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Johnny Depp: Bodyguard Bestfriend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And now it's yours." I reply

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

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

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

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

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

_______

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

_______

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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yup-thats-me · 2 years

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— fate • j.d

hiii can you pleassseee do a JD one shot - where sweet reader (not famous) has a hugeee crush on him, he has no idea but everyone else does & when she does eventually confess, he doesn't feel the same way. but he can't seem to get her out of his head after it and eventually he realizes she's it and catches her by surprise w a passionate kiss/confession!! (age gap, fluff) request by anon

summary: even when Johnny convinces himself he doesn't feel the same way about y/n, maybe, they were indeed meant to be together

pairing: Johnny Depp X personal assistant!reader

warning: fluff

Y/n stared lovingly at Johnny as he acted out his lines to perfection, her hands full with his things: his water bottle, script for the next take, and buch other things.

The more she kept looking at Johnny, the more she realised how hard she'd fallen and to the point of no return. She knew she shouldn't feel the things she's feeling with almost thirty years of age gap and their boss-employee relation, but how could anyone not fall for the man. He's perfect in each and every sense.

"If you keep staring, he'll prolly think you're a physcho."

Dakota's sudden appearance made Y/n gasp in shock. "God Dako! Stop scaring me!" She sighed at her best friend.

Dakota shrugged, now standing beside Y/n. "Stop staring, honestly. He's gonna freak out."

Y/n sighed deeply knowing her friend is telling the truth. "Yeah...but I wanna tell him how I feel. Then, atleast I'll sleep soundly even if he doesn't feel the same," she breathed in, the mere thought of confession made her heart thump loudly against her rib cage.

Dakota turned to Y/n and engulfed her in a warm embrace. "I'm so happy that you finally decided to tell him about your feelings. He will like you back, I'm telling you. And if he doesn't, he's a fool," she smiled to cheer her friend.

Y/n nodded feeling hopeful. But the thought that he may not feel the same, lingered on the back of her mind.

The director yelled cut and Johnny jogged upto the two ladies, smiling brightly.

"What we talking about?" He asked, taking his water bottle from y/n's hands and taking a swig of the liquid.

Dakota smirked. "Oh you know how Y/n should confess her feelings to her crush," she nudged y/n slightly by her elbow, making y/n blush.

Johnny looked a bit confused. "Oh really? Didn't know you liked someone, Y/n", he chuckled awkwardly.

Y/n glanced at Dakota, and she took take her leave with an excuse of a phone call, leaving the pair alone.

"It's nearly 12:30. Isn't it time for break?" She took a look at her wrist watch.

Johnny nodded.

"I can bring you the food if you want, Me. Depp otherwise maybe we can go together?" She asked expectantly, already preparing herself for the not-so-fun answer.

Johnny chuckled. "Yes we can go together and how many times do I have to tell you not to call me Mr. Depp? That makes me sound ancient," he smiled. "Let me grab my things then we'll leave."

Y/n nodded again, a soft smile on her face as she thought maybe all things doesn't have to have a bad ending.

•••

The two sat on a table of two as they waited for the food to arrive. That talked about work, filming, life in general. The food arrived shortly after and they started eating.

Y/n looked up from her plate and stared at Johnny.

"Uhhh...Mr. De— no sorry, Johnny? I have to tell you something," she breathed in, ready to finally get her feelings out in the open.

"Yeah anything," He smiled yet again.

"I-I...like you. I know I shouldn't but I do," she immediately looked down to avoid his gaze.

Johnny kept quite not saying anything for a bit. Then after a few minutes, he spoke again.

"I'm sorry Y/n, but I don't feel the same. You're the most sweet and loving person I've met. It's just that I don't see you like that," he said, softly.

Y/n's eyes blurred with tears as she tried her best not to let them fall. She knew it'd go this way but her stupid heart won't stop nagging her. She already knew this would never work out even if he did like her back.

It's the way their fate had been written.

She finally looked up, wiping a stray tear cascading down her face. Then, with a smile, she forwarded her hand towards Johnny.

"It's all good. But we can still be friend?" She smiled brightly as if her heart isn't broken in two halves at the moment.

Johnny smiled in return, clasping his hand with hers in a firm shake.

They smiled at each other, continuing their meal.

•••

It's been a week since y/n confessed her feelings towards Johnny, a week since they got on terms to remain friends as before.

But for some reason, Johnny couldn't keep his mind off her.

He thought of everytime, Y/n asked him if he was okay even if it wasn't her place to do so.

Thought of everytime she looked after him. Everytime, she calmed him down from a panic attack. Everytime she stood by him no matter what.

She has become more than an assistant to him. She's became the person he needs the most in his life, and the one he cannot live without.

So, he planned, the next day on set, he'll tell her how he feels. He's been to quick to judge how he felt at the moment.

He didn't think his heart would betray his mind and fall for the sweet girl whom he thought was just a friend.

He knew he'd done wrong and he needed to fix it.

•••

Y/n sat beside Dakota on her chair, her head resting in her friend's shoulder.

"I told you Dako, he doesn't feel the same. Why did I have to listen to you and my stupid heart and tell him! God I'm such and idiot!" She scoffed, annoyed at herself.

Dakota combed her hand through Y/n's hair, sighing sadly. "No, Y/n. You're not an idiot. He is. And now at least, you'll be able to move past him. You know what? I'm setting up a blind date for you this weekend. You need to get over him."

Y/n nodded. "Yeah you're right."

A minute or two later, Johnny running to the both of them, heaving for air.

Y/n stood up abruptly. "Where are you coming from and why did you run?" She asked, scrambling though his bag to hand him his water bottle.

Johnny grabbed her by the shoulder, stopping all her movements.

In a snap, he pushed his lips against her plump ones.

Dakota gasped watching the two of the them.

The kiss even shocked Y/n, not responding to it. When Johnny felt that he'd done something he shouldn't have and was about to pull away, Y/n kissed him back, pulling him deeper by the back of his neck.

Dakota got her cue to walk away, smiling as the idiots finally kissed. She's been shipping them for months now.

They kissed each other for as long as their lungs would allow them, breaking away when they needed air to fill their lungs.

Y/n smiled softly, confused. "Wait, what?"

Johnny put his head against Y/n's and sighed. "I didn't know what I was say that day. I realised I don't want to have you just as a friend. I want you to be my girlfriend. Would you like that?" He asked, his eyes hopeful.

"I'd love that," Y/n smiled, pecking him on the cheek.

requests are open <3

#johnny depp x reader #johnny depp imagine #johnny depp #johnny depp fluff #johnny depp blurb #johnny depp fanfic #johnny depp x you #johnny depp x y/n #requested #anon request #dakota johnson #assistant!reader #personal assistant au #cute

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glitchy576 · 6 months

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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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myanmy · 1 month

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Unrequired feelings

I LOVE ANGST!!!!!!!

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

Word count: 1720

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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haileyofmischief · 1 year

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

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

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thehargreevesfamily · 1 year

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

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

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obessedwithfictionalmen · 2 months

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Co-Stars pt.7

Callum Turner X Actress! Reader

Summary: Emmy Awards... Y/n is nominated, Callum too...

Warning: Pure joy/ Swearing/ use of Y/n/

Y/n's dress:

She made her way on the red carpet with her cast and directors. Photographers were shouting at them. ‘’Y/n, Callum, a kiss!’’ one of them yelled. The couple looked at each other before bringing their face close to each other, only to pull away before their lips could touch, they laughed and kissed rapidly. ‘’Do you guys think Y/n is going to win?’’ another photograph asked. ‘’We hope so!’’ Austin replied, making the woman smile. There they were, the Emmy Awards, Master of the Air as been nominated for a lot of things, one of them being the best supporting actress in a drama show, Y/n was nominated. When the nomination was announced, she couldn’t believe it. Callum was so proud of his girlfriend. ‘’Mr. Hanks, what do you think about Y/n’s nomination?’’ The woman looked at the men she admired when she was younger, he inspired her so much. ‘’I think it’s fully deserved, she worked hard, and I hope her hard work is rewarded’’ He replies. Y/n’s eyes filled with tears; she was touched by his words.

Master of The Air already won 5 awards tonight, it was amazing; but now, it was the time for the best supporting actress in a drama series. Y/n was nervous, she felt like throwing up. ‘’The nominees are Y/n Y/l/n in Master of the Air’’ Y/n blew a kiss to the camera as she watched a little piece of her work on the screen. ‘’You don’t think I care? Every time you go up in the air, I’m terrified that you won’t come back! So, no I don’t understand what it’s like up there, but you don’t know what’s it like here!’’ she yelled. That scene was when she yelled at Bucky. It was an amazing scene. ‘’And the Emmy goes too…’’ Helena Bonham Carter was announcing the winner. Y/n took a deep breath as she, and all her co-stars waited for the results. ‘’Y/n Y/l/n in Master of the Air!’’ She couldn’t believe it, she put a hand in front of her mouth as she looked around her. ‘’You did it, baby!’’ Callum said, hugging her, the rest of the cast joined in the hug. Her first reflex was to take off her shoes, she didn’t want to do a Jennifer Lawrence at the Oscars. She quickly kissed Callum before making her way on the stage, barefoot. She got up, hugged Helena, took her trophy and got closer to the microphone. ‘’Oh my god, uh, hi everyone!’’ she said, tears falling from her eyes. The crowd cheered on her. ‘’Where do I start? Thank you to everyone that voted for me. Uh, I’m losing my words. I want to thank Tom Hanks, Steven Spielberg and Gary Goetzman for creating this amazing T.V show. Tom, you’ve always been an inspiration for me, I’m honoured to have had the opportunity to work with you. To all the girls out there, keep going, hard works pays off.’’ She had to stop and take a breath; she was speaking fast. ‘’Uh, to my co-stars; I love you guys so much, thank you for making me feel welcomed and making this experience so fun. To my mum and dad, thank you for always believing in me. Lastly, I want to thank my other half, Callum Turner. You’ve always been there for me, since the beginning of all this, I love you so much, baby, I couldn’t have done this without you, being your love interest has been really fun, and you made me comfortable with the exploration I did with the character, with certain emotions. Thank you for being my rock, I love you. Thank you so much everyone’’ she said, blowing a kiss to Callum, before lifting her trophy into the air. Her co-stars were cheering for her at the top of their lungs, Y/n laughed when she heard them.

‘’The Emmy for the best supporting actor in a drama show goes to… Callum Turner, Master of the Air!’’ Callum was smiling so much. He and his girl both won the same award. Y/n jumped in his arms to hug him. He made his way to the stage, hugged Johnny Depp, took his trophy and got closer to the mic. ‘’Wow! Thank you so much, it’s amazing! First of all, I want to thank Tom, Steven and Gary, thank you, God I’m saying the same thing as my girlfriend. Uh, to my co-stars, it’s been a crazy journey, from boot-camp, except for you Barry’’ his comment made the hole cast laugh. ‘’Thank you for supporting me during the process. To my beautiful girlfriend, you’ve been with me since my first movie, we were together ever since. Just like you, I couldn’t have done it without you. Y/n, quit smiling like this, I’m trying to do this without stuttering, you’re making it difficult’’ he said to his girlfriend who had the proudest smile on her lips. ‘’I love you so much. Thank you everyone! Have a goodnight!’’ Callum smiled as he left the stage.

‘’8 wins tonight, congratulations, if we can get back to Y/n, how are you doing, dear?’’ the journalist asked. The ceremony was over, tonight felt like they were ascending to Nirvana. Y/n and Callum were floating on a euphoric cloud. ‘’I’m still overwhelmed at the moment, it just feels really good, having my hard work being rewarded, mine and my boyfriend’s. I try to soak it all in’’ she smiles. Her cheeks were hurting from smiling so much. ‘’ And you, Callum?’’ he stopped looking at his girlfriend to answer the question. ‘’It doesn’t feel real, it’s an amazing night and yeah, I can’t wait to celebrate with them’’ he laughed. They got asked other questions, but when they got in the limousine, everyone was looking around. ‘’8 fucking wins!!!!’’ they all yelled at the same time. ‘’I just won an Emmy!!!’’ Y/n said, showing her statue around. The guys started to laugh; it was euphoria. ‘’You both won an Emmy!’’ Barry said, looking at Callum. He took his girl and kissed her passionately, all the joy and the relief were transmitted in that kiss. It was the greatest day of their life!

#callum turner #callum turner x reader #callum turner imagine #master of the air imagine #master of the air #co star #emmy awards

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reareaotaku · 7 months

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You Stupid Bitch!

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

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

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

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

"Right Y/n?"

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

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

"Sure-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Something funny?"

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

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"Why are you so stressed?"

"I'm not stressed-"

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

"What's got you so worked up?"

"N-n-it's nothing."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay."

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

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

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

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storiesforallfandoms · 2 years

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an honor ~ johnny depp

word count: 2842

request?: yes!

“hey :) this is such a specific request and i’m so sorry but i need it lmao. can you do a female reader x johnny depp where she is an elementary school teacher and her school wins a contest where johnny goes to visit. he ends up spending a lot of time in her classroom and they hit it off. he’s in town for 2 more days so he and the reader end up getting dinner and he feels like he could really fall hard for her. THANK YOU. a girl can only dream”

description: after her school wins a contest to have a visit from the captain himself, she finds herself gaining his attention

pairing: johnny depp x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

My kids were buzzing with excitement as the minutes ticked closer to our big visitor arriving.

I worked as a teacher in a small elementary school. The population was just over 50 students spread out between kindergarten to grade 4. Not a lot ever happened at the school, so whenever something even moderately out of the ordinary happened, it was a pretty big deal.

The month before there had been a contest for one of the local schools to win a visit from Captain Jack Sparrow - actual Johnny Depp himself. Our principal had entered us, but none of us teachers really thought we’d win. To our surprise, we received a call at the beginning of the week that we had won and we’d be getting the visit on Thursday!

So now, on the Thursday of the visit, the students could barley focus on their school work. I couldn’t blame them, though. Just the thought that Johnny Depp would be appearing at my classroom door at any second made it hard to concentrate what I was teaching.

Everyone jumped with excitement as a knock came at the door. I tried to shush them but the quiet murmurs still filled the room.

I felt my heart leap as I opened the door and found Johnny, dressed as Jack Sparrow, leaning against the doorway. He smiled at me and I smiled back, hoping I didn’t look as nervous as I felt.

“Hello Mr. Sparrow,” I said.

“Captain Sparrow, darling,” he corrected me.

I felt my face heat up at the pet name. Calm down, (Y/N). He’s definitely called all the female teachers that today.

“Right, of course,” I said. “Please, come in.”

I stepped aside to let him enter. He look at my students, who were all watching him with wide eyes of wonder and excitement. In character, he grimaced at the sight of them.

“Oh, hello, more small people,” he said. He leaned in close to me to add, in a stage whisper, “Why is this place so full of small people?”

“It’s a school, Captain!” one of my students called.

“School?! Well, I must be in the wrong place then. A school is no place for a pirate.”

“Pirates are supposed to be in the ocean on their pirate ships,” another student said.

“Exactly! We’re supposed to be sailing the high seas looking for treasure. No inside a classroom learning. Although, learning to read and to do math does help us to figure out maps and if we are sailing in the right direction.”

“See?” I said. “I told you guys that math can be used in real life.”

“But Miss. (Y/L/N), pirates aren’t real!” another student tried to argue.

“You say that, and yet here I am,” Johnny said, dramatically gesturing to himself. “And I do believe I am pretty real.”

I sat down behind my desk and watched my students interact with the character. All their faces were lit up and they were so happy. I couldn’t help but smile myself. The biggest perk of my job was moments like these, where I got to see my students at their happiest. Getting to experience this memory that would no doubt stick with them for the rest of their lives was also a huge plus.

When we were told about the visit, Johnny’s management team told us that there was a strict timeline he was on for the visit. He would be at the school for a few hours, spending only half an hour in each classroom. We were told that was the best way for him to get to every classroom in a timely manner and give each of the kids the same amount of attention. It was reasonable, we all agreed to it.

However, after some time of Johnny being in my classroom, I glanced at the clock and noticed that he had been there for 40 minutes instead of the slotted half hour. I figured that maybe he hadn’t been watching the time, or that this was my fault for not having watched it better, so I quickly stood from my desk, stopping Johnny mid sentence.

“Sorry, I just realized that we’ve gone over time a little bit,” I said.

“That’s alright, I have plenty of time,” Johnny insisted.

“We were told you only have a few hours...because you have to get back to your ship,” I said, trying to improvise to keep the act up. “I wouldn’t want to be the reason that your adventures are delayed.”

“Truly, I don’t mind. I’m having a nice time with these little people.”

“But we wouldn’t want you to disappoint any of the other...little people.”

He sighed, finally defeated. “You’re right. Suppose I shall continue on then.”

He said goodbye to my class, who were upset that he had to go but could not stop talking about the visit once he had left. There was still an hour left of the school day, and I knew there was no way I would get them back on topic now, so I decided to let them have free time until the end of the day.

When the final bell rang, they raced out of the door, all saying goodbye to me as they went along. I stayed back to do some preparing for the next days lesson plan, when I heard a knock on my door.

I looked up and felt my breath catch as I saw Johnny standing there again, this time out of his Jack Sparrow costume.

“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” he said.

“No, not at all,” I told him. “How may I help you, Mr. Depp?”

“Please, call me Johnny,” he said.

“Alright, Johnny. Is there anything I can do for you?”

He stepped into my classroom. It felt like some sort of dream to have him there. I was convinced it wasn’t real. I had to secretly pinch myself to make sure I was awake.

“I just wanted to thank you for having me a little bit over my time today,” he said. “I hope I didn’t interfere too much with your teaching.”

“Maybe a little, but it was bound to happen given the circumstances,” I said. “But you don’t have to apologize for that. Really, it was such an honor to have you here. I just didn’t want you to get in trouble for being in my classroom too long, or for any of the other classrooms to miss the chance to get to meet you.”

Johnny chuckled slightly. “Yeah, I sort of forgot I still had two more classrooms to visit after yours. I had a hard time convincing myself to leave today until you brought it up.”

I titled my head in confusion. “Why is that?”

He seemed flustered when I asked, which shocked me more than anything else had today. It didn’t seem right that he - the Hollywood actor - was becoming flustered by me - the elementary school teacher.

“I...I kind of wanted...to spend more time here...with you,” he said.

I take it back, this shocked me more than anything else that day had.

“From the moment you opened the door, I was blown away by how beautiful you are,” he explained. “And watching the way you interacted with the kids, I knew you had a beautiful personality to match. I was trying to figure out how to speak with you in private, but the more that time went on the more I realized that may not have been an option. I didn’t want to miss the other two classrooms I had left to visit, but it felt hard to pull myself away.”

I was left speechless. Now I was sure this was a dream. Not even the pinching could convince me otherwise.

“I don’t mean to come on too strong,” he continued. “If I’m over stepping boundaries here please tell me, but I’m in town for the next two days and I’d like to get dinner with you. If you want, that is.”

He was looking at me expectantly, and that’s when I realized he was waiting for me to say something. I still felt tongue tied as I stuttered out some nonsense, but finally got ahold of myself long enough to say, “Yeah. I’d like that. How about tomorrow night?”

His smile was so radiant at my response. “That works perfect for me. I can pick you up around 6?”

We agreed and exchanged numbers so that I could text him my address the next night.

When he left I pinched myself one last time, a bit harder than the last few. I let out a yelp as my arm stung in pain. At least I could confirm that I definitely was not dreaming.

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I felt very distracted throughout my classes the next day. I tried my best to seem present and to teach the best I could, but I kept fumbling or forgetting what I was doing. The day felt like it was dragging on until the moment Johnny was supposed to pick me up.

Finally, the school day ended. I waited around after class like I normally did, but the moment the hallways were empty I quickly collected my things and rushed home.

I hadn’t been on a date in a while, and I wasn’t really sure what to expect when going out with a celebrity. I wanted to dress nice, but I wasn’t sure if I should dress fancy or just casual. I didn’t even know where we were going for dinner.

I finally settled on a dress and a pair of heels to match. I decided to put on light makeup to have a natural look and just wear my hair down natural as well. By the time I had finally made my decisions and finished getting ready, Johnny was pulling up outside and knocking on my front door.

He looked down at me as I opened the door. Of course, he looked extremely handsome as well, but he always looked that way.

He smiled. “You look lovely.”

“Thank you,” I said. “So do you.”

He offered me his arm like a gentleman. “Shall we?”

I took it and he walked me to his car. He even opened the door for me to get in, which is something that hadn’t been done for me in a very long time.

The car ride to the restaurant was silent and slightly awkward. I wasn’t really sure what to say to him, and he seemed to be having the same issue. It made me a little less nervous to know that he seemed to be in the same boat as me.

We arrived to the restaurant and I was relieved to see it wasn’t a super fancy place. It was just a locally owned restaurant that luckily wasn’t too busy on a Friday night. I was sure Johnny was used to being recognized in public, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to be noticed and swarmed by people while we were out. That much attention just wasn’t my thing.

Luckily, it seemed he had already thought of that as he had placed a reservation under a fake name and had us sat in a private section of the restaurant. The host gave us our menus and told us the server would be with us soon.

“I’ll be honest,” I said, finally breaking the silence, “I’m glad we’re not at a super fancy restaurant or anything.”

Johnny chuckled. "You were afraid that’s where I was going to take you?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve never met a celebrity before, let alone gone on a date with one. I don’t really know what the etiquette is for being out with one. I sometimes assume they just go to the most expensive and luxurious places.”

“That’s not me. Some fancy places have good food, but that’s the main thing for me: the food. I don’t want to go to some place that will charge you $100 for the smallest portions that aren’t even good. As for the etiquette with a celebrity, I say act as if you’re on a date with just a normal person. That’s all I am really.”

I wanted to tell him he was anything but normal, but I knew he had a point. Some celebrities acted like they were better than everyone else, but I could already tell he was not one of those people.

Our server arrived and we ordered drinks and an appetizer. As I looked through the menu, Johnny started the small talk.

“How long have you been a teacher?”

“About ten years, I think,” I responded. “It doesn’t feel like that long, though. Besides the constant change of faces in my classroom, I could convince myself I started teaching just yesterday.”

He smiled. “You seem really passionate about it.”

“I am. I love kids and I love to teach. I’ve known my whole life that this is what I wanted to do. I was lucky that I got a substituting job at the school while I was still in college, and then that they hired me on full time when I graduated. Not a lot of people get those kinds of opportunities.”

Johnny listened to me talk as I told him about my family, my childhood, and my years in college. It wasn’t until our appetizers arrived and we placed our entrée orders that I realized how much I truly had been talking.

“Oh God, I’m talking your ear off,” I said. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make this all about me.”

“Don’t apologize,” he assured me. “I like listening to you talk.”

I felt my face burn the same way it had the day before when he called me “darling”. I looked down at the food in my hands to hide any signs of fluster on my face.

“What about you?” I asked.

“What about me?”

I opened my mouth to ask something about him, but I realized it felt like there wasn’t anything for me to ask. A lot of Johnny’s life was already public and, having been a fan of his, it didn’t feel like there was a lot for me to ask that I didn’t already know.

I let out a sigh of defeat. “Okay, I got nothing.”

He chuckled again. “That’s why I don’t mind you talking. I don’t think there’s much about me that I could say that you don’t already know.”

“That must be hard,” I said. “Having people already know so much about you, I mean. Doesn’t seem like there’s a lot of privacy for you.”

He shrugged. “It comes with the job. I’ve dealt with it for so many years that it’s hard to complain now. I know what I’ve gotten myself into.”

“I think you can complain a little bit. Just because it comes with the job doesn’t really mean it’s fair to you.”

He nodded but didn’t say much else.

When our entrees came, I managed to coax him into telling me about his kids. I could see him light up even at just the mention of them. He started telling me all about them, especially his son, Jack, who was less in the public eye than his daughter, Lily-Rose.

We seemed to melt into easy conversation then. We went back and forth talking for the rest of the evening. I was almost upset when the bill came and we had to leave. I could’ve stayed in that booth for hours just talking to Johnny about anything and everything.

The ride back home felt less awkward. I felt myself becoming a little brave as I reached over to put my hand on Johnny’s. He laced his fingers through mine and gave my hand a light squeeze. I smiled to myself. Now I never wanted to let go.

He walked me to my door, like a gentleman. We both paused to look at each other, both hesitant to make a move.

“I had a lovely night,” I told him.

“Me too,” he said.

“I’d really like to do it again. If you’re ever in town again, that is.”

I tried not to let the hurt show on my face at the thought of him having to leave the next day.

“For you, I’ll come back as much as you want,” he said. “I’ll be here till you’re so sick of me that you’ll want to get rid of me.”

I shook my head. “I can’t see that happening.”

And then, with a brief moment of courage hitting me, I leaned forward to kiss him. He met me half way, cupping my face gently as he pressed his lips against mine. My whole body felt like it was exploding, in a good way if that makes sense. I could hardly describe what the feeling was like.

Johnny pulled away first and I had to stop myself from pulling him back to me.

“Have a good night, (Y/N),” he said. “I’ll see you again soon.”

“Goodnight Johnny.”

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Being All Alone

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Characters: Lily-Rose Depp, Johnny Depp x Reader

Summary: Meeting up with Lily-Rose, gives you an insight on how her dad is currently doing in this dark part of his life. With some convincing on her end, you check up on him to make sure he's doing okay.

Warnings: Cursing, Trial talk

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I aimlessly tried to find my ringing phone not wanting it to be morning yet. Finally landing my hand on it, I tapped the screen carelessly to try and shut it up.

I dragged myself out of bed and made my way to the kitchen. I instantly started making coffee not even thinking about it as it has become muscle memory at this point. With my eyes still half closed I got my favourite coffee mug and poured it to the brim. The smell of fresh coffee hitting my nostrils instantly perked my mood.

I wander over to the living room and turned on the TV to see what was happening in the world. My eyes landed on a familiar face and I could feel my heart sink a little. I read the news headlines to see one of my oldest friends start a very public trial with his ex-wife.

After not talking to him for over 6 months, I immediately felt a ping of guilt in my stomach for not being there for him. I picked up my phone to see when was the last time I had even talk to Lily and notice it was about 3 month ago. It was just a quick check up on how she was doing.

Without evening giving it a second thought, I texted her asking if she would be free to meet for a catch up. In minutes, my phone chimed.

Lily: YES

Being friends with Johnny over the years made me close with his family. But after Johnny and Vanessa divorce, I came extra close to his children. I would invite Lily and Jack over to my place and we would hang out. They would sleep over time to time to get away from the spot light. When Johnny met Amber, Lily took it hard and clashed with Amber. Arguments turned nasty to the point where Lily could never be around her dad when Amber's presence was around. With that, Lily lived with me whenever she had to be in the US. We grew close and I sympathized with her knowing how she felt as I went through the same situation at her age.

Johnny always appreciated me doing that and would treat me to dinners and gifts to show how thankful he was. I just wanted to help and be there for her. Because no one was there for me.

Since then, I've always made it a point to try and stay in contact with them even as we had our own lives to live.

After running some errands, I parked my car and walked to the cafe we decided to meet.

I opened the door to the busy place and looked around to see her playing on her phone stirring her coffee in the corner. A smile came upon my face making me realise how much I missed her. I went up to the counter got myself a coffee and made my way to her table.

She looked up instantly as I put down my cup and I was greeted with a huge grin.

"Y/n! You have no idea how happy I am to see you " Lily smiled cheerfully leaning over giving me a tight squeeze.

"Me too Lily. I thought you might have been in France" I sat myself down talking a sip of my hot coffee.

"Well, with everything going on with Dad right now. I thought it be better off if I stay here just in case" She explained hooking her hair behind her hair.

"How is he getting on?" I winced.

Her smiled dropped from her face and she looked down at her cup for a moment. It made me realised how much this trial was affecting her.

"Things are tense right now" She stated playing with the empty sugar packet.

"He doesn't have many people around to support him... like emotionally." She explained glancing up at me.

"What you mean?" I asked confused

Johnny always had his family and friends close to him. To hear Lily say that he didn't have anyone near him in this particular time seemed unusual.

"Dad is pulling away from any family support right now and all his friends.. well.. I don't think they want to be associated with the trial just in case it turns out bad" Lily bit her lip in worry.

"Oh, I wish I knew this sooner" I hummed

"I thought he would have been too busy and too many people around him that he wouldn't want another face to look at" I continued feeling sadden to the thought of Johnny not having anyone by his side,

"I told him to reach out to you multiple times but he said he didn't want to pull you into his mess" Lily sighed.

I watched her as she tapped her finger anxiously on the coffee table. I scanned her face and notice subtle circles under her eyes. This wasn't the usual Lily I knew.

"You're really worried, aren't you?" I asked concernedly

I took her hand up in mine and gave it a reassuring squeeze. It broke my heart to see her like this. I could see tears whelm up in her eyes before she flickered them down and wiped her finger to get rid of tears before they fell.

"I don't know what that.... " She hesitated

"bitch is capable of doing" She continued lowering voice.

"I know, I know" I muttered pressing my lips together.

I met Amber once or twice very briefly. She seemed cold towards me. Saying that, maybe I was imagining it after everything Lily told me about her. I tried to have an open mind. But after hearing all the allegations between her and Johnny, I knew Lily's perception of her was right.

"Can you please reach out to dad?" I snapped out of my daze and looked to Lily to see her looking into my eyes, pleading.

"Of course" I reassured her

I took a sip of out my coffee and moved on with catching up with each other. We sat there for a few hours before Lily had plans to meet up with someone else. We gave each other a quick hug outside the coffee shop before going our separate ways.

For the rest of the day, my thoughts never left what Lily said to me. The worry in her voice stuck with me and whenever I thought about Johnny, I could feel my anxiety peak.

For the rest of the evening, I made dinner and decide to relax for the rest of the night with a movie. I turned on Netflix to see one of the movies being recommended to me was "Edward Scissorhands".

"Fine fine! I get the message. I'll ring him" I exclaimed to myself putting down my glass of white wine and reaching for my phone on the coffee table.

I got Johnny up on the phone and rang him. I glanced up at the clock while bringing the phone up to my ear, hoping I wasn't disturbing him. The phone rang once before it was picked up and a familiar voice was on the other end.

"Y/n!" Johnny voice came through the other end, friendly as always.

"Johnny, hey!" I felt a smile come upon my face instantly.

"Long time no talk" He chuckled through the phone.

I got up from the couch uneasily and started slowly pacing my living room.

"I know, too long. I was wondering if you would want to catch up? I know you have a lot going on right now but if you're busy don't worry about it" I heard myself start to babble.

"No no, that would be great. I was actually going to reach out but you bet me to it"

Was he though?

"Would you be able to come over tonight?" Johnny asked

I raised my eyebrows being caught off guard on how soon he wanted to see me.

"Uh.. Sure. Let me get situated and I'll be there in 30" I said looking down at my pajama set up.

"Sounds good, see you then" Johnny hung up.

I brought the glass of wine up to my mouth and chugged the remainders. I throw on something quick and tied my hair up out of my face not wanting to deal with it. I switched off the lights and grabbed my keys heading out the door.

I hung out with Johnny thousands of times over the years and we both gone through up and downs. But hearing his voice over the phone I knew there was something off about him. Maybe it was stress? Or just exhausted.

I turned into the opening electric gate and drove slowly up the drive way. I put the car into park and brought my bag and a bottle of wine. As I made my way up the front door. I heard shuffling and loud music behind the door. Everything seemed pretty normal so far. Johnny always had his place blasting with music.

"Hello?" I yelled in while opening the door knowing he wouldn't hear me if I knocked on the door.

I saw Johnny's head peek around the corner and grin appearing on his face.

I closed the door behind me and walked towards Johnny's open arms. We hugged for a moment and I pulled away.

"I feel like you need more of this lately" I chuckled handing him a bottle of wine.

"Awh thank you" He muttered looking down at the bottle.

I followed him into the kitchen and heard the music getting louder. I walked in to see the counter covered in files and papers. Not one surface was uncovered in this room.

"Sorry for the mess" Johnny mumbled stacking papers on top on each other and moving them all to one table, leaving the kitchen countertop free. He went over the speaker blearing music and switched it off instantly bringing the room to silence.

"Coffee?" He offered looking over.

"Stronger" I stated smirking.

He raised his eyebrows giving me a cheeky grin before reach for the bottom cabinets to pull out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses.

He came around the counter and sat on the stool next to me. He poured generous potions into each glass before sliding one over to me. Before I had even brought the glass to my mouth, Johnny swallowed the contents in his in one. I took a sip and felt the burning liquid run down my throat.

"So I'm guessing you're not doing too good" I coughed recovering from the hard liquor.

Johnny chuckled while pouring himself another hefty glass.

He glanced over at me before taking down another glass without even a wince.

"I don't even know anymore y/n" He pressed his lips together looking down at the glass.

I reached over to the bottle and unscrewed the cap, leaning over pouring him a smaller potion than before.

"Thanks" He said giving me a small smile.

I looked over to the table full of files and saw some law books that I wouldn't have a chance of understanding.

"The bitch is changing her whole story. She can barely keep track of the lies she's making up" Johnny uttered

He brought his hand up to his hair and pushed it back. He face was exhausted. The bags under his eyes made him look 10 times older than he was. This ordeal was taking a lot out of him.

"Why didn't you reach out?" I whispered.

Johnny looked into my eyes for the first time and all I could see was sadness. He looked away and sat back on the stool, looking at his rings on his tattooed covered hands.

"I assumed you wouldn't want to associated with me" He sighed.

"You know what will never be the case" I felt my stomach drop with melancholiness by the thought of it.

"A lot of people... How do I say this" He started.

"Certain old friends of mine have strongly shared their thoughts and have not talked to me since" He took another sip of his drink.

"They side with her?" I spluttered in disbelief.

Johnny shrugged and got up from the stool walking around the island and making his way to the kitchen.

"How you feeling hunger wise?" He asked searched the shelves of his fridge.

"I could snack" I commented looking down at the amber liquor in my glass.

He opened the door of the freezer not being satisfied with what was in the fridge. Pulling out a frozen pizza box and looked over gesturing at it.

I nodded taking another swig of my drink watching him rip open the box carelessly. He got a oven tray and tossed it in the oven before fiddling with the knobs on the oven.

I watched him as he came back around reaching over to a box and taking out cigarette before looking over at me.

"Is it okay?" He flickered his eyes to the cigarette, holding the lighter in the other hand.

"Yeah, of course. It's your house" I assured him surprised that he would even ask.

"Just making sure. The whore I donated my jizz to for awhile had a massive problem with it" Johnny grinned.

I broke into a laugh forgetting that he had a talent when it came to words. I looked over to see him laughing lightly while he exhaled some of the smoke through his nose.

"Well, I'm not going anywhere" I commented referring to the early conversation.

"I know" He flickered his eyes to me taking another puff of his cigarette.

"I guess.... Apart of me was afraid of reaching out because I didn't want to find out if you didn't want to be... Associated with me" Johnny hesitantly said.

I frowned to the thought of completely pulling away from him and telling him to pretty much fuck off. To have your closest friends want nothing to do with you when you need them most, made my chest ache.

We sat there for awhile just enjoying each other's company hearing the oven fans work in the background.

"If you ever need me for anything. I'm always here. I always have been" I reassured him.

A small smile appeared on his face as another cloud of smoke bellowed from his nose.

"I know. Over the years, you always were so good to the kids. Especially Lily-Rose." Johnny glanced over.

"Well, I'm glad I was there for her"

He brought his hand up and scratch his forehead before taking one last inhale of the cigarette and stomping it out on the ashtray close to us.

"She had a really rough time with Amber. Looking back on it now, I should have done more"

I looked down understanding that he was in a hard place when it came to the people who were close in his life. I had no place to comment on what he should have done.

"Lily and I used to be close. I love Jack but he was closer to his mother over the years. Lily and I, we- we had a bond I always wanted with my kids. I sometimes think that Amber has done too much damage and we'll never get that back. She's all grown up anyway" Johnny expressed bleakly.

"Johnny, she's always going to be your Lily. She'll always need her dad" I said softly watching him pull himself off of the stool and making his way over to the oven.

He opened the door to check to see the status of the pizza which seemed to need a few more minutes. He turned around and leaned on the over door, placing his hands on the handle of the door at either side of him.

"Yeah, maybe. I don't know" He mumbled quietly looking at the ground.

As the night went on, we tucked into the pizza and had some beers. Johnny asked how were things on my end and nothing was too exciting going on in my life.

I felt his mood lift as the night went on, trying to stay clear from anymore trial talk. He was still the same ol' Johnny behind all the stress. The same quirky humor peeking through every now and again.

Before I knew it, I looked down at my watch it see it turn 2:13am and didn't even realise time went by.

"Shit" I looked at my watch surprised.

"I didn't even notice" Johnny remarked looking down at his phone.

I picked up my nearly empty bottle of beer and drank the rest in one swallow.

"I better get going" I commented as I glued myself from the stool I've been sitting on for way too long.

"Whoa. I don't think you should drive home in your state" Johnny gestured at the empty glasses and beer bottles on the counter.

My feet touched the ground and I suddenly felt more buzzed than when sitting down. I felt my balance sway a little and noticed Johnny hand grasping my arm trying to keep more from tripping.

I looked up at him and started laughing. The nostalgia in the moment I felt was strong from all the nights we were hammered and trying to keep ourselves from falling over.

"Come on, let me help you to the guest room" Johnny chuckled

"I forgot you have no ankles when you get any way drunk" He continued bringing my arm around his shoulders resting most of my weight on him.

"D-don't tell me you don't miss this though?" I hiccupped.

He walked me out of the kitchen and up the stairs bringing me to the guest room that I've stayed only a couple of times. But still it was familiar.

He sat me on the bed talking a few steps back to check if I was sober enough to get ready for bed.

"You good?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine, don't worry" I brushed him off.

I kicked off my shoes and crawled over to the top of the bed wiggling myself under the sheets. I closed my eyes feeling the cold pillow cool my warm face.

"Night" I heard Johnny whispered before making his way out of the room, switching off the lights and closing the door behind him softly.

Before I knew it, I was unconscious and drooling.

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(?) Johnny Depp x fem!reader smut

Could you do a Johnny Depp x reader, dominate smut where they go multiple rounds? Request by @jdfan4life

pairing: Johnny Depp x fem!reader

summary: the request basically

warning: smut, porn with little plot, multiple orgasms, light bondage, sir kink, hair pulling, shower sex, unprotected sex (take precautions irl)

note: I'm genuinely sorry for the very long wait. Many things were going on in my life. And I'm aware of the others reqs too. Just give me some more time, they'll be posted soon I promise <3 Also, my head's going total blank for the tittle. If you have any suggestions please do tell c:

Last but not least, enjoy!!!

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As soon as you and Johnny returned from your date night, Johnny pushed you against the door, kissing you roughly.

"All night, baby. All night you've teased me," he rasped, his hands roaming your body. He pulled the hem of your skintight dress, which you admittedly had worn to tease him, upto you're waist, his fingers softly pinching and tugging the skin.

He turned you around now your face pressed against the wooden door. He pushed your hair to the side, kissing your earlobe, making you whimper.

"I think you need a lesson, am I not right, babygirl?"

You gulped nervously. You had played with fire. You cannot tease him in public. That was only rule in your relationship that you had broken just because the fun of it. You loved to see this lust filled side of him.

"Yes," you stuttered. "Yes what?" He pinched your waist harshly. You sucked in sharply. "Yes, sir."

He smirked. "Ah! Kitten still knows her rules. Good to know," he mocked you.

He again turned you around making you wrap your legs around his torso. He carried you to your king sized bed setting you on the edge. You looked at him with doe eyes watching him undo his leather belt placing it beside you. He then began unbuttoning his white dress shirt, smirking at you. "You'll touch me soon enough, kitten."

In a minute or two, he had discarded all his clothing all expect his boxers. He commanded you to climb in the middle of the bed, kneeling on the soft matress. He climbed in too, now running his hands up and down your arms. His fingers reached behind the back of your dress undoing the zipper. Pulling it off of you, he threw it across the room. His pupils instantly dilated when he saw you clad only in your black laced bra and matching panties, his favourite ones.

"You naughty girl. You had planned this all along right? Teasing me in the restaurant, flirting with the waiter. You really be testing the waters," he commented.

You bit your lips seductively. "Am I correct, y/n?" He placed his fingers on your chin, making you look at him. "Yes sir," you replied. "Good. Now go and lay down."

You did as told and laid down, waiting patiently for his next command. Johnny came in view again, his leather belt in his hands. Your eyes blew wide at realisation. "No sir. I'll be good I promise. I want to touch you, sir, please" you pleaded. He chuckled darkly. "You need punishment baby. And we both know how much you hate this," with that he began binding your hands above your head.

After he was satisfied with his work, he hovered over you. His lips met yours for a hungry, wet kiss; parting from the kiss, he toyed with the waistband of your panties.

Johnny wanted to make you regret your previous actions. So, he tore the elastic, a snap sounding through the room. You gasped. It was your favourite pair too. "But sir, I liked those!" You cried. "I'll buy you new ones."

He pulled the piece of cloth down to your ankles. His hands immediately took their place on your wet clit, circling the nub in slow circles, making you let out a breathy moan.

His other hand came in too, teasing your hole while the other toyed with your clit. Without a waring he pushed two of his fingers in, a loud moan leaving your lips. He knew just about everything about your body. So it wasn't unexpected for him to do what he thinks would make your toes curl from pleasure.

Johnny thrusted them in and out at a fast pace, the circles on your clit becoming more pressured and more rough. He soon replaced his fingers on your clit with his wet, warm tonge that made you arch your back.

Your hands violently tried to free from their bonds. You wanted you tug on his locks. You wanted to push his face down deeper into your pussy. But that wasn't possible at the moment. That's what punishments are for. Deprive you of the fun.

Johnny's digits scissored inside you, his fingertips rubbing the velvety walls inside.

It was all too much. His tongue flicking your clit, his fingers thrusting in you. I'm a matter of minutes, you came undone around his fingers and his face too. You could sense him smirk against your pussy. He licked you clean till the last drop.

After licking you clean, he came back to your lips, kissing you hungrily. You tasted yourself on his tongue, the slaty-sweetness making you moan in his mouth.

He pulled away from you, now pulling his boxers down to reveal his rock-hard cock hitting his abdomen. The sight made your drool. Words couldn't even describe how desparately you wanted to touch that enormous, beautiful cock.

Johnny stroked himself, his eyes shut tight. "It's such a pity you're not able to touch this big cock of mine, y/n," he said making you whimper.

He stroked his cock a couple more times before aligning himself with your entrace. Slowly he pushed in, both of you moaning loudly at the contact. He was so big he filled you up completely.

No matter how angry or lust-filled Johnny would be, he'd always wait for you to get comfortable around him. It was a gestured that showed he cared about you no matter what.

After a minute, you nodded at him signalling him to move. His first thrust was slow, reliving the feeling how you'd clench around him. Never-ending moans and gasps leaving both of your lips.

Looking at him, the muscle in his arms flexed as he held your ass tightly. "Sir, please. I want to touch you," you were practically begging right now.

He smirked at you before replying. "You got your lesson?" You nodded feverishly. "I promise I'll be good."

"Well then," he reached down, pulling the belt off your wrists. Your bra was still in you, it being forgotten by your boyfriend. His hands unclasped your bra, thrown away somewhere in the room. You breathed out a in content of your hands being free. His however, kneaded your breasts. Pinching a nub and tugging, while he sucked the other one.

You had sat up on the bed. His legs wrapped around you, you on his laps as kept on thrusting inside you. His face was now buried between the valley of your breasts. You pushed his head further deep, your hands scratching and tugging in his hair.

You felt the coil tighten within you. "I-I'm close,sir," you moaned. "I know," he said, his mouth still sucking on your breasts.

With a few more thrusts, you came again. You came down from your high when your realised Johnny hasn't came yet. He pulled out from inside you and made you turn, positioning you so that your were on all fours.

"You though I'd let you that easy, baby? I'm not done yet."

His big palm came in contact with your ass, the sound rippling throughout the hot and sweaty room. He smacked again, this time a bit harder. Your legs shook front the orgasm seconds prior. And when Johnny said he wasn't done yet, he meant it. You were in for a very long to go through.

He smacked ten more times, red handprints scattered all over your plumpy ass. He rubbed his still hard cock along your pussy, teasing your hole before pushing in again. He began thrusting from back. This position made him reach places within you so deep down that you didn't even know exists.

His hands gripped tightly around your waist, pulling you to meet his hard thrust. He grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling you up so that your back was pressed against his toned body. "I'll make sure you never get out of line again, kitten."

He turned your face around, kissing your lips, biting on your lower lip. His hand reached down and began rubbing your clit roughly. You wirthed in his hold, your orgasm nearing once again.

"Sir–" you were cut off when Johnny began thrusting more forcefully. The bed creaked loudly. He wrapped his hand around your throat, applying pressure just enough to leave you gasping for air. "I know, kitten. I'm close too, hold on."

He thrusted a few times before you felt thick hot ropes of come in your pussy. The feeling made you come around him with a scream of his name.

"Yes, baby. Scream my name."

He fucked you through your high. Even after minutes of coming, you both stayed still. Feeling too euphoric to speak even.

Johnny broke the silence. "You okay, y/n?" His voice evidently worried.

You smiled at him lazily. "Yes, Johnny. More than fine."

He smiled at you, slowly pulling out from your pussy. You collapsed on the bed, he joining in too. Johnny held you close to him, stoking your hair to calm you. He had always been to sweet after sex. It's his nature to care for the people he loves.

It had now been twenty minutes and the both of you were still laying on the bed. Your bodies sticky with sweat. "C'mon, love. Let's have a shower", he suggested.

You nodded. He got out of bed and waited for you. You tried to stand but failed immediately when you were about to fall face first on the floor, luckily, Johnny was there to catch you. "Guess you learned your lesson", he chuckled.

"Shut up" you murmured quietly. He laughed, picking you bridal style. Stepping in the shower, he leaned you against the wall. The water from the showerhead above fell on your tensed muscles, relaxing them in an instance.

Johnny wasn't wearing any clothing. The same for you. He applied shampoo on your hair,, rubbing to make lather. The thought of him being naked here, with you, made many dirty ideas to cross your mind. Biting your lips playfully, you reached behind your to grab his cock. You stroke it slowly, low growls leaving his lips. "Love, you sure you can handle it?" He asked knowing all too well where you're headed with this.

"I am. Just be gentle," you smiled.

"Of course," he smiled in return before he picked you up by the ass and wrapped your legs around his torso. He pushed you against the tiled wall, his supporting your weight while the other lined his cock with your entrance. He pushed bottomed out inside you, slowly, inch by inch emitting moans from you. When he was completely in you, he looked at you for any sign of discomfort. You slightly nodded at him, telling him to go on.

With that, he thrusted inside you. His hand beside your head, the veins popping out. You grazed your finger over them.

He thrusted in and out of you slowly as to not hurt you. You ran your fingers through his wet strands, the water slipping between your bodies.

Johnny began sucking on your neck, biting and licking the portion hungrily. "Omygod, Johnny! Please keep going!" You gasped.

"Wasn't planing to stop anyway, love," he smirked.

The coldness of the tile behind you added to the euphoria. You felt his cock twitch inside you, he was close.

Opening your eyes, Johnny had his eyes shut tight, low grunts and moans leaving his lips. Your legs began shaking as the third wave of orgasm came to wash over you.

"JOHNNY!"

You came for the third time with a scream of his name. He came shortly after. He pressed his forehead with yours, eyes closed. The water still falling.

He smiled at you. "That was amazing," he said, caressing your cheek.

You nodded at him. He slowly pulled out from inside you but still held you tight. He knew you were too weak to stand properly, the uncontrollable shake evident in your legs.

He sat you down on the stool and washed your hair. Applied soap all over your body, as your eyes began drooping. After about forty-five minutes, you were both out clean. He carried you bridal style to the bed and went to grab one of his shorts that you loved to wear along a pair of black shorts.

He dressed you up, and you by now were on the verge of passing out, eyelids barely staying open. He too was tired but he refused to get rest untill he made sure you were comfortable.

After he was done, he turned from you to get ready for bed himself. When he turned around, he saw you laying on the bed limply. He chuckled at you before positioning you properly, putting your head on the fluffy pillow, pulling the comforter over your frame.

He left the room and came back in his night clothes. Turning the lights off, he slipped in the covers beside you, pulling your by the waist so your back was pressed against his chest.

"I love you so much, y/n. Good night baby," he whispered placing a kiss on your forehead.

Although you were asleep but you smiled in your sleep upon hearing him.

#johnny depp x reader #johnny depp imagine #johnny depp smut #smut smut smut #requested #answered #hope you like <3

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duffslut · 2 years

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The bully

Axl Rose x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 692

Requested by anon: Axl is the school bully for reader one day he comes to the class when no one is around and he fucks her?

Warnings: Smut! Minors Dni.

You were putting your stuff in the school locker when you realized your water bottle wasn't where it should be.

Axl and his stupid little group walked past you, you turned to look at them but immediately turned around again when your gaze met Axl's, who stared at you as he walked down the hall.

You sighed and slammed your locker shut, you could hear Axl's little laugh as he walked away, the obnoxious redhead wore a ridiculously short blouse, showing his pale belly. Short blouses were banned by the school, but the principal was probably too fearful to tell Axl that, and meanwhile, he just walked around school thinking he was Johnny Depp in the 80s.

You dialed back to the already empty classroom, rolling your eyes when you found your water bottle on the table where you were sitting minutes ago. You jumped when the loud noise of the door closing startled you, you turned to look, and for some reason, your body shivered when you saw Axl standing there, in front of the closed door.

You stared at each other for a few seconds before you finally grabbed your bottle and started walking towards the door, your body froze as Axl moved, smoothing his white cropped shirt over his abdomen, and shaking his head in an exaggeratedly teasing way to brush the red bangs off his forehead.

- Y/n. - Axl called out to you, his voice even deeper than you remembered.

- I won't do your homework. - You said, touching the door handle but then Axl positioned himself in front, stopping you.

He laughed sarcastically, his attitude was starting to annoy you.

- Is this what you think I want? - he asked, now serious.

You quickly appraised him, and frowned slightly when you noticed his nipple piercing marking his shirt, he really was a weird guy.

- What more would you want from me?

You felt your cheeks burn when Axl looked at you without even trying to hide his hungry gaze, he licked his lips slowly, tracing his lips with his tongue teasingly, and you tried as hard as possible not to fall into his temptation, after all he always stayed with whoever he wanted, and you weren't like that, or you just thought you were not. You leaned against the wall, crossing your arms and accepting that you wouldn't be able to leave the room until Axl got whatever he wanted.

- I want a lot of things from you, Y/n - he said.

Before you could answer him, he continued.

- But now I'd like to give you something, I can't contain it anymore. - Axl approached you and you just froze. - Why are you always looking at me?

- I... I'm not... - you couldn't say anything that made sense, you just stuttered, Axl being so close to you made you weak, which you never imagined would happen.

- It's because you want the same thing as me - he whispered, now close enough for his lips to lightly touch yours.

Axl waited a few seconds, as if waiting for some answer from you, positive or negative, but in the end he understood your silence, and immediately pressed his mouth to yours, hastily stuffing his hand into your panties. You gave yourself completely to Axl when his tongue entered your throat and his hand held your waist, guiding you to the teacher's desk and laying you down carefully.

You were surprised at how easily your fingers gripped his hair as he pulled off your skirt and panties, as if you really wanted it, and you were just waiting until he did.

As soon as his mouth touched between your thighs, you moaned with pleasure, he just knew perfectly well how to do it. He kissed your pussy multiple times before he started sucking on you, until it was wet enough.

You tried your best to contain your moans, relieving the tension of having Axl's tongue fucking you in breathless gasps.

- I just knew you tasted so sweet. - Axl muttered, not stopping licking your soggy pussy.

You contorted your spine on the table, and as soon as Axl thrusted his first finger inside you, you came.

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liseenle · 2 years

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𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐔𝐏

ANGST but also fluff? Eddie Munson x reader

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Robin and Steve try to make it better for their friend

A/N: PART 1 Here , PART 2 Here

As it turns out, love isn’t easy. At all.

Y/n was learning this more and more every day, and it hurt like hell.

Two weeks had passed since the night of the double date, and since then things had only gotten worse for her. Steve and her had gotten into a huge fight and they weren’t on speaking terms anymore. What struck her was the fact that he didn’t even seem to feel bad about hurting her feelings, nor had he excused himself for going against Y/n’s wishes. Y/n felt he probably was just proud of himself and his plan, because in the end, it had truly worked. Eddie wasn’t in her life anymore.

He was actually, in some sort of way, part of her life, but not in the way she had hoped. Eddie was everywhere, wherever she went, there was that Munson boy too, hanging on to his new chick. It seemed to Y/n that fate was having fun in playing with her feelings, by making her watch from the outside the beginning of a new love. She watched as Eddie walked hand in hand with that girl, as they kissed, as she smiled and flirted with him. And Y/n’s heart had kept on shattering, on and on, even though there should have been nothing left to break by that point.

However, in the past few days, she had felt something new, creeping along inside of her: a sort of numbness, that was now filling every space inside her body. And the more she grew numb, the more tired she felt, the more she isolated herself from the rest of the world. The only person she’d let in, inside herself and her discomfort, was Robin, her best friend through thick and thin. The best friend who never grew tired of comforting her, of hyping her up and encouraging her to move on, although slowly. Robin would spend her afternoons watching films with here, in complete utter silence. She would pick up the phone whenever Y/n couldn’t sleep at night. She would go out of her way to just be there for her, to try and make her smile.

But, although Y/n felt truly grateful and felt a little better whenever they spent time together, Robin wished she could do more for her friend. Seeing her like that, empty of the energy that was normally so intrinsic in her personality, was breaking her heart too. She wanted her back to normal.

So she took matters into her own hands.

It was a cloudy afternoon, November was already giving in to December, and Robin could feel the cold rushing in, creeping up her skin and making her shiver. She walked fast toward the store, her job place. Steve, her best friend and colleague, was standing in front of her by the desk, reading a magazine. Robin quickly moved up to him and slammed her hands right on top of Johnny Depp’s photo.

“Robin what the hell?!” Steve growled back at her, staring at her in disbelief

“Hi”

“Yeah hi, can you please keep your sweaty hands off my magazine?” He told her irritably.

“No.” she told him lowly. She looked seriously angry and Steve, who obviously knew better, went silent and waited for her to continue.

“Just because I haven’t had this conversation with you before it doesn’t mean that I don’t care about it. Because I really do. It’s her feelings we are talking about and you know how much I care about-“

“what?” Steve could be so clueless sometimes, but as soon as Robin had sent him a death glare he understood what she was referring to.

“Oh…”

“Yes you dumb ass. Oh. Is that all you have to say? Oh is not enough. You think you can play cupid? Well you shouldn’t. Because apparently you can only fuck it up. And you did, you fucked it up. Y/n’s been crying for two weeks straight and I’ve been trying to make it better, but I can’t. And it’s your fault. Why did you do it? And where have you been? I don’t understand you. She told you who she liked, she trusted you with the information and you simply ignored her, her and her feelings. I trusted you too. Remember? I told you that I’m into girls, and you said you accepted me. I trusted you like I never trusted anyone else and I felt it was the right choice at the time, is that still true? Because after what you did to her, I’m beginning to think you’d try to change me to if I gave you the chance” she told him without even breathing.

“Robin I would never… you know I support you-“ dread was washing all over him, like a cold tide. He felt he couldn’t swim through it.

“Why did you have to get mixed up in this, Steve? Is it that bad that she doesn’t like a stuck up guy like-“

“Like me?” He interrupted her. But he wasn’t angry, he just seemed… sad.

“Yes. Like you.”

Silence filled the space between them after those cold words, as Steve looked deep into Robin’s eyes. Robin knew she had exaggerated by saying that, but still, she was so angry she couldn’t care less if it hurt him.

“Listen, I didn’t want it to go this way. Frankly, I didn’t even think it could go that bad. I just wanted to make her see that there are plenty of fish in the sea, fish who don’t smoke weed and don’t sell Ketamine to sixteen years old, for a matter of fact”

“Steve, you are so close minded that it hurts” sighed Robin, “you should be the first to know that life isn’t… easy. And people aren’t what they seem! Eddie is a really nice guy, the type that stands up for you when you get bullied and helps you whenever he can. And yes, maybe he does sell weed but probably it’s just because life sucks and everybody needs money and it’s not his fault if people actually buy it from him in the first place either! Yes, he is different. Yes, he does some things which I don’t really like myself, but I know him enough to tell you that he truly cared about Y/n, that he was always gentle and kind, that he made her feel loved and, especially, he made her feel seen. He always saw her for who she is and always accepted her despite that. Her and the traumas caused by fucking demogorgons and Russian shit.

You’re telling me Mason or Matt or whatever that guy was called would even try to understand what she’s been through? Because I don’t think so. I think Eddie is what Y/n needs, someone who she can trust, who can encourage her to embrace the many abnormalities of her life, her differences and quirks, rather than someone trying to make her turn into a person she’s not, making her become normal as everyone else. That’s just boring and basic.”

“Wow, did she even breathe?” Steve asked himself, once again.

“I know I’ve fucked up Robin, I’ve been telling myself this every day for the past two weeks of my life. I just wish I could protect her, you know? I wish I had someone like that with me when Nancy broke my heart. But I didn’t. And I just felt that I had to be that one person for her, even though she didn’t really need it. I just thought that I was preventing her from getting her heart broken but, instead, I was the one who broke it in the first place, who made it happen. I know Eddie isn’t that bad, it’s just that… I love you both and I don’t want you to hurt in anyway”

“Steve. You know I love you. But you really should start communicating more and asking rather than just doing things like this! And you also need to clean the mess you made, ‘cause Y/n’s really unhappy”

“I will” he told her, turning red.

An akward silence filled the space between the two friends.

“do you think Dustin loves Eddie too?” he asks her in a small voice. Robin snorts.

“More than he loves you” she tells him ironically.

#robin buckley #robin and steve #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie the freak munson #steve harrington #stranger things x reader #stranger things #hellfire club

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gabigabigabby · 2 years

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romantic homicide | eddie munson

kas!eddie munson x buckley!fem reader

synopsis: steve and robin had to convince to join them along in the upside down. had you thought you'd be able to see eddie again after having to re-kill him, you wouldn't have gone.

wc: 1.2k

category: angst. angst angst ANGST.

content/warnings: mentions of killing and death.

a/n: this is a lot to take. i miss eddie. enjoy <3

after what you did, you vowed to yourself you'd never step foot into the upside down again. your answer to every single one of steve and your sister robin's pleadings were really simple; i'm sorry, no.

you wouldn't want to see eddie after having to kill him all over again after he was sent by vecna to terrorize hawkins three months ago. when you ask why robin and steve so badly want you to tag along, they said that during one of their light conversations, eddie had asked to see you again. they said he wanted to apologise for ambushing hawkins and that it wasn't him, it was all vecna.

so finally, you came to a conclusion. you would tag along if it gets robin and steve to shut the hell up. "you won't regret this, y/n." steve huffs a sigh of relief.

"we promise this is the last time you'll come with us." robin grins gratefully.

steve, alongside dustin, robin and yourself, drives to the munsons' old trailer. dustin still had the old spear lucas made almost seven months ago, so he brought it along with him.

parking in front of the trailer, steve turns to look at you and robin one more time. he gives robin a nod, that she reciprocates before alighting the vehicle. "you okay, buckley?" he nods in reassurance. "just this one time. okay? and if eddie asks to see you again, we'll tell him you won't."

"yeah," your answer came out as a whisper. "yeah, alright." steve's head nudges towards the trailer you got so familiar with. all those nights you spent with eddie come rushing back into your head, you couldn't help but smile to yourself about it.

the first time you smoked weed together. whenever you'd drift off to la la land, staring into blank space until eddie would blow smoke towards your face, snapping you out of it. "what you thinkin' 'bout, sweetheart?"

you giggle at the pet name. eddie always used it on you, but it feels like the first time all over again. "nothing. just... lucky to have you." you preen.

"buckley, stop. you're gonna make me blush." he swoons.

the first time you brought him back to your place. "baby, you sure robin isn't home? your parents?" eddie's very wary of how loud his footsteps are, so he's tip-toeing... a little bit too dramatically.

"robin's at steve's for movie night tonight, and my parents are in dc, doing... i dunno, fuck shit. no one's home, eds." you explain with ease. you weren't tip-toeing, you weren't whispering either. your demeanor allowed eddie to relax a bit.

one glimpse of your bedroom and he knew he's truly head over heels for you. posters of rock bands adorn the wall your bed was leant against. a whole rack of vinyls sit next to your record player on the left of your bed, from scorpions to metallica. kate bush to the stranglers. alice cooper and tears for fears sat outside the rack, which implied to eddie that they were your recently played artists.

until his eyes land on your vanity. posters of johnny depp, robert downey jr and ralph macchio were plastered above the mirror on one side, heather locklear, brooke shields and phoebe cates on the other. he couldn't help his staring at johnny depp before turning to you. "am i ugly, y/n?"

"what?" you head snaps to face him, your brows furrowing in puzzlement.

"eddie, you're everything compared to them. believe me you, you're hotter than johnny depp will ever be. cuter than rdj could ever be. prettier than macchio thinks he is." your hands make their way towards his as you bring them up to your lips. "don't ever berate yourself like that. look at you." your hands pinches his cheeks.

you climb into the upside down, hoping it'll be the last time. you can't bring yourself to see eddie looking all distressed and... horrible. the things vecna had changed about him, the bloodthirsty creature vecna had made him to be, he'd appear in your nightmares. you couldn't be able to count the amount of times robin would come rushing into your bedroom trying to wake you up from the hell your mind locked you in.

your brain keeps bringing you back to the last time you were in this hellhole. it keeps replaying the moment you stabbed eddie in the heart. you recall the hot tears falling down your face as you did it. you never thought your entire life would lead you to this moment; stabbing your boyfriend in the heart, hoping you killed him for good this time. hoping there is no way he could come back from that.

eddie and vecna were already standing outside the trailer, awaiting your comeback. you could already hear the wet squelching from inside the trailer. you lock eyes with eddie. you looked at him with a tinge of terror in your blue eyes only he'd seen before. eddie stared at you, and when you stared back, his eyes were empty. there wasn't a single thought behind those eyes. "eddie, it's me."

"it's me too," his voice is coarse, rougher than the last time you'd heard it. "master let me go just so i could talk to you again. i miss you, y/n."

"you died, eddie," you shake your head slowly in disbelief. "i killed you."

"master brought me back, sweetheart—"

"no, eddie. you don't get to call me that. you get yourself killed and now you want to sweetheart me?" you scoff. "enlighten me, why am i here? why do you want me here?"

"i want to see you again. for the last time." eddie frowns.

"nah, the last time i wanted to see you was the day i put a blade through your stupid heart eddie. and i can't believe i'm gonna say this, but yeah i cried, but i didn't even regret it. you were better off dead," you pause to wipe the stray tears that you didn't realise had cascaded down your cheeks. "you got yourself killed. you did this to yourself. you didn't care about my feelings. you never did. you only care about what the town will think of you after you die. spoiler alert, they don't give two flying fucks."

you see tears fall down eddie's pale face, but you didn't care. you couldn't bring yourself to care. he did this to you, he deserves to feel like this. "if you wanna kill me for saying this to you, then get it over and done with. because i hate that i still care about you. i hate that i still love you."

"y/n..." eddie croaks out as he takes a step closer towards you, trying to blink back the tears on the brim of his tear ducts.

"and i hate the way i don't hate you. not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all." you couldn't even bring yourself to look at eddie even longer. eddie wouldn't want you to look at him either. he realises his mistake. he should've thought about you before running off towards the bats. he realises how stupid he could really be, to get himself killed and turned into vecna's killing machine, his puppet.

eddie munson is in the wrong. and he deserved to die for it. he deserved that stabbing. he deserved to die all over again in your hands. the initial thought in his undead brain that wishes you'd forgive him had long faded. he didn't deserve your forgiveness. he didn't deserve all your tears. and he sure as hell didn't deserve your sympathy.

you were right. he was better off dead.

a/n: yes i was inspired by kat's poem to patrick in '10 things i hate about you'. i just thought it seemed fitting <3

#eddie munson #stranger things 4 #stranger things angst #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #stranger things

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