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myanmy · 1 year 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 contrary.

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 · 6 months 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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misswqrld · 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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imhereiguess420 · 3 months ago

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If you wish to know what i’ve been up to these past days, i’ve been FILLING THE ABSOLUTE VOID OF WILL TURNER FAN FICS IN THE WORLD. If you’re interested in reading a COMPLETED story of Will Turner x Fem reader, go ahead and read and vote on Wattpad 😘. (Warning, it is based on an Oc x cannon of mine, BUT DON’T WORRY, (y/n) is the same except for the reader having a set eye color other than that it’s up to your imagination. Also it’s on my AO3 account under SomethingNStuff666) AND YES, THE SECOND MOVIE AND THRID ARE IN THE MAKING ALREADY.

LADIES. I KNOW ITS BEEN 20 YEARS BUT WILL IS HOTTER THAN JACK, IM SORRY.

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morgandr · 9 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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#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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storiesforallfandoms · 11 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.”

#johnny depp #johnny depp imagine #johnny depp x reader #young!johnny depp #imagine #one shot #request #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom #rpf

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yup-thats-me · 28 days ago

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Hey lovelies!!

Reqs are open :)

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mininiamh · 6 months 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 · 1 year 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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little-forest-goblin · 3 months ago

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Can you do a Five Hargreeves x reader? Like the reader acts like Willy Wonka (Timotheé Chalamet/ Johnny Depp version).

Reader randomly sings a song while fighting as a strategy to distract anyone. Making sweets for the family and coffee themed for Five. His creativity in sweets gets handy with weapons (also candy themed)

Of course! sorry this took me a while but i have a life outside of writing and life has been kicking my ass into the next year. Here you go dear reader ❤️

My Candy Girl

y/n was crazy to say the least. Five had never met a woman quite like her. She was his eccentric candy girl. Sweet as sugar but as odd as odd gets. He still remembers way back when he first met her.

It was a hot june day. The sun boiling outside. It was ridiculous. You could cook an egg on the sidewalk if you so desired. Five was in the academy working on some equations in a book to pass time. He didn’t exactly have anything to do at the moment so he was making himself feel like he had something to do.

Silence was disturbed when klaus came into academy living room where he just so happened to be. “Hello my loveable and definitely not grumpy brother” Five let out a huff and looked up only to be met with not only klaus with his obnoxious habits but also a little friend next to klaus. You. God were you pretty. It made his cheeks heat a little at the sight of you but he pushed it away afterall you guys only just saw each other.

You stood there with a lollipop between your lips and your curious eyes looking around the new environment. “Man klaus, you didn’t tell you were a trust fund baby.” she chuckled.

Klaus looked to you “Well my spicy little friend i dont think it matters” Klaus pinched your cheeks quit like how a grandma would. Five however was locked onto her he wouldnt admit it (atleast not right now) but you have him hooked already.

From that day on whenever you are around he made sure to look his best. He was always in his suit and put on his good aftershave and his best cologne. He was a super genius but around you his IQ was slashed to 62 just like that.

He began to notice how odd you were, not like that put him off though. You were always looking around your environment, spaced off into la la land. You’d say some of the most random things at random times. His favorite being that time you called diego dollar general batman.

Now it wasn’t just a cute name he gave you, candy girl, but it was there for a reason. You were a candy maker. You absolutely adored candy. Thee five hargreeves in love with a candy maker? A former temporal assassin? who woulda saw that coming? Infact candy was what really brought you and him closer together.

~Flashback~

You were in the kitchen of the academy. You currently dusting a flat pan full of small light brown squares with powdered sugar. That was until five came in

Five looked at you leaning against the counter. He curiously looked between her and the pan of squares. You were so focused you didn’t even notice him until he broke the silence “What are you making?”

you looked up at him. Your eyes wild from concentration and glee of making items. “Im making candy!”

he chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully “Well no shit but what kind of candy is it?”

You smiled and continued dusting the powdered sugar onto the tan treats. “These are coffee chews”

His heart almost leaped out his chest. did he hear correctly? “Did…did you say coffee chews?”

you looked up at him and nodded “Yep. Coffee chews. They’re for you.” You made them for him with him in mind. You noticed he likes coffee a lot and never seems to get a decent cup of it. So why not make him a decent coffee candy?

He was a little flustered though he didn’t wanna show it but his eyes gave him away. He looked away trying to hide himself behind a couple walls though a small bashful smile graced his lips.

His walls could not be put up or the damn gates to be closed cause in a second you gently but excitedly and quickly grabbed his jaw turning him back to you. You had picked up one of the sugary treats and put it in his hand. “Try it.”

his eyes widened his shock paralyzing him. Was he a little turned on? …maybe. Either way he did as you said and popped the treat into his mouth. He found that it was soft and sweet but it had a noticeably nice coffee flavor. huh…a decent cup of coffee for once. He noticed you didnt let go obviously hoping for an answer “Its good. Really good actually.”

Your cheeks warmed up into a blush and you smiled happily. grateful that the candy wasnt a flop. “Good!” she let go and went to the pan picked up the treats putting them in a blue metal tin in there own little filter and shut the lid she handed it to him “Here you are! A whole tin of them!”

he blushed hard he couldn’t put his walls up in time to stop it. “For me? They’re all for me?”

you nodded “Yes there for you! Didnt i say i made them for you?”

he gently took the tin “You did but i didnt think all of them were for me” he looked at the blue tin and back to you with practically adoring eyes.

“Well they are!”

five was smitten as he chewed and swallowed the rest of the coffee chew. This was probably what sealed the deal. He had to have you, right away.

It wasn’t just him that you made candy for. You made the whole family candy too. All of them had gotten that signature blue tin with whatever little treat she made inside for them all nicely put inside a white thin filter paper.

The family began to notice fives behavior whenever you were brought up or in the vicinity. They noticed that when you were brought up suddenly he was very interested in whatever conversation was happening and whenever you were in the room or the vicinity he was quickly straightening up and fixing his suit cuffs and jacket.

It was odd for them to see there brother all totally whipped for you but it was also quiet amusing for them, not so much him though.

One day five was sat on the couch reading some books he found to pass the time. The rest of the family was talking about god knows what when you where brought up

Luther smiled as he took one of the candies from the blue tin he received “Hey guys what candies did you receive anyway? I got this blue raspberry thing. I think y/n called them raspberry color bombs”

Diego looked at him confused as he played with one of his knives twirling it and doing his usual tricks “Raspberry color bomb? the hell kind of name is that?”

Luther was excited to show diego “Okay watch! watch!” Lither popped one of the hard candies into his mouth letting it dissolve when he then opened his mouth a few seconds later to show his entire mouth was blue. It wasn’t just the normal tongue being blue no, no it was EVERYTHING. Everything from his gums, to his teeth. It was bright blue raspberry.

diego went wide eyed “Woah you look like you ate a bucket of paint” he laughed at his own joke although it was light hearted fun

klaus chimed in. He was laid across the sofa with his feet kicking in the air gently “You look like how i imagine oral with an alien is like”

luther cringed at that along with the rest of the family.

“Ew, gross klaus.” allison chimed in her face twisted in mild disgust and a face of why…just why.

klaus tsk’d “Oh come on you cant tell me you guys dont think of it”

Ben spoke up “No i think thats just you klaus. You are the only one who has probably thought of blowing an alien”

Five was silent the whole time but he was zeroed in on the conversation waiting for it to change back to the topic he really wanted to hear about. He of course didnt escape viktors eyes.

“You have any input on this five?” viktor asked looking over at him

diego spoke up “Yeah, cupid, you got anything on your mind or is it filled with something else”

klaus looked over “Or someone else?” he said pointing around at everyone as if to say dont forget it could be a someone.

five was stupified for a minute. he was like a fish out of water just learning what the hell air was. “There is nothing on my mind! There is no one on my mind either”

Klaus pffted and looked over at five tilting his head back to look at him “Oh please ewe all see the goo goo eyes you give her!”

“Yeah your not exactly subtle about it” Allison chimed in

five quickly answered trying to cover his ass “Who could i POSSIBLY be thinking about? I have better things to do than daydream about some pe—“

he was cut right the hell off by viktor “Y/n L/n”

fives face went right into a hot blush. Damn them all.

diego began to laugh, luther was confused, allison was amused along with viktor, ben could care less, and klaus was acting like he won the lottery.

“Oooo i knew it! no wonder you start putting on the ritz when she is around. Mr big bad assassin is inlove~” klaus said triumphantly ans teasingly

At that point five wanted another apocalypse to happen and swallow him whole to leave this embarrassing conversation. How was this girl he knew making him a hot mess and breaking every wall he has tried to put up!?

It’s been some months since he and his family have known you (excluding klaus cause he has known you longer) He keeps falling head over heels for you. A blushing fool is what he becomes.

One day on the news everybody hears of this house that has burnt to the ground. A few people where gathered watching it including five.

Diego turned to the kitchen where klaus was “Hey you might wanna come take a look at this. Theres this hellish fire on tv”

klaus sighed and came over with a empty glass that he was gonna pour something into “Oh goodie let me see whats the next ghost im gonna have to be forced to listen to” klaus stopped when he saw the house “Wait that looks familiar

luther looks to klaus who actually seems to be concentrating on the tv “Klaus…did you know who lives there?”

klaus took a minute until he gasped “Oh…oh no…”

diego couldnt take the silence after “what?! what?! Klaus did you know who lived there?”

klaus turned to them “Thats y/ns house!”

Fives world screeched to the finest fucking halts. Y/ns house? hold on as in y/n l/n’s house? The one that had his heart melting all the time?

The family was shocked. What the actual fuck?

that night fives world fucking crashed. How could it be normal? The girl he loved died in a fire! life was a heartless bitch. He spent the day drinking trying to numb the pain as his heart clenched. his heart fucked and his suit even more fucked.

The rest of the day the family tried to get klaus to contact you but he couldnt do it! the family accused him of being high but klaus swore up and down that he hadnt touched a thing. Diego was trying to play hero again claiming that you were probably murdered and practically had to be restrained. He was only convinced when they said wait atleast until evidence of foul play is found.

Later that night they all had to go to bed eventually. Though at some point during the night everyone heard a noise in the kitchen. They all inevitably went down there to check it out. When they got there they all flipped on the lights ready to attack but who they found was…you?

wait…YOU?!

Diego pushed to the front bewildered “Wait a minute your supposed to be dead?!”

luther was so confused “Yeah we saw your house on fire on the news. How are you still here?”

klaus chimed in “It told you gusy i wasnt high at the time! I told you i couldnt reach them!”

you looked at them confused. You were casually sat on the island counter eating a fluffernutter sandwich. “Im supposed to be dead?”

five sloppily teleported to the kitchen. By now he had sobered up but was left with a big fuck ass headache “What the hell are you idiots going on abou—“ he paused upon seeing you suddenly everything else didnt matter. He saw you and his heart beat so fast. Holy shit your alive.

your eyes locked with his and you smiled and waved “Hey five! Guess what these guys thought i was dead!”

he didnt say anything he just came to you and pulled you into the biggest hug he has ever actually gave someone. His family was right there be damned cause he needed you to anchor him. “I thought you died”

you were shocked when he pulled you to him but you softened “Its gonna take a lot more than that to kill me”

Klaus chimed in “Actually my fine furry friend i think that would’ve actually killed you. Its the fiery flames of doom so…”

five sighed and looked up glaring at klaus before letting go of you snd stepping back feeling flustered.

Viktor butted i. “Wait wait wait i dont mean to ruin everyone’s celebration that they’re actually alive but how exactly did your house burn down?”

you looked to viktor “Oh i was boiling up sugar to make candy when i remember i left my new food dye i just bought on the kitchen table so i went to grab that and i guess i left the oven mitt to close cause next thing i knew my oven mitt was on fire along with my pot of sugar. i tried putting it out but it just didnt work and eventually more was on fire and after that i dont really know”

diego was listening in carefully “I dont like this something isnt right about this.”

you shrugged and sat back up on the counter and began eating her sandwich again.

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Over the next few days five spent his time with you. He was so relieved you were alive. He stayed with you at all times.

He even stayed for your candy making adventures, most of the time spectating. He did occasionally help with small tasks like getting food dye or ingredients. He quite enjoyed watching as you made candy. He got to watch as someones skills progressed as time went on. It was fascinating.

Today you had been working on an important project. Made from candy and other items. It was a lolli dagger. A beautiful dagger made from lollipop candy. its dagger blade made entirely of pink hard candy with a wood handle to help get a grip.

five was amazed by it. “Wow. You did it”

you were amazed as you held it flipping it to be held facing down and facing up. “I did…its beautiful and perfect”

five watched with a small smile “May i try it?”

you looked to him and nodded “Here.” you handed it over into his hand.

He held it in his hand “Wow this is lightweight as well. Will the candy hold up?”

you nodded eagerly “Of course! its meant to hold up for a long time! i- oh!” you got nicked by the blade. Your finger was bleeding. Fives eyes widened “Oh my god im so sorry. I did not mean to do that”

you shook your head “i-its alright you didnt mean too. I think it was me that brought my hand to close!”

He shook his head and gently led you to sit down at the table to fix your cut. He cleaned it and bandaged it. Your eyes were looking up at him. His eyes eventually found yours and soon you were both aware of how close you were to eachother. Lips so close your breathes mixed.

[Meanwhile]

Diego wouldnt let go of that feeling that something wasnt right with the fire. He had went to your burnt house to scrounge around for clues.

He had come upon what was the area of the kitchen. He could tell by the dishes glassware everywhere that this was the kitchen area. He looked around. There was a almost perfectly intact wall that seemed to not touch much of any fire. On that wall was a window. It had a hole in the glass that looked like something was thrown through more than pressure from the heat of fire were to break it. It was like someone threw something through it.

He knew it.

[Away from meanwhile]

Five leaned into you “Did you know that i love you? I cant hold it in anymore. I have to tell you”

you smiled “No…i dont pay attention enough to notice sometimes.”

five chuckled as he leaned in closer “Do you love me too?”

you nodded and closed your eyes leaning in closer. You and his lips were so close to touching when suddenly through the window a flaming bottle was thrown startling you too away from eachother.

Before you could react the bottle had shattered and spread fire. Five grabbed you pulling you away from the flames. “What the fuck!?”

outside the window was a hooded figure. the hooded figure was gonna make a run for it when five took you and blinked to where the guy was tackling him. This caused a struggle. The hooded figure struggled rolling on the ground with him trying to choke eachother out until they got on there feet and started properly fighting. Fists and kicks being delivered.

At some point the figure got five pinned to the ground. You had no clue what to do! you were a candy maker for christs sake not a fighter! So you did what the first thing came to mind.

…

you began to sing to distract the guy. really loudly.

“TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR!! HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE!!!”

everyone stopped and looked at you even five

the masked figure stopped and looked at you. Even though he was hooded you could feel confusion drip off him.

at that diego came running around the corner. He came around “IVE GOT YOU, GUYS!” diego direct kick right in the hooded figures jaw. This caused the figure to get kicked right off five who went ahead and caught his breath.

Out of the house came the family except for luther who was using the fire extinguisher to put out the fire before it got bad.

you saw you had the dagger with you. you went wide eyed and looked to diego “DIEGO! CATCH!”

diego looked to you just as you threw the candy dagger. His powers brought the dagger to him and he caught it and he began to fight the figure. Kicking dodging and fighting until diego got a couple good slashes at the figure and it sent the guy collapsing

~Timeskip~

the police had been called. It ended up being that the hooded figure was an arsonist the police had been trying to catch for a while now.

the family was talking to the officer or talking amongst themselves as a firefighter went in to check the surrounding area.

Five in the meantime after getting a wound on his head checked out by the ambulance that was taking the arsonist. Once done he looked around until he saw you. You ended up looking his way and he made a break for it and when he got to you his lips were on yours.

your arms snaked around his neck. his holding your face. When he pulled back he gave a few more softer kisses which you gladly reciprocated. “You saved my life”

you looked at him “Not quite diego did”

he chuckled “Yes but if you hadn’t distracted him i would’ve been choked out and blue”

you smiled softly kissing him a few more separate times which he reciprocated.

Five looked at you “Y/n i know this is the worst time but y/n will you do me the honor of making me the happiest man alive and be my girlfriend”

your heart thumped harder for him than it has before. “Yes…yes i will, five” he celebrated internally before kissing you again.

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Hey hey! sorry i didnt answer this one right away its been sitting here collecting dust but you know what its time to get out the box my little friend! i love you be safe out there people! 💋😘 (P.S sorry if it isnt good i tried to replicate what you asked but its not to great. I hope you can forgive me 😔)

#the umbrella academy #five hargreeves #tua #number five #umbrella acedmy #tua s4 #tua season 4 #five hargreeves x reader #five x reader #five hargreaves x reader #number five x you #five hargreeves fanfic #number five x reader #tua five

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anyca786 · 1 year ago

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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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ghsttk · 6 months ago

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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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𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎 After breaking up mid tour, Johnny still joins you as part of your band. But over the course of the remaining shows, he falls back in love with you, completely regretting his choice to end things with you.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 angst, post breakup guilt, forced proximity, oral sex (f! receiving), P in V sex, quickie, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 Johnny Depp x f! reader

It was devastating, the pain you felt when Johnny told you things were over. It didn't help that he was in your band as you went on your world tour. But it was too late for him to back out, so he stayed. It was hard, singing love songs you wrote about him, but you had to put on a show, act like it didn't hurt.

You kept the break up quiet, until people started noticing how sad you seemed singing love songs, even being spotted wiping tears away.

The headlines were brutal.

(Y/N) splits from rockstar boyfriend, Johnny Depp

(Y/N), why can't she keep a boyfriend?

You were sick of it, but what could you do? You had rehearsals with him all the time, making sure everything was perfect between shows.

But dammit, you did it with a broken heart, you did it for the applause it gave.

All it made Johnny do was question why he'd let you go. He had this absolutely beautiful woman who sparkled under the stage lights, and he'd thrown it away for what? Because he didn't think it would work? Because he was scared of committing fully? It was all bullshit in his mind, and he knew it. He knew he had to make things right.

Before the show, he knocked on your dressing room door as you were changing into your sparkly bodysuit.

"Come in!" You called out, fixing your lipstick, your eyes on your own reflection in the mirror, until you saw Johnny's figure join you in the reflection. You quickly turned around, facing him.

"Johnny.." You whispered, like you were seeing him for the first time again.

"Can we please just talk?" He asked softly. "As two people, not as professionals doing a job. Let me talk to the girl I fell in love with, not the popstar that everyone else knows." He whispered, taking a few steps closer.

Your heart clenched for a moment before you nodded. "Okay.. We can talk." You replied, your lingering feelings making it hard to resist his presence.

He took another step forward until he was right in front of you, his hand gently reaching out to stroke your cheek. "I think- No, I know I fucked up. I threw away a good thing. I threw away you when you mean everything to me. I was just.. An idiot. I don't even know what was going through my head, I don't know if I was just.. Scared of the commitment. Which is stupid because I would go to the ends of the world for you. Baby, I would get down on my knees and grovel if that's what you needed me to do." He confessed, sinking down to his knees in front of you, like he was confessing his sins. You were the priest, he was the sinner in need of healing.

Your breath hitched, both from the impact his words had on you, but the erotic places your mind immediately went to from seeing him on his knees. Why the hell was your mind going there, especially now of all times?

He left you speechless, breathless, and he knew it. He started kissing your thighs, not parting your legs, more like extending an olive branch. "Let me make it up to you. Please. I'll do anything for you to take me back.." He pleaded, his hands finding their way to your hips.

"Johnny.." You whispered, breath wavering, his touch sending sparks to your core. "Jesus, you're not being fair. Not when you're making me feel like this.." You whispered, your voice strained with arousal.

You saw the hint of a smirk on his lips. "Really now? And how am I making you feel?" He asked, rubbing circles into your hip, feeling the sequined texture of your bodysuit.

You let out a heavy sigh before muttering under your breath, "Horny..". It was an admission that felt shameful to slip past your lips, but it was the truth.

"Well, I can't let you go on stage soaking wet for me, can I? Spread your legs for me, baby. Let me make it up to you." He rasped, eyes dilated and dark as he looked up at you.

You just nodded and spread your legs, letting yourself lean on the vanity behind you. Immediately, he pulled your bodysuit to the side, and licked up your wet folds. "God, I've missed this pussy.." He groaned at your taste.

He delved his tongue into your drooling hole, his nose nudging your swollen bud. "Oh Johnny.." You softly moaned out. It had been months since you'd been touched by him, and it was frying all your nerve endings.

You gently grabbed his hair, grinding on his face slightly. He pulled his tongue out of you, instead choosing to make quick flicks on your clit. He shifted your leg so that your foot was resting on his back, not caring that your heels were digging into his skin. All he cared about was making you cum all over his face.

"John- Fuck! I'm close.." You cried out, back arched. He gave you an encouraging tap on the thigh, silently telling you to let go.

And you did, making a mess of his face, your arousal smeared across his nose, lips, chin.. Anywhere you touched.

"Shhh.. Do you want me, love? Want me inside this pretty cunt?" He asked, pressing gently kisses across your skin.

You nodded eagerly with a soft whine, and immediately he was up, undoing his belt and unzipping his fly, just enough to pull his rock hard cock out.

Your eyes were hazed over with lust, as you pulled him close, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I missed you, I missed you so much." You whispered as he pushed inside you, feeling your tight heat envelope him.

Feeling him stretch you just like he did before, you mewled out in pleasure, digging your nails into him. "F-fuck.." You whispered through a hitched breath.

He rutted up into you roughly, repeatedly slamming into your g-spot, making you breathe heavy and moan out his name.

"Shhh.. Need to be quiet, sweetheart. Don't want anyone to know how naughty you are for me, hm? That you're getting dicked down by your lead guitarist?" He teased, covering your mouth with his hand.

You heard a knock on your dressing room door as Johnny was rearranging your guts, your eyes rolling back. "Miss (L/N), you're on in 10!" The voice, which you recognized as one of your stage managers, called from the other side of the door.

"O-okay!" You choked out, trying to make it seem like you weren't getting pounded by Johnny.

Johnny seemed amused as your stage manager walked away, like he got a kick out of making you struggle for words. "Fuck that, I'll get you on in 5." He rasped, thrusting into you even harder. He moved his hand to hover over your clit, his thumb coming down on it to rub tight circles.

You head was thrown back, and you were trying so hard not to scream, the knot in your stomach tightening. "J-Johnny, I'm so close! I'm gonna cum!!" You cried out, but it was barely a warning more than it was a declaration, because you were already coming undone around his cock.

"There we go.. I'm right behind you, make me cum, sweetheart, fucking milk my cock." He pushed, quickly busting inside you, his orgasm overtaking him.

He pulled out, and his recovery was almost instant as he knew you both had places to be. He swiftly cleaned you up, before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"Does this mean you'll take me to be yours again?" He asked as you adjusted your bodysuit to the way it was previously.

You just gave him a kiss as a reply, before whispering against his lips, "At least it'll make for a good breakup song or two." You teased, before giving him a wink and walking out of the door, heading to where you were supposed to be, leaving him starstruck for a moment, before he too headed to where he was supposed to be.

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