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malavera · 1 year

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(18+) I'll show you how I am yours — Tom Cruise

summary: you're being emotional because it's that time of the month, Tom had to assure you for the millionth times that he's not going anywhere. To seal the deal just to convince you, he shows you how he's devoted to you and only you.

warnings: lil bit of fluff & angst, age gap (25/59), mature content, allusions to period sex, daddykink.

tagging: @tomsf18 @helloitstsyu @moondustfairies @deanscroissant @katherineswritingsblog @elenavampire21 @gypsymoon548 @love2write2626

We all know each month, a woman does not stay sane the same. The pre-menstrual mood swings would comes in various ways. We are all familiar with the Obsessive thoughts, easily irritated to feeling guilty and most importantly very self-critical. Your beloved has dealt with all kinds of moods and symptoms that you projects every month. But, he never complains. In fact, he lets you be however your mood wants you to be. When you said you wanted to be alone, although you made it clear after you snapped at him that you wanted him to leave you be—he would. But, it’s not like what you fear. He would close the door, lean against the wall besides it and wait for at least 5-10 minutes or more, for you to cool down—then he’d walk back in either with a cup of tea or bringing up your favorite sweets.

He’s different from the last two guys you dated. Because when it’s your time of the month, they’d never take you serious. They’d never wanted to take care of you, all they would do is complain on why couldn't you control it, why do you choose to snap at him, why are you so angry all the time and always ends up with a fight. That’s why you’re always insecure and afraid when the time has come, how would your new beloved react to you getting through all of these crazy hormones.

Sighing, you tighten your grip around his torso, snuggling your cheeks more to his chest. A negative thought has occurred, being a woman comes with so many fears towards man. What if it’s all just a façade?

“Tommy,”

“Yes, darling?”

“Do you think I’m pretty?” Tom scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, a small smile displayed on his face, turning his attention from the TV to look down at you.

“What do you mean? Of course you are beautiful, baby.” He replied with a kiss on your forehead.

“Why did you chose me?”

“Don’t you find me irritating sometimes?”

“Do you ever find me irritating?”

“Is there anything that I should change?”

“Out of all people, why did you choose me?”

"Would you ever leave me if you find anything that doesn't suits you?"

“Do you really love me?”

In all honesty, listening to all of your insecure questions due to your obsessive thoughts, aches his heart. Tom concludes that you have abandonment issues. Which breaks his heart not because he doesn't want you around, but it's because how easily you belittle yourself sometimes when you became his partner. He's glad that he found you, but he's not a jerk, he wished that you would've loved yourself more than you love anybody else.

"I'm sorry, do you think I'm annoying for talking too much?"

"I'm sorry if I would snap at you in any time of day later today, I wouldn't mean to. It's the hormones you know?"

Tom sighs with a warm smile on his face, he gestured for you to sat up and lean against the pillows, his arm placed behind your shoulders.

"Baby, listen to me... You don't have anything to be sorry for, okay? I understand. No, you could never irritate me. No, I would never find you irritating. No, there isn't a thing I want you to change, you're perfect in your own way." He gently spoke, his knuckles moving a strand of your hair out of your face.

"I chose you, because I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You're a good woman, you have a good heart. Yes, you may be tough at some time or place and you'd stand on your ground when it comes to your principles, but I respect that. I love you." Your lips tremble, the tears forming in your eyes almost blurred your vision as you are moved listening to the wonderful speech he said about you.

"You would never leave me, right Tommy?" You muttered.

"I would never. Because you're mine, and let me show you how I am yours."

And with that, his soft lips connected with yours—pulling you to sit across his lap gently without hurting you as your body is fragile during your period. His big and calloused hands caressing your sides, feeling the soft fabric of your baby pink tank top sending you shivers down your spine as the actions gives your brain ideas on what could those hands do. Just by thinking about it, sends tingle through your pussy as you start grounding your ass on his growing tent.

"Tommy, I think we should stop." You spoke in between the kiss.

"Hmm, why?" His lips captured your bottom lips, seductively tugging on them, as his eyes watches the way it bounces back once he lets go.

"I want you, but I'm on my period. It'll be a mess, besides, don't you find it disgusting?" Your voice sounded so soft and delicate, it almost came out as a squeak and he finds it adorable.

"I told you, I'm going to show you how I am yours, right? Then let me show you, baby." He muttered against your neck before he connected his lips to your sensitive flesh as you throw your head back rolling your eyes closed, your mouth fell agape letting out a moan.

His hands went to play with your clothed breasts before he tore the fabric off of your body, earning a gasp from you. He switched from your neck to snatch one of your nipples with his mouth, giving a light suck as the other he played with. You could never understand the anatomy of a woman's body, on why when men played with our breasts and giving them attention—an electricity will spark down to our pussy. Or is it just you?

You couldn't help but grind your hips against his bulge, circling and grounding to let him know that you really need him as soon as possible. But, he's taken his sweet time on getting you all worked up. He wants to prep you, before he goes on action.

"Tommy, please.."

"That's not my name, what's my name?" You whimpered, with a slap to your ass another one escaped.

"Need I remind you, baby?"

"Daddy, please. I need you, I need you to fuck me, now please." You pleaded.

"See, that wasn't so bad right?" He breathed. He switched both of you as you are now laying against the bed with him on top of you. He spread your legs as if its your wings, wide. He stands on his knees, palming his tent, looking at you with his jaw clenched.

“Now, I don’t care how messy it’s gonna get cause daddy’s gonna fuck you so good your pussy’s going to only want no one but me.”

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cinemabuffoon · 6 months

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If I'm not supposed to have crushes on middle aged men then why are they so hot? Explain that political party of your choosing

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sluttyhenley · 7 months

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No one would have believed, in the early years of the 21st century, that our world was being watched by intelligences greater than our own. That, as men busied themselves about their various concerns, they observed and studied, the way a man with a microscope might scrutinize the creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency men went to and fro about the globe, confident of our empire over this world. Yet across the gulf of space, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic regarded our planet with envious eyes and slowly and surely drew their plans against us.

WAR OF THE WORLDS (2005) - dir. Steven Spielberg

#war of the worlds #tom cruise #dakota fanning #tcruiseedit #tomcruiseedit #scifiedit #science fiction #cinematv #junkfooddaily #movieedit #moviegifs #filmgifs #filmedit #flashing gif #*#sorry for having a tom cruise breakdown in the year of our lord 2023 #as if it's my fault

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honeymvnt · 5 months

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I want it all [18+]

Ethan Hunt x !fem!reader

Words count: 3.4k

A/N: After hearing about the death of every member of his team, Ethan realizes that he’s the only one left alive, or at least this is what he thought before you found him again.

Warnings: Ethan in Mission Impossible 1 is a warning…. Jk, again this is a smut so you know what you’re doing.

This is for my Mav, girl I love you @mqverick 🎀

It was early in the morning when you came back to the apartment where you and the rest of the team settled down to organize the whole mission.

A lot have happened since the beginning of the operation and you couldn't come to think that everyone was dead.

The sequence of events went so fast that you found yourself roaming through the cold streets in the hope that no one was following you, with your thoughts glued on how everything went terribly wrong. The annoying taste of them was leading your mind to think about the only person you knew could've saved himself, Ethan.

It was around four in the morning when you quietly climbed the stairs of the building and the suspense was devouring you and you didn't even want to think about what you had to tell to Kittridge, how to deal with him and what have happened and why you were the only one left alive.

You were so focused on your own reflections, on your fears and preoccupations that you didn't even notice that there were two light bulbs missing from the lamp walls hanging at the end of the hallway.

You approached the room, making sure to be quiet enough not to make any noise but broken glasses echoed through the whole building when you stepped in front of the door.

The glass kept cracking under your feet and you hurried yourself inside to lock the door behind you as fast as you could.

The big room was still, weirdly still like never before. You looked on your left as you caught your reflection on the tall windows that were showing the beautiful Prague in front of them.

Your eyes scanned the area until when you noticed that somebody have been there before you.

"Ethan?" You called him, walking towards the table where his computer was open on some website you've never seen before. You tried to recall where you've seen the logo before but once again your eyes made their way down the book next to it. When you tried to reach for it a hand grabbed your wrist and within a second your back was pressed against the wall and your breath stopped in your throat before your eyes shot open to meet his.

He was alive. You knew it. With a gun pointed right in front of your face and his arm locking you againts the wall as if you were the enemy. He was different from when you've seen him a couple of hours earlier: his eyes were a bit red with such rage that you didn't even recognize yourself. Your heart started to pound against your chest when you noticed that he wasn't letting go of you as you thought he would've.

"Ethan... what are you doing?" Your voice was shaky, your eyes fixated into his while you tried to get rid of his grip but the muscles of his arms tensed even more, his eyes darkened and the gun followed you.

"Turn around" your lips parted, ready to protest but you couldn't believe at what was happening right there. As complicated as the situation was already, you didn't want to upset him even more and so, you did as he ordered you to.

Ethan quickly grabbed your wrists and held them behind your back while the gun was slolwy moved down your back and remained there.

"Who sent you?" His whole body was now against yours, pressing against your back, trying to get an answer out of you, an aswer you didn't even have since that all you did was coming back like the rules say.

"No one..." you replied, trying to understand his position in all of this.

"Bullshit" Ethan said and spun you around to face you again.

"Who the fuck sent you?" You shook your head almost with desperation as you heard the sound of the bullet loading the gun, ready to shoot if needed and you knew you had to make him reason and break whatever defense he was trying to build against you.

"No one, no one sent me" His eyebrows were frowned and his hands were putting even more pressure around your wrists as he dragged you into the bedroom.

"Ethan? I don't understand..." you confessed as he put the gun into his pants and started to move his hands all over you.

"Where have you been?" His voice was against your neck and his hands were having no mercy on your body as they moved from your legs, up to your stomach and under your breasts, looking for something.

"Ethan stop this..." you tried to move away but he didn't let you.

He did not care how far this was going and besides how scared you were and how in disbelief you were about the way he was acting with you, you found it almost arousing.

"Where have you been mm?" He asked you again, turning your body around so you were facing him once again. He held you in place, letting his intense gaze devour you whole, and waited for the answer as if everything in the world depended on it.

"I... I was- looking for you" you said trying to make him reason but he didn't seem open to that and held you with both of his big hands and pinned you down on the bed.

You were almost in tears but the excitement that you were still trying to deny from yourself was even worse. How could you even find something like this attractive? Yet, there you were, almost begging for more but hiding it with tears of fake terror.

"You were looking for me" he said quickly, while his hands moved down your waist and squeezed your hips.

You unconsciously let out a whimper when he did that and his eyes immedialtly looked up towards yours. He tilted his head and a smirk made the corner of his lips curl like you've never seen before. All of this was new to you and you were still trying to process the previous hours you've spent roaming through the streets, hoping to find him alive, safe.

"You were looking for me?" Ethan asked while his hands forcefully spread your legs in front of him and his body was once again pressed against yours.

He was staring down at you, studying every single emotion you were letting out, the slightest noises you were making because of him and you haven't even noticed how hot you felt when he hovered above you in such way.

You swallowed hard and your lips parted to speak, to at least try to ptotest but as humiliating as it was right now, you wanted it, you wanted it real badly and he knew it.

Maybe he knew it all along, before all of this mess, before the whole mission. Maybe he wanted you for so long that the shock of losing you made him so scared and mad that he needed to be like this to have you.

Or maybe he knew something that you didn't and it was hard for him to trust you.

"Not speaking again?" Ethan grabbed your cheeks with a hand and forced you to stare at him "who sent you?" He asked once again but you gave him no answer.

He let go of your face and moved his hands roughly down on you again until when he found the end of your sweater and took it off of your body.

He looked at you and devoured you with those eyes of his as you noticed how his breathing fastened and his hands were desperately trying to touch all of you.

"You like this..." he said frowning when his attention focused on the way your body was responding.

He wasn't happy about it, obviously because he knew there was something wrong going on but you were not talking, you were simply not giving him what he wanted from you.

Ethan held your chin and spoke again with that tone that was making you dripping wet "you like being treated like this" his jaw clenched and your lips parted looking at his.

His hand slowly moved up your cheek and your eyes were not leaving his, not even for a second before he crashed his lips on yours. Never in your life you had such a kiss and only god knows for how long you've been waiting to be kissed by him like that.

He was so fast that without even realizing his hands were holding your thighs around his waist and his lips were roughly kissing all of your body.

You weren't able to form a single sentence nor a single thought besides embracing what he was doing to you.

When his hands reached for your trousers he quickly pulled them down your legs, until your ankles before tossing them away.

His mouth was consuming you in the most lustful way a human can even imagine and you couldn't help yourself but moan his name, bite your lips and wrap your legs around him even tighter.

You both didn't know how desperate you were for each other until now. You didn't know what the hell was going on in this room and how many people were looking for the both of you by now and you didn't care about it, just like you didn't care about how wrong this was, considering the circumstances.

He kissed your lips over and over again, forcing his tongue into your mouth and you weren't hesitanting to let him have you.

"I saw you dying" he said panting, between a kiss and another while your hands moved down his, still clothed, chest.

"It doesn't matter" you kissed him back and took off his shirt before he held your waist and pulled you even closer to his body.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and with a swift move you were now on top of him with one of his arms was holding you in place.

"It does matter..." he said after you, looking up at you waiting for an answer but instead, you moved on his lap and spread your legs while your hands undid the buckle of his belt.

"It does..." he continued but a moan escaped from his lips when you kissed his lips again.

"Does it?" You asked confidently now, but when his hands run up your back and his mouth moved down your neck, until your chest, you lost it.

He felt the tension in your muscles and smirked against your skin.

"Yeah...it does" he whispered and his fingers moved along your sides, making their way down your thighs as you shivered and arched you back towards him. You bit your lips at the feeling and your eyes fell shut when he reached the waistband of your underwear and slowly pulled them down your thighs.

The anticipation was killing you, making your lungs suffer from the heavy breathing and your mouth wet at the thought of kissing him again. You didn't even want to confess how sensitive you already were just because of all that happened, how quickly it was happening and how insanely attractive he was.

When his cold fingers touched you right where you were needing him the most, without even a warning, your hands suddenly tightened on his shoulders and the moan that you let out made him bite his lips to kill his own.

He spread your wetness all over your folds and you tried your best not to let out a sound , just to prove him that you could've resisted if you really wanted to.

Ethan was watching you, your every expression of pleasure he was causing you, your every movement and sound and you knew he wanted you more, he needed more.

"Let me hear you" he demanded, pinning you down on the bed again, making a moan escape from your lips while his his fingers started to stretch you out and his eyes were locked into yours.

"Fuck-" you said before taking a deep and quick breath

"Yes just like that" he smirked down at you and started to kiss your lips, going lower and lower.

You were struggling beneath him but it was the kind of struggle that turned him on, the kind of effort he liked from you and he was just as good as you imagined at making you sweat for it. Yes you've been imagining this all along and you were craving for it. You were dying to feel all of this, to feel him and the more you thought about how many fantasies you had with him the more you felt turned on by them.

His hands were caressing your skin, gripping on it to make sure to leave a mark afterwards so you had no other choice than stick with him.

"Ethan-" you gasped when he started to slide his fingers in and out of you, curling them to hit the right spot and make your eyes roll back. Your hips started to move along with his pace until when you didn't even realize that he had stopped moving and you were just riding them yourself.

He watched you with amusement and excitement, feeling his cock throb just at the thought of how tightly you were gripping his fingers inside of you and how wet you were getting after each pump of them.

His hand moved down to remove his boxers and free himself from the struggle.

You kept rolling your hips forward before he wrapped his huge arm around your waist and quickly switched position so you were on top of him again.

He looked up at you with eyes full of thrist for you and all you did was wrapping your arms around his neck and kiss him, bringing your body even closer to his so your chest was pressed against his.

Your hands slowly moved down his torso before you glanced down at him and he captured your lips in his again.

You adjusted yourself on his lap, biting your lips even harder than before, feeling his hard cock right against your stomach.

"Ride it" he said looking up at you and only then you noticed how bright they were, how much desperation he was holding back since the first moment he met you. He would've begged you if needed but as excited and ready as you were, you preferred to save it for another occasion.

You slowly stood up from him and placed both of your hands on his shoulders while his moved up your back, to bring you closer. He gently helped you down on his cock as you bit your lips to kill another desperate moan, trying to let your mind ignore how big he was and just take it as deeper as you could.

"fuck-" he groaned holding your hips in place, breathing heavily against your skin as you whined at how well he was stretching you out, feeling it throb in anticipation when your wet walls started to grip onto him for dear life.

The pleasure was taking over you as your mind was taken away by his images scrolling right in front of your closed eyes before you suddenly felt his hand moving up your stomach to cup one of your breasts and squeeze it lightly.

"Ethan-" you moaned feeling how hot his skin was against yours and how his lips parted when you looked back at him. Your movements became sloppier when he kissed your mouth and moved down to nibble on the skin of your chest while his hand slowly made its way up to the back of your neck.

"C'mon babe" Ethan said breathless as he noticed how much you were struggling to take it but you were so close to the edge, so close to let it go but holding back to make it last longer.

"I can't-" you cried out as your head fell backwards and your nails dug into his skin before he held you down on the bed once again.

He was still inside of you but he was staring at you, at how beautiful you looked right beneath him, with your cheeks changing shades of pink and your long dark lashes touching the top of your eyes.

"You're so... beautiful" he whispered, bending down to kiss your cheek but moving down your neck to kiss you as if he knew this would've been the first and last time you were doing this.

Your eyes fell shut and all you felt was your body melting within his, the hotness of his skin and the tension in his muscles as he held himself right above you.

"Please Ethan..." you whispered as your hands moved down his arms and his eyes returned to yours and sparkled at your words.

You were trying to read him, to understand what was going on through his mind while he was looking at you like this, if he was even aware of what was going on but his lips were too tempting and you found yourself putting your thoughts aside and kissing him before he started to move back and forth.

"Please?" Ethan asked against your lips as he felt how your grip tightened around his arms and you nodded in response, keeping your eyes closed to savor the moment.

His thrusts were slow and torturous, making yourself wetter and his movements smoother inside you.

“Faster” you moaned and he didn’t hesitate to give you what you asked for.

Ethan sped up his pace, holding you down and hitting the same spot repeatedly to make you arch your back for and more, making your eyes wet with tears and your body burn beneath his.

One of his hands was holding your thigh around him and the other was still holding you in pace as yours were tightening even more around the skin of his arms.

Your chest was rising and falling quickly and the noises he was making were only driving you insane and dangerously close to your break point.

“I wanted you for so long” Ethan said closer to your ear before kissing your jaw and moving down your neck.

His words filled your heart, wrapped around it and squeezed it between your lungs as you felt his love embracing you. You gave in even more.

Your walls clenching over and over again around him, making Ethan’s eyes fall shut and his grasp on you even tighter.

“Me too…” you confessed and watched him move above you as if it was the most beautiful sight you’ve ever seen in your life and it really was.

You felt the knot in your stomach growing uncontrollably as he keep sliding in and out of you, kissing your lips, trying to be as quiet as possible but it was impossible.

“I’m- going to…” you managed to say between a gasp and another but Ethan kissed you and spoke up again before you could.

“Let go for me” the way he made you shiver just with those words was all you needed to reach the peak.

Your lips parted again and tears steamed down your cheeks before he buried his face in the crook of neck and moaned your name.

“Oh god-“ Your walls clenched painfully as you came all over him and he emptied himself inside of you, groaning against your skin and breathing heavily as pleasure washed over the two of you.

He didn’t move away yet and his eyes slowly met yours once again and you really couldn’t help yourself anymore but smile at how they sparkled at you.

Ethan smiled back at you and hugged you as tight as he could.

All the tension that the night had built, all the losses that you both went through, the fear you experienced when you knew everyone didn’t survive and the joy that hit you when you saw that he was still alive, waiting for you with terror in his eyes as if you were a ghost coming back to take him with you or even an enemy… it was all gone.

You held him with all the strength left in your body and his hand stroked your hair, his lips trailed kissed down your neck as he spoke to you.

“I thought I’d lost you” you smiled at his words and tears fell down your cheeks once again.

“You will never lose me” you met his eyes as you cleft your heart talk to him “never”.

He smiled back at you and kissed your whole face, making sure not to leave any spot unkissed before he laid down with you and held you close to him, to make sure nothing could’ve separated the two of you.

“Never”

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cruisecel · 9 months

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tom cruise at minority report premieres (2002)

#tom cruise #top gun #mission impossible #jerry maguire #y2k #cinema #minority report #magnolia #his braces #personally minority report is my favourite tom cruise movie #it was the best to watch for me.. i love action and science fiction #but all time fav is magnolia of course #sorry guys im new to tumblr

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providence-park · 8 months

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"How can man die better: than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods."

OBLIVION (2013)

Dir. Joseph Kosinski

#mygifs #scifi #cinema #science fiction #film #oblivion #tom cruise #oblivion 2013 #oblivion film #tw flashing #flashing gif

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pedroam-bang · 5 months

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Oblivion (2013)

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maverickbabes · 1 year

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Maverick x female!reader

Warnings: Sir kink, smut 18+, slight swearing, age gap (33 years), foreplay, edging, a little bit of BDSM, lots of smut,

Summary: Maverick has an idea on taking photos of you however he wants to. He brings up the idea one night while you guys are having a little movie night.

Maverick had his arm wrapped around you, holding you to his side as his hand rested on your butt while you guys watched Grown Ups. He stopped paying attention to the movie about 15 to 20 minutes in the movie. His mind was somewhere else, somewhere risque and somewhere that held some of his fantasies.

One was polaroids. He wanted to take pictures of you in all different ways and positions.

He wanted to tied you up and have you spread open just for him

He wanted you in your lingerie with your hands cuffed behind you.

Hell, He wanted pictures of him inside you. The face you make when he bottoms out and you feel him in your stomach.

He wanted to have a picture album of risque pictures of him and you. He just wanted you. badly.

Maverick let out a quiet groan as he felt himself get hard just from his thoughts. He adjusted himself on the couch and tried to make it not noticeable while he tried to focus on the movie. You moved around trying to find a more comfy spot, rubbing your butt on his thigh.

"Fuck.." He moaned quietly as he closed his eyes. You glanced at him and smirked to yourself. You gently climbed onto his lap which made his eyes shot wide open. "Hi.. Sir" You purred seductively in his ear as you gently grind your hips, feeling his member against your center.

"Y/n." He said with a warning tone as he gripped your hips, moving them in a rhythm. You leaned close to his face, your lips inches apart from each other as he lets out a breath. "What's wrong Sir, can't handle me? Can't handle this? You taunted as you pressed yourself down on his lap where he could feel you.

One of his hands reached up and grabbed your neck as he forced you to look at him and kissed you passionately. "Bedroom. Now." He demanded as he slapped your ass while you got up and ran towards the bedroom.

God you love it when he gets rough and feisty, It's hot.

You heard his footsteps coming up the stairs and making their way to the bedroom door. He shuts the door behind him before going to the end of the bed, looking you up and down. "I have an idea I want to try princess, Do you trust me?" He asks you, leaning down to where he was eye level to you.

Nodding, you attempted to give him a kiss but he moved away and held your chin with his hand. "I need to hear you say it kitten, you know the rules y/n" He says as he looks you in the eyes. "Yes Maverick, I trust you" You assured him before straightening up to kiss him.

"Good girl" He praises before kissing you gently on the forehead. He walks over to the drawer and grabs a few items before setting them on the bed and going over to his nightstand to pull out a Polaroid camera and a Canon camera.

"Cameras?" You blurted out as you heard him chuckled before feeling the bed shift from his weight. "I have an idea. I want to take pictures of you." He tells you as he rubs his hands up and down your arms. "I want pictures of you. Pictures only I can see baby girl" He whispers in your ear as it sends shivers down your spine.

"Shall we begin princess?" He asks you and you let out a soft 'yes' as he took off your sweats and just left you in your panties and his shirt. A wave of confidence rushed through you as you posed for the camera doing pouty looks, sexy looks, sensual looks, etc.

"So beautiful baby, so beautiful" He praises as he looks through the camera lens. You grabbed a pair of handcuffs and looked at the camera. "Come and get me sir" You purred seductively as he sets down the camera before climbing onto the bed next to you, kissing you feverishly in the process.

"Hmm look at you kitten, all soaked for Sir and I barely touched you" He says running his hand along the side of your now bare body. You closed your eyes as you felt his thumb playing with your clit while two fingers entered inside you. "Mmm sir" You moaned as he entered another finger and doing the "come here" motion, hitting your g-spot.

The tight feeling in your stomach began to form as you felt your orgasm slowly approaching. "Aw does my baby want to cum?" He taunts as he moves his fingers slowly inside you, making sure you feel them. Nodding you bucked your hips against his palm but right when you were about to release, he slipped them out and licked your juices.

"Damn princess, you taste so sweet" He moans as he kisses his way up your body. "Sir please I need-" You started to say but let out a loud moan as you felt him push his dick inside you. "FUCK" you moaned and arched your back in pleasure.

"God kitten you're so tight and needy for me. Such a good girl for Sir" He praises as he quickens his pace. You squeezed your walls around him as he picked up your leg and held it over his shoulder while the other one was wrapped snug around his waist.

The orgasm formed in your stomach once more and you whimpered while wrapping your fingers in his hair, tugging a little. He let out a groan as he speeds up. "Fuck baby I'm gonna cum. Cum with me" He pants and closed his eyes as he felt your walls squeeze around his size so good.

Both of you came at once and you felt dizzy from the edging and everything in general. Once you guys calm down from the high Maverick slowly slides out of you, causing you to hiss in pain as he slowly gets up and goes over to his dresser where the pictures and cameras were.

He smirked before picking them up and walking over to you as you snuggled up on him. "I like that one" You say as you point to the one where you were biting your bottom lip and teasingly lifting up your shirt, winking in the process.

"This one is definitely going in my wallet along with this one" He says smiling proudly. He holds the one where you're in black lingerie and your hands are cuffed behind, while you are blindfolded. You smacked his chest playfully "Pete! People could see that" You said trying to take the picture from him.

"Nuh uh it'll be in a place where only I can see it. No one else can see my gorgeous princess" He smirks before putting it in his nightstand drawer.

"If anyone sees it, you're dead" You said in a fake warning tone.

"Yea yea come here" He says grabbing you and tackling you into the bed.

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You're a good man, Cage. I wish I had the chance to know you better. Edge of Tomorrow (2014) dir. Doug Liman

#filmedit #scifiedit #usermichi #userrobin #userlenny #userleo #userangela #chewieblog #edge of tomorrow #tom cruise #emily blunt #2010s #science fiction #action #gif #gina #flashing gif

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tygerland · 1 year

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Minority Report (2002)

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malavera · 1 year

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Aftercare — Ethan Hunt’s Headcanon

Ethan Hunt is Ethan Hunt

looks may not as scary as he projects but he is

to his enemies underneath, his charms is just a façade

but not with you, and to you

he might be dangerous but he’s such a big fur ball with you

he treats you so good, you thought it was all an act so he could dig up some kind of secrets that you hold as if you’re working for a serious bad people

when in fact the only crime you ever did was steal a candy back when you were 11 years old

thats not the point though

you love him, dearly

you love how he’s big and bad towards everyone but not to you

especially in bed;

although he likes to have it rough with you, spanking you, treating you like a whore

the sex was all worth it because after that, he won’t make you feel like one

once your body plopped down against the bed along with his, he would instantly coddle you

“baby, are you okay?”

“did i hurt you?”

“let me see, were you hurt? was i too hard?”

he would kiss the part of your body where he laid his hands on or when he gripped you

“i’ll be right back baby.” the sentence is always spoken, and with a kiss on the forehead

he would get up from bed and fetch a warm towel to clean you up

he would be gentle around some areas, in fact he’s all too gentle

“hey, baby, come on let’s go pee. you need to pee, come on come on.” in a cute way, playfully slapping your thighs to get you up and accompany you to the bathroom

once everything is settled, its cuddle time underneath the warm sheets

and he would ask again

“baby tell me, did i hurt you? was i too hard?”

“i don’t want to hurt you.”

you would smile and shook your head no

“you could never hurt me, ethan. i loved it. and i love you.”

with that kind of response he would leave kisses all over your face

“you know i love you most, baby.”

#ethan hunt #mission impossible #ethan hunt x reader #ethan hunt x y/n #ethan hunt imagine #ethan hunt dirty imagine #ethan hunt smut #ethan hunt fics #ethan hunt fanfiction #ethan hunt fan fiction #tom cruise #tom cruise fics #tom cruise smut #tom cruise imagine #tom cruise dirty imagines

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destinedtobeloved · 1 year

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Am I the only one disappointed disgusted in the lack of Ethan hunt x reader fan fiction out there or what

#mission impossible #tom cruise #mission: impossible #fan fiction #fan fiction writers #ethan hunt x reader

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SUMMARY: Rooster falls in love with Hangman’s girlfriend.

WRITTEN BY: A.Wölf.

POSTER / MASTERPOST: [ X ]

CHAPTER SONG: “Turn Around” -Iration

AO3: [ X ]

NOTES: Maverick enters the chat. Also... a bit NSFW?

Enjoy!

“Hangman.” Bradley greeted but it sounded more like a question. “What- what are you doing here?”

“Listen, I wouldn’t have come here if it wasn’t an emergency, all right?”

At the sound of her ex-boyfriend’s voice, she immediately tensed up but inched closer to the door to eavesdrop. Hangman was asking Bradley if he had seen her after the bar incident and claimed to be worried because she wasn’t at her place or answering her phone.

“Maybe she’s not answering your calls because she dumped you?” Rooster sarcastically said then paused ready to rub it in Hangman’s face. “I mean we were all there, Hangman. We all saw it.”

Hangman let out an exasperated sigh.

“I am really not in the mood, Rooster.” He warned.

She felt bad. She didn’t want Bradley lying on her behalf and she certainly didn’t think it was fair to let Hangman feel guilty, thinking that something bad had happened to her. She shyly came out of the shadows and stepped into view. For a split second there was nothing but relief in her ex-boyfriend’s face but then it turned into a completely different thing when he realized that she was wearing one of Rooster’s Hawaiian shirts. Hangman then stared at Bradley finally noticing that he wasn’t wearing a shirt, and he saw red; he tightened his jaw as he felt his blood starting to boil, and he glared at his fellow pilot as he made a tight fist with his right hand.

“You slept with my girl, Rooster?”

Bradley nervously glanced at Hangman’s ex but the silence was too long for impatient Hangman to handle, so he punched Rooster in the face causing him to stumble backwards and almost take a fall. Her eyes widened with horror and her mouth fell open. Bradley stood up straight, wiped his nose and then looked at his hand realizing that he was bleeding. He let out a dry chuckle before he launched himself at Hangman. Before she knew it, they were wrestling one another outside, on the sand, and no matter how much she yelled at them to stop, they weren’t listening.

By a miraculous twist of fate, Maverick pulled up on a motorcycle and got off in a rush when he saw the two of pilots fighting. He had to use all his strength to break them apart.

“Stop! Rooster, cut it out!” He ordered while holding Bradley back with one arm and extending the other to press the palm of his hand against Hangman’s chest to keep him from getting any closer. “What the hell is going on here!?”

Hangman, sporting a busted lip now, sniffed loudly and glared at Bradley.

“Rooster slept with my girlfriend.”

Bradley let out a chuckle.

“You’re a fucking child, Jake.”

Maverick frowned and looked completely stunned by Hangman’s words as he let go of Bradley to look into his eyes.

“You did what?” He asked.

“Nothing happened!” Hangman’s ex clarified. “Rooster was kind enough to let me stay the night so I wouldn’t ride a cab alone at midnight.”

“And you rode him instead?” Hangman reproached.

“Hey!” Maverick scolded. “You don’t talk to a woman like that.”

“And what if she had?” Rooster challenged.

“Bradley…” Maverick warned with disapproval.

“Do I need to say it again? She broke up with you.”

Hangman took one menacing step towards Rooster but Maverick stood between them.

“That’s enough. Go home, Hangman.”

But he just stood there, killing Rooster a thousand times with a single glare.

“I said go home, Jake!” Maverick snapped.

Bradley, now fully dressed, was sitting in his living room and Maverick was standing in front of him with his hands on his waist, lecturing him. Hangman’s ex was giving them some privacy by sitting outside on the porch steps but she could hear everything.

“Whatever’s going on between you and Hangman, you need to sort it out. You’re supposed to be a team. We’re not playing games here. If you two can’t work out your differences, you’ll end up putting everyone else at risk.”

“Why are you here?” Rooster asked, tired of feeling like a kid.

“I brought your motorcycle back and I was going to ask you if you wanted to come to the shop with me. I’m restoring an F-14.”

Bradley kept his eyes glued to the floor and stayed silent while Maverick pulled out the motorcycle key from one of his jacket pockets and placed it on the coffee table.

“Maybe some other time.” He added as he patted him twice on the shoulder and walked away.

He walked out the door and past her on the steps as he put on his sunglasses, but once his boots touched the sand, he turned around to look at her.

“You’re a good kid.” Maverick began. “I trust that you’ll find a way to help settle this?”

She stared at Maverick and felt the pressure of his words, so she gave an obedient nod.

“Sure, Mav.”

“Good.”

She watched him leave and took a deep breath before standing up to join Bradley inside.

“You’re going to need ice on that.” She said as she walked towards the fridge.

She pulled out a bag of frozen pineapple chunks and sat next to Rooster before handing it to him. Rooster was still avoiding eye contact but he forced a smile as he took it.

“I am… so very sorry, Roos.”

“Why?” He asked. “You did nothing wrong.”

“You got a black eye because of me.”

“Hangman and I tend to disagree a lot. Frankly, it was only a matter of time.” He stated.

Suddenly, Maverick’s words resonated in her head. Rooster flinched when he pressed the frozen bag against his face.

“Is it too bad?”

“I’ll live. Hangman hits like a g-” He stopped himself and finally glanced at her with an apologetic semblance.

“Like a girl?” She said with raised eyebrows. “Oh, really, Rooster? Wait till Phoenix hears about this.”

“I meant kid.” He lied. “Hangman hits like a 5-year-old kid. Please don’t tell Phoenix.”

She giggled but when the silence took over again, a doubt took over her mind.

“Why didn’t you deny it?” She asked. “You could’ve told Hangman that I was here and let me do the talking.”

“I think we both know I wanted it to happen.” Rooster confessed. “Bad timing, I know, but I’m not going to lie to you. I’m done keeping this to myself. I like you. I’ve liked you since I first saw you at The Hard Deck but I never had the guts to tell you and, by the time I grew the balls to do it, you were already with him. Then, I learn that he’s mistreating the girl I’m crazy about? Fuck Hangman. Let him think whatever he…” Rooster trailed off after realizing that perhaps he had said too much.

She stared at him in silence and gently took the bag of frozen pineapple away from him to place it on the coffee table. Bradley just studied her every movement. She gazed into his soul and slowly leaned in until her lips brushed against his. Rooster was caught by surprise but he kissed her back and more intensely. She pulled his shirt over his head and smiled when his dog tags jingled as they fell back on his bare chest. She removed her own shirt and Rooster’s heart raced.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked while looking straight into her eyes.

She nodded and unbuttoned his jeans.

“Unless you’re in too much pain.” She teased.

“Why would I be?” He joked before pulling her in for another kiss, this time much deeper and desperate.

Bradley unbuttoned her shorts and as she took them off he pulled his pants down freeing his erection. She straddled and kissed him and, while Rooster caressed her tongue with his, she slowly lowered her hips and took him in. When he felt the tip of his cock entering her, he held his breath. It was too much. She pressed her forehead against his and stared into his soul as she took him all in and, when she began to move at a torturous slow pace, Rooster knew he wouldn’t last long. He was too overwhelmed by his fantasies coming true.

She felt him getting even harder inside her and let out a soft moan as she shut her eyes succumbing to the pleasure, and Bradley thought it would be the end of him. He suddenly put one arm around her to switch places so he could place her down on the couch and pull out for a second, but he captured her lips before she could say a thing. For a split second, she felt his shaky breath against her skin and realized that he was extremely nervous.

“Are you okay?” She asked in a whisper.

“I think I’m losing my mind.” He confessed before his lips spread into a brief grin. “I don’t want to screw this up. I just need a moment.”

Bradley kissed her neck and went lower and lower, tasting every inch of her skin until his head was between her legs. She giggled when he kissed the inside of one of her thighs and his mustache tickled her. Rooster used the tip of his tongue to caress her clit and her giggle turned into a surprised gasp as she threw her head back from the pleasure. Soon enough, he was eating her out as if he wanted nothing more in life. He edged her over and over again and it gave him his confidence back, so he stopped and didn’t let her cum yet.

“Get on top of me again.”

She straddled him once more.

“Yes, Lieutenant.” She said before sliding down on his cock.

“Oh, fuck.” Bradley groaned with pleasure and more aroused than ever after hearing his rank on her lips.

This time, his self-control was strong enough, so he put his hands on her hips but left her in charge. The more Rooster stared at her and felt her movement on top of him, the closer he got. She kept going, riding him just the way she craved until she couldn’t take it anymore and her whole body tensed up. She held tightly onto him and, when Bradley felt her coming and heard her moaning his name, he couldn’t help himself and came too. He let go and buried his face in the crook of her neck as he experienced his most intense orgasm yet. He was panting as it began to fade. He searched for her eyes and removed a strand of hair away from her face, just gazing at her as if he were afraid she’d vanish into thin air.

Bradley crashed his lips against her in a territorial manner, ready to take her into his bedroom.

Rooster woke up face down on his bed, and he lifted his head to glance at the clock on his nightstand and realized that he had slept throughout the whole afternoon. He reached out to wrap an arm around Hangman’s ex-girlfriend but ended up patting the empty mattress. He switched on his lamp and sat up on the bed confused and frowning. He called out her name but there was no answer. He got up hoping to find her in the living room but all he saw was a note on his coffee table. Rooster unfolded it and read only two words.

I’m sorry.

He huffed with frustration as he scrunched it up in his hand and felt like punching a hole through the wall. Rooster quickly changed into his jeans and a shirt, and put on his shoes. She had been his for a brief moment but it had tasted like heaven to him, so he certainly wasn’t going to let go just like that. Rooster grabbed a jacket and the key to his motorcycle before heading out the door more determined than ever.

She was finally home watching a movie in her bedroom when, all of a sudden, an engine roar and loud music drowned the actors’ dialogue and headlights reflected on her windows. She knew who it was, and she had a feeling this would happen. She got up, put on a sweater and walked out into the porch with a defeated sigh. Jake had pulled up at her place in his black jacked up truck and, as soon as he saw her, he turned the volume up so she could hear the song that spoke about treating someone badly and promising to change if given a second chance.

Hangman stared straight into her soul with puppy eyes as he sang a few lines which inevitably made her shake her head and smile. She got closer to his window and he lowered the volume. She caught a glimpse of the six pack of beer on the passenger seat and the several empty cans on the floor plus the open one in the cup holder.

“Are you seriously drinking and driving? You of all people?” She asked sounding extremely irritated.

She didn’t think he’d be that drunk until he slurred his words.

“Please tell me it’s true and nothing happened between you and Rooster.”

“Oh my god. Get out of the car, Jake.” She ordered. “Are you insane? I’m not letting you drive like this anymore.”

“Tell me.”

“Give me the keys.”

“I’ll give you anything you want if you tell me.”

She looked into his green eyes and her stomach clenched because that question had a different answer now, but then she remembered what Maverick had said to her.

“I already told you nothing happened.” She lied. “Rooster let me crash because it was late. Besides, I left my things at your place, remember? Happy?” She held her hand out. “Keys.”

“All right.” Jake said with a shrug while the corners of his mouth began to curve up.

He finally did as he was told and got out of the car which she locked afterwards. Jake had to lean on her for support as they reached her front door.

“Hey, come here.” He said as he clumsily pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head. “Thank you for not sleeping with Rooster.”

“Hangman, you’re so drunk you won’t even remember this in the morning.”

She tried to pull away to open the door, but Hangman was twice as stubborn when there was alcohol in his bloodstream, so he held her tighter.

“Don’t ever leave me again.” He begged. “I love you.”

“All right. That’s the booze talking.”

“No, it’s not the booze talking. Baby, I mean it. When I saw you with Rooster, I wanted to die. I-” He paused. “I’ve never felt this way before.”

Jake leaned in and kissed her like he never had before; so gently yet full of passion it was hard for her to pull away, but at the same time, after being with Rooster, it simply felt wrong. She pulled away.

“Wait for me in the bedroom, all right?” She said while forcing a smile.

She knew that Jake was drunk enough to fall asleep the second he lied down on the bed. He humored her with a smile and entered her house, and all she could do was replay the brief moment she had shared with Maverick in Rooster’s porch; she had assured him that she would help settle things between Bradley and Jake, and there was only one way. Her train of thought was suddenly disturbed when her eyes wandered around the street and landed on a familiar motorcycle that was parked next to Jake’s car.

Rooster was staring at her with an indescribable look on his face, but the disappointment stood out and her heart sank. The second her lips parted, the motorcycle roared to life.

“Roos…” She called out as she took a step forward to try to stop him so she could explain things, but Rooster didn’t allow her and sped off instead.

He had seen enough.

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