering apologies, mixed in with soft curses and praises about how good you feel, how you were made for him, how much he loves you, all while slamming into that sweet spot that just makes you cry out his name.

His hold on your hips is unrelenting, almost bruisingly so, but he's driving you both closer to the edge, to the climax you both are so desperately chasing.

And then you're coming undone around him, as he spills inside the condom, peppering kisses all over your face, praising you for taking him so well.

It's smooth sailing after he pulls out, throwing the condom away, because he's immediately helping you put your clothes back on (or his clothes), pulling you back close to him.

Yeah, you really can't stay mad at him for long.

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[imarvelatthesight]

Update: I’ve got some werewolf 21 Jump Street stuff on the way, and I’ve been watching The Witcher so I mayyyyy dabble in that. Stay tuned 👀

[babyspiderling]

Love Undercover Three

“Tony, what should I do? I can’t exactly press charges since I’m undercover and not the age he thinks me to be. And it’s not like I have evidence.” My brother shrugs and runs a hand through his hair. “Write about it. Add it to your story. Go to school after your little day of skipping and wear a wire. Say you want to talk to him, ask him what he means explicitly, record him. Take it to the cops. Now tell me again about this whole Tom thing.” I huff and rake a hand over my head. “He looked exactly like McQuaid. But that would mean he’s a cop. And what undercover cop uses their real first name? That just doesn’t sound smart.” He shrugs. “Wait, that makes sense! He’s all soft and shit with me, like a regular guy, but he’s supposed to be into drugs and this crazy kid with a lengthy record. A guy like McQuaid wouldn’t be soft with me. He wouldn’t even associate with me! Of course the high school I get sent to has predators and undercover cops! This is going to actually work out in my favor. I gotta get to writing! Better get a story before it’s out there for everyone. Thanks Tony. Love you!” I practically sprint to my word processor. I hear him let himself out and I get started on my story. 

“This part about cops in high schools is good. I’ll put the one about the teacher out once you’ve gotten evidence and such. When you finish it, I’ll publish it before I put out the one about the cops. I don’t want to get in the way of an investigation. More stories like this and you’ll be a shoe in for head reporter.” I nod, grabbing my bag on the way out to get to class after skipping the day before. 

“Sweets, I didn’t see you yesterday! You good?” I nod a little, gathering my courage. “I’m fine. You free tonight? You’re not stuck helping Harry again are you?” His eyes widen a bit, his face caught for a split second until he corrects. “That’s what you said your dad's name was right? Harry?” He relaxes a bit, his arm throwing over me. “Oh yeah. Good memory sweets. But no, I’m not stuck with dear old pops tonight.” I smile, triumphant. “Want to come over after school until we have to leave?” He nods, popping his gum. 

“Mr. Devo, I wanted to talk about what you talked about the other day?” He nods and shuts the door behind him. “Tell me, Miss Liebman, have you made the right decision?” I swallow, playing the part of the meek innocent little girl. “Well, I just had some questions. What would our deal entail? What would you have me do? I read the book you mentioned, and I’m afraid I’m still a little confused.” He nods, cradling my face in his hand. “My dear, I want to teach you more than History. I want to teach you how to love a man. If you learn from someone else, they’ll hurt you. Such a delicate little flower. I want you to give yourself to me, let me teach you about yourself.” I swallow once again. “This changes things then. This is another level I need to consider.” He rolls his eyes, impatient. “Beauty doesn’t last forever. I have others that need to learn as well Y/N. Much more hesitation and I will have to move to the next pupil in need of my teaching. One who will not hesitate against my requests.” I feel the weight of my plans possible failing fall heavy on my shoulders. “No, don’t find someone else. I’ll have an answer by tomorrow.” I gather my things and head out. 

Unsurprisingly, Tom, the caring and sweet boy he is, towards me at least, waits for me outside the classroom. We finish our day and I wait for him at my locker.

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[itzmematthias]

Just found a clip of Johnny claiming that he can roll a cigarette with ONE hand...

Now imagine what else he can do with his fingers 😏🙈

[vlads-fangs]

Tom Hanson: A comfort imagine #1

I know I call all of these things ‘imagines’, they might not actually be called that but I’m using that term for them☺️

I needed some comfort today, things have been really tough and stressful lately so I decided to write this. Tom Hanson has recently made it back on the list of favorite comfort characters. For those of you who aren’t familiar with him, he is a character from the late 80s tv show ‘21 Jump Street’ played by Johnny Depp.

⬆️❤️Based the end scene off this photo, I just luv him he cute and precious❤️⬆️

Idea: even if it feels like the weight of the world is crushing you, Tom is there to lift it off your shoulders :3(I know this sounds cheesy but I can’t think of how else to describe this ha)

Comfort :)

Everything has been getting to you lately. Your job, trying to keep steady grades in your classes, and just trying to maintain a healthy life. You sat on the curb your elbows resting on your knees with your chin in your hands. You just wanted to enjoy parts of life but every time you tried something would happen.

“Hey- you ok? I was about to order but noticed you came out here. Do you..not want anything?”

You heard the familiar sound of your good friend Tom’s voice. The two of you have been friends since middle school, he knew when there was something wrong. Taking a seat beside you on the curb he nudged you gently with his shoulder.

“Do you want to talk? You know I don’t mind.”

You always appreciated his compassionate side. He’s been your closest friend for so long you always went to him for almost everything. There have been times where you might have over shared a little too much but even then he was very kind and supportive. It was never one-sided though. You told him in the past that he could always come to you for love and support and so he did. The two of you got along perfectly, sometimes you even wondered if he liked you…you liked him.

“I hate how everything I try and do just falls apart, or I make a decision that ends up exploding in my face later. I try to keep a smile on my face so people don’t think I’m crazy or losing my mind..but I feel like I can’t do that anymore.”

You ranted all of this to him, as always. He didn’t always have the best advice but he still knew how to comfort you and calm you down. Scooting a little closer, he put an arm around your shoulders pulling you in a little closer. You leaned your head against his shoulder sighing shakily. Every time you were in a deep emotional state the slightest bit of comfort would make you cry. You hated crying in public, but you did it anyways. Tom sat there with you rubbing your shoulder with his hand. You tried to wipe your tears away using your hoodie sleeve. Tom looked at your face and lifted his hand to wipe a couple tears that had dripped down your cheeks.

“My hands are clean, I promise.”

He joked lightly, making a small, weak laugh come from you. Just that little act of affection made you feel all warm and calm side. You gripped onto his jacket sniffling while starting to collect your self.

“I’m gonna go into the bathroom and freshen up..I’ll be right back out.”

You went inside the cute little café heading to the restroom. While you were in there Tom went into the café to order a drink for you. It wasn’t just any drink, it was your favorite. He knew your exact order when it came to your favorite drink. Once he got one for you and one for himself he went outside sitting on the hood of his car. You looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror and fixing your hair making sure you looked decent enough. Walking out of the bathroom you headed outside. The first thing you see is Tom sitting on the hood of his car with two drinks. He smoked and held your drink out to you, scooting over some to make room for you.

“I got you your favorite, [insert your favorite drink order here].”

You walked over and took the drink smiling like an idiot at how sweet he was to you. You sat next to him and criss-crossed your legs. You leaned your head on his shoulder.

“Thank you, Tom.”

“You’re very welcome, hun.”

[🖤if you made it this far, thank you so much for reading this🖤]