#jesse eisenberg faceclaim

[echoesofarcadiarp]

can i get some fc ideas for pavel chekov (star trek) please?

hello nonnie! of course you can, we went ahead and gave you a nice age range of faceclaims so you can choose depending on which version of chekov you'd like to play: we could see jeff goldblum, ben foster, chris pine, logan lerman, andrew garfield, andy samberg, eric dane, adam brody, adrien brody, jason isaacs, aaron taylor-johnson, aidan gallagher, alex wolff, joseph gordon-levitt, daniel radcliffe, zac efron, or jesse eisenberg.

[clean-bands-dirty-stories]

Doctor Doctor ~ Stan Uris

Request: “hi i’m ~back~ cause i can never get enough of stan🤭 lmao anyway can i get another w aged up! stan where they’re already dating for like a few months the reader is always like tired and run down and stan like makes her stay home one day and just like takes care of her???? idk how to explain it but i mean,,,, if there WERE to be some smut in there i would complain🤭 lmao if not it is ok! if so thanks AGAIN i 💓💓 ur stories” - @campcampie 

A/n: Man I love Stan too!!!! I love getting requests for him- there isn’t enough content ,my boy deserves better... I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG UGH! - A. Pidge

Warnings: Fluffy fluff. Some angst bc that’s what I’m best at but it’s for like, a millisecond and then it’s over. Aso, yes, some smut because give me permission and I will be ALL OVER IT! Aged up to 18/19

Song Suggestion: "Can’t Sleep Love" by Pentatonix

MASTERLIST

College was really fucking stressful, okay?

Stan and I had long since been living together, starting out as roommates. We met at orientation, happening to sit next to each other. We got talking when some boy made a comment and I snapped at him, shooting down his insulting remarks. Stan backed me up when the boy tried to retaliate. After that, we started to hang out weekends and discuss college and living situations and... yeah. Why not live with someone you trust and know in a new places full of new faces, right?

Not long after we roomed together we started to realize that we were a lot closer than we’d thought we’d be. Our apartment was small and I couldn’t even count how many times we’d seen each other mostly or half naked in the bathroom alone, not to mention the added moments that happened when one of us came into the other’s room without thinking or just too tired to register or soemthing along that line. Things just happen. He was attractive and smart and funny and I was outspoken and organized. We took to each other, meeting in a lot of ways and then complimenting each other too. He admired how I organized his gut instincts and nonsensical habits and I liked how he drove me to focus when things got irritating or could keep me going even without caffeine- which came in handy for homework or study/cram sessions. Honestly it was no surprise even to us when he came into the kitchen one morning, spun me around, and slammed a kiss on my lips and casually asked me to be his like it was an every day occurrence.

It was nice to have someone to ground you in the stress and chaos. We were there to fight the long nights and the lonely mornings. We turned one of the bedrooms into a study room and shared the other, and it wasn’t even a hard transition. It was smooth, like spreading soft butter across bread. He was so nice and sweet- this light in my life that light me up and never failed to make my day better, even if I thought it impossible.

It had been a few months now and I was sure I was completely in love.

The last month and a half or so had been preparations for finals and honestly, I was working so hard between school and my job and my relationship with Stan that I was exhausted. I was trashed and worn thin. Stan would make gestures and try to cheer me up and it felt like I was just dragging him down. A heaviness in my stomach was born and grew until it felt like I’d swallowed an anchor that was constantly dragging me down. Stan was a balloon and this anchor inside of me was dragging us both down. I felt terrible.

Unable to shake the heavy feelings I had, I started to just avoid Stan. I worked and I schooled and I studied and I ate and I slept. Moments at home were spent without breaks or moments with my boyfriend and I could tell it was bothering him.

New fears started to rise in me. What if it was too much for him, me being such a mess? What if this happened every final? How were we going to make it through college? What if thi happened every time some serious stressor came into my life? Would I shut him out when bills got hard to pay? When a client was being extra tricky? If a boss was being especially difficult? How would we make it through life? I knew Stan wanted kids, one day. He’d mentioned it passively once while we were a little drunk. What if I was a bad mom and got stressed with the kids? How would we make it through life?

One morning I woke up to an empty bed, which surprised me because my body had just decided to wake up fourth-five minutes before I had work. It was a Saturday and I didn’t have school, but I did have work. Saturday’s Stan had one class in the afternoon. He used it as his day off, usually to clean and for date nights- which usually consisted of movies and bubble nights and such at-home activities since I was always exhausted from work. Because it was his day off, though, he got up at 12:00 pm exactly. No sooner, no later. Ever. So where was he at 6:15 in the morning?

I made my way into the kitchen just to see Stan cooking, shirtless and in his fuzzy pajama pants that I adored because he looked like a middle-aged dad and it made think of our future and smile because I swear to God this boy was the One. Now though I was far too distracted by his exposed midriff to give a rat’s ass about the future. The present needed some appreciation.

Walking up to him, I pressed my cheek to his back, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. "Good morning, Darling Mine."

"Good morning, Babylove." My heart skipped a beat and I wondered if he could feel my blush against his skin the same way I could hear the smile in his voice. "Why are you up so early?"

I left a little kiss on his shoulder. "I could ask you the same thing."

Stan reached forward, turning the oven off. "If you’re not going to let go then hope on, I have to plate these omlettes." I giggled but indeed hopped on his back - with his help - , wrapping my legs and arms around him to keep my elevated position. It was childish and silly but I knew we were both enjoying the moment without any tainting of stress from school or work or general life. "I noticed you’ve been avoiding me." My smile feel, having forgotten my stress induced dodge and ditch in the happy grogginess I’d been holding onto. "Figured you were stressed." He got forks, setting the table and then pausing to let me get down. When I had both feet on the floor he turned to me, either of his hands on my face. "You know I love you right?"

His eyes were as soft as his touch was warm and the smell of food and the fluffiness of his hair- shit, he made me weak. I about melted right there, especially when he leaned forward to kiss me on the nose before resting his forehead against mine. My hands went to his waist, pulling him closer as his thumb brushed against my cheekbones. "I love you too," I nearly hummed.

Somehow he understood me, leaning back and motioning to my seat where my food awaited me on the table in front. "Even when you’re stressed and thighs get ridiculous, I still love you." I sat and he moved behind me, kissing the top of my head. "You need to talk to me instead of shutting me out." His voice was low and full only of love and care. I saw what I’d heard in his face as he moved to his chair next to me.

Nodding, I relaxed into my chair, letting the stress and angst roll off of me. "I know. I’m sorry, I’ll work on it."

Stan smiled and I forgot absolutely anything else. "That’s all I ask." We ate breakfast, talking as I told him everything going on and he gave me reassurance and validation and support and just made it all seem so easy and far away. We’d handled it. Together. It would be fine. What had I been so bent out of shape about again?

My alarm sounded in my room just as Stan stood to take our dishes to the sink. Instantly my stress back, my face twisting as I stood, sighing. "That’s my cue. Thank you so much, Stan, this means so much to me." I moved to kiss him but when I went to lean away he followed me. I tried to move away again but he stayed close, his hand brushing down my face. My hand planted flat on his chest and I was reminded once again of his skinny but fairly defined frame. Holey April he was so beautiful... "I- I have to go to work Stan."

He frowned. "Don’t go today."

"Stan you know I can’t just not go to work." I rolled my eyes, not allowing myself to even let a second pass with the possibility on my mind. It was too good of an idea. A whole day with Stan, with just an hour and a half break. "You have class later anyway, and I-"

"I won’t go today," he shrugged, pulling me close.

Looking at him evenly, I rose my eyebrow. "We are busting our asses off at jobs to pay for school, don’t give me that shit." I turned away, slipping under his arm and making my way into our room. I stopped my alarm, grabbing my work clothes out of the drawers and setting them on my bed. I took a quick shower, tying my hair up so it wouldn’t be wet. I got out, brushing my teeth on my way as I moved back into the room, toward my clothes.

Stan seemed to be waiting for me, leaning against the entryway into our room. His eyes scanned every bit of skin that the towel didn’t cover and I cleared my throat. His smile turned into a smirk. "Oh come on don’t pretend I’m so oblivious I don’t know that you’ve been checking me out all morning. It’s my turn to appreciate the view now." My whole face burned and for the first time since we’d first had sex, I was shy to change in front of Stan. I grabbed my shirt, pausing. He laughed at my awkward expression, seeming to read my mind as always. He pushed off the entryway and made his way to me, slipping behind me. His lips suddenly pressed against my exposed shoulder and. Shivered, my breath catching. "Now you know how it feels."

"Revenge for earlier?" I asked without volume as my air was completely stolen by him, my eyes fighting to stay open as I struggled to fight him.

His hands moved from my wrists to my shoulders and then across my back, fingering the edge of my towel. "Revenge? No. Simply a return favor."

We hadn’t had sex in a while. Even before I was avoiding him I’d been really wrung out and tired and just emotionally raw and with his stress as well we’d just not found the moment we were both in the mood. With the suggestive promise dangling in front of me, I dropped my shirt without realizing. "Stan," I breathily warmed.

He chuckled, leaning close and kissing my neck now. I sucked in a sharp breath, my head tilting to allow him more access without going myself actual permission to do so. He reached for my phone on the side table. "You deserve a day off. Relax. Let me help you relax..." I heard the phone ringing and turned to face him. "Hi, this is Stanley Uris. I’m here to call you that Y/n is REALLY sick, and she won’t be able to come in today." My eyes opened and I reached for my phone. He flicked my hand and my towel fell. He stepped back as I scrambled to pull my towel up, winking. I tried to glare but my lips were pulling into a smile I had to fight. He had his eyes on me, hungry, but when he spoke again his voice was practiced. "Yes, she’s so very sorry and hopes you understand. You can imagine how much of a fight it was with how good of a worker she is. So dedicated." There was a pause and he chuckled. "Yes, she’ll be well taken care of, thank you for your concern." The look in his eyes made me whimper. "You have a good day too." And then he hung up.

I huffed as he placed my phone on the dresser, a shit eating grin on his face. It was hard to stay mad at him though he wore it so well. "Stan, we have responsibilities-"

"And we can sluff them ONE TIME,” he reasoned. "You’re working yourself sick and I’m tired of how messed up we both are." His hands cupped my cheek. "I miss you Y/n. I want you."

I sighed, shaking my head. "Well, the damage is done." He dipped his head, kissing and nipping at my neck. "And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want you too." He chuckled, blowing after leaving little mark after little mark on my skin.

His finger traced the top of the towel against my chest. "May I?" I nodded and he tugged it off of me. This time I let it fall to the floor and he leaned back just a bit, taking me in. "God, you’re beautiful." And then he kissed me, so deeply and passionately that I groaned. The back of my legs hit the bed and I sat down. He smiled down at me before leaning and I scooted back, him following as he moved over me. We stopped with my head on the pillow, my hands rising to wrap around the back of his neck, fingers slipping into his hair as he attacked my neck until he was satisfied, moving lower to my chest. "Good thing the doctor is here to take care of you, you look a little sick." He smirked up at me.

I laughed, the stress falling away again to give away to lust. "Doctor, Doctor, it’s an emergency. I need you immediately."

His words were full of promise as he teased, "Don’t worry Babylove, I'll take care of you."

And boy did he.

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[faceclaimhaven]

Jesse Eisenberg

Gender: Male Ethnicity: Ashkenazi Jewish Nationality: American Date Of Birth: October 5, 1983 Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Blue

Jesse Eisenberg is an American actor best known for his movie career including his role of Lex Luthor in the extended DC Movie Universe.

[until-all-are-one]

NGL, I think Jesse Eisenberg would be great as Starscream (faceclaim or voice acting). He can go over the top or deathly serious depending on the characterization and he's great at playing egotistical little sh*ts that can't get over themselves (BVS, Now you See Me)

Absolutely! He totally works for Starscream :D

[marvelgirl-10]

Aesthetics for TheFantasyQueen7

Story: Kings and Queens on Wattpad

Faceclaims: Claire Holt, Jesse Eisenberg, Woody Harrelson, Dave Franco, Isla Fisher, Lizzy Caplan, Mark Ruffalo

[findafc]

I was wondering if you had faceclaims who would fit in an Apocalyptic type of world / setting?

Abigail Breslin

Amber Heard

Andrew Lincoln

Avan Jogia

Bob Morley

Chandler Riggs

Charlize Theron

Chris Hemsworth

Christopher Larkin

Danai Gurira

Devon Bostick

Dong-Seok Ma

Dong-Won Gang

Eliza Taylor

Emily Blunt

Emma Stone

Fran Kranz

Gong Yoo

Hera Hilmar

Hugo Weaving

Jake Gyllenhaal

Jason Momoa

Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Jesse Eisenberg

Jesse Williams

John Krasinski

Josh McDermitt

Lauren Cohan

Lindsey Morgan

Lupita Nyong’o

Luke Wilson

Marie Avgeropoulos

Melissa McBride

Mellicent Simmonds

Nicholas Hoult

Norman Reedus

Richard Harmon

Robert Sheehan

Rosario Dawson

Sandra Bullock

Sarah Paulson

Seth GIlliam

Sonequa Martin Green

Steven Yeun

Thomas Middleditch

Tom Hardy

Trevante Rhodes

Will Smith

Woody Harrelson

Yumi Jung

Zoë Kravitz

Zoey Deutch

i also recommend looking here for the casts of films and tv shows that take place during or after the apocalypse!

[exquisite-face-claims]

★ ·.·´¯`·.·★ [ 𝓙𝓔𝓢𝓢𝓔 𝓔𝓘𝓢𝓔𝓝𝓑𝓔𝓡𝓖 ] ★·.·´¯`·.·★ ✴ Weight: 72 kg or 159 pounds ✴ Height: ‎5' 7¼" or 171cm  ✴ Hair Colour: Dark Brown ✴ Eye Colour: Blue ✴ Birth Place: Queens, New York, United States ✴ Date Of Birth: October 05, 1983    ✴ Occupation: Actor, author, playwright, humorist ✴ Notable Works: Adventureland, Zombieland, The Social Network, Holy Rollers, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, Café Society, American Ultra

[peppermintstranger]

Hey pepper! I'm looking a couple faceclaims ■ A tall man in his mid thirties, caucasian, real professor/geeky sort of vibe, dark hair and a longish face ■ A boy about 21, blonde hair, muscular, cheeky grin, looks like the stereotypical hero in a ya novel ■ A young woman in her early twenties, mousy bround hair, pretty but not astounding, looks like a stereotypical british girl Thanks for all the searching you do!💛💛💛

Hello!

· One: Jackson Rathbone, Jesse Eisenberg, Julian Morris, Louis Garrel, Aidan Turner, Charlie Cox.

· Two: Michael Provost, Logan Shroyer, Dylan Sprayberry, Lukas Gage, Luke Eisner.

· Three: Kaitlyn Dever, Natalia Dyer, Madeline Carroll, Kerris Dorsey, Madison Lintz.

Hope it helps c:  

[faceclaimcorner-blog]

[sonamhelps]

Hello! Do you have any suggestions for male faceclaims who are 35+ and of at least partly Ashkenazi Jewish descent? Thank you!

Andrew Garfield (34) - English/ Ashkenazi Jewish

Jesse Eisenberg (34)- Ashkenazi Jewish

Wilson Bethel (34)- 1/4 Ashkenazi Jewish, English, possibly Welsh

Chris Pine (37) - 1/4 Ashkenazi Jewish, German, English, Welsh, French 

Jake Gyllenhaal (37)- Ashkenazi Jewish

Joseph Gordon-Levitt (37)- Ashkenazi Jewish  

Adam Brody (38)- Ashkenazi Jewish

Andy Samberg (39)- Ashkenazi Jewish

Justin Bartha (39)- Ashkenazi Jewish

Bryan Greenberg (40) - Ashkenazi Jewish

Zach Braff (43) -Ashkenazi Jewish/ English, Irish, Scottish 

Seth Green (44)- Ashkenazi Jewish  

Eric Dane (45) -English, German, Scottish, Russian Jewish, Austrian Jewish, Finnish

Jack Black (48) -German, as well as Northern Irish, Scottish, English, remote French, Welsh/Ashkenazi Jewish   

Paul Rudd (49) - Ashkenazi Jewish

Adam Sandler (51)- Ashkenazi Jewish

David Schwimmer (51)- Ashkenazi Jewish  

Ben Stiller (52) -Ashkenazi Jewish/ Irish 

Jason Isaacs (55)- Ashkenazi Jewish

Daniel Day-Lewis (61) -English, Northern Irish, remote Welsh/ Ashkenazi Jewish 

Jeff Goldblum (65) - Ashkenazi Jewish

Stephen Lang (65) -Ashkenazi Jewish/ Irish, some German

[edgewaterhq]

OUR BENJAMIN ELMAN IS LOOKING FOR:

CHARACTER NAME: UTP (x3) Elman.

WANTED/SUGGESTED FACECLAIMS: Armie Hammer, Mila Kunis, Jake Gyllenhaal, Aaron Taylor Johnson, James Franco, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Jesse Eisenberg, Andrew Garfield, Daniel Radcliffe, Dianna Agron, Michelle Trachtenberg, Emmy Rossum, Alison Brie, Oliver Jackson-Cohen, UTP, at least ½ Ashkenazi Jewish

AGE RANGE: UTP, born anywhere from 1980-1992ish (so like 39-27ish)

SUGGESTED MARK: Dom/Dom/sub in that order of birth

CONNECTION TO CHARACTER: Siblings.

BACKGROUND: The Elman siblings are extremely close, growing up in a tight-knit family in Edgewater. I’ve been purposely vague with most details, except for the fact that they were well-liked in school, and the oldest also played sports (sport of your choice! Ben played baseball, for reference). Feel free to be creative with them!

CONTACT BEFORE APPLYING: Not necessary, but feel free to contact me at @benelman if you have any questions!

[secondchaircellist-a]

NPC: Jesse Eisenberg

Send me a faceclaim and I’ll tell you who they’d be in my muse’s life as a NPC

Oliver Jones

A blind date that Audrey’s friend set her up with because Audrey said she liked ‘curly haired boys.’  Oliver took her to pizza for dinner but spent more time trying to beat the high score on the pinball machine than he did with her.  Needless to say, she didn’t see him again.

He was three guys before she and Fitz ended up together!

[paradiseislandhq-blog]

mwm and mwf?

I’d like to see alfie enoch, manny jacinto, justin baldoni, brett dier, theo james, michael b jordan, alberto rosende, ryan mccarten and ben barnes

For mwfs I’d love katie stevens, aisha dee, meghann fahy, nikohl boosheri, margot robbie, saorise ronan, vanessa morgan, maia mitchell and cierra ramirez. 

Admin Catie here! I’ve added a few as well.

mwm:

logan lerman, michael ealy, robert sheehan, rami malek, taron egerton, john boyega, jay baruchel, jesse williams, will poulter, andrew garfield, manny montana, john krasinski, jason mamoa, oscar isaac, bob morley, devon bostick, jon bernthal, eddie redmayne, jesse eisenberg, ricky whittle, tyler posey, miles teller, hugh dancy, zac efron, brenton thwaites, nicholas hoult, chadwick boseman, bill skarsgard....

mwf:

shay mitchell, brie larson, natalie dormer, zoe kravitz, willa holland, priyanka chopra, vanessa hudgens, kat graham, emma watson, lindsey morgan, mary elizabeth wintead, blake lively, dakota fanning, jameela jamil, kirsten bell, kristen stewart, mila kunis, lily collins, emily osment, nina dobrev, amy adams, rihanna, deborah ayorinde, emily browning, sarah hyland, danai gurira....

I tried to list a lot of older faceclaims and underused faceclaims! Hopefully this helps. If you need anything else feel free to ask.

[themadvigilantist]

just a thought...

faceclaims that could be a alternate universe warped sitcom siblings if done right:

simon amstell

matt bennett

jesse eisenberg

michael cera

and the theme song has to made by rebecca sugar. its the shortest theme song ever.

[escaperpg]

Name: Thomas Johnson Age: 30 Species: Witch Occupation: Entrepreneur  Faceclaim: Jesse Eisenberg

 //Thomas is stars overhead, the overwhelming smallness you feel when looking at the universe//

//Thomas is try, try, trying to do good, he is sacrifice and aching and the want for something more, refusing to settle//

//Thomas is sleepless nights and cold dread on the back of neck, he is the eyes that see what most people overlook//

DESCRIPTION

Thomas grew up in a big family. He had good parents, but there was only so much of them to go around. They were the parents that took in everyone they could, especially those of the supernatural. They were both witches with a wide knowledge of all manner of supernatural creatures and they wanted a place where the children tossed out for it could come and find a home. He never resented them for it, but there were times when he felt...overlooked. It didn’t help that for a good portion of his childhood he seemed to be one of those lacking any power. He couldn’t use magic and didn’t seem to have any special ability.

He was twelve when he discovered what he could do. They had a werewolf child with them, and Thomas found them crying under their bed, shaking in fear. All he knew was that he wanted to take it away from them, he wanted to help. He reached under the bed and took their hand, and suddenly the fear was his. He couldn’t explain, he just knew that he was deathly afraid of everyone in the home, afraid that his own parents were going to hit him when he had no experience to back that up. The other child, on the other hand, had no fear left. They left the bed and integrated into the family.

Once his parents could piece together what had happened, they saw what Thomas’s strange power was. He could take fear from other people and absorb it into himself. Immediately, he was pushed into a new world of testing himself, honing his abilities. The first thing he learned was how to conquer fear. Every fear is different, but most of them can be face in similar manners. They started with his own fears and Thomas learned. His parents never pushed past what they thought he was capable of, but they wanted him to have control over it. He was the one that chose to push on and actually begin taking more fears.

He asked first, of course. Practiced singling out certain fears and pulling out only those, practiced putting them back. While most seniors in high school were getting ready for prom, Thomas learned to face a fear of heights with bungee jumping. It wasn’t an average youth, but he saw more of life than most people did. After graduation, he chose to make something real out of his ability. He began to carefully spread word, and he found that people were willing to pay good money in order to be rid of fears. Some he did for money, some he did for the people. It was a bigger success than he ever expected, but over the years it grew out of control. Nobody wanted to take no for an answer and he was overwhelmed.

The ranch was exactly what he needed. A place to retreat to, rest for a while and recover from the constant business that had him in a state of physical distress. He hopes to still do odd jobs here and there, but have the ranch to retreat to and remain undetected.