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21deppstreet · 1 year

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Doug and Tom stuff :3c

#johnny depp #art #myart #sketches #Doug x tom #Hanson x penhall #21 jumpstreet #hanhall

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johnnyuwudepp · 1 year

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Tom and Doug !!Doug and Tom!!

#johnny depp #21 jumpstreet #doug penhall #Doug x tom #Hanson x penhall #tom hanson\art #art #mine #hanhall

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drarreckyninja · 1 year

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drarreckyninja’s top 50 ships of Dec 2022: #36. Hanhall

#top 50 ships #my ships #countdown #dec 2022 #calendar #21 jump street #tom x doug #hanhall #hanson x penhall

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21jumpstreet-x-reader · 9 months

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Masterlist

Updated: 9/20/23

Tom Hanson

Tom Hanson Headcanons Pretty LadyPretty Girl w/ Pretty Boy Pretty Boy

Doug Penhall

Doug Penhall Headcanons

Harry Truman [H.T.] Loki

N/a

Judy Hoffs

N/a

Dennis Brooker

Pretty Girl w/ Pretty Boy

Captain Adam Fuller

N/a

#21 jump street #yandere 21 jump street #21 jump street x reader #yandere 21 jump street x reader #tom hanson #doug penhall #harry truman loki #judy hoffs #dennis brooker #captain adam fuller

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iridescentprose · 2 years

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The Good Stuff—Penhall x fem!reader

summary; you're undercover as Penhall's girlfriend while trying to bust a drug dealer.

warnings; brief descriptions and mentionings of drugs (crack); brief violence but overall fluff.

author's note: i saw no fics for penhall so I thought, why not? please enjoy!

wc; 1,519

"You're impossible."

The room smelled like a rotting corpse and cigarette smoke. It took all your might to keep yourself from constantly scrunching up your nose and resisting the urge to cough. For the past ten minutes you and Penhall had been arguing on a crusty hotel couch. The couch—covered in burn marks from cigarette butts and cheese cracker crumbs—dipped slightly as Penhall adjusted himself to sit on the edge of it.

He leaned towards you, his jaw loosening as the drug dealer slipped out of his seat to retrieve the package from the back of the room.

"Oh, really? I'm impossible?" He gestured to himself, his eyebrows creased slightly. With each word he spoke his voice rose an octave. You fought the urge not to laugh at his incredulous wide-eyed expression.

Classic Penhall.

"Yes," You said, mimicking his posture as you positioned yourself on the edge of the couch. "What kind of man doesn't pay for their girl's meal? Explain that."

"The type of man who doesn't have the money, sweetheart," Penhall said as if it were obvious. He brushed a hand through his hair, exposing the keyring hanging on his earlobe.

"Well, why didn't you say that before we got to the restaurant?"

"Because you insisted, doll. It's not like it's easy to change your mind," he said before mumbling under his breath, "or make up your mind."

"Well excuse me for not wanting a meal from that greasy burger joint for the third night in a row—"

A crisp, though shrill whistle sliced through air, cutting the argument short. You and Penhall turned to look at the man sitting in the chair across from the both of you.

"Hey!" the drug dealer said, setting down his beer on the coffee table. "Cool it, alright? You and your girl...can work whatever yous got going on later. You want the package or not?"

Penhall slouched against the couch, his arm resting across the back rests. Tenderly his fingers brushed across the fabric of your shoulder as he hummed in thought. You quickly smack his hand away and he scoffs lightly before turning his attention back to the deal. He spared you an eyeroll and held out one of his hands towards the dealer, palm facing upwards. "Yeah, yeah. Let's get down to business."

Grunting in agreement, the dealer slid the package into Penhall's hands. The brown bag crinkled as the undercover cop sat upwards as if he were cradling the weight of the world in his hand. Meanwhile, you dug in your pocket for your gun.

"Is this stuff legit?" Penhall said as he sniffed the bag, taking his time snuffing it out. "You know my girl and I," he paused, settling a free hand on your knee, "if we're gonna party, we party hard with the good stuff, if you know what I mean."

As if on cue, you rolled your eyes and shove Penhall's hand off your knee, making it apparent you weren't in the mood to reconcile with your fake boyfriend. You stand to your feet and walk over to the window, being sure to hide the bulge in your left pocket.

"When she's not having one of her fits, that is," You could hear Penhall mutter before the bag crinkled again.

From the corner of your eye, you watched as Penhall took out the wad out of drugs wrapped in plastic bags, sealed together with duct tape. From a couple feet away you could already tell that the stuff was legit. It was all the evidence you needed. Turning your back to the pair, you peeked out the blinds. Across the way, you saw Hanson's unmarked police car parked on the sidewalk. Judy was in the passenger's seat, saying something in the walkie talkie.

"That legit enough for ya?" The dealer leaned back in his seat and lit a cigarette. "That should be enough to keep your girl happy until kingdom come." He wheezed his way into a laugh before it sputtered into a cough. "I got that on a good deal so are you takin' it or leavin' it, buddy?"

"We'll take it," Penhall said before standing to his feet. He set the bag on the counter, the package thudding against the ashtray that was hosting an unfinished cigarette.

You looked over your shoulder, the both of you meeting each other's gaze. His pursed lips formed a pout and you rolled your eyes.

The signal.

Without hesitation, you reached into your pocket and pulled out your gun, aiming it at the dealer who rose both hands above his head.

"Whoa, whoa! What's goin' here!"

"This was too easy," Penhall said to you, before retrieving his gun from his back pocket. "We might have time to make it to the Burger Shack after all, hun. They close in thirty."

"Would you just check the back?" You said, keeping the gun aimed at the man's chest. "And I'm more of a pizza person, sorry not sorry."

"Hey, pizza works. I'm a man of compromise," Penhall said, as he quickly searched the dealer who sat there in astonishment. "Aren't I, Fritz?" Lightly he clapped his palm against the dealer's cheek before rushing to the back to recover the rest of the narcotics.

Rolling your eyes, you eased closer to Fritz Baker—the city's most notorious drug dealer who happened to be under the radar and living in a dusty hotel. You and Penhall had been undercover for weeks—posing as an argumentative couple in hopes of catching Fritz and his lifetime supply of crack.

"Hands behind your back," You said, sternly. "Now."

In a matter of seconds you had Fritz handcuffed, standing by the door. Soon after, Penhall came stumbling out, packs of narcotics tucked under his arms. He tossed them onto the coffee table, the contents spilling over and onto the stained carpet.

"Hey, watch the merchandise," Fritz said, shooting glares at you both.

Ignoring Fritz entirely, he rubbed his chin before crossing the floor and going over to the window. He peeled back the blinds and waved at Tom and Judy before turning to look at you.

"Need help?"

"No, I've got him," You said, tugging on the handcuffs as you pried open the door. You shoved the dealer into the hall, ignoring the incessant mumbling under his breath.

"Good," he said, falling into step with you. He kept a heavy hand on Fritz's shoulder for good measure, in case the guy was feeling bold enough to run. "The sooner this place is cleaned out, the quicker we can get to that pizza place, huh?"

"In your dreams, Penhall."

But an hour later you and Penhall sat on the floor of your small apartment, sharing a large box pepperoni pizza in celebration of your first successful stakeout. Tom, Judy, and Ioki had left early, leaving only you and Penhall to finish the last two slices in the box.

"You know, you played your part a little too well," he said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin. He sat up from the floor, propping up his knees, his arms resting across his kneecaps.

"Well, if some guy asked me to dinner and made me pay for it all...I wouldn't like that. I don't think any girl would," you said with a shrug. "Not without a warning, at least."

"Well, I wouldn't do that," he said too quickly. He chuckled softly, almost as if he were trying to soften the blow. "I'd take you to the most expensive burger joint in the city and let you order everything off the menu. My treat."

You laughed softly before taking a swig of your soda. You shook your head in disbelief.

"I'm dead serious, [your first name]. Any pizza place you want. You name it, I'm buying. Try me, sweetheart."

"Yeah, okay," You said with a slow nod, ignoring the heat that rose to your cheeks. "Maybe one day I'll give you a ran for your money and we'll see where things go from there." You sighed deeply, a smile tugging its way onto your lips. "I guess I do owe you for believing in me."

And although a small part of you would regret telling him that, you were hopeful for the future. Sitting behind the desk for past two years had put a damper in your mood. Until tonight you shot down Penhall's relentless attempts to ask you out. Before tonight, you had been all about your job. No friends and certainly no crushes. But after your first completed mission, your first successful stakeout...things were starting to look up for you.

"Really? You're serious?" The male beamed and swiped up his soda can before holding it in the air, proposing a celebratory toast. You couldn't help but giggle as you rose your soda can and clinked it lightly with his.

"I'll hold you to that, [your name]," he said before taking a swig from the remainder of his drink. Effortlessly, he crushed the can with one fist and set it aside, watching as you did the same. "I'll hold you to it."

#21 jump street x reader #doug penhall x reader #tom hanson #doug penhall x you #21 jumpstreet reader insert

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dawnfire12 · 2 years

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Lust or Love

Summary: Doug Penhall needs some comforting after he feels like no one in the police force believes him about the dirty cop Adabo.

Doug Penhall x reader

Warnings: Smut. Unprotected sex.

A/N: It’s based off the Besieged episode. I was sad that there isn’t a lot of Doug Penhall fanfic really anyway so I created this one shot. I may be posting a story about him and this character if I have time, highly doubtful, therefore this one shot exists.

“Hey, Doug. Come in.” I swing my apartment door open and wide so Doug can walk into the room. His comforting and musky cologne scent whiffs off him as he passes me to go towards the couch. He’s wearing his leather jacket, a tight black t-shirt that shows off his muscles and blue jeans.

He makes his way into my living room which is about 50 steps away from the front door. My living room has a long dark green couch that leans against a window with closed curtains and has only three gold pillows and two dark blue chairs on either side of the couch. By the chair closest to the window is a blue lamp that can turn off with just one click. A glass coffee table that is gold and has gold butterflies engraved in it sits in front of the couch.

“Do you want something to drink? A beer or glass of wine?” I ask while making my way to the kitchen.

“I’ll take a beer.” He calls from the living room.

I open the fridge door and take out the beer. I pull open the silverware draw with a hard yank as it constantly gets stuck to get out the beer opener. I place them on the kitchen tabletop and take out the cork from the bottle of wine that has been sitting on my counter since I came home from the chapel. I was already planning on having a glass of wine before Doug came over. I pour the wine into my glass, pocket the beer opener in my jacket pocket and carry the beer in my other hand towards Doug.

He stands up when he sees me with my hands full and takes the beer from me, “Thank you.”

I nod and take the beer opener out from my jacket pocket, handing it to him,”No problem,” I take off my jacket and throw it on one of the chairs.

He opens the bottle which lets out a little hiss and takes a sip, “What’s with your look?”

I look down at my skirt and blouse, “What do you mean what’s with my look?”

“You normally don’t dress like that.” He gestures to my outfit.

“Are you saying I don’t dress pretty or I’m not pretty enough to wear this?” I raise my eyebrow.

“No, you’re pretty and it’s a pretty look. It’s not your normal look.”

I smile,”I know. I’m just teasing. Judy and I are working of the murder case of the drug dealer Ozzy. We are posing as his friends to his girlfriend to see if she knows anything. She is such a lovely girl and has an adorable daughter but she’s hooked on heroin. We saw her trying to offer her body in exchange for heroin and it broke Judy’s heart so I took Judy out to lunch to try and help her feel better. Sorry, I’m rattling off while you came here to complain.”

“Nah, it’s okay.”

“What? You got no complaints now? Come on Doug. Talk to me!” I take a sip of my wine.

“It’s just uh nobody believes me.” His eyes are downcast like a depressed puppy.

“Okay, elaborate.” I motion with my hand.

He shifts so his knees are facing mine and places his one arm around the back of the couch while his other arm lays in his lap, “I thought this guy, Adabo, was like the best you could ever be. He’s the guy I wanted to be. And now I think he threw a dealer off a roof,” He pauses for a second, “Or not.”

I place my hand on top of his hand that’s on the back of the couch.

“And I got Hanson riding around with him and he probably thinks I’m crazy too. Fuller thinks I’m crazy. IAD thinks I’m crazy. Maybe I am crazy.”

“Do you think you’re crazy?”

He shakes his head,”No. I think I’m right.”

“Well, okay.” I tilt my head.

“Do you think I’m crazy?”

“Depends.”

He smiles and doesn’t say anything. The silence fills the room and my cheeks start to feel flush. I never took the time to appreciate how handsome Doug looks up close with his hair all slicked back and the gold chain that peeks out from the neckline of his shirt.

He pushes up and moves his face closer to mine before connecting our lips. Our lips move in sync and I grab ahold of the bottom of his shirt. He licks my bottom lip and I open my mouth so our tongues can meet in a delicious kiss. I tightened my grip on his shirt as the kiss became deeper and almost impossible to breathe. He swallows my every breath while his tongue slides over mine. He leans over me more until I’m laying fully on my back.

I open my legs and prop my knees up so he can fit between my legs better. Our lips part and he kisses the right side of my neck slowly. He kisses a particular spot on my neck above my collarbone where he licks and sucks the skin. I gasp, clawing his shoulders and moving my crotch against his.

He leans up, bringing his hands to the hem of my shirt and looks at me for permission. I nod and he takes my shirt off my body. I sit up, reaching for his shirt to take off when he pushes me down and takes it off himself. He leans back down and kisses my chest, passing my boobs and going down towards my stomach. He kisses the skin above where the skirt lays and pushes himself down the couch to kiss me from my right leg up to my underwear. He kisses me through the underwear and I gasp out a moan. He moves the underwear to the side a little and licks me.

I grip onto the back of the couch and moan,”Doug.”

He looks up at me from underneath my skirt and proceeds to give another long lick. I moan and tilt my head back, then I fumble with the zipper of my skirt and pull it down. I try to pull the skirt down my legs but Doug has a hold on my legs.

He looks up at me and I whimper,”Doug please. Take it off of me.”

He leans up to kiss me while his one hand tugs my skirt off of my body. Once it’s off, he throws it somewhere in the living room and wraps my legs around his waist. He places his hands on my back and sits up, making me be a little bit taller than him. I break our lips apart and kiss down his neck. He stands up and walks towards my room. I kiss the left side of his neck until he drops me onto my bed. He moves to lay on top of me but I put my foot on his hard cock.

“Take it off.” I rub my foot on his cock.

He groans and steps away from me, unzipping his pants and kicking them to the side. I open my legs up and he lays back on top of me. He reconnects our lips and takes off my bra. He cups my one boob and brushes his hand over the nipple. I gasp into his mouth. He lowers his mouth down to my nipple and sucks on it. I moan at the feeling of his warm tongue. He does the same to my other boob before heading down towards my underwear, where he drags it down to my feet with his teeth.

He stands up looking at me,”You are beautiful.”

He takes off his boxers and hovers over me while his fingers make their way up to my entrance. He pushes his first thick finger into my clenching pussy and thrusts it. I moan and grip onto the sheets. He adds another to stretch me out and I grip the sheets tighter. My eyes are closed shut until I feel him remove his fingers.

I open my eyes to see him licking his fingers, “Sweet.”

He crawls on top of me and wraps my legs around his waist before thrusting. I gasp out as he sheathes himself to the hilt. He groans before pulling out and shoving it back in.

“Doug.” I moan out and grip his arms.

He thrusts hard, gripping onto my waist and I throw my head back. I tighten my legs around his waist and I move my arms around his back. He drives himself into me and his gold chain dangles in front of me. I dig my nails into his back and he hisses, going faster. I feel my pussy clenching and the pleasure building up more.

“Don’t stop Doug. Please make me cum.” I gasp out as the pleasure builds faster while he grabs my waist harder. He lifts my hips up a little more and thrusts a few more times making him go deeper and it makes the steady pleasure of my orgasm crash so fast that I see stars in my eyes.

He fucks me through my orgasm and turns over so he’s laying on his back and I’m on top. I breathe in and out quickly trying to regain my breath before placing my hands on his chest and moving my hips. From this angle, I can feel him in my stomach. I scratch my nails into his chest as I move my hips in a fast circular motion. He sits up and holds me close to him.

“Doug, please.” I plead into his mouth and kiss him.

He starts thrusting from below and it makes me cry out. He shifts so his knees are up and it helps him thrust inside me better. He thrusts my waist down onto his dick over and over again. I gasp, moan and cry out when my second orgasm washes over me. As I come down from my high, Doug loses control over his thrusts and comes inside of me. He thrusts lazily before pulling out and laying me beside him.

I catch my breath and kiss him one more time before resting my head on his chest and falling asleep for the night, not ready to deal with the consequences that will come from our actions.

#doug penhall #doug penhall smut #doug penhall x oc #doug penhall x reader #21 jump street tv show

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detectiverickitubbs · 2 years

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📜📜 📜 penhall & hoffs / hanson & hoffs / crockett & tubbs!!

Randomly generated Incorrect Quotes:

Penhall x Hoffs can be found x

Hanson X Hoffs can be found x

#fluentineighties #answered ask #Incorrect quotes #Tubbs x Crockett #Miami Vice #Sonny Crockett #Ricki Tubbs #Crockett #Tubbs

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officermilkcarton · 7 years

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Weirdos ❤️

#21 jump street #bts #bloopers #80s #21js #80s tv #actors #johnny depp #tom hanson #peter deluise #doug penhall #holly robinson #judy hoffs #dustin nguyen #ioki #Hanson x Penhall

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iloveitxwhenaplanxcomestogether · 3 years

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21 Jump Street: Incorrect Quotes

Penhall: I bet you, I can hold my beating heart in the palm of my hands!

Hoffs: Doug, that’s impossible

Penhall: “Cups Hoffs’s face” Are you sure?

Hoffs: (Trying not to cry) stop it

#21 jump street #Judy Hanson #doug penhall #hoffs x penhall

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hughgrantsextra · 6 years

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Day 2: Very First Ship

Sooooo the only one I can think of and I'm sure there might have been some before them, but the first ship that I remember actually calling a ship was,

THEY ARE SO FREAKIN CUTE. it was like instantaneous the way they worked together and I absolutely started shipping them the moment they were together.

THEY ARE SO FREAKIN CUTE. I just can't get over how adorable they are! They are my favorite pairing of people and I'm so glad that I started shipping them when I did and not AFTER a show ends like i usually do.

I CAN'T STAND IT. I'm so happy that this episode happened too. like I just squealed so hard when this happened.

It was a gay club episode too and it just worked out so perfectly. Doug was all worried about it and Tom was perfectly fine. sigh.

Also, I need to say that I'm pretty sure Johnny and Peter totally ship tom and Doug too because they showed up in the movie and basically wrote and acted what us fangirls wanted. Even though they died in the movie some 10 or so years later im still very happy with how it all turned out. it's like they completely threw away the last few seasons of the show and I couldn't be happier.