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cannibalcoyote · 2 years ago

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Johnny Depp: Bodyguard Bestfriend

Imagine being a long time bodyguard for the Depp family, and having to be a witness during the trial:

*Includes blood, violence and domestic violence, based off of real events but not completely accurate*

Well, this is not where I expected to be. The year is 2022, and I'm currently sitting in court, waiting to be called to the stand.

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I can still remember the day I got fresh out of the army, I had a music major under my belt as well as 5 years active duty as a Calvary Scout.

I was so lost, I had no idea what I was doing, so I just started applying for security jobs - figuring my military time would come in handy, it did.

I got hired by a company that ran a security-for-hire gig, renting us out to anyone that needed us. I got a lot of shit at first due to my height, being only 5'6 isn't exactly scary, not to mention that women also aren't very intimidating usually. I did prove my worth in the end, I had a lot of training when it came to hand-to-hand combat, and I was also very adept at creating plans and schedules.

That's actually how I met Mr.Depp, or Johnny as he prefers... He had hired us for a gig out in LA; he had his family with him at one of the red carpet events, and wanted complete security for his wife and children. We hadn't talked at all, I was the head of my crew, making sure everyone was in position and ready in case some fan - or fanatic as I prefer - came jumping at them.

There were two people that had me on edge though, Johnny has two young children, and children tend to be unpredictable. This only became apparent after the night had already begun, Jack stayed close to his parents, but Lily seemed intrigued by me. Maybe it was because I was the only female security guard there, I really don't know.

It wasn't really annoying or anything, all that happened was she walked with me, wanting to hold my hand as we walked past the screaming fans. She got kind of scared of them, clinging onto my hand and sleeve, I knelt down and offered her my sunglasses, which she skeptically put on.

"Now those flashes won't hurt your eyes." I state with a smile that she immediately returns, flinging her arms around me in a hug. The screaming increases in intensity at this, making her friendly hug turn into a slightly scared embrace. I sigh quietly as I look to see the family quite a ways away, 'no way she'll do that alone' I think to myself.

I release another exasperated sigh before wrapping my arms around her delicately, picking her up.

"Don't drop my glasses kid." I say sarcastically, hearing her lightly giggle as I start walking back to Mr.Depp and his family.

Entering the awards was a breeze, there were fences, security guards were everywhere, everyone stuck together; it's the leaving that causes issues. Mr.Depp has a habit of wanting to leave early, meaning that it's just us against an ocean of people.

I already assumed he would want to leave early, so I had my crew create a tunnel through the crowd for the family that led them straight to the car. Everything had gone just as planned, although one issue did arise, Lily-Rose had disappeared. They were in the limo and Johnny was thunderous, exclaiming that they couldn't find Lily as he hurriedly attempted to exit the car.

My men looked to me, I took over, ordering some to stay with the car and for the rest to get searching. I looked over at Mr.Depp, who had one foot out of the car, with a sigh I walked over and gently shoved him back inside the car. He was obviously unhappy, even more so since I stopped him from exiting the vehicle.

"What are you doing! I have to find my daughter!" He yelled as he tried again, but I blocked his attempt.

"Mr.Depp, I have my men out looking for her, we won't leave without her." I reply calmly.

"That's not good enough!" He huffed angrily, glaring at me.

I was getting nowhere with him being polite, time to switch tactics.

"Take a look around sir! If you get out now, not only will your daughter be missing, but you will be too!" I exclaimed, glaring back at him as I waved my hand towards the frenzied crowd. He took a few seconds just looking around, I noticed his anger slowly slip off of his face, instead replaced by worry and fear.

"Sir please, if I know you'll stay in the car with your family, I can send more people to search for her." I explain, resting a reassuring hand on his stiff shoulder. He looks down to me, his face holding a calmer tone as he nods in understanding, sitting back in the car with a defeated sigh.

"Just find my daughter please." I nod my head, stationing 4 men on the car before sending the rest to search for Lily. I start searching as well, although I walk along the outskirts of the crowd to observe them.

The place is full of hustle and bustle, some of the fans seem to be looking for her as well, my crew are sweating bullets in fear of the repercussions for losing one of their clients. I simply shake my head, now is not the time to think of the repercussions, I need to keep my head in the game.

Turning around to glance back at the car, I notice something in the distance and take off running, two large figures are dragging away what looks to be a resistant juvenile. I call over my shoulder for some help, continuing my sprint when I hear some of my guys following me. When we get closer we can hear muffled cries and screams, it triggers an aggressiveness in myself that I'm surprised by.

We tackle the guys, quickly subduing them. I hand mine off to the other guy, worried I might do something rash. I quickly pull Lily away, not wanting her anywhere near those guys.

"Lily, what happened?" Her voice is uneven as she stutters out an answer. Explaining how she went looking for me before she was grabbed by them. I have to hold in my tears, she was looking for me? This is my fault, I should've kept a closer eye on her, especially after what happened earlier today!

I hug her tightly, making sure that knows she is safe now, that her daddy and mommy are waiting in the car. I kiss the top of her head, feeling her curl up against me in a comforting embrace. I heave a sigh before calling over two other guards, asking them to escort Lily back to the car.

She is reluctant, refusing to let go of me at first, but I made a promise to check in with her when I reach their hotel. That did the trick because she slowly released her hold.

I sternly instruct the guards to keep a firm hold of both her hands as they walk her to the car, not wanting her to slip away to look for me again.

I tiredly turn around to the two men on the ground, rolling my eyes as I call the police to have them taken in. This was an attempted kidnapping after all, can't let them roam the streets.

The cops arrive a few minutes after the limos leave, the situation takes about an hour overall, meaning the time is now around 11pm. I send the two remaining guards home before I begin driving over to the hotel. My stomach feels sick, I'm unsure of what will happen when I arrive.

Walking into the lobby, I'm immediately met by some of my men. They explain that Mr.Depp has demanded to see me as soon as I arrived, now I feel sick as a dog. The elevator ride was eerie, I've never felt so nervous, but then again, my client's daughter has never been kidnapped before either.

I still try to hurry, not allowing my worry to slow my actions. Although, my timid knocks may have given away your uneasiness.

A few seconds pass as the door unlocks and swings open, being met with the neutral look of Mr.Depp

"Mr. Depp I—" I got interrupted by a light tackle to your legs. Looking down, I notice it's Lily latched onto me, a contagious smile spreading across my face. My nervousness completely disappears as I kneel down to her level

"Shouldn't you be asleep right now?" I ask lightly as she pulls back from the hug. As she's about to respond, Johnny interrupts, saying it's past her bedtime, and that he had some business to discuss.

He had the whole penthouse floor to himself, so he simply walked to the outside patio on the opposite side for us to talk. I started getting nervous, he probably brought me over here so his family won't hear him yelling at me. He takes a breath, and I brace myself

"Thank you... for today." His voice is quiet but firm as he speaks.

To say I'm shocked is an understatement, his daughter nearly gets kidnapped, and he's thanking me? He turns around, being met with my astonished expression

"But sir, your daughter was kidnapped because I-" I attempt to say, but he halts my sentence.

"STOP... Stop it, I know you're blaming yourself." His tone is stern, almost fatherly, he is old enough to be my father.

"But sir, it was my negligence that led to thi-" I attempted to continue, but was cut off once again as he grabbed both my shoulders, forcing me to face him. His face is calm and serious as he speaks to me.

"No, no it wasn't, Lily told me what happened." He explained.

I stayed silent, wondering what she said, we looked at each other for a few solemn seconds before he let out a silent huff. His hand slips from my shoulders as he turns around and rests them on the railing, gazing at the city lights.

"She told me how she purposely went off looking for you even though she knew she wasn't allowed to do that." He continued.

"I'm also sorry... about yelling at you earlier, I was scared for my daughter, but that's not an excuse for my actions." He apologized, shoulders slumping as he spoke.

"It's alright-" I try to reply, I'm starting to understand where Lily gets her interrupting habit from.

"No it's not, stop trying to let me off the hook just like that, let me finish my piece." He stated in that stern fatherly tone again as he turned to face me. I sheepishly avoid eye contact, nodding my head for him to continue. A few seconds pass before he speaks again.

"Come to breakfast with my family tomorrow, we all would like to thank you, not to mention, I may have some business to discuss with you." With that he turns and walks off, leaving me standing there dumbfounded.

The next day we had a friendly breakfast, it made me think of when I was still close with my family.

Lily clung to my side the whole time, asking about my job, if it was fun, what I used to do, where I'm from. So many questions were asked within the span of 1 hour. Johnny had me stay behind, walking us over to a nearby cafe to discuss "business," whatever that means

"I want to hire you." He abruptly stated, stopping me from sipping my drink.

"You already hired me?" I reply with a confused tone, scrunching my eyebrows slightly.

"No, I mean, I want you to be part of the permanent security team. That means you'll travel with me and will always be near." It took me a few moments to realize the sincerity in his tone, he was being serious. He wanted to hire me after what happened yesterday?!

"What? why?" I exclaimed in confusion and shock, stuttering when I realized how rude that must've sounded.

My stuttering is cut off by his laughter, obviously finding my reaction amusing. He calms down quickly, but an endearing smile remains on his face

"I like you, you're surprisingly easy to talk to even though you are so quiet. My family seems to enjoy your company even though we've only known you for a day, my daughter has also taken to you surprisingly well."

"Okay, but don't you want my CV and everything?" I respond, still a little confused. He rubs the back of his neck, his grin turning into a sheepish smile

"I may have called your boss last night and requested your folder..." he trails off, looking at his drink.

"What... Are they even allowed to give you that?" I responded.

"Sorry about that, and no, I don't think they were allowed to do that." He replies, glancing back at me. I'm still shocked, my mouth hanging open slightly

"I know that's a bit intruding and inappropriate of me, but we're leaving soon and I-" He rambles, but now it's my turn to interrupt him.

"I accept." He's about to continue his explanation before an astonished look washed over him

"You do?" He asks, tone showing how surprised he is, perhaps he thought I would turn his offer down.

"Yes, now if you don't mind, I'd like to drink my coffee now."

For the rest of the day he had a big as smile on his face, which only grew as he told his family the news.

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From that day on, I lived and traveled with them, scheduling the details and shifts, making sure everything was ready for his arrival, I even sometimes functioned as a tutor.

At first he had me as just a guard for the entire family, but as the kids got older he assigned me specifically as Lily's bodyguard. I didn't mind this, it just meant that we could go out shopping together more often. As she grew, we developed a very close bond. When she was younger she acted like I was a second mother, but when she became a teen I became her big sister.

Over the years, Mr. Depp became Johnny whenever it was just us or the family. He always scolded me for calling him Mr.Depp, saying it made him sound old. He really became a father figure for me, especially after he finally learned why I never mention or talk to my family. Mrs.Paradis, or Vanessa as she preferred, became friends with me, though we weren't as close as Lily and I. Jack also became closer with me, though I could tell he felt a little awkward around me, I think he has a slight crush, though I can't be certain.

They became my family, I loved them so much, I hoped it would never end. Of course, all good things eventually die.

I was on set with Johnny for the Rum Diaries, it wasn't unusual for him to bring me along, it felt more like bringing his daughter with him instead of a bodyguard.

It was all fun, the movie was going great, he seemed to be having fun. But something was different after he returned home, he seemed off, like something was eating away at him. I tried getting him to talk, he just brushed it off, saying it was nothing; but I could tell by his smile that he was trying to reassure himself as well.

That was the beginning of the end for my happy family, the separation was not something anyone was happy about. I knew it stung when Vanessa learned how much younger Amber Heard was, she confided in me that this was something she always feared deep down. His kids were okay, they weren't ecstatic, but they weren't angry either; I could tell they just wanted their father to be happy.

Amber was... something else. Johnny seemed happy, it was like a year long honeymoon phase, although she wasn't exactly the nicest person if you ask me. Jack and Lily quickly began to dislike her, as did I, we would actively avoid her at all costs.

I especially tried to avoid her, she would always glare at me if I was anywhere near Johnny, demanding that I call him Mr.Depp even when we were just at home. She set me on edge, and the wedding only made it worse.

Lily was vehemently against attending the wedding, meaning I wouldn't be going either since she wanted to go out instead. I pulled Johnny aside and explained the situation. He was unhappy, but accepted his daughter's decision.

Before we left for our trip I pulled Johnny aside, taking both his hands warmly in mine as I said my congratulations and wished him well.

I spot Amber in the distance, beginning to walk towards us, so I hurry myself. I un-clip the chain around my neck, taking Johnny's hand, allowing it to coil in his palm before closing it. I look at him, smiling at the shock on his face, clearly surprised by my actions.

"B-but, that's your fathers ring!" He stutters, conflicted by what I've done.

"And now it's yours." I reply

"Y/N, I can't take this!" He exclaims, trying to give it back, but I shove his hand into his chest.

"Johnny, you've been more of a father than he ever was... I want you to have it." I responded quietly, feeling embarrassed by what I said.

He smiles as he pulls me in for a warm hug, immediately making me feel at ease. As we part, he kisses my check gently before separating completely. He removes the ring from the necklace, sliding it onto his middle finger before re-clipping the chain around my neck.

I thank him, and he's about to speak when Amber steps into our conversation. I can tell by the hostile glare in her eyes that she isn't very happy with me, but Johnny doesn't seem to notice. She drags him away before he could speak, but I simply smile and wave as he sheepishly does the same.

I pivot on my heel and head off to find Lily.

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If I thought she was bad before the wedding, I had no idea what was coming after the honeymoon.

Something was off with Johnny, he was a lot quieter, and that's saying something since he is already a reserved person. They also seemed to argue, I already knew about their arguments from before, but now they seemed to be happening in the open a lot more. Lily hated Amber, refusing to interact with her, always dragging me away to her room whenever Amber was near.

I don't object, Amber had taken to yelling at me too, so I enjoyed the moments Lily and I would scramble away and avoid talking to her. We survived like that for a few weeks, but then Johnny called us into the living room. Lily and I glanced at each other in confusion, wondering if either of us did something wrong.

"Y/N, Lily, I've called you here because there is going to be a slight change in Y/N's job." Lily and I both relaxed, assuming that it was going to be small and insignificant.

"From now on Y/N, you will be Amber's personal bodyguard." My eyes widened, I glanced over at Lily to see what I'm sure is the same reaction as me. Lily opens her mouth to argue, but Johnny holds up his hand to silence her.

"My decision is final." I looked away from Johnny to see Lily's eyes watering subtly. She looked between them both before running off back to her room; I went to run after her, but a firm grasp yanked me back.

Looking back to them, I noticed it was Amber who had pulled me back, a stern scowl on her face.

"Where do you think you're going?" She asks, her voice is definitely going to get on my nerves.

"To talk to Lily?" I state in confusion, wondering why she stopped me.

"She'll be fine, but I need you, I'm heading out with my sister to go shopping. Be ready in 10." She left no room for me to talk, simply turning and walking off. To say I was stunned is an understatement, so much is happening, it's hard to wrap my head around it.

I must've looked as lost as I felt because Johnny reached over and placed his hand delicately on my shoulder. I nervously look at him, being brought back to Earth by the warm, gentle look in his eyes.

"Are you alright, doll?" I smile slightly at the pet name, he's been calling me that since about a year after hiring me(I told him about how the guys in my unit jokingly called me"Doll").

"Yah, I'm just... Shocked. It never ran through my head that you might assign me to someone else, I guess it was unexpected for Lily too." I reply, looking down in thought.

"I never did plan on assigning you to someone else." Johnny stated, his voice holding a hint of annoyance, but it was well hidden.

"What do you mean?" I asked, now completely confused.

"Humph, I didn't want to reassign you, but Amber practically demanded that you be assigned as her personal bodyguard." He responds, looking away as he explains, it sounds like he wants to complain, but he is holding back.

I open my mouth to respond, but my voice is taken away as I gasp in surprise. Johnny looks at me, startled by my unexpected reaction. Now that he's looking at me, my eyes widen in worry.

"What? What is it?" He asks quickly, wanting to know what's made me like this.

I slowly reach my hand out towards his face, he lets me, it's not uncommon for me to poke him or fix his hair, but this is different. My hand gently caresses the skin under his left eye, how did I not notice the swelling?

When he realizes what I'm doing, he almost reels back within the blink of an eye, turning around so I'm facing his back.

"Johnny. What's going on?" It was meant to be a question, but it came out as a demand. His body deflates slightly, realizing I'm not letting him off the hook. He turns to speak, but is interrupted by Amber bustling down the stairs, speaking loudly on the phone.

"Y/N, hurry up and pull the car around already, we have to pick up my sister and you're making us late." Amber states in a grating tone.

"Alright alright, but give me a second, wanna take a selfie with Johnn-err Mr.Depp." I state, quickly correcting myself after noticing the look in Amber's eyes.

"Why do you want a picture with him, you see him everyday." She stated flatly.

"My family demands proof that I work for him." I reply effortlessly, she luckily has no idea that my family and I have had no communication for over 10 years. Johnny, however, immediately noticed my lie, thankfully only side-eying me.

I take out my phone, standing next to him, taking a few, telling Johnny to angle his head more to the right in a few. I smile after our 10 second photo-shoot, hugging him quickly before speed-walking out the door to grab the car.

He's probably flabbergasted right now, wondering why I lied about my family, and why I wanted to take some pictures with him. To be honest, I don't think that swelling got there due to something innocent, so I took a shit ton of pictures with him so that I can look at them.

I drive the car around to the front and wait for Amber. In my spare time, I open my phone and look at some of the photos. Not gonna lie, he's always prepared for a picture, even when he's caught completely off guard.

Analyzing the pictures, I note the swelling under his eye, as well as his cheek and a little bit on his nose. It's subtle, I'm surprised I caught it. He's also got a very light bruise that looks like it's in the last stage of healing. I go to look closer, but quickly shut my phone off as Amber enters the back of the car.

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That wasn't the only time I had an impromptu photo-shoot with Johnny, there were quite a few to come, all of them capturing worse injuries than before. Halfway into their marriage I knew for sure what was happening, before that I had only heard the fights and been left to assume, but getting caught in their fight was wild.

Amber had been up in his face, pushing him, saying vulgar and cruel things as he tried to leave. The other security were looking at me, wondering what they should do. This wasn't the first time we removed Johnny for his safety, so I quickly sent a text for someone to pack him a bag, motioning one of the guards to grab the car and bring it around.

I was Amber's guard, I'm supposed to protect her, but I know deep down that my default is to always protect my true family, and that certainly isn't her. So when I walk over and see her pull her arm back to slap him, I don't hesitate to stop her.

I grab her arm, shoving her back so that I'm between them. I don't want to fight her, that would definitely get me fired, the only thing I can do right now is protect Johnny, and possibly myself. The anger in her expression magnifies as she looks back to me, Walking up and getting in my space, clearly wanting a reaction. I stand firm, not allowing her to get to Johnny, but not wanting to hurt her either.

"Get out of here Johnny." I say, not removing my eyes from the threat.

"And leave you here? No way." He states firmly.

"I'll be fine alright, I'll catch up with you okay? G/N(guards name)! Take Mr. Depp to the car and get him out of here!" I shout to the guard across the room. I can see him coming closer in my peripheral, leading Johnny away, though I can tell Johnny felt extremely conflicted.

All the while, I'm blocking Amber as they escape, not letting my guard down until I hear the elevators beep from down the hall. When she realizes they are gone, it's like she somehow got even angrier. She looks down the hallways, then fixes her glare on me. Before I have time to react, I find myself across the floor, my mind dazed, a stinging on the left side of my face.

I shake myself as I stand, taking a few seconds to realize I just got punched in the face. I touched my lip, it got caught on my tooth and is bleeding something terrible. I wiped the blood off with my sleeve, but know it's useless right now.

"Oh, don't tell me you've never bled before? What with your military time?" Her voice is so patronizing as she leers, she taunts me anytime she can and it's reaching a boiling point.

"ENOUGH!" I yell, but she simply smirks, enjoying my reaction.

"Too scared to fight me? Afraid you'll lose?" She continues her taunting, looking down at me with her annoying height.

"More like I'm afraid I'll kill you." I state grimly, my instincts telling me she's going to strike out and that I should attack her first, but I know if I hurt her, it'll get turned on me. I wait a second, taking in a deep breath before shaking my head and turning around.

"Stop running! You people can't keep RUNNING!" She screams as she shoves me back around, screaming in my face.

"You make us run! You're so fucking awful that the only thing we can do is leave!" I shout back, shoving her off of me.

"If you walk out that door, consider yourself fired." She states arrogantly as I walk to the front door. My hand hovers for a second as I think everything over.

"I consider that a blessing, but you're not my boss." I growl before turning the handle and walking down the hall, taking the stairs instead of the elevator. I call G/N, asking them to send me the address as I start up my car.

Johnny was not happy when I got there, in fact, he looked ready to tear into me, but immediately stopped when he saw my face. About halfway through the drive I started crying, wondering how long she's been hurting him, how long she's been treating him like shit. He only takes a second to study me before rushing forward, pulling me into a comforting embrace as I cried into his shoulder

It's kind of funny looking back now, he was so focused on comforting me even though he was the one experiencing that mistreatment for years. He was always a gentle and caring man, but that moment made me realize just how selfless he is.

From that moment on, he allowed me to photograph his injuries without making me act as if I simply wanted selfies with him. He only agreed to it as long as I wouldn't let myself get hit for him, he hated seeing me get injured, and he didn't want his spouse to be the cause of it. I was scared when I agreed, scared that I could do nothing, but I quickly realized that getting him out of there would keep us both safe.

I kept all the photos on my computer, making sure to have duplicates, as well as keeping a hidden copy of prints. Johnny would also send me photos from when I got hurt, he wanted me to save them as well. She's only hurt me a few times, mainly when I try to get between her and Johnny, I usually would've broken her arm already, but I could never do anything to hurt Johnny.

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I was brought forward as one of Johnny's witnesses, I didn't want to go up there, to explain what I had to witness and allowed to happen. I felt disgusted with myself that I let Johnny get treated that way for so long, but I know that he had to leave her by his own decision.

In all the recordings brought forward, I was usually in them, you could hear me in the background, or I might've been right in the middle of it. I knew that the defense was going to lay into me, try and tear me a new one, but I hope that I can take the publicity and stress of it all.

I somehow managed to stay basically anonymous throughout all my years of watching over the Depp's, only pictures and videos of my covered face being seen, but now I'd be in front of the world. My name out in the open, my face on every news channel, my family will know where I am - that's possibly the scariest thing about this.

I've been holding my breath during every video, every picture, and every statement. It's always hard when I hear something that includes me, I always feel like I was an enabler in his abuse because I didn't do more; but I know Johnny would get angry with himself if I told him. When he explains moments in a recording where I got between them, or where I would force him to leave, I always found myself tearing up.

I hear my name being called, I look around, seeing the nod of encouragement from his legal team. They've been so supportive and careful with me, they know about my military time yet still treat me like a delicate flower, it's nice. They've become friends to Johnny and me, I'm glad he found them.

I smile back as I step forward, feeling Johnny gently drape his hand against my arm as I walk by, a soft reassurance that he's there with me.

I swear in, keeping my voice steady as I look at the judge, allowing my eyes to glance around the room for a quick read, avoiding looking in Miss Heard's direction. Johnny and I promised that we wouldn't allow her even a second of our attention, we wouldn't look at her, we wouldn't talk to her, and outside this courtroom we wouldn't speak of her.

I seat myself carefully, eyeing the screen in front of me, glancing to the jury, Johnny's attorney, then finally landing on Johnny. I told him all of my worries, he knew of my fear of the limelight, as well as my worry that my family will recognize me and try to contact me.

Throughout all of this, he's somehow stayed strong, even though he suffered far more than I, he refused to let me feel alone, so I refuse to not play my part in this case; if anyone deserves something good in their life, it's Johnny Depp.

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myanmy · 8 months ago

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Unrequired feelings

I LOVE ANGST!!!!!!!

Summary: You fell for Jack and you thought he liked you too, only to be proven the contary.

Word count: 1720

Warnings: cheating? But not cheating because they weren't together. (as you can see I'm very good with warnings)

Your relationship with Jack had always been weird. In the beginning it was because you were a woman and he wasn’t used to having that just yet on his ship, but he felt obligated to help you, since he was partially the reason the house you worked so hard on building burned to the ground. You were rightfully mad and against all your survival instincts, went to have a talk with the famous Captain Jack Sparrow himself and let him hear a piece of your mind. When you somehow manage to find his ship the men on his crew refused to tell you where the goddamned pirate was, but you had previously heard a lot of stories about him and the most famous one was that he was a drunk who spent the majority of his money and time on rum and women. Luckily the rumors had been right and you found him in the second pub you search, mentally you ask yourself how the hell the hundreds of people searching for him didn’t already have him locked up, the man was as obvious as a rock. You ordered him to repay the damages for your house and he obviously didn’t have that amount of money on him, so instead he offered you a deal and now you are sure you weren’t in your right state of mind, because you had accepted.

Eventually your relationship had gotten better, the nasty looks you gave him stopped and you had even grown to like the dumb and yet so lucky bastard. Your relationship with the crew had also grown immensely, at first they seemed skeptical and even disappointed in their captain for bringing a woman on deck, but with time some just learned to accept you while the majority had become your friends and at some point you had began to see them as a family, a family that supported each other, saved each other asses while also annoying the shit out of you.

Your interactions with Jack had become strange to say the least, you would spend the whole night on the deck while drinking rum, him managing to drown a whole lot more than you, but still. You would talk for hours and hours and when there was nothing else to talk about, you would stare at the sky, laying on the wood floor of the ship while lost in your own separate thoughts, the silence always comforting and never awkward. That was until the next morning, where Jack would avoid you at all costs, when you asked a question he would answer with short answers and didn’t even bother looking at you, when he felt hungry and was planning to get something to eat, he wouldn't call you to eat with him as usual. The urge to punch his beautiful face was always huge, but you also wanted to understand what was going on with him. How can someone be talking all night about their life stories and the next day just act like you are a complete burden?

Then Elizabeth Swann came, you didn’t hate the girl, god knows she’s in a worst situation that you are, however you didn’t like the fact that now Jack had all the time in the world for this girl he just met. It was one of those nights, where the sea was quiet and for some reason sleep just didn’t seem to be your friend today, so you grab a robe beside the bed and wrap it around yourself. Jack had stolen the robe from a rich old woman’s house and gifted it to you, saying he thought of you as soon as he saw it. The rich fabric felt like clouds in your skin, making you warmer against the cold that was surely out on the deck. You make your steps as light as possible, aware that the wood creaked with the smallest of movements. You open the door to the main deck, only to hear voices on the quarter deck above you, two voices to be precise. One you had learned to like quite a lot, the other you were just growing accustomed to. You hear Jack telling Elizabeth one of his unbelievable stories he had told you, followed by her laughing and adding a few questions, only for him to answer them quite excitedly, just like he had done with you.

You feel a weird thing in your heart, the feeling traveling up to your throat and you felt like you were back to when you were a little child, holding the tears in while telling yourself how stupid you are and how you’re over exaggerating it. You stay there for a few more minutes, your body and mind telling you to stop and listen, maybe he would leave some details out while telling that story to her, maybe he wouldn't tell her the most sensitive topics he had told you, because he had said that he hadn’t told that story to anyone else and had only told you because he trusted you, right? Right?

You stayed long enough to figure he wasn’t leaving any part out and slowly closed the door, hoping they wouldn’t notice the sound of it closing. Luckily because you were a girl, the crew had agreed that it was better if you had a little place for yourself and didn’t sleep in the hammocks between the men, you thought they were being mean and just didn’t want to be close to you, however now you were totally glad they did it. You weren’t sure if they had done it because they just didn’t like you back then or simply wanted you to be comfortable and in the process make themselves comfortable, that didn’t matter now, but you sure were glad and thankful that you had your own small tiny room for yourself. You laid on the bed and let the tears fall slowly, telling yourself that it was okay to over exaggerate while you were alone. In the morning when you wake up you can go back to the non feeling and definitely not a sad person that had lost one of the most precious friends they had.

The next weeks kept going on like this, some nights you would awake late at night and open the door to the main deck slightly, hoping there would be no voices and while sometimes there weren’t, most did and you would go back to your room, each night crying a little less.

“What’s goin’ on lass?” Gibbs asks while you try to tie some knots to keep everything in place.

“Nothing.” You answer, swiping the sleeve of your shirt on your forehead.

“There’s definitely somethin’. You aren’t even looking at him with the angry stare.” He adds.

You sigh, talking about your feelings were not something you were good at, especially when you yourself wasn’t sure what exactly you were feeling. “It’s nothing Gibbs.” You feel his eyes on you for a few more seconds, making it obvious he didn’t believe you, but eventually gave up and walked away.

That night you couldn’t even close your eyes properly and decide to try the deck, praying to whatever god was listening that they weren’t there. When you open the door the slightest bit and don’t listen to their voices, you almost let out a long breath, only when you open the door a bit more and look up, you see them…kissing. One of his hands is around her waist while the other is on the back of her head and her arms are around his neck, their lips meeting in a hungry kiss. You normally would manage the tears until you were back in your room, this time however they flowed as you watched, watched as she had everything you wanted. When you come back to your senses, you simply turn around, not caring about the open door, a clear sign that someone had been there, though you were sure they wouldn’t figure it was you.

You always knew Jack had his affairs, I mean, he was Jack Sparrow. His life involved around rum, the sea and women, but for some reason this one felt different and it hurt, it hurt so much. You didn’t want to admit it, but you had fallen for the pirate, even with you knowing it wasn't a good idea falling for a pirate, especially one with so much of a reputation.

That night you spend crying and writing letters to your closest friends, Gibbs and some men in the crew you had befriended. You tried writing a letter for Jack, only to write his name and not a word surging in your mind after, so after hundreds of tries you give up and throw all the wasted paper on the trash. Tomorrow the ship would stop in Tortuga and you would wait until everyone got off before you put all the letters in the specific hammocks and then…you would leave. Leave this life behind, leave all the running and stealing, but mainly, you would leave him.

A short time after the sun had risen, the ship stopped in the port. Your hands were sweaty, your breath was short, and your pulse was pounding in your ears. You were nervous, and there was no way around it. This was a big moment, something you had been dreading for hours and now that it was here, all you could do was try to keep your head on straight. Your nerves were frayed, but you were going to do this, one way or another.

After all you could hear were voices from outside the ship, the soft wind and the calm waves is when you start doing everything you had planned. You place the letters, each one gaining a tear dropping from your eyes, then you grab the essential things you had already placed in a bag. You take one last look around, flashes of good memories appearing everywhere you look, but unfortunately memories aren't enough to keep you here. You step out of the ship, knowing this was the last time you would ever be seeing it and as childish as it sounds, you mentally say goodbye, goodbye to everyone and to everything involving pirates, but more specifically Captain Jack Sparrow.

I'm writting new characters yay. Don't worry, I'll still write for Rick, trust me when I say that my crushes always stay the same, so at some point I'll write for him again. I've noticed that there isn't a lot of Jack Sparrow fanfics out here and it's so sad, I mean, it's Johnny Depp, have writers really not seen him as Jack? Anyways, so I thought I'd give it a try. Hope you guys enjoy it. 💟

#pirates of the caribbean #jack sparrow x reader #no use of y/n #jack sparrow #angst #angst with a sad ending #betrayal #unrequited feelings #johnny depp

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ghsttk · 1 month ago

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math problem.

Scenario: Your math professor/teacher helping you study! ;)

Warnings: straight to smut, gn reader, cockwarming, praise kink (maybe), professor x student, quite simple.

Word count: 413

a/n: English is not my first language. I didn't proofread this (I'm out of free samples on Grammarly for today </3)

"Come on, I know you can do it." Mr Depp cooed in your ear, his lips teasingly brushing against your earlobe. He's been buried deep inside you for the last forty minutes — It doesn't seem like a long time when only focusing on numbers, but to you, it felt like years.

In front of you was the math book, open to some generic problem that would be solved with a simple rule of three. His hands stroked your waist, occasionally squeezing as he kept encouraging you. "You can do it, pet."

You got used to the feeling of his cock inside you, even forgetting that he was balls deep inside of you. But every time he moved his hips the slightest bit, his cock would brush against your ultra-sensitive inner walls, making you let out the most delicious whimpers he'd ever heard.

Johnny rocked his hips, urging you to answer the problem. You gasped, legs twitching with the stimulation. You stuttered out an answer, a wrong answer actually. But, can you blame yourself? Mr Depp was torturing your poor brain and your little hole at the same time, how can you even think properly?

"Ah-ah, try again, pup." He said, almost mocking you. He rocked his hips upwards, nudging the mushroom head of his member against a certain spot. You squirmed once more on his lap; it was such a lovely sight for him.

Johnny's hands traveled under your shirt to touch your chest. His palms stroked your chest, and his quick and rough fingers played with your nipples, he loved messing with you and making you lose your line of thought. Every time you squeezed your eyes to try to concentrate more, his smirk increased.

He started to roll and pinch your nipples, making you squirm again and again. His lips brushed on your neck. "What's the answer? Hm?" He insisted, gently nibbling. It's getting harder to understand the math problem in front of you, like the words were random and didn't make sense.

You whined out another try and suddenly you got it right. Mr Depp nodded. "That's right, you're such a good pet." He praised, his hands went to your waist again. He helped you bounce on him a little bit, finally relieving some of the tension, rewarding you for your right answer, before making you sit still again. "Let's try another problem.." He said as he leaned forward, chest against your back, to flick through the math book pages.

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#johnny depp imagine #johnny depp x reader #x reader #fanfic #imagine #johnny depp #johnny depp x you #johnny x reader #one shot #john christopher depp ii #johnny depp smut #smut #teacher x student #x y/n smut #x you smut #professor x student #c0ckwarming #johnny imagines

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courtn3ysang3l · 1 year ago

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Why the Water Tower?

I have had a not healthy obsession with Leonardo DiCaprio lately, especially Jack Dawson and Arnie Grape. So I'm going to write for Arnie. Also sorry I haven't posted in a bit I was grounded so yeah!

I push my few strands of my hair as I watch my boyfriend ascend the water tower. He kept turning around and waving.

"God, will he get down!"

Ellen stated, obviously ticked off. I slightly smile.

"He'll come down, I'm just worried if one day, he'll just... well, slip!"

Gilbert snatched the mega phone out of the cops hand and began talking.

"Match in the gas tank, boom boom."

I could see Arnie mutter a few words to himself before looking back up at the tower.

"Match in the gas tank boom boom!"

Gilbert repeated much louder.

"MATCH IN THE GAS TANK BOOM BOOM!"

Arnie basically screamed, then he just climbed down the tower. I ran over to the latter. Once he made it all the way down I pulled him into my arms.

"Hi sunflower!"

I grabbed his face as he began speaking again and kissed him. He just laughed a bit.

"Don't do that again Arnie!"

"S-sorry."

Gilbert walks over to his truck and I follow, hopping into the trunk with Arnie. He plopped his head onto my shoulder.

"Look its the water tower!"

He yelled lifting his head.

"NO NOT THE WATER TOWER!"

This was so short but I just had to put something new out so here. I hope you enjoyed it though.

#x reader #y/n #what's eating gilbert grape #leonardo dicaprio #johnny depp #arnie grape #gilbert grape

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morgandr · 4 months ago

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Imagine:

During the summer of ‘87 you get involved in a massacre that suspicious involves what you did last summer.

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(PHOTOS FOUND ON PINTEREST!)

(Slasher 80’s DR)

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(TAGS)

#old hollywood #oldhollywoodedit #slashers #slasher movies #a nightmare on elm street #halloween #brad pitt #johnny depp #midwest #1980s #gif imagine #moviegifs #images #imagine #fame dr #x reader #fluff #y/n

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haileyofmischief · 2 years ago

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Hello guys! It has been a long time since I have written anything here. My life has been kind of busy but I really wanna get back to writing. I need inspiration! Can you please send requests? I can write about any character as long as I know them. I'm waiting! Send them!

#writing requests #lokilaufeyson #spencer reid #joe goldberg #kylo ren x reader #loki x reader #spencer reid x reader #johnny depp x reader #tony stark x reader #marvel masterlist #loki masterlist #zemo x y/n #baron zemo x reader #marvel x reader #hannibal lecter smut #hannibal lecter x reader

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thehargreevesfamily · 2 years ago

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I made another Tumblr page if you wanna follow. It's @captainjacksparrowfanpage. I will be writing some Jack x y/n incorrect quotes. I will be posting later on.

#pirates of the caribbean #potc #jack sparrow #captain jack sparrow #jack sparrow x reader #jack sparrow x y/n #captain jack sparrow x reader #pirates of the carribean x reader #johnny depp #johnny depp x reader #depphead #johnny depp movies

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reareaotaku · 1 year ago

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You Stupid Bitch!

Summary: Billy can't be Ghostface, you just won't accept the truth, and neither will he. Why throw away everything you both have over a few dead bodies? Characters: Yandere! Billy Loomis x Reader Tw: Gaslighting & Manipulation

The wind was blowing harsher than it normally did or maybe it was the anticipation. You felt Billy's lean, slick hand graze up your back as he softly kisses your neck. You pull back a little, causing him to glare at you, but he quickly shakes it off.

He decides to lay his head on your neck, while his hand intertwines with yours. You can feel his gaze, but you decide not to give him the satisfaction. You're scared of him and you know he can sense it. He smells the fear reeking off of you like smoke.

Randy was talking about something, but you weren't listening to him. You were too busy thinking about the man that was breathing down your neck.

"Right Y/n?"

You snap out of your head and look up at Randy, who was looking at you, waiting on you to respond. "Uh, Yeah... Sure." You shiver when feeling Billy's icy breath on your neck; It makes your hair stand.

"So, you think Friday the 13th is better than Nightmare on Elm Street?"

"Sure-"

"You think some Mommy's Boy who comes out when people are fucking is better than a man who kills you in his dreams?"

"Isn't Freddy a Pedophile, though? Isn't that why he was burned?"

Randy rolls his eyes, "It's a horror movie, they're all bad."

"Well, Jason drowned in the lake because the counselors were to busy fucking instead of watching the kids-"

"Oh please, cry me a river. Some kids bully you, so you should go after innocent people?" Randy sits down close to you, causing Billy to push himself against you and look over at Randy, while still leaning on your shoulder.

"Why do you have such a hard on for Freddy?"

Randy turns towards Sidney, shaking his head, "I do not have a hard on. But how can anyone think Jason is better than Freddy?"

"I mean I like the Nightmare on Elm Street movies better than Friday the 13th, but when it comes to the characters as people, I'd prefer Jason." You then bite your lip, "Expect Johnny Depp in the first movie. He looks mmmm.... so good-"

You feel a squeeze on your waist and you straighten up.

"But not as good as you, Billy. No one will ever look as good as you"

You hear a chuckle and a sarcastic laugh. Billy glare tightens on Randy.

"Something funny?"

"No," Randy quickly shakes his head. "Nothing at all."

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"Why are you so stressed?"

"I'm not stressed-"

Billy pushes near your scapula and a pop sounds in your ear. You groan, though before you can say anything, Billy slowly engraves his fingers into the knot and slowly rubbing back and forth. He presses down firmly and starts making circle motions with the tips.

"What's got you so worked up?"

"N-n-it's nothing."

He lifts up your hair, kissing your neck, "You seem... scared. Are you scared of me, Baby?"

"Should I be?" You question, not looking at him.

He caresses your cheek, sliding his thumb gently against you. "I would never hurt you."

"I'd like to believe that," You mumble to yourself, but he heard you.

"You think I'd hurt you?" He lets go of you and turns you around, caressing your face, "Why would I do that? Do you think I'm some kind of killer? Because, I'm no killer, Y/n. Maybe... Just maybe, people keep placing things in your mind, making you believe I killed people-"

"No one told me anything." You grab his hand as he glares at you.

"Y/n, I'm not a killer. You're painting me as some villain." He pulls his hand out of your grasp and taps your forehead. "I'm not a villain Y/n."

"Okay."

His brows frown, "Okay? That's all?"

"Yeah." You shrug, "There's nothing else to say. If you say you're not a killer, then I believe you," You walk past him and back to your room as he watches you like a hawk.

#yandere scream #scream x reader #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #billy x reader #billy loomis x you #billy loomis imagine #yandere x reader #yandere billy loomis #yandere billy x reader #yandere billy loomis x reader #yandere imagines

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mininiamh · 1 month ago

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Y'all I got something in the works haven't quite decided who for just yet but we're getting there with two paragraphs down lmao

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obessedwithfictionalmen · 9 months ago

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Co-Stars pt.2

Callum Turner X Actress! Reader

Summary: All the time Callum and Y/n were together in a movie.

Warning: Allusion to sex/ swearing/ kissing/ mention of being naked

Word count: 1.1k

A/n: The movies I selected are not starring Callum (except the only boy living in New York), and the other movies do not have the same actress, so use ✨️imagination✨️

The first time they were in a movie together was in The Only Boy Living in New York, she was playing Tomas’s best friend, and they needed to kiss multiple times. They had chemistry. That was one of the first things the directors told them. It was said in multiple interviews. After the movie came out, they stayed friends, talking to the other, telling each other what they were in. When they got cast in another movie together, as love interest, they were over the moon. Y/n had got the first role, and Callum got the sexy bartender role. The movie was called Burlesque, Y/n had to sing, and Callum thought she was amazing. The interviews that followed the movie were filled with teasing and flirting.

‘’Now, you guys already played love interest in the only boy living in New York, what was your reaction when you learned that you got to do that again?’’ the reporter asked. ‘’For me, I laughed. I was happy that it was him. This movie took me out of my comfort zone and to know that my co-star is one of my best friends was really soothing and yeah, and he’s good looking, so I couldn’t complain’’ she joked. Callum laughed. ‘’It was really fun, she was amazing, her singing was amazing. But yeah, we come as a package now, you want me, you get Y/n’’ he said, laughing. ‘’2 for the price of 1’’ she added to the joke.

The first time she was cast in something that Callum wasn’t in was in the remake of Footloose, she played Ariel. She was confident for this role, but without Callum, it was going to be weird. But the director had a surprise for her.

‘’Uh, sorry why does it say Callum beside the name of Bobby?’’ she asked. Bobby was supposed to be Ariel’s dead brother, but it had flash back scenes. As she said that, Callum entered the room. ‘’Holy shit!’’ she screamed in joy as she got off her chair to run in his arms. ‘’You two come as a package, I couldn’t separate you guys’’ the director said, laughing. ‘’It’s not a lot of scenes, but I thought this might be fun’’ he added. ‘’Thank you so much’’ Y/n chuckled.

Then, Callum and Y/n were cast as voice actors for a movie. The movie was Inside out, Y/n played Disgust and Callum played Fear. They had fun doing their voices, it was something new for the both of them. But the real surprise was when they both got cast in Master of the Air.

‘’Now, guys, ready to meet Callum’s love interest?’’ Tom Hanks asked the actors. They nodded and Y/n entered the room. At first, she was confused, but when she saw Callum, she started to laugh. ‘’No fucking way!’’ she laughed. ‘’The pair strikes again!’’ Austin Butler says, laughing. ‘’Who’s the pair?’’ Anthony Boyle asks. ‘’Them, they’re like the new Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter’’ Bary says. Y/n walked up to Callum to hug him, they were both giggling and blushing. ‘’We’re happy to say, that the cast is now complete! Welcome to the madness, Y/n’’ Steven Spielberg said. When they were shooting their scene, it was always amazing. They almost never had to do more than five takes. The only time they had to do more than five takes was their love scene.

‘’Action!’’ yelled the director. She was in a white dress, so when she would step underwater, it would become transparent. ‘’Rose, what are you doing here?’’ Callum said, in an American accent. Her turned around to look at her, he was in the shower. She entered the shower, still maintaining eye contact. ‘’John, I can’t keep acting like ahhhh’’ she yelled as she slipped in the shower, almost falling, but Callum catches her before she fell on the ground. They both started to laugh as the director yelled cut. ‘’Y/n are you okay?’’ She nodded as they continued laughing. ‘’Yeah, I’m okay, I’m sorry!’’ she said, calming down. They calmed down and put themselves in their characters again. It was their fifth take, they had to get it right. ‘’Action’’ They redid the scene they did before Y/n almost fell. Now, she was in the shower, soaking wet. In a now completely transparent dress. ‘’Are you going to kiss me, Major?’’ she said, with a flirting voice. ‘’I’m going to do more than kiss you’’ Callum said, with the American accent. Y/n slightly opened her mouth, but it was enough for a drop of water to go straight in her throat, making her chock on it. She started to cough really hard. ‘’I’m (cough) so sorry (cough)’’ she apologized. She felt bad for ruining the scene, but she was literally choking on water. ‘’Do we need a medic?’’ Tom Hanks asked. Callum started to gently tap her back, to help her cough. ‘’She’s still breathing, she might need a minute’’ he said. ‘’I’m (cough) choking on water (cough) it’s ridiculous. (cough)’’ she said. ‘’Stop talking, try to get the water out’’ Callum laughed.

The bloopers of Master of the Air got out and the moment where Y/n chocked made people laugh. So, when the were interviewed, people wanted to know more about it and what happened.

‘’Julie wanted to know, what was the hardest scene to shoot?’’ Josh asked. The cast started to laugh. ‘’For me, it was the shower sex scene. I mean, people have seen the bloopers. And the take before that I almost fell because it was slippery. And before Callum kissed me, I started to choke on water. So, I was like’’ she got up her chair, putted her hands on her knees, like she was out of breath. ‘’I’m okay (fake cough). I’m sorry (fake cough) I’m okay (fake cough). And Callum was tapping my back like: No she’s not!’’ she said with a fake British accent at the end. Callum started laughing even more, and so did Anthony Boyle. ‘’I was watching them, and Tom Hanks said to me: Do you really think she’ll survive this?’’ he laughed. Y/n came back in her seat and laughed more. ‘’We never had a boring day on set with those two. It was always fun’’ Austin said. ‘’At first, when she started choking, I thought, is it my fault? But when she said she was choking on water, I started to laugh, but I didn’t want to because she was coughing and it was serious, but she was so funny’’ Callum said. ‘’And I was almost naked! Cause I was wearing a white blouse that was supposed to become transparent, so I was coughing and trying to hide my tits. It was a really funny day on set’’ she added. The crowd was laughing and screaming. ‘’And you specify the place of the sex scene, is it that you guys have multiple sex scenes?’’ Josh asked. Callum and Y/n looked at each other, and they laughed. ‘’Well, maybe we don’t want to spoil the fans!’’ Callum exclaimed. Y/n hid her head in her hands and laughed again. Then she brought the mic next to her mouth. ‘’We saw in the trailer that we had, I think we have in total like 5 sex scenes’’ she admitted. The fans yelled and expressed their happiness. ‘’Next’’ Y/n said, red as a tomato.

#callum turner x reader #callum turner imagine #callum turner #co star #actress!reader

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storiesforallfandoms · 6 months ago

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just for us ~ johnny depp

word count: 1790

request?: yes!

“Hii can you please write a Johnny Depp imagine where its the 90s, you are both famous, and the press keeps beging you expose your relationship?”

description: being famous at such a young age makes it hard to keep anything a secret, but you’re determined to make sure your relationship is just for the two of you and not for the media

pairing: young!johnny depp x female!reader

warnings: swearing, use of y/n, rpf

masterlist (one, two, three)

I started acting when I was five years old. It was a commercial, and I had all of 30 seconds of screen time. But that 30 seconds was enough to impress the director apparently, because two years later when he was hired to direct some new sitcom, he called my parents looking to cast me as one of the main kids. The show only lasted one season, but one season was all it took to kickstart my career.

Becoming an actor at such a young age meant losing a “normal” life. I never went to normal school, normal prom or graduation. I never really had normal friends, just co-stars and other child actors. And I never had any privacy. Once I became a household name, privacy went completely out the window as I was followed by paparazzi and fans daily. Not to mention the creeps who came out in droves when I turned 18.

Nothing in my life was private. Nothing except Johnny.

We met on set of a movie we were working on together, and I knew from the moment I laid eyes on him that I was going to fall for him. I tried not to. Dating as a celebrity was basically impossible, even more so when it was with another celebrity. But i couldn’t stop myself, and when he told me he had fallen for me too, I was a goner.

Being a fellow actor, Johnny knew exactly how to keep our relationship a secret. He knew which restaurants had the most hidden away seating, which ones had the most private parking so we could actually show up and leave together. He knew how to sneak in and out of my place without paparazzi noticing, and how to do the same with me at his place.

It worked for a long time. Like, two years at least. No one had any idea we were together. Until a fan spotted us out together. They didn’t see us acting like a couple, but apparently us hanging out together years after our movie had come out was suspicious enough to get the rumor mill going. Suddenly, every interview we did had us asked at least once about our relationship. But we never broke. We kept insisting we were just friends, and we kept our relationship a secret.

It was early in the morning when my alarm clock started to blare. I groaned as I rolled over to turn it off. The bright red numbers read “7:00am”. I groaned again, sleep fighting to take me again.

I smiled as Johnny wrapped me in his warm embrace and kissed my neck. “Why are we awake so early?”

“I have a morning interview at 9,” I told him. “I gotta get up and get ready.”

He squeezed me a little tighter. “Absolutely not.”

“I have no choice, J. I can’t cancel so close to the interview.”

“Just don’t show up. Problem solved.”

I turned in his arms to face him. His eyes were still drooping with fatigue, but he was trying his best to focus on me. I smiled at him and kissed his nose.

“You can stay here and sleep,” I told him. “I’ll be back by the time you wake up.”

“You better be,” he sleepily muttered.

I chuckled and finally wiggled free from his grasp.

Getting ready for interviews never took long. I didn’t have to do my makeup because the studio makeup artist would do it for me when I got there, and an outfit was chosen for me by my stylist prior to the day. All I had to do was get breakfast, clean myself up, and get dressed in my pre-chosen outfit. I was brushing my teeth when I heard a car horn honking outside, signaling that my ride to the interview had arrived.

I took one last peak into my bedroom. Johnny was sound asleep again. I smiled and quietly moved to my bed. I placed a gentle kiss on his cheek before rushing out the door as the car honked again.

I was rushed through the makeup and placed in an uncomfortable chair within 20 minutes. I tried not to shift too much in an attempt to find a comfortable position. Morning talk shows always had the worst chairs for some reason.

The host walked onto set and greeted me cheerily. I smiled back at her, wishing I had her chipper energy for so early in the morning.

I wonder how many cups of coffee she’s had.

She sat down across from me and we were given the five minute warning. I adjusted myself in my seat one last time, then smiled as the cameraman announced we were live.

“Good morning everyone, and welcome to our special guest, (Y/N),” the host said, gesturing to me. The crowd cheered as I smiled and waved to them. “Thank you for being here.”

“Thank you for having me. I’m so excited to be here!”

The host asked me about my new movie, and I went over the talking points I had been given for every interview. It was going as smoothly as most interviews did, until the host said, “I have to ask, is there anyone special in your life?”

I kept the smile on my face, but I was sure it looked much more strained now. “Nope. I’m absolutely single pringle.”

“Really? There’s not even anything going on with you and Johnny Depp?”

I glanced over at my manager, who looked about ready to shut the whole interview down. Most celebrities have a few off limits questions that interviewers are told they can’t ask about. It’s usually super personal and private stuff that they want to keep private. For me, the one topic that was off limits was Johnny. It wasn’t just because we wanted to keep our relationship a secret, but it was also because my management and I didn’t want all my interviews to suddenly be just about Johnny and not about my work.

It was clear from the look on my manager’s face that this host was told my limitations, and she was choosing to ignore them. This was her attempt at getting a huge scoop before anyone else so that she could boost the ratings of her show.

I knew I couldn’t just stop the interview. It was a live show, stopping would just cause a scene that I knew would do more harm than good. So, I took a very subtle deep breath and said, “Johnny has been my friend since we worked together years ago. There’s nothing more between us besides friendship.”

“Oh, come on. I know you’re aware of the rumors about you two. Everyone is dying for you to finally confirm that you’re together.”

“Well, everyone will just have to keep waiting because I am not confirming what’s not true. Also, I think it’s incredibly disrespectful and invasive to keep pushing this topic when Johnny and I have both said we aren’t dating and like to have our privacy. I don’t get many things that are just for me, but I want my relationship to be one of those things.”

My manager whispered something to the cameraman, who then signaled for the show to go to commercial. Once the cameras were off, my manager demanded for me to be un-miced so we could leave. I ignored the host’s apologies as the crew took off my mic and my manager beckoned for me to come with her.

As we left the studio, she nudged my shoulder and said, “You handled that amazingly, kid.”

I had no other obligations for the day, so my driver took me back home. I was happy to be back in the comfort of my own home after that interview.

The smell of food greeted me at the door. I smiled at myself as I made my way to the kitchen. As I expected, Johnny was stood at the stove, cooking up some breakfast. He was still in his pajama pants with no shirt on. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He leaned into my touch, allowing me to place a kiss on his bare shoulder.

“You’re back early,” he said.

“The interview was cut short,” I responded.

“So I heard.” I looked up at him in confusion. “I woke up just in time to turn on the interview.”

I groaned. “So you saw the whole thing?” He nodded. I buried my head in his shoulder. “We told her not to ask, I swear.”

He moved in my arms, turning so he could face me. He wrapped his arms around me, too, as I moved mine around his neck instead.

“I think you handled that whole situation very well,” he said. “It was pretty clear you were caught off guard by the question, but you still handled it maturely and with more respect than I think she deserved.”

“I wasn’t going to cause a scene over it, even though I really wanted to just walk out if she had asked.”

“Would’ve made for better television if you had just stormed out.”

“You’re right. It’s probably best that I didn’t then.”

He chuckled and leaned down to kiss me. Any tension I had left from that day immediately melted the moment his lips touched mine.

“We’ll have to tell people eventually,” I said with a sigh, resting my head against his. “We can’t keep this a secret forever.”

“We’ve done so for two years.”

“Yeah, but we’ve already gotten caught once. There’s just no proof of us actually being together for the tabloids to run with. But if we slipped up once, it can happen again. Then we’ll have to tell people about us.” I sighed and added, mainly to myself, “We’ll ever get a moment of peace again.”

“It’ll happen eventually, but until then I’m happy to have our private moments,” Johnny said. He kissed the top of my head and added, “But the day I get to loudly say you’re mine will be a good day for me. I want everyone to know eventually that I have the most amazing woman as my girlfriend.”

“You’re gonna make me blush.”

“Good.”

He kissed me again, but pulled away quicker than I wanted. I tried to pull him back in, but he just shook his head and smiled. “I don’t want the food to burn. The last thing we need is everyone finding out we’re dating because I burned your house down.”

I chuckled. “Okay, you have a point.”

“Are you hungry? I made enough for the two of us.”

I nuzzled close to him as he turned back to the stove. “I’ll never say no to your cooking.”

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Jimmy Kimmel Live

Y/n! Actress x Sebastian Stan (+ Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie and Paul Rudd)

A/N : Inspired by the Jimmy Kimmel Live interview during Captain America: Civil War (8years ago)

The lights dim in the studio, and a booming voiceover fills the air. On the screen, a montage explodes – Captain America’s shield clashes with Iron Man’s repulsor blasts, Black Widow flips through the air, and heroes stand divided. The title card blazes: Captain America: Civil War.

Thunderous applause erupts as the lights return to a smiling Jimmy Kimmel. “Welcome back to Jimmy Kimmel Live! Tonight, we have a super-powered group joining us. Give it up for Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Paul Rudd, and the lovely Y/n!”

The five actors walk out, waving and soaking in the cheers. Jimmy throws them some playful jabs, then dives into the questions.

“Alright, let’s test your knowledge of each other. Chris has memorized all the songs of which Disney musical?”

“Frozen!” Anthony Mackie blurts out, earning laughs.

“Nope,” Chris smiles. “Anyone?”

Paul leans in, “Aladdin?”

Y/n and Sebastian speak at the same time, “Little Mermaid!”

"Yes" Jimmy confirms. The crowd roars with laughter. Chris throws his arm around Y/n.

“This is the kind of chemistry you see on screen, folks,” Paul teases.

“Well,” Chris grins, “Y/n and I might have belted out a few Little Mermaid duets in our trailers.”

"Interesting. Alright, let's move on. Paul's family name was shortened from what?" Jimmy asked.

Anthony jumps in with a goofy grin, “Rud-rud-evan-rudabar?”

The actors erupt in playful chaos, throwing out silly suggestions. Finally, Paul reveals the answer: “Rudnitsy.”

The questions keep flying. Chris nails Anthony’s debut film, and the crowd goes wild. The tension rises as Jimmy reaches Y/n.

“Alright, this might get interesting. Who is y/n's celebrity crush?”

Y/n hides her face, a playful blush creeping up her cheeks.

“Oooh, this is juicy!” Anthony leans forward.

Paul throws out a guess, “Brad Pitt?”

"Nope, try again" Jimmy says with a playful smirk on his face.

Chris and Anthony exchange knowing smirks.

Sebastian tries his luck, “Johnny Depp?”

Y/n shakes her head, even more flustered.

"Maybe I should just say it for you…" Chris teases.

"Please don't!" Y/n says blushing.

Jimmy, sensing the tension, prodded further. "Come on, Chris, spill the tea!"

Chris Evans & Anthony Mackie replied "Sebastian Stan!"

The crowd gasps, then bursts into excited cheers. Sebastian's cheeks match yours in a vibrant shade of red.

He leans towards you, a playful whisper brushing your ear. "Really?"

You nod sheepishly, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips. "We'll talk about this later," Sebastian murmurs back, a flicker of amusement in his eyes.

"Alright last question, aside from English, what other language does Sebastian speak fluently?

"Romanian!" Y/n replies immediately and the crowd erupts in whistles and applause.

As the show drew to a close, Jimmy unveiled a set of action figures – Captain America, Falcon, Winter Soldier, Ant-Man, and (your superhero name). The audience roared with approval as you held up your miniature self.

"Thank you guys for being here!" Jimmy said, extending a warm hand to all of you.

The cheers continued as you and your fellow Avengers exited the stage, the energy of the night buzzing in your veins.

#marvel #marvel fic #sebastian stan x reader #chris evans #anthony mackie #paul rudd #avengers cast

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lucky

Scenario: You have won a unique opportunity to talk to your favorite guitarist in his dressing room.

Warnings: smut, female reader, daddy kink, degrading kink, unprotected sex, p in v, creampie, oral sex (both), masturbation (reader), slaps, multiple rounds (two orals and one p in v), dacryphillia.

Word count: 2.9k

a/n: I was told today (literally right now) that I have a work presentation for tomorrow at school, I'm not going to proofread this. English is not my first language.

You just watched a Hollywood Vampires show and still feel the chills. It was only two hours long, but you loved every second of it, especially since you were close to the stage, getting a prime view of your favorite member, Johnny Depp. You recorded him, took pictures, shouted praises… You acted like the fangirl you are for him.

But you were more excited for what was about to come… When entering the stadium, some staff distributed papers with numbers to the crowd, it was a draw in which the prize would be a visit to a member's dressing room. Then, after the show, they revealed the winning numbers. And, being the lucky girl you are, you won a chat with the guitarist and vocalist Johnny Depp.

You follow the staff through the halls behind the stage, anxiously looking around, searching for Depp’s dressing room. You don’t know what you will talk about or even ask or do. Your heart races in anticipation as the staff slow their pace, indicating that his door is near. Your palms start sweating, and you hold your phone tightly, hands shaking. Should you ask him for a selfie first? Or a hug?

Before they open the door, they check if you’re carrying something that might be harmful. Once you show you’re clean, they step aside and let you enter. Inside, there’s him. Johnny Depp. He was drinking something clear in a small cup, sitting on an armchair with his legs crossed. You shyly step closer, shaking in excitement, finally meeting your idol. His eyes look up at you before raising his head, you shiver.

He grins and stands up, walking towards you. “Hello, sweetheart. What is your name?” He reaches to take your hand, lifting it to kiss your knuckles. You stutter your name, clearly self-conscious of your sweaty palms. He chuckles softly, amused. “You’re a pretty little thing. Come, have a seat.” He leads you to the armchair he was sitting in a few seconds ago. You settle down, hands on your lap, holding your phone.

“Did you like the show?” He crosses his arms, grinning. You nod and gasp softly for air. “C-Can we take a selfie together?” You point to your phone and hold your breath. He nods “Of course, sweetheart.” He places a hand on your waist as you stand up. You raise your phone and smile the best you can, taking a picture. It didn’t turn out well since your hand was shaking. “That’s okay, we can take another one later.” He reassures, stroking your back. Your heart was about to burst out of your chest. The man of your dreams, your idol, was so fucking close to you. His tattooed hand on you was impossible to ignore, and his strong perfume was so masculine and intoxicating.

“You came here alone?” He asks, tilting his head, and you nod. “And why that? Did your boyfriend refuse to accompany you tonight?” He asks indifferently, his words disguising his real intention — to find out if you were in a relationship. “Um? N-No, I actually don’t have a boyfriend.” You scratch the back of your neck, releasing an awkward chuckle. “Really? I find it hard to believe, you're too beautiful to be single.” He winks, teasing you as if you weren't already shy enough. “It is true! I don't have a boyfriend, actually never had one, I'm even still a virg-” You cut yourself off as you notice you're just rambling about anything that goes on your mind, your face heating up in embarrassment.

Johnny's eyebrows shut up in surprise but he chuckles softly in amusement, he finds you very interesting. You think he's laughing at you, which is compressible. You probably look like a weird fangirl who acts like a teenager.

“I'm sorry for that” You sigh and he shakes his head. “I don't mind, you're cute when stumbling over your own words.” He comments, still smirking charmingly. His thumb caresses your side since his hand is still on your waist. “Am I your favorite?” He teases again and you nod. “I'm your biggest fan, I'm so happy I won this chance to be here and talk with you.” You say proudly, smiling. “Oh, really?” He raises an eyebrow, his smirk still on his face. “So, you’re quite devoted to me, huh?” He towers over you, god have mercy. “Uh…Y-Yeah, I think I am” You chuckle nervously. “Oh yes, you are.” He holds your hips “I can see it, pretty thing, you can’t disguise it.” His smirk darkens.

Johnny’s hands move to your thighs and slide up slowly, tracing a path between your legs with his rough fingers. He watches your face the whole time, studying your reactions, until his dominant hand cups your heat. His fingers press hard against your clothed folds, his smirk widening as he feels the wetness. “This is for me, isn’t it?” He whispers, leaning closer. His fingers keep caressing your sensitiveness. “Bet if I order you something you would obey blindly, wouldn’t you?” He looks deep into your eyes.

Speechless, and clearly thinking with your pussy instead of your head, you nod. Hell yeah, you would do anything for this man in a heartbeat, without even questioning your morals. Johnny is pleased by your answer, he looks down at you, holding your chin. “Sit down, now.” He commands with a gentle push. You settle down, and your breathing is already getting altered. “Touch yourself like you would if I wasn’t here, like you would when you’re alone in your bedroom.” He says firmly, crossing his arms and staring down at you. You blink in surprise, unsure if you heard it right. But, under his hard stare, you wouldn’t want to do anything other than what you heard come out of his mouth.

You spread your legs and slowly slide your hand under your shorts, your fingers meeting the damp fabric of your panties. You drag your hips forward, trying to get comfortable as your fingertips stroke small circles on your clothed clit. Johnny licks his lips and points “Take them off, come on.” He demands “Let me see that pretty little pussy”. You obey him, of course, and hook your thumbs on your waistband, slowly pulling your shorts and panties down and letting them pool on your ankles. Johnny groans in approval and gestures to you to continue. You slide two fingers over your slit, slicking them, before slowly sinking them inside.

You feel quite nervous, but very agitated, with Johnny watching your every movement. Your breath becomes slightly deeper as you start thrusting your thin fingers inside, closing your eyes to try to amplify the sensations. Johnny chuckles darkly, shaking his head. “Oh my... You need me, don’t you?” He mocks you, asking with his voice high-pitched. You only nod at him, your lips forming a pout. “Then beg for it, you dirty slut.” He suddenly turns stern, asserting his dominance - as if you ever doubted it.

“P-Please” You choke it out, but that isn’t enough. He raises his eyebrows, silently ordering you to continue. “Please, Johnny-” He interrupts you with a hard glare and you immediately understand. “Please, Daddy, I need you!” You beg, now correcting yourself and repeating a few please’s after. He nods, kneeling between your legs. “That’s right, little bitch.” He grumbles, placing your legs over his shoulders. He throws his sunglasses somewhere and dives his head, giving your needy clit a teasing lick with the tip of his tongue, making you whine in frustration. He chuckles menacingly, his hot breath hitting your wet flesh, making you squirm.

He gives your pussy open-mouthed kisses, his tongue occasionally going out and licking your folds. He starts sucking and nipping your wet skin, bringing shaky moans out of your mouth. You try to grind on his face, craving for more, but he smacks your thigh with his palm, making you cry softly. “Know your place, whore.” He growls against your pussy. You release a shaky breath, still feeling the sting from his palm but fucking enjoying it, your pussy clenching around the air with anticipation. He slides his tongue inside your spasming cunt, licking the insides fervently and moaning in approval. His eyes move up, staring hard at you through his lashes.

You feel your orgasm getting closer given the combination of the elements is overwhelming: Your pussy is getting eaten by a man, and this man is no one less than Johnny Depp. And he seems to notice it as well since he slows his pace just to frustrate you. “Not yet, slut.” He warns “You don’t get to cum until I say so”. You whine a bit louder than the last time, gripping the armrests of your seat. “I need to cum, Daddy” You cry out, staring down at him, already feeling the harkening pooling on your lower stomach, ready to escape and make a mess.

“Beg for it, whore. Convince me to let you cum on my tongue.” He grips your thighs harder, his fingers digging into your skin, it will certainly leave a mark for the next few days. Your hands fly to his hair, gripping it and burying his face further between your legs. “Fuck- Please, Daddy! Please, please, let me cum, Daddy.” You plead and pray for him, your heart bursting. Johnny loves hearing you beg for him, seeing you all vulnerable under his efforts. He wraps his lips around your clit and gives a strong suck, the tip of his tongue flicking over your sensitive spot. “Cum for me, you filthy little slut.” He commands, leaning back and delivering a slap on your clit. With his flat hand, he strokes your bundle of nerves rapidly, prolonging the burn from the sting. You become a whimpering mess, your legs shaking violently. “Cum all over my mouth like the desperate whore you are.” He teases you, his pace never faltering.

Johnny laps and dives his tongue in your entrance, stimulating you until you orgasm, dripping your juice on his face. He licks you clean, savoring the taste. “I could eat this pussy for hours.” He mutters and leans back, staring at your face. You open your mouth, ready to ask for more, but stop as his hand goes down to your clit, delivering another slap. You gasp sharply, shutting your eyes. But instead of complaining, you drag your hips forward, silently asking for more. “You like it, huh? Do you like being spanked on your little clit?” He taunts, punctuating each word with a slap, your legs twitching with the stimulation. “You’re so pathetic, just a lil’ slut for me, hm?” He chuckles darkly and stands up.

Johnny starts undoing his leather pants, skilled fingers dancing on his zipper. “You’re going to suck me now.” He isn’t asking. Once he pulled his pants down, along with his boxers, your eyes widened. His cock stands tall and proud, bouncing as Johnny steps out of his pants and underwear. “Woah..” You gasp, almost comically. “What?” He raises an eyebrow, spitting on his hand and stroking his cock a few times, stepping closer to you. “I’m not.. used to this si-” You gag as Johnny grips your hair and forces his cock down your throat. “Less talking, more sucking, whore.” He commands, pushing your head rhythmically.

“Be a good girl and make daddy proud.” Johnny murmurs, his eyes narrowing as you finally start to suck him. He is thick, you could feel the corners of your lips ripping as he stretches your mouth. He whispers a few curses under his breath, his grip tightening as he pushes your head deeper to take all of him, ignoring the sound of your struggles.

“Yes, keep those pretty eyes watering.” He smirks, his hand brushing your hair back to look better at you. Johnny rocks his hips faster, his thrusts meeting your bobbing head. His balls are slapping your chin. The curved tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, your eyes shutting due to the first sting of discomfort. He just taps your cheek with his hand “Eyes open, bitch.” He pushes your head down, your nose on his happy trail, choking you for a few seconds before pulling it out harshly. Holding the base, he hits your cheek with his length, also nudging it on your face, smearing precum.

“Bet you want this stuffing your tight cunt, huh?” He taunts again, “Today’s your lucky day, I’m going to give you exactly what you want.” He pulls you up and turns you around, bending you over the armchair, as if you weighed nothing, as if you were just a doll. He smacks your buttocks, leaving red handprints on your smooth flesh. You moan to each slap, back arching. He slides a hand, teasing your entrance with his thumb, rubbing tight circles around the hole. “You said you are a virgin, right?” He whispers, softer than before. “I will ask you only one thing: Do you want me to be your first?”

You obviously nod to his question. Come on, he's Johnny Depp, do you really need to think about it? You wouldn't let this opportunity escape through your fingers. He grins mischievously, his left hand caressing your waist. “Of course you want to, you're my whore.” He bites his lip, his other hand wrapping around his base. “Now you'll have to handle me.” He nudges the tip of his member against your wet folds. He won't put a condom on, he doesn't really care, neither do you.

He slowly slides himself inside, sighing a sound between a relief and a groan. You could feel every inch of him, every vein, and every slight detail. “Take it all like a good little cocksleeve.” He tells you once he's fully settled inside. He starts rocking his hips slowly, getting used to the blissful way your inner walls grips his cock. He leans forward, his chest on your back, going deep. “Tell me how much you love the way my big, fat cock stretches out your tight little hole.” He whispers in your ear, his big hands holding your hips tightly. You try to speak, moans leaving your mouth like breathing. He won't give you a break, you asked for it and now you have to handle it.

“I told you to speak up! Tell me how much you love it. Or would you rather I just shut you up with my hand?” He smacks your thigh, making you yelp. With a whimper and a few sharp gasps, you manage to choke out an answer. “I-I love it! I fucking love it, Daddy. It's so good~” You almost scream when he starts pounding harder into your inexperienced cunt, his balls slapping against your rear. “That’s right, bitch, scream for me.” He approves, grunting in your ear. “This pussy is mine, got it?” His hands move up to your waist, still holding you tightly, leaving his mark on your skin.

You only nod to his question, barely acknowledging it, dick-drunk. Even though he loves seeing you turning into a mess just because of his cock, he wants more of you, he wants you to recognize yourself as his. “Say ‘my holes belong to Johnny Depp.’ ” He commands, one of his hands moving up to your breast, squeezing it. Your brain almost melts trying to follow his instructions, even if it is the simplest one. Between moans, you obey him “My holes b-belongs to you, Johnny”. He growls, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “Don’t ever forget it, whore” He nips your sensitive skin, leaving hickeys as his autograph.

You feel the orgasm coming, your legs going numb, soon to give up. You try to warn Johnny with your babbles and whimpers, managing to squeak a breathless “Please” between them. He catches your message, changing the angle to hit a needy spot on your inner walls. “Please what, my dirty little cumslut?” He provokes “Use your words, tell Daddy what you need.” He slows but deepens his pace, you didn’t know your insides were that long to fit him this well. “Cum..” You cry out. “Let me cum, sir, please. Please!” A few tears of pleasure roll down your cheeks, starting to feel overwhelmed.

Johnny smirks proudly, feeling on the top of the world. “Oh, you want to cum on my cock? You want to make a mess?” He groans, his fast pace returning. He doesn’t tease you further this time, being nicer to his slut. “Yes, let go and cum all over Daddy’s cock like the desperate little fuck toy you are.” He leans back, thrusting his hips harder while pulling your hips against his. He doesn’t need to do anything else, your body melting beneath his, your pussy spasming around his cock as you soak him.

Right after, you feel him pulsing inside of you, a delicious sensation. He’s ready to give you something more valuable than any Hollywood Vampires’ merch, an inestimable gift, his seed. He floods your insides, painting your inner walls white. Before you can recover your breath, Johnny grabs your phone and holds your throat, posing for a selfie. He focuses especially on your sweaty, dick-drunk expression, really proud of his job.

He smirks slightly, also tired, and snaps the picture. “Daddy loves seeing you fall apart on his cock.” He praises, kissing your neck. “I hope to see your face often during tours. You’re my number one whore.”

a/n: I want to write a professor!johnny x student!reader, is that okay?

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