#orlando bloom smut

[buttercream-princess]

Modern Will Turner fluffy & spicy head canon x blackfem! Reader

Warnings: Light smut, pregnancy kink, swearing, fluff, edging, mentions of your family members, tattoo's, spanking

(Not edited or proof-read)

Note: I write most of my characters in modern settings, so this won’t be any different. I may write about him in POTC in the future but that’s something I need to chop up. Also first time writing a headcannon, this was fun making, I'm looking forward to doing some more for Will/Legolas/Orlando.

— Will is very attentive and never misses a single thing. Anything you have interest in, he’ll use his own bare hands to recreate it for you. You like candles? Here’s 1kg worth of candles in all your favorite scents. You like plushies and stuffed animals? Build a bear has nothing on Will’s craftsmanship, he made a lifesize teddy for you to cuddle when he’s not around. He’ll even order parts for his creations from overseas, no matter the price tag, to give you the perfect gift.

—- Adding onto how crafty he is, you never have to worry about breaking anything because Will is always happy to fix it for you and he always does so, effortlessly. He’s tactile and amazing with his hands.

—- He knocked down a wall in his house between his office and guest bedroom, renovated the room, painted the walls your favorite colors and furnished it with all your favourite things including a wall hung TV, neon lights, a pink desktop and plants. Just so you can have your own space when you’re at his house. He wants you to feel like his home is yours too.

—- He loves going to IKEA with you, it’s like a playground for him to find things to build for you and your room. When you get Hotdogs in the food court with him later and get mustard on your face, he’ll grab you by the chin and lick the sauce off. Anytime you get food on your face, he does this. Why wipe it off when he can just clean it off you?

—- Will’s intelligence is unlike anyone you’ve met before, but when he’s not using his head, he’s a bit of a himbo, giving off strong Kenergy. He might know how to solve enigmatic riddles quickly and build houses from scratch but he’s clueless when it comes to most general things. He’ll always regard you as the smarter one in the relationship. In his mind you’re everything and he’s just Will. He adores you that much.

—- He has a tattoo of your name and a blue butterfly next to it on his hip bone. This man is whipped. Gone and lost in your love. He’s considering getting your initials tattooed behind his ear.

—-  Will’s independent by nature but gosh, he is one needy motherfucker, but in the most adorable way. He’s coming with you to run errands to the beauty store, late night Target trips or waiting in the corner of the salon while you get your nails done. And he’s always paying, he never lets your credit card touch the reader.

—- Will can listen to you talk for hours about your life and yourself. He finds everything about you whimsical, enchanting and seductive. Even if you’re babbling about delusions and made up scenarios, he’ll react with big emotions like it’s happening right in the moment just because he loves you that much.

—- Will collects records that you love listening to. He says, “The record is always better than streaming it.”

—- Will use to only listen to symphonies and classical music before you came into his life. Now, he listens to everything you listen to. He’s fallen in love with Neo-soul and R&B and refuses to listen to anything else.

—- His favorite song is “Stay Ready (What A Life) by Jhene Aiko and forever dedicates that tune to you. Whenever the song plays, he always sings to you, “They say the truth ain't pretty. But comin’ out that pretty mouth the truth is fitting. Cuz you ain't never talkin loud and you know plenty. Yea you know what I'm talkin bout, cuz you just get me, Yea you so pretty”, And he means every word of it. That song was written just for you, he believes.

—- Even though you and Will are just dating and don’t have kids, he always refers to you as “His wife” or “Mother of my children”

—- Will’s favorite part of being intimate with you is undressing you. There’s something about seeing you come undone only and all for him, that makes him want to be closer to you, underneath your skin even.

—- Will love’s quickies and to give you a quick orgasm in the middle of the day. But there’s nothing he loves more than giving you a sensual, candle lit, slow jam’s experience. After a long day at work, expect Will to be ready for you with a bottle of aromatherapy bottle oil, ready to iron out all your tight muscles and kinks. And of course, this massage always leads to him giving you and internal rub down too. 

—- Will edges you any chance he gets. Sometimes you just wanna snatch your vibrator off him and hit him with it because he won’t let you cum. But he always lets you finally get off if you ask him kindly. He likes manner’s in the bedroom.

—- He has a pregnancy kink. He always moans about putting a baby in you while having sex. So you can imagine he always wants to do it raw. He always begs for you to wrap your legs and arms around him while he cums.

— He gives you warnings in the bedroom if you’re rushing the pleasure too quickly. Will believes pleasure should be savored and reveled in. Greedily chasing your release and out of warnings? That’s a hard pop to your behind, leaving your cheeks red and sore. But he quickly runs his hand over your skin, soothing you. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. See what happens when you don’t listen? Hmmm?” he murmurs in your ear before sliding two fingers back in you.

—- Only with you, Will reveals how intimidating he is in the bedroom. But in front of others, he’s the most kind respectful gentleman anyone has ever met. All your friends and everyone in your family loves him. He quickly picks up on social dynamics and easily blends himself into the environment as if he was always a part of it. You can find Will at family barbecues, bonding with your uncles over different cuts of meat and taking over the grill, which your father never allows but Will’s charmingly convincing.

—- Will always plays house and dress up with your younger family members. He takes it seriously too. You best believe he’s rocking a blue lid and red lippie with confidence after playing makeovers. 

—- Will comes with you to all your social events, he just loves being around you and hyping you up in all settings. You can find him at clubs, bars and music festivals, right behind you, jamming out and spreading the good vibes. He’s even buying you and your girls rounds of bottomless cocktails at brunch.

—- Will’s a fencing prodigy, of course. He also practices MMA. His strength, determination and will is unmatched. You love sitting in the audience of his matches when he’s given trophies, standing the breathless, T-shirtless and sweaty, dressed in his little fitted shorts showing all his business, knowing that’s all yours.

—- After matches in the ring or on the mats, Will just wants to cozy himself up under your shirt, cuddling you and weakly lying against your skin. 

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Y'know when you start liking a dilf and see all these edits and then become jealous because they have liked them longer than you

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Code Blue Pt. 29- Hungry Like The Wolf

Summary: Ethan and Johnny converse. More shocking revelations come to light. Elizabeth is cornered as Johnny's dark side arises. Jo and Lee get steamy. Orlando becomes detached and makes plans.

*Warnings* DARK! - language, angst, mentions of murder plots and death, smut, sexual gifs,

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Chapter characters: Lee, Josie, Ethan, Johnny, Elizabeth, Orlando

Salem, Massachusetts

February 28, 2023

6 pm

As Ethan rested on the couch in the high rise of the Metro Court, drinking scotch after scotch to numb his pain, Johnny paced about on the phone trying to do damage control with his mob boss and father, Anthony Zacchara.

"Yes, understood. Look, I can handle Ethan. He's not going to be a problem with things. Yes...yes I know but...ok but...if you would just list...."

Johnny scoffed as his father hung up on him and gave Ethan a not so pleasant look.

"What man? Let me guess. Anthony's pissed."

"Oh he's more than that. Luckily I was able to get you covered on that shipment, but my father is more than concerned about the reason you weren't there."

"Dude, I got my ass kicked if you haven't noticed. I can barely walk let alone handle business at the moment."

"Yeah well, that's exactly it. From what you told me, you got your ass handed to you by your own brother because you handed your other brother's ass to him and it was all over a man you can't have, a man who happens to be dating Jason Morgan's sister, who's ex fiance is a fucking cop. You see, in case you've forgotten what went down with Morgan, this don't look so good for you. You're too close to a potential problem."

"Dude man, Jason's dead. What does he have to do with my personal issues? No one is going to know what happened. Especially that bitch."

"Is that so? Funny you say that because you also have seem to of forgotten that Julian Jerome was found swimming with the fishes after the explosion...and we all know who was responsible for that...Corinthos, a mutual enemy of the Jeromes. Jason has everything to do with it. He was not only Sonny's right hand man but his best friend as well. Sonny found out Jerome was involved and you can bet your ass it's only a matter of time before he will find out we were too. You need to stay away from that girl and anyone she's involved with, most importantly that doctor. I can only defend you so far when it comes to my father...and Sonny."

"Look man, Julian set that bomb off, not you, not me."

"Do you really think that will fucking matter to Sonny?? We organized it! He's out for blood and he's going to take any he can get. And if you hurt that girl, he'll come after you for that too. Cut your losses man before you get us both killed."

"Can't do that man. They're both going to pay for turning my brother against me AND for putting me in fucking jail. There's no way Lee and his barbie doll could ever know I was involved anyways."

"Yeah, well it would seem you brought all that on yourself and you should take it a huge lesson before the reaper comes calling for you. Your brother Luke, I know who he is and what he does. He let your ass off easy. Having him AND Sonny Corinthos on my ass is not my idea of a good time."

A knock sounded upon the door, making them both jump. Ethan then laughed.

"That's what you get for talking about reapers and shit. Calm down, it's only Lizzy. I texted her when you were on the phone."

"You what?? You brought Lee's ex here after what I just fucking told you?? She's a loose end with her involvement!"

"Dude, her and I are good on that and she's a fucking nurse. I kinda need some help man."

"Un-fucking-believable..." Johnny huffed as he reluctantly went to get the door.

"Elizabeth, wish I could say it was a pleasure.." Johnny quipped as he let her in.

"Johnny Zacchara, long time no see." Elizabeth riposted.

"Not long enough. Take care of him and be on your way. I don't need this shit right now...or ever."

Elizabeth went straight to Ethan and sat down, pulling out her stethoscope to listen to his heart.

"EEEooowww! Ow ow! easy!"

"You're such a baby."

"Yeah, well not when you're pushing on something that's broken."

"It's not even broken. Maybe cracked ribs, but there's nothing I can do about that. All I can do is give you pain meds and some peroxide for your facial wounds."

"You brought her over here for something I could have done? Nice." Johnny reeled.

"What's your problem Johnny?" Elizabeth snapped.

"My problem?? It's you. In case you've forgotten, I know who you're ex is, both of them actually and I don't associate with anyone that had had dealings with people close to Jason, which includes you."

"Wait huh? Lee don't even know him." Ethan asked in confusion.

"Maybe not, but he's fucking his sister yes? Close enough...."

"Johnny, what the hell does Lee have to do with anything??" Elizabeth retorted.

"Are you really asking that question mommy dearest?? For starters, Lee is part of the reason Ethan here is in the shape he is in....and now Ethan wants revenge on him and that girl of his."

"So? Let him get his revenge. Lee deserves it. You know his petty ass cut my seatbelts to make some statement to me about Jacob? And I don't care about who he's fucking. SO what if she's Jason's sister?? I can't stand her either or that friend of hers Britt aka the britch who both think, like you, that my business is theirs."

"Ahhh yes. Britt Westbourne, Jason's love interest that you were insanely jealous over because he wanted her and not you, which aided in your decision to help off the guy. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned....If I can't have him, no one can.... Hello Ethan! Just another reason Elizabeth shouldn't be here. Not to mention... Britt is her boss! You're the entire reason Elizabeth ever even knew Jason in the first place... And yes, your son Jacob...I am sorry to hear about what happened to him by the way. Poor kid didn't deserve what happened to him. Such a tragic accident....or was it....Lizzy?"

"Would somebody tell me what the fuck is going on here??" Ethan shouted. "Seriously, what does that poor kid have to do with this and why did you say something like that to her about him?? It's bad enough Lee blames her."

"Don't go getting all sentimental now Ethan because we both know that's not you....Goes to show how much you really know your Lizzy here. I think Lee had just cause to blame her."

"Shut up Johnny!!" Elizabeth shouted. "My son is none of your business and has nothing to do with this!!"

"Doesn't he? Do tell Ethan here who little Jake's real daddy was..."

Ethan winced in pain as he swiftly stood up. "What the fuck is he talking about Liz?"

Elizabeth went to pour herself a drink and knocked it back, then slammed the glass down.

"I don't know what you think you know, but you are sadly fucking mistaken Johnny Zacchara."

"Am I? You really shouldn't drink so much Elizabeth. It's how you're secret was revealed in the first place one night on the Haunted Star, you know, Jason's yacht his father left to him. The same boat that held many gambling events that Ethan and I attended and will soon again. But, back to the matter at hand...Ethan...your bff Lizzy here...I overheard her spilling her drunken guts to Jason during an argument they were having, telling him that he was little Jakey's papa. I never spoke of it to anyone because I actually understood Jason's reasoning for keeping it unknown considering his lifestyle, you know, to protect his son and well, I'd do the same if I had a kid... but I suppose the secret don't matter now just between us. With that said...Jason still chose Britt and so Lizzy Borden here decided to punish him, but she didn't use an axe no...she simply just didn't buckle the kid's seatbelt and then purposely started a fight with Lee while he was driving to make him wreck on that dark stormy night. Of course, she had her belt on though. Maybe Jason's ghost decided to recently cut yours because he knew what you did?? I don't know Lee, but from what I do know because of Ethan, it just doesn't seem his style. Just my theory on it anyways from the talk that went around...I mean, Liz here did conspire to off Jason with us, although we had different reasons for wanting him gone. You never did say why Elizabeth. Did Jason figure out what you did and so you killed him before he could kill you?? Because we all know he would have. Tell me, Elizabeth, am I getting warm??"

Elizabeth turned back to the booze with her hand shaking as she poured another drink, feeling like a caged animal being prodded with a stick.

"Jesus Lizzy?? Is that fucking true???" Ethan fumed as he went over to her. "Tell me you didn't do something like that to Lee and his boy, or your own son for christ's sake."

"Hence why I referred to her as mommy dearest earlier in case you didn't catch that." Johnny jested as he casually paced around with his drink, loving that he had the upper hand.

"Which now brings me to the other ex I mentioned... whom she also has a kid with, can you believe that??. What, is she four now? Almost the same age as Jacob was. Hope that's not an omen. Got married and popped her out right after your son died. You wasted no time eh? Blaise...is that her name? Perks of my profession. I know things. I do my homework. The marriage didn't even last a year. He probably realized what a psycho bitch you are. I know who your ex is...so do you Ethan....so did Jason. In fact, he and Jason were extremely good long time friends. Probably how he had the misfortune of meeting Casey Anthony here. Parker ring a bell? Crazy huh, how big Salem is and yet how small it is."

"P..Parker...oh hell, you don't mean...Craig??" Ethan asked after he sprayed his drink from his mouth from the incredulous shock.

"Do you know any other Craig Parkers that knew Jason?" Johnny sarcastically asked.

"I know I haven't seen you in ages since I've been away Lizzy, but...it would have been highly nice to know that's who you married AND had a kid with...are you fucking kidding me??"

"If that's even his kid as well." Johnny quipped. "Now do you get it Ethan?? He's one of Corinthos's boys. Everyone's tied together. Lee, Josie, Jason, Sonny, Gerry, Craig, you, me, HER! Shit, we may as well add Britt in there too..I mean shit, she lives on the floor above me....hell, even Luke could be an issue. But it seems to me, only one of them could be a real problem and I'm looking right at her."

Johnny's face fell into something sinister as he walked towards Elizabeth.

"Oh come on Johnny. I would never say anything. It would incriminate me." Elizabeth assured as she backed away from him with wide eyes.

"Oh, of course you won't because that would mean I would relay all your secrets as well. Even without proof, they would be quite believable and valuable to a lot of those said people...and then, I'd have to take care of you if Sonny didn't first. Maybe I should just do that right now because I really don't like loose cannons or links...and you are both of them."

Ethan then stepped in between them as Elizabeth hid behind Ethan, clinging to his waist. "Oh come on man, you aren't going to get rid of her??? She has a kid man..."

"That kid has a father to raise her, so your point is invalid. She'd be better off without a mother like her. What part of that did you miss??? I can make it a lot prettier than what Corinthos will do to her. Get out of the way man."

"Jesus Johnny, are you...serious??" Ethan reeled with out moving an inch.

"As a heart attack, which is about what she's having right now."

Johnny pulled out his gun from the back of his pants and aimed it at the two of them. "Move Ethan. It's your only warning. I'm not above collateral damage."

Urine began trickling onto the floor from the bottom of Elizabeth's pants as she hysterically begged Johnny for her life.

Johnny's brows narrowed for a moment, then he spun the gun back in his hand and put it away as he chuckled.

"I'm just fucking with ya. I think I've made my point. Now get the fuck out of here before I change my mind...and don't come back now, ya here?"

Elizabeth scrambled to get her stuff and ran out in tears as Johnny raved, pouring himself another drink.

"What the...fuck man. I really thought you were going to...god. My ribs, I can't breathe..." Ethan panted and drank a huge swig of scotch straight from the crystal bottle.

"Nah...didn't have my silencer handy or I just may have. Now...is she the only one I have to worry about?"

"What's...that supposed to mean?"

"Oh Ethan...you didn't hear much of what I said tonight at all, did you? I know things....such as...a girl you're fucking named Megan....Jason's other sister...."

The Farm- 7 pm

You sniffled as you gently freed yourself from Lee's loving hold to look at him.

"I...I also worried about if, that I could have children...would you...even want or could you love...another child after...Jacob."

Lee stroked your cheek with the back of his fingers as he sweetly smiled. "How could I not? He or she would be a part of you...ok, well that was just stupid to say considering. Jo, if someday, it ever came to thinking of something like that, there are other options. There are plenty of children that need a home or there's surrogacy etc etc etc...I would love any child I would have with you, no less than Jacob. I'm just so glad you trusted me enough to tell me but I'm sorry it had to come out this way. Jo...is that what was wrong that night when Dash was at the house? When he and I came inside from goofing around in the backyard, you just..seemed different and then later you became all upset and left and...."

"And I left you all alone wondering what you did wrong...god Lee...I am so sorry! Yes...seeing the two of you...you were so good with him and I don't know...it just triggered me I suppose, knowing I could never give you that. I... I should have just told you. God, I wanted to...I was..."

"Afraid I wouldn't want you anymore...I know. That could never happen, trust me, I had tried once to stay away from you, thinking that you were better off without someone like me. But nope. Epic fail. Couldn't do it...didn't want to. I want YOU Jo...that's all I have ever wanted. Just you."

Your face crunched up into a frown as you began to cry. "I'm sorry." you squeaked.

Lee stroked your hair as his own eyes teared up. "Shhhh....don't be sorry my girl. You have nothing to be sorry about. Come here."

He softly placed his lips over yours, making you cry more. You brought your hands to his face and gazed deeply into his glassy blue eyes.

"I...I love you so much...so fucking much..."

You kissed him again, intensely, wanting to be with him again so bad, it hurt.

"Lee...please...take me upstairs. I...I need you so much..." you lightly panted through your tears.

His dilated eyes spoke the same words and he pulled you up to stand, then reached behind your thighs and hoisted you onto him, kissing you all the way up to his room.

Things became instantly heated as he carried you through the doorway. You stripped your shirt off and, then helped him remove his. Lee spun you around so fast while kissing you, that your phone flung out of your pocket and your foot hit a vase, sending it crashing into pieces on the floor, but that didn't stop either of you, nor did the beep of a text.

Lee laid you back on the bed and yanked your leggings and panties off as you both laughed, then you sat up before him and his very prominent arousal.

You teasingly undid his button and zipper with a grin, then slowly pulled his jeans down, revealing his beautiful erection. You could only imagine the look upon Lee's face by the sound of his deep hard gasp as you took him into your mouth, for he certainly was not expecting that.

Lee's head arched back and his fingers entangled into your hair as he groaned your name with a few f bombs inserted before and after, only making you go deeper on him. His scent was invigorating, partly of his cologne that was traced in the small patch of hair that laid just below his happy trail and a fresh clean soapy aroma clothed his cock, but his taste...it was so natural and you couldn't get enough.

As your hand gripped his base, you began to slide your lips faster, His panting became more intense and his cock rock solid.

"Jo...Jo baby, you gotta stop...I can't..."

You could taste his precum, so you reluctantly took him out of your mouth.

Your phone beeped again, annoying you. "Let me shut the volume off."

Quickly, you went to get your phone, but Lee grabbed you from behind and pulled you to the ground, spreading your legs wide open and taking his turn.

You whimpered and mewled as he wasted no time thrusting his warm smooth tongue into you and twirling it about. His thumb massaged your clit, making your hips shake and twitch as you laid on the cottony soft rug.

"Lee...oh my god...." you panted as you clutched his hair in both fists. "I...I want you now...please....god please..."

Your begging for him drove him mad and he happily gave you your wish. Lee shoved into you, both of you releasing exuberant gasps as your nails dug into his back. His thrusts became harder and harder as he gripped you tightly between his strong arms until he was fully inside of you. He then began rocking his hips so gently as his moans of hot breath plunged over and over into your ear.

You didn't want it to end. They way he felt inside of you was indescribable. A perfect union, not only of your bodies, but of your souls. A feeling you had never felt with anyone through intimacy...but it was going to end because he was he soon found your spot and you couldn't stop it if you tried.

"LEEEE!!!! AHH...I....I'm going to...."

"Me too baby..." he grunted and sped up, sending you into a shaking and screaming starlit climax.

"God!!! Ahhh!!...fuck...ahhh!" Lee harshly shouted as he released. It was so strong, you felt every vigorous pulse.

Lee cupped your face as you both gazed in each other's eyes, softly panting.

"I love you Josephine Leeann March. You will truly never know how much."

"Right back at ya babe." you grinned and kissed him deeply.

Lee chuckled. "Maybe we should try the bed next time. I don't know what came over me. I just had to have you right here and now."

"I'mmm not complaining." you giggled. "This...this was amazing. YOU are amazing."

It happened again...the smoke alarm went off.

"Shit...the pie!!!" Lee shouted and flung up to his feet. You tried not to laugh, but failed as he almost tripped stepping into his pants and hopping to pull them up.

"I'll meet you downstairs." he chuckled and ran out.

You laid there in absolute bliss for a few moments, taking in how real he was, that he was no longer just some dream.

You then remembered your phone beeping, so you got dressed, then check it. There three of them...from Orlando. Apparently, Luke kept his word and got him a phone.

"Josie, it's me, Orlando. Text me when you can."

"I'm home now. Just wanted to talk for a bit. I heard you came to the hospital."

"Where are you?"

You quickly replied so you could go help Lee.

"Hey. I'm so glad ur home. Are u ok? I'm at Lee's farm. Sorry, we were making dinner." you slightly lied.

You then went downstairs and told Lee about the text, then sat at the table to wait and see if he would reply. Meanwhile, Lee was trying to save his pie by scraping the burnt pieces off the top while cursing under his breath.

"I think it's official baby. We cannot have food cooking while we are...enjoying each other." you laughed, trying to cheer him up while thinking about the bacon incident. He had worked so hard to make that pie for you and you felt bad.

"Ya think?" he chuckled. "I think it's salvageable. You ready to eat sweetheart?"

"After all that, I am famished."

You helped Lee set the table with a candle lit in the middle, then you both sat side by side and enjoyed the pot roast, potatoes, carrots and salad with more wine....and after that, some slightly overdone homemade cherry pie in which you both ended up picking all of the outer crust off of. The begging dogs sure liked it though.

An hour went by and the storm became stronger. Still, there was no text back from Orlando, so Lee called him, but still, no answer, so he left a voicemail.

"Hey banando. Jo said you're home. I'm glad to hear that. I see you texted me too. We were...uh...cooking." Lee grinned as he looked at you, then continued on. " So...call or text back. Let me know how you're doing and if you need anything. I hope Luke or your mom is there. Talk soon. By man."

"Well...we were cooking, were we not. Just not in the kitchen." Lee jested with a curled smirk as he came over and kissed your forehead.

"That we were." you laughed.

"Come on babe...let's go down to the basement so you will feel more comfortable. Movies and more wine?"

"That sounds perfect."

Orlando sat at a desk in his dimly lit room, living inside of his messed up mind, while his mom and Luke were downstairs making them dinner and both not pleased that Orlando had left the hospital. He could hear them talking about him, so he cranked up his music to block their condescending voices out.

He saw your text and listened to Lee's voicemail, but became even more frustrated to know you were at the farm with him, so he didn't respond. It only proved to him once more that he would never be with you. Instead, he downed some beers while he carved the word "father" with his left hand into the wooden handle of a small sledge hammer as he blared the song "Hungry like the wolf."

As he finished up, he then mumbled two words. "My turn...."

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Celebrity Masterlist (L-Z)

In an attempt to organize the blog and keep everything in order, masterlists are being made to join together into a masterlist of masterlists to make it easier for those on mobile. Thanks for being patient!

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Lee Pace

Oneshots

To Die For

Imagines

Imagine Lee Pace listening along to the bedtime story you’re reading your kids.

Imagine Lee Pace wanting to talk to you but he keeps being called away to set.

Imagine constantly making fun of Lee Pace’s wig on set.

Imagine going to a waterpark with Lee Pace, and his expression when he first sees you in your bathing suit.

Imagine marrying Lee Pace.

Luke Evans

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine helping Luke Evans pick out his outfit of the day.

Imagine Luke Evans surprising you on Valentines Day with chocolate and candy.

Imagine impulsively inviting Luke Evans to go skinny-dipping with you.

Margot Robbie

Oneshots

Run To You

Imagines

Mark Ruffalo

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine showing Mark Ruffalo your more spontaneous side.

Imagine Mark Ruffalo meeting your parents.

Imagine watching the sunset with Mark Ruffalo.

Michael Fassbender

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine watching old movies with Michael Fassbender.

Imagine Michael Fassbender trying to make you blush from across the room.

Miscellaneous

Oneshots

Calling All Heroes (Avengers Cast)

Animal (Avengers Cast)

Imagines

Imagine the rest of the Avengers cast finding out you’re a self-harmer.

Imagine your co-workers on the Avengers films confronting you about your eating disorder.

Imagine the Marvel cast finding out you’re suicidal.

Nathan Fillion

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine constantly being late to events because Nathan always wants you.

Imagine Nathan Fillion forgetting that it’s your anniversary.

Noel Fielding

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine Noel Fielding being captivated at first sight.

Imagine always being able to make Noel Fielding laugh.

Imagine making Noel Fielding’s birthday cake.

Imagine hitting it off with Noel Fielding on The Great British Bake-Off.

Norman Reedus

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine Norman Reedus catching sight of you for the first time after the hard break up.

Imagine domestic life with Norman Reedus.

Imagine helping Norman find a good place to hide from Paparazzi.

Imagine Norman Reedus trying to tell you that he loves you but having difficulty.

Orlando Bloom

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine Orlando Bloom talking about meeting you on the set of LOTR.

Imagine getting stuck in a tree with Orlando Bloom.

Imagine being at a fair with Orlando Bloom.

Owen Wilson

Oneshots

Flight Connection

Imagines

Patrick Dempsey

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine Patrick Dempsey showing up too early for dinner and seeing you in just a towel.

Robert Downey Jr

Oneshots

Ambulances (Teen!Reader!Mentor)

Imagines

Ruby Rose

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine Ruby Rose catching you crying.

Imagine blurting out to Ruby Rose that you love her.

Imagine living with Ruby Rose and sharing a bathroom.

Rupert Grint

Oneshots

In the Nightside of Eden

Imagines

Russell Crowe

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine a midnight drive with Russell Crowe.

Ryan Reynolds

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine the moment Ryan Reynolds realizes he wants to marry you.

Imagine Ryan Reynolds taking you to a fair and taking care of you when you get dizzy.

Imagine Ryan Reynolds running into car trouble while taking you on vacation.

Scarlett Johansson

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine Scarlett Johansson becoming a motherly figure to you.

Sebastian Stan

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine Sebastian Stan taking sign language classes for you.

Imagine Sebastian Stan trying to entice you into joining his photoshoot.

Imagine Sebastian Stan coming to visit you in your small town.

Imagine Sebastian Stan really enjoying spending time with you.

Imagine being sick, and Sebastian Stan constantly checking on you.

Timothee Chalamet

Oneshots

This is the Place

Imagines

Tom Cruise

Oneshots

The Fix

Breathless

Shine

If Ever

Certain Needs

Imagines

Imagine spending Christmas with Tom Cruise.

Imagine Tom Cruise taking care of you when you’re sick.

Imagine your family being formed around Top Gun.

Imagine being comforted by Tom Cruise.

Imagine falling in love with Tom Cruise.

Imagine having a child with Tom Cruise.

Imagine getting pregnant with Tom Cruise’s child.

Imagine Tom Cruise acting as the ‘dancer’ at your Bachelorette Party.

Imagine Tom Cruise taking care of you when you’re scared of getting your heart broken.

Imagine Tom Cruise surprising you with a new bag.

Imagine staying at a winter resort with Tom Cruise.

Imagine spending Valentine’s Day with Tom Cruise.

Imagine being caught with Tom Cruise in public.

Imagine going on a walk with Tom Cruise.

Tom Hiddleston

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine an eccentric director putting you and Tom into a house to test chemistry.

Imagine constantly teasing Tom in interviews.

Imagine working with Tom Hiddleston on a horror film.

Imagine Tom Hiddleston approaching you at a bookstore.

Imagine walking in the rain, and Tom Hiddleston spots you and saves you from the cold with his umbrella.

Tom Holland

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine being silly at a con with your coworker Tom Holland.

Tom Sturridge

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine Tom Sturridge having a crush on you.

Imagine having a late breakfast with Tom Sturridge.

Imagine being Tom Sturridge’s wife and finding out you’re pregnant.

Walton Goggins

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine meeting Walton Goggins on set, and falling in love.

Zachary Quinto

Oneshots

Imagines

Imagine hiring a sky-writer for Zachary Quinto’s birthday.

Imagine making Zachary Quinto laugh during an interview.

[your-fave-sad-bisexual]

Who i write for

MARVEL:

-Bucky Barns

-Loki

-Natasha Romanoff

-Tony Stark

-Clint Barton

-Robbie Reyes

-Jack Thompson

THE MAZE RUNNER

-Minho

-Newt

THE MORTAL INSTURMENTS

-Jace Waylend

STAR WARS

-Poe Dameron

-Obi Wan Kenobi

-Kylo Ren

-Han Solo

NARNIA

-Edmund Pevensie

-Prince caspian

THE AMAZING SPIDERMAN

-Peter Parker

-Harry Osborn

HARRY POTTER

-Mattheo Riddle

-Draco Malfoy

CELEBRITIES

-Will Poulter

-Orlando Bloom

-Timothee Chalamet

feel free to send me any requests for any of these characters and i do write smut.

I also do mood boards so feel free to request this as well

[doberbutts]

I hate anti-discourse with a passion - it squicks me out these days - but as Fandom Old I have a perspective that seems obvious to me, but seems to get missed by a lot of people.

When I was 15-18 I read adult-minor smut. Mostly Harry Potter/Snape because it titillated me. Then I left fandom space for quite a while during my education before coming back to it as an adult.

Now those self-same fics that I used to really enjoy squick me out. Therefore my conclusion is that the majority of people ready those particular stories put themselves in the position of less power, and most people who get weird about those fics /can't/ see themselves in that position or would hate that position no matter the relationship dynamic, and can't quite separate the fiction of it all from what they are picturing.

I've always been a ship-and-let-ship or kink tomato advocate myself so I guess I am 'pro' but also... want less than nothing to do with it. I had it blacklisted on here for years... but for some reason your recent engagement with it slipped through my filters

I have a different explanation: I think it's normal for a lot of teens to look at adults and see them being adults and want to reach for that themselves and want to be considered adults in their own right, while not realizing that they are still very much children. As a society we put a lot of focus on "when you're an adult" and "when you're 18" and "when you're grown" and "when you're independent" and it's normal for that age group to resent still being grouped in with children because they want the kid gloves to come off already.

The problem with that is that they are, indeed, still children. Whether they like it or not. And I don't really think 18 and 19 are that much different from 17, tbh. I didn't really feel like An Actual Adult until I was closing in on 25. But I did feel like I went from "child" to "adult" overnight in the world's eyes when I hit 18, even though nowadays I do not feel like I was mature enough to be considered legally the same as a 40 year old.

This also is worsened imo by the prevalence of adult actors playing children. The cast of Glee is supposed to be a mixed bag of 13-19 year olds and I don't think a single actor involved was younger than 21. The Harry Potter kids started at the same ages as they were supposed to be, but because the movies didn't release every year, the same thing happened where a bunch of 20+ year olds are playing characters that are supposed to be 17. Vampire Diaries did the same thing. Teen Wolf did the same thing. A lot of media developed for teenagers casts actual grown adults as teens and as characters teens are supposed to find attractive.

To me it's no fucking wonder so many teens are drawn to fan works with less great implications about the age gaps. Do you know how many kids my age thought Brad Pitt and Orlando Bloom were the hottest things they've ever seen? How many girls were squealing over the boys of NSYNC and Backstreet? Teens are encouraged to find adults attractive by our society and a whole bunch of them grow up into adults who look back and go "ooh, big yikes" at the exact same thing when they see current teens doing it.

[ao3feed-narlie]

say my name and everything just stops

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lEw3tpf by molly522 He’d concluded it was probably all a fabrication, a fantasy, instilled by movies and books, and there was no use in waiting around for something that didn’t exist. Probably didn’t exist. Yeah, it didn’t, and he wasn’t gonna spend any more time thinking about it. He was gonna continue what he was good at, collecting smiles and nods of approval, that's what he liked, that's what made him feel good. Words: 3813, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Heartstopper (TV), Heartstopper (Webcomic) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper), Tao Xu, Elle Argent, Isaac Henderson (Heartstopper), Imogen Heaney, Sarah Nelson, Jane Spring, Julio Spring, Oliver "Olly" Spring, Victoria "Tori" Spring Relationships: Nicholas "Nick" Nelson/Charles "Charlie" Spring Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, First Meetings, Falling In Love, Smitten Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Bisexual Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, charlie is confident and cheeky, he's been through stuff tho but he's stronger for it, character development from canon but trying to keep the characters true to themselves, im not British, Nick nelson is a people pleaser, Explicit Sexual Content, Implied Sexual Content, nick nelson is a virgin, at least for now ;), First Kiss, First Time, Eventual Smut, Roommates, and they were ROOMMATES, Nicholas "Nick" Nelson has Strong Rugby Arms, Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper) has an Eating Disorder, ive never watched pirates of the caribbean, but keira knightly and orlando bloom could both get it read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lEw3tpf

[wildernessuntothemselves]

Hear me out hear me out.,, I don’t know if youve seen the movie Troy (2004) in which there’s a scene where brisieis tries to kill Achilles with the knife while she’s on top of him and he’s like kill me do it bitch, but she hesitates and then Achilles turns her around and starts fucking her like imagine baby gyuuu,,, jysaaaa yea bye

honestly Troy has awakened a lot of sexual fantasies in me as a teen and it shows 😂 I had completely forgotten about it. thank you for reminding me 😭

Also

"You'll kill many more men if I don't kill you."

"Many."

if that isn't gyu and oc 😭

[buttercream-princess]

This whole vid just reminds me of the same Will I wrote in my headcannon. You're Jack living in your own fun delulu girlypop world and he's just happy to be there, no thoughts in that pretty head of his but more than happy to follow you around like a little puppy. :( he's so adorable omg. and so unintentionally unserious

vid credit: clown energy on youtube

btw I wrote a fluffy 3k drabble about our boy Orlando last night! Might actually finish this one, he's got so much content and movies to give me inspo!!! I'm excited to share it with y'all when I'm finished :)

[sunflowersteves]

Legolas Greenleaf x small!reader

author’s note: omg, I definitely don’t mind at all! you can send in as many as you want, I have a lot of fun doing them. ok I'm gonna do both?? anywho, thank u dino anon babes!

and of course, i had to repost it because tags weren’t working

warnings: some fluff, SMUT!!!, size kink, edging, teasing, public sex, [18+ only!!!]

you watch Legolas while he talks with Gimli, chatting about something that you weren’t quite interested in listening to

currently, you and the fellowship were all attending Aragorn’s coronation where he held a festival afterwards

you had chatted around for awhile, talking pleasantries with everyone--ever since the fall of Sauron things were starting to look up

you watched as Legolas took small sips of wine, relishing in the sweet taste--his lips forming a smirk as he sensed your stare

his eyes widened in surprise as he felt the pads of your fingers rest on his thigh

Gimli was still chatting away, telling a grant story about one of his adventures with his brethren

you feigned as if you were intently listening to his story, your fingers inching close and closer under the table

from the corner of your eye, you could see his frozen nature--trying so hard to concentrate on Gimli’s story rather than the small fingers

his breath hitched as he could feel your fingers swipe over his cock, he almost flinched from your tough but knew better to do so in public

you started asking questions about Gimli’s story, continuing to play your little game as Legolas’ cock only got harder

“my, Gimli, what a lovely story! I can’t wait to-”

Legolas’ chair echoed among the chatter, causing you and Gimli looking at him with confused expressions

without another word, he roughly grabs your wrist and drags you to the depths of the hallway

“Legolas, my love, why are we-” he interrupts you again by shoving you up against the white castle walls, his thigh wedging his way through to stop just below your core

“you wish to see me so flustered, meleth nîn? around our friends?”

your head becomes dizzy as his lips connect to your neck, sucking and biting your sweet skin

his hands that held you onto the wall were now lowering, feeling the petite areas of your body

his hand crowded your stomach and hips, your small whimpers filling the dark hallway

“so beautifully tiny, aren’t you meleth nîn?” despite the softness of his words, the thick fingers that sunk into your hips and the weight of his body pressed up against yours was rough

you could feel his hard cock rest just over your silk dress, the hallway feeling warmer every second he laid his wonderful hands on your skin

you squeaked at the sudden movement of his hands, he lifted up your dress to reveal your wet core--dripping over your folds

Legolas’ hands went to caress your small breasts, smirking as you mewled with the upmost pleasures

“oh, how beautiful the sounds you make, meleth nîn”

you let out a large gasp, feeling his member rub back and forth between your sweet folds--your grip on Legolas’ shoulder was hard, nails digging into his skin

he lifted you up, your legs wrapping around his torso and your dress hiked up all the way

“I can’t wait for my cock to devour you, my sweet flower”

you let out a broken moan, Legolas ever so slowly slid in your folds--his cock was big, almost couldn’t fit as he stretched you out to the brink

“so s-small, so tight, all f-for me”

you were so tight from his size, he filled you up completely and he always reached the places you never could

“look at you, sweet flower, taking me so well with your small cunt”

your head leaned back on the hard walls, your body bouncing from the pleasurable attack he was putting on your body

the rough grumbles and moans that left his lips made you tremble, his name has left your lips like it was the only word that you could think of

the pleasure of his cock almost hurt, your gasps and moans and groans were echoing louder in the hallway but you didn’t care if someone heard you

that familiar coil started to pent up in your stomach and you relished in the feeling if its pleasure

Legolas could feel your cunt clenching, your face contorted with with pure bliss

you could feel him slowing his thrusts, the loss of friction making you whine

“don’t you dare, little flower. you teased me in front of our friends and you think you can milk my cock?”

you started to pout, his thrusting becoming straight to a halt

you started to whine again until he captured your lips into a passionate kiss, making you want him even more

a sigh escapes your lips and you try to wriggle out of his touch but you welp in surprise as he pins you to the wall for the second time tonight

“oh not yet, meleth nîn, we’re not done.”

~~

headcanon masterlist

permanent taglist: @captainchrisstan @angstysebfan @rebekahdawkins @hailmary-yramliah

[fantasies-fairytales-n-fics]

Thank you!!

[malcfactorss]

open to: f/nb connection: i’m a pirate and you’re a noble that my crew just captured with the hopes of monetary reward for your return

It had been many years since Salvador had lived a life on land, the sea felt more like home to him than anything else. The unpredictability, the storm, the chase, and the calmness all enveloped him when he set sail. If it were up to him, he wouldn’t step foot on land but there were feats of treasure that were necessary to keep himself and his crew alive. Gold, however, was more easily found in the pockets of the rich as opposed to abandoned islands in buried chests. That was why he had orchestrated the kidnapping of the land princess. Noble and darling of the town. No doubt the town would bend at the knee, hand over their riches for their return. But not without putting up a fight first and that--he looked forward to. His crew had successfully captured the young lass and he was due to meet her just now. Apparently, she hadn’t come easy. “Heard you gave my men quite the hard time...” He muses with a smirk as he ducks under a beam that supports the undercarriage. 

[two-hawkeyes]

May your day be blessed by this amazing edit

[koressecretidentity]

Change of loyalty - Will Turner x Reader

Characters: William Turner, (y/n) (l/n), Elizabeth Swann, Captain Jack Sparrow, Bootstrap Bill, Davy Jones (mentioned), Barbosa (mentioned)

Word count: 1914

Pairing: Will Turner x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, SPOILERS FOR PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: AT WORLD’S END, little bit of angst, implied smut, major character death, comment if you see more

Reader gender: Female

A/N: First time writing for POTC and I still think there are too little fanfics out there for Orlando Bloom’s characters. This is not proofread so forgive me for any grammar or spelling mistakes. The next fanfic will go through at least one of my three beta readers, I promise.

Gif is never mine unless stated otherwise! masterlist

It is amazing, really, how fast one can fall in love with the sea. (Y/n), for example, had been captured and taken hostage by pirates on a ship called the Black Pearl and it was right at the moment they left the Port that she’d fallen in love with the water and the feeling of freedom.

That had been quite some years ago now. (Y/n) (l/n) had grown up into a beautiful young woman and a pirate under the orders of Captain Jack Sparrow. While the man was crazy, he was creative and somehow made quite a name for himself with his adventures and his instinct for survival. Will Turner almost had a change of heart when he first laid his eyes upon the female pirate. Emphasise almost. He had made a deal with the captain of the ship once upon a time to save the love of his life when the Black Pearl was still Barbosa’s.

That brought him to wonder what (y/n)’s story was. She had gotten to know Elizabeth Swann on the ship while she had been under the hostage of Barbosa and his crew and (y/n), at the time, seemed loyal to Barbosa but as soon as the Black Pearl was in Jack’s hands, she seemed to be loyal to him. Perhaps that was her tactic of survival although.. Something told Will it wasn’t exactly about surviving for the woman. “I fell in love with the sea if that’s what you’re wondering.” Will was snapped out of his thought at the feminine voice and he turned his head with a small gasp only to find a pair of (e/c) eyes looking at him and a small smile grazing upon rosy lips. “I- I didn’t know.. How did you.. I mean..?” He was confused, needless to say, how could she possibly have known what he was thinking about? “I’ve seen you glancing at me every now and then and your face when I didn’t choose to stay with Barbosa when the Black Pearl changed sides told me enough. I am loyal to no one but the Black Pearl, no matter the captain. In the end.. She is her own captain.”

(Y/n) turned around and returned to her duty on deck, leaving Will staring after her in awe. Loyal to no one but the ship itself and in love with the sea. It seemed pretty cliché if one really thought about it, but Will did not matter that at all. If anything, he admired that about her. She had a mind of her own. Although her clothes, hair and face were always dirty and a little roughed up, he could help but notice how amazing that woman is- “Will?” He turned and faced what he told himself to be the love of his life; Elizabeth Swann stood there with one eyebrow raised and a curious look on her face as she approached him and placed a hand on his cheek. She inspected his eyes for an answer to a question she had not yet asked. “What were you so deep in thought about?” “It- It’s nothing, Elizabeth.. Nothing..” However, Will couldn’t help but glance behind Elizabeth to look at (y/n) as she walked up the stairs and towards Jack Sparrow to report her duties for the day.

 ¬ Time Skip ¬

(Y/n) regretted to say that her loyalty had changed. First it had been with the sea, no matter what ship she’d be on, she’d always stay at sea unless it was for a small break in one of the many ports. But when the time came and the Black Pearl changed sides, she found herself in need to stay with the ship and thus in command of Jack Sparrow himself. But once more the time came.

William Turner Jr. had found a place among the pirates and became one himself. It was difficult to say which side he was on but it seemed to be his own. He even dared to withhold truth from his fiancée though… He had honestly told (y/n) about his plans. She did not exactly like it – mostly because his life would be endangered once more – but she supported him; she understood why he wanted to do it. So yes, her loyalty has changed and she regretted to say it for she would never allow herself to admit she had fallen in love with Bootstrap Bill’s son. Silently, the female scolded herself while she cut another pirate’s throat aboard the Flying Dutchman. She should not get distracted by her own thoughts now she was fighting a bunch of undead pirates. Secretly, she was glad she could leave the captain – Davy Jones himself – to Will and Jack and maybe even Elizabeth while they fought in an outrageous storm caused by Calypso herself.

(Y/n) also regretted to have underestimated the goddess now she was on the brink of death, almost literally. One misstep, one slip up, one little mistake and she would fall into the pit of the ocean. “William..” she heard a man groan beside her. It caused her head to turn swiftly and her (h/c) hair to slap her in the face as she looked at Bootstrap. Then her eyes turned to look at Will though.. His heart was pierced through by Davy Jones’ sword.

(Y/n)’s eyes widened and before she knew it, she was on her knees besides Jack and at Will’s side. Her hand gently cupped Will’s cheek as she desperately pleaded for him to stay awake and stay with her. “Will please..” she whispered, “Don’t leave me like this. Not now..”

 Elizabeth Swann watched from a distance. Her anger grew at the sight of her fallen fiancé, though.. Was he still? She had seen the looks Will had given (y/n) and while she regretted to say it; she felt no more love for Will like she did before. Sure, he still was a good friend and she truly grieved his death but what (y/n) and Will seemed to feel for one another was much stronger than she and Will would have ever felt. So no, she could not say he was her fiance anymore.

It broke her heart to pull (y/n) away from Will’s dead body after Jack had helped Will stab Davy Jones’ heart. A few tears escaped her own eyes as she looked at the lifeless brown eyes of Will. “No! Will! No! Please..! Stay with me! Please…” (y/n) kept on begging. Elizabeth sighed sadly and let go of her for a second but it proved to be enough to have (y/n) back at Will’s side and clinging to him like that would bring him back.

“Leave her,” Jack muttered sadly besides Elizabeth while he wrapped an arm around her waist and held a rope with his free hand, “We must go. She won’t leave his side and there is no use in trying to pull her away.” Before Elizabeth could protest, they flew up in the air and watched as the ship got pulled into the dark pit of the vortex. 

“Part of the ship.. Part of the crew.. Part of the ship.. Part of-“ The crew of the Flying Dutchman kept chanting while Bootstrap closed in on Will and (y/n) with a small knife in his hand.

“The Dutchman must have a captain.” Bill muttered before he pierced his knife through Will’s chest and then all (y/n) could remember was being held by one of the crew members as the ship got pulled down into the water.

Darkness overcame her and it felt like she had died but somewhere she knew she was not dead. Death was supposed to be peaceful, wasn’t it? This certainly didn’t feel like peace when her chest was hurting in the need of oxygen. Then the sun hit her out of a sudden and she gasped for air she actually did not need anymore. Her eyes opened and in front of her was the crew, changing into their normal bodies and they looked a lot more peaceful than when she had fought against them. Their gaze rested upon their new captain who stood at the helm and shouted his very first order as captain. “Ready on the guns!” And before (y/n) could even progress what had happened the fast few minutes, their enemy was destroyed and Will had run up towards her with wide eyes. “(Y/n)!” He exhaled and placed a hand on either side of her neck, holding her in place ever so gently.

“Captain Turner..” She whispered back with a small smile “Please.. Tell me you did not..” “I’m afraid I did when the ship went down the vortex, captain.” Will looked down with a frown and a regretful look in his eyes before looking back up and into her (e/c) eyes that shined in the light of the sun. “You will not be tied to this ship, (y/n), I cannot hold you here. Be free. That’s what you always wanted, isn’t it?” “Will..” “What are your orders captain?” Bill suddenly said from behind (y/n). “You, too, are free to go..” Now Will almost sounded desperate though if he had to be honest, he didn’t want either of them to leave him on this ship alone. “I know,” Bill said and added after some silence, “But I still got a debt to pay with you.” “At the wheel then, Mr. Turner.” “Aye, captain Turner.”

Then those warm brown eyes were back on your (e/c) ones. They looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to give your answer and finish your previously started sentence. “Will.. I- First my loyalty lay with the sea, then with the Black Pearl but now? Now my loyalty lies with you… As does my heart.” (y/n) finally confessed after all that time. “When you were to wed Elizabeth, my heart broke and I knew- I thought I could never have you so I stayed on the Pearl but.. Then something happened between you and Elizabeth and I somewhere thought I made a chance.. Then you died right in front of me and Will..”

A tear slipped down her cheek while she lowered her head in embarrassment and in sadness as she thought back to that horrible moment. “I thought I had lost you once more but that time for good and yet here you are, somewhat tied to a ship, but still.. You are alive, more or less, and I couldn’t ask for anything else.. Because I love you William Turner..” Will stayed quiet for a moment. The words she just spoke slowly sinking into his head and registering even slower. She loved him. She just confessed she loved him as he had fallen in love with her.

Without a second thought, Will pressed his lips against hers in a passionate kiss, one hand coming up to the back of her head to keep her pressed against him while the other pressed on her lower back as he slightly dipped her back. (Y/n) kissed him back with just as much passion and winded her arms around his neck to keep steady. Only when they found himself at lack of breath they pulled apart thought never let go of each other.

“I love you too, (y/n).. So much. Let us conquer the Seven Seas together on the Flying Dutchman and spend eternity in each other’s company. “I, myself, made a mistake by thinking I fell in love with Elizabeth Swann. I had fallen in love with you the moment I saw you on the Black Pearl. You were so passionate about the ocean and the ship.. It made me admire you even more than I did before. I thought it was but a mere crush and the need of affection because I thought I’d lost Elizabeth to the pirates but everything changed when I saw Elizabeth again. She will always hold a special place in my heart, but you.. You own my heart, (y/n) (l/n). You always have and always will, figuratively and literally if you’ll have me.”

He wiped away a few tears that fell down his beloved cheeks and kissed her once more. “Let me show you how much I love you..” He whispered against her lips before they retreated to the Captain’s quarters.

[yootaesowlwrites]

Celebrities Masterlist [out of order]

[I AM NO LONGER WRITING FOR ACTORS OR SINGERS, SORRY]

⌜No warnings / no smuts included here

Andy Biersack/Black.

Getting Caught. - Imagine

Chris Hemsworth.

“I Fall In Love With You All Over Again.” - Prompt A56

Luke Evans.

She Is Mine - Imagine.

Orlando Bloom.

She Is Mine - Imagine

Tom Hiddleston.

“Is That My Shirt?” - Prompt A36

Sebastian Stan.

“We Were Just Pretending…” - Prompt A4

[theonewiththefanfics]

A Pirate’s Soul (part 2)

Part 1

Pairing: Will Turner x Avenger!Reader

Warnings: swearing

Genre: fluff

Word count: 2987

Y/N slowly felt her eyes flutter open. It was dark, but not full on. Not like Bucky’s room where he had to cover up the giant windows because he had trouble sleeping. More like her own. Bits and pieces of the never-resting New-York city filtering inside the room, beige walls cast in an orange glow. But of course, she wasn’t in New York anymore.    With a groan, Y/N propped herself up on her elbows, but a gentle palm pushed her back on the hard surface that turned out to be what looked like a sailor’s cot.    “Easy,” it was the girl- Elizabeth. “How are you feeling?”    “Like a red-hot poker was showed up through my ass and my brain, scrambling it like an egg.”    The other woman snorted. “Don’t you have a way with words.”    Y/N pressed a palm against a throbbing temple. “So I’ve been told.” She looked around noting that the light was coming from above, meaning the sun was still above the ground. “How long was I out?”    “A couple of hours. Cleaned as many wounds as I could, but couldn’t change your clothes. Couldn’t find how to… open it.” Her brown eyes roamed over Y/N’s tactical suit as if a hidden hook would suddenly appear and she’d drop naked then and there.    “Would be surprised if you did.” When were zippers invented? 1890’s something? Y/N honestly didn’t know what to do. Will her being here change the outcome of the history? Or was it one of those timelines when nothing mattered what she’d do because everything had already happened before? In all honesty, Y/N couldn’t give two shits about it because of a headache she sported right now. 

   Her palm clasped around where her neckline was and she pulled back a piece of cloth, the velcro detaching itself as she unclasped a smaller piece that held a large string attached to the zipper on her back. It made it easier for her to get dressed on her own, as well as she didn’t have to worry about flashing someone in the middle of a battle.    Elizabeth’s cheeks heated up and when Y/N saw how flustered she got, even though there wasn’t that big of a difference between one woman’s body and another, the Avenger still offered her the chance to leave. “But I’m not naked underneath that and I would prefer if you stayed. This thing can be a bitch to take off.” And it was. Any time after a mission she asked either Bucky or Nat or hell, even Sam to help her get rid of it. Bucky being her best friend, they didn’t have any reservations before one another. Even then, when Bucky had forcefully pulled off the last leg of her suit, the material still just as snug and light, courtesy of Stark, Y/N was left in a bulletproof sports bra, a bulletproof tank top and booty shorts.    “It’s very tight,” Elizabeth remarked as she flexed every muscle in her arms, abdomen and legs to get the cloth off of Y/N.    “Meant to protect you while in battle. Nimble as a second skin so you don’t feel it while fighting, though I might have to ask Stark for some improvements in the removal section.” Y/N finally took a breath as she felt the ankles loosen and saw Elizabeth holding the shredded material. Looking down there were no visible injuries on her stomach, but her legs, shoulders and arms sported nasty cuts as well as deep gashes from claws.    “What.. umm.. what do you want me to do with this?” the girl looked over at the Y/H/C beauty. Y/N’s heart clenched. She really had loved the suit. It had been a gift from Nat on her birthday, but the state of it, how it looked now- it’d be completely useless. There was no point in stitching it together, thread by thread.    “Burn it. Throw it out. It doesn’t matter. It’s unusable now.”    “A-Are you sure?”    “Yeah,” Y/N let out a deep sight, “it’s pointless.”    Elizabeth’s hands slid over the material, marvelling at how beautiful and practical it was. Or used to be in Y/N’s opinion. But unbeknownst to her, she stashed it in a chest in a deep corner.    Y/N stood there in what basically was her underwear. She pulled the black tank top off, leaving her in just the sports bra, so she could check what damage had been done to the dark material. Thankfully not much. Some slashes, but comparing it to the tactical suit, it was still wearable. Pulling it back on, her Y/E/C eyes saw Elizabeth reemerge from the dark holding a large white shirt, some sand coloured pants, black knee-high boots and what looked like a corset.    “These are probably way too big for you, but the belt should keep it in place, you can lace it up in the back to tighten it,” the girl laid the materials down on the cot. “And the boots… well, you should just try pulling them on and well see about the size.”    Y/N fingered the cotton tunic. It was a lot softer than she expected, woven with care and love. Pulling it overhead, there was a deep V-neck gash, almost past her breasts, and it really was way too big for her frame, so she pushed her legs through the pant holes and tucked the shirt in. Elizabeth handed a smaller belt to pull it through the belt holes, but as the girl had predicted, the clothes were still too large for her frame. She stepped through the corset-like thing and pulled it over her slacks and the shirt.    Elizabeth went to work, lacing the black ribbon up, but not so tightly that Y/N couldn’t breathe and would pass out from the lack of oxygen. While the other woman was doing that the Avenger was idly playing with the two strings of her shirt, wrapping and unwrapping it around her finger.    “Okay, you’re all done. Now just the boots.”    Y/N had completely forgotten that the combat suit had connected footwear, so she was standing there only in her socks. The boots looked around her size, so here was hoping for nothing.    And it would look like they had struck gold. Y/N was surprised how comfortable they actually were, but she rolled down the bit that went past her knee, hating how it flapped against her thigh.    “I… umm..,” Elizabeth stepped forward holding six razor-sharp knives in her hand as well as Y/N’s own modified pistol, “I guess I have to give these back to you, though I have no idea what kind of holsters I can give to you…”    Her knife and gun belts had been physically attached to the suit, rather than pulling them on, they were already a part of the outfit, so there would be no use for her to cut them off as they wouldn’t fit with what Y/N was wearing now.    She flipped two of her knives in the air and crisscrossed them behind the belt on her back, putting two by her sides and then two in the front, the thin handles disappearing being the black material, not even making an indent. If you didn’t know that Y/N possessed them, you’d never know how armed she actually was. And the bulletproof top would protect her from any cuts that may result. For the gun though, that would be a problem.    “Umm… hmm… Give me the most basic holster you have and we'll see what we can do.    The one Elizabeth provided was for a muzzleloader. In Y/N’s time, they were antiques and relics. Here they were actual weapons. The girl looked at it from all sides and producing one of the knives she sliced the end off making it more like a cylinder rather than a cone.    Putting on the safety she gently slid the gun to check if the tightness of the leather would be enough and it was. The gun snugly fit into the holster as if it was made for it. Y/N strapped it across her middle, even though she usually preferred it to be around her thighs or ankles, this one wouldn’t fit.    Elizabeth’s eyes roamed over Y/N as if in astonishment and in awe. She really looked like she belonged there. “I think you’re ready.”    “For what?”    “To meet everyone. I’m assuming you really aren’t from somewhere nearby.”    Y/N snorted at that. “If only you had any idea.”    “So I’m assuming you’re going to be spending quite a lot of time here, seeing as we’re only in the middle of our journey and the closest port is at least two to three weeks away. Depending on what kind of trouble Jack gets into.”    “Jack? Who’s Jack?”    “Nothing but trouble,” she replied over her shoulder as she lead Y/N up the wooden stairs and right onto the deck.    The ship was full of life, men running around and pulling ropes to let something loose or tighten things up. Of course, as expected when Y/N stepped onto the floor everything quieted down and stopped moving, but a man’s gruff voice pulled them out of the trance.    “Back to work, ya filthy rats!” It was dreadlocks who bellowed from the steering deck.    “I would presume that is Jack,” Y/N leaned into Elizabeth, but the other woman didn’t get a chance to answer.    “You would be presuming correctly. Captain Jack Sparrow,” he said coming down the steps and taking one of Y/N’s palms to press a kiss on it, making the girl scrunch up her face in confusion. “Welcome aboard the Black Pearl- fastest ship in the Caribbean sea.”    “Thanks… I guess…”    “So darling,” he threw an arm around Y/N’s shoulders leading her up the deck, “why don’t you tell me who you are, where are you from and how in the bloody hell did you suddenly appear on my ship?”    He was being quite cheeky about things so Y/N decided to play along. “A girl’s gotta have some secrets, otherwise where would be the fun?”    “You,” he pointed a finger at her, a bright red ruby sitting on it. “I like you.”    Y/N mirrored the smirk that was plastered on his face. “So, where exactly in the Caribbean sea are we? As much as I’ve enjoyed your hospitality I think I need to get back home.”    “And where would home be for you, love?”    “New York.”    Y/N looked over at the endless horizon. Oh, how far away she was from home. And it would seem like Jack could read minds, echoing her thought.    There was almost an understanding look in his eyes. “You’ve travelled a long way from there, haven't you?”    “Very,” Y/N let out a deep sight, resting her arms on the railing. “Elizabeth told me that the closest port is a two, three-week journey. Which port exactly are we talking about?”    “Tortuga,” a wicked smile made its way onto Jack’s face. “Best place on earth for a pirate.”    Y/N could only chuckle, not even remotely surprised that they were pirates. Their clothing gave it away and the giant black flag with a skull and two crossed swords was a dead giveaway.    The girl relished in the salty breeze of the sea. She’d always wanted to visit exotic places, but her job had made it quite difficult to get even a day off. And then there was Bucky. Her best friend in the whole world. He was just getting accustomed to living in the tower and apart from Steve, he clung to the girl like a koala. Not that Y/N minded. She’d gotten attached to the ex-assassin too and if there was any possible way she could help with his recovery she’d drop everything in a heartbeat.    “Doll, you need to take a day off, treat yourself. I hate that you can’t do anything worthwhile because you’re stuck here with me,” he’d said to the girl after an intense workout session.    “Buck,” she had grasped his unshaven chin between her fingers, “you can’t get rid of me. Me staying here is my and only my choice. And if it means having to sit through therapy with you or have a few sleepless nights, then that is it. As long as you’re getting better, it’s all that matters to me and if I have any way of helping you through it, I will. So don’t start with this bullshit, okay?”    He’d only smiled and kissed the girl on the cheek, pulling her in for a tight hug. “I love you, you know that?”    “Might have said it a few times.”    What wouldn’t the girl give just to feel safe between her friend's arms, instead of being stuck in the past on a pirate ship.    Her Y/E/C eyes caught movement to her left and ascending the stairs was the man with the longish hair. The one with the chocolate eyes and sharp cheekbones. Will.    “Hello.” His voice was quiet. Like a warm summer breeze.    “Hello.” Y/N replied a small smile playing on her lips as she turned fully to face the man.    “I’m Will Turner.”    “Y/N Y/L/N.”    “That’s a very beautiful name.”    Y/N laughed, shaking her head, the Y/H/C floating around in the breeze. “It’s just a name.”    “A very beautiful one at that.”    Of course, these were the manners men had in this time period. Back home whenever a guy said something like that or gave a kiss on the top of a girl’s hand, that was more a message of ‘I wanna get in your pants tonight and I’ll pretend not to be an asshole for like two minutes, tell you how pretty your name is and how it perfectly fits you, before I ask you to drop your panties and go for a fuck’. But here, now, it’s just how people were, and Y/N would be lying if she said she didn’t appreciate that. The only two people who even remotely said something like that and didn’t mean it in an ‘I wanna fuck you’ kind of way was Steve and Bucky. Even then both of them were from the 40s.    “Well thank you,” she smiled looking at Will. “Got it for my birthday.” She couldn’t help herself. Such an opportunity to say that stupid and cheesy joke, she couldn’t just let it pass.    He shook his head as is saying ‘I cannot believe how dumb that was’ before coming to stand next to the girl.    “Are you alright?”    That was a stupid question, but she didn’t say anything. “What do you mean?”    “Well after that… thing you put in the water, your nose was bleeding quite heavily and you did pass out.”    Her headache had subsided a few minutes after hitting the deck, fresh air filling her lungs, now just a dull pulsating feeling reminded her of the situation she was in only a few hours ago.    “Yeah, I am. Thank you for caching me and not letting me split my head open.”    He smiled at her, taking her right hand in his and rubbing over her knuckles. The air got caught in Y/N's throat. How can such a small gesture take away her breath like that? “Anytime.”    The pair just stood there, looking at one another, eyes roaming over the stranger before them. There was this attraction that neither could explain, but it wasn’t bad. No, not at all.    Their moment was disrupted by the lanky man with a wooden eye, rushing up to Jack.    “Captain! Redcoats!”    Everyone’s heads turned to look where he was pointing over their shoulders. A tiny speck near the horizon, nothing more than that. Jack pulled out a telescope and produced a beautiful array of swears, leaving even Y/N shocked.    “Everyone get your weapons!” he bellowed over the ship, sending the men scattering every which way.    “Didn’t you say that this is the fastest ship in the Caribbean?” Y/N turned to look at the captain. An idea had crossed her mind that she could ask them to let her on their ship, but she immediately dispelled it. They were the government. And anytime Y/N had gotten involved with that it never ended well for her. Most of the times in handcuffs. So she wasn’t going to get shackled in the 18th fucking century. Who knows what they’d do to her. Salem witch trials had happened probably not more than a few decades before, and her powers, that she could feel rumbling under her skin would definitely make her a witch.    “Can you fight?” it was Will asking her, Jack not even bothering to answer her question as he rushed off to somewhere himself.    “Did you not see my grand entrance?”    “I meant are you well enough to fight?” He was handing her a long sword, probably noting only the gun by her side.    Truthfully Y/N probably wasn’t but the adrenaline was already rushing through her veins and the newly unleashed magic wanted to come out and play.    She clasped the handle of the sharp weapon. “I was born to do this.”

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