I’m sorry to inform you that I have no interest in continuing with this blog. It was a fun ride, but ever since the allegations brought up against Johnny, I’ve had a difficult time putting my romantic/sexual feelings into writing about him. I invite any blogs interested in writing about him to reblog my writing and consider messaging me if you’d like the URL. I will most likely not deactivate, so that you may continue to enjoy my stories, but it seems wasteful to not offer the URL to someone else. Thank you for you guys’ unwavering support. I have many blogs (which I’ll link below in case you guys are interested) and this one gained the biggest following. I’m sorry that I’ve lost interest. Hope everyone is doing well <3
You really want to give your virginity to Johnny who has been your crush for years but you are a bit scared because you think your first time is going to hurt so he makes love to you in a gentle way and always asks you if you feel okay & leaves soft kisses everywhere in order to make you feel safe. You have an amazing first time which is followed by cuddling and kissing.
This was requested by ifoundmyselfinneverland-jd . I hope you enjoy it :)
Another update: I'm going to try to fill some requests tomorrow. I'd love it too if you guys submitted stuff for me to share - anything you've written or thought of relating to Johnny, short or not. Don't be shy! I love the idea of this blog becoming more communal!
Uh oh, I’m back. Sorry guys for being so inconsistent, but I never wanted to write anything on here half-heartedly simply to remain active. Hopefully I’ll write again soon. Also, sorry that what I just posted wasn’t requested and I still haven’t filled requests from ages ago, but I was having major writer’s block until I saw a gif of Cry-Baby and just ran with it. Lots of love xx
Imagine dating Cry-Baby Walker. You entered the relationship with a lot of caution, terrified of allowing yourself to be put in a position of vulnerability, a position that could allow him to hurt you. You were well aware of his reputation and for a very long time you had allowed it to dictate your judgment of him. When he approached you shyly, and asked ever so kindly how your day was going, you couldn’t help but feel like an asshole for assuming so much about him. Still, after months, caution was overwhelmingly necessary. You watched Cry-Baby night after night finding himself in dangerous situations, uncontrollable fits of teenage rage and almost walked away every time. One night got particularly bad. Cry-Baby not only sent two guys to the hospital, but hit a cop as well. You had to bail him out. Somehow though, after a long fight that consisted mostly of you yelling at him and him trying to apologize, he convinced you to stay. You spent the rest of the night looking at old photographs, recalling fond memories, and having tearful moments in which he recognized the pain he’s caused you. Every time he did something out of control, he was able to remind you of who he could be when you two were alone. When he had nothing to prove. “I promise baby,” he said, followed by a tight embrace. Face buried in your neck, voice shaking, he continued. “I’ll never choose any of it over you.” You knew he meant it and as you pulled away to look at him and the most poignant single tear fell beautifully from his left eye, you also knew that you loved him.
Hi guys! So I’ve been on a bit of a hiatus due to school work/exams and had every intention of immediately returning once school let out. However, it will be continuing until further notice because I need time to process the information circulating. For the mean time, feel free to follow my main blog or message me if u just wanna talk.
Imagine Johnny coming home from rehearsals all tired and sweaty. As you greet him at the door, he immediately presses you against the wall and runs his calloused, over-worked hands rhythmically over your sides. You shiver, goosebumps forming along your torso. Johnny moves his hands up to cup your breasts and your body involuntarily bucks against him. "Mmm baby" he growls into the crook of your neck.
Would you like to write an imagine about Johnny Depp and a girl, who is very shy. And she is a little bit scared of getting her first kiss and stuff....? Thank you
Could you do an imagine where you and Johnny have a toddler, and you two can never get any alone time together? So one night Johnny sends your child to Tims house, so you two can have some time? Smut please!
Your imagine was pure perfection 💚 I loved it and you. I'm obsessed with this blog and check it on the daily. Can't wait for your next work!
Thank you thank you thank you!! I love you too, dear anon. I appreciate/need your support so much and am so glad you’re enjoying it. Let me know if you have an idea you’d like me to write xx
anonymous asked: An imagine where you text Johnny because you really miss him, but he's filming a movie somewhere. Then he comes home and surprises you
A/N: Sorry again for the wait. I’m so bad at that. Hope you enjoy! x
You wake up late on Saturday morning, opting to stay in your cozy dreams than awake to a half empty bed on your only day off. It’s emotionally draining, Johnny’s job, which requires him to be gone more than not. The times, though.. the times make up for it. When Johnny is home, the two of you always have the best time. He is a great man, even though he is constantly saying goodbye.
Finally, you arise from the warm blanket pile you buried yourself in all night and begin thinking of other things. You know it’s bad to wallow in your self-pity. Your feet touch down onto the cold hardwood floor and then you’re moving towards the kitchen before you allow yourself to change your mind. Can’t climb back into bed. Can’t sit around and wait for him.
You make a smoothie and can’t help but smile. Johnny always loves watching you make them. He never really says anything, just sits and observes you. It’s kind of beautiful to you how he takes moments and steps outside of them.
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. I am annoying myself. Maybe I’ll go for a run..yeah, a run, you think to yourself. Your dog enters the room, trotting towards his food bowl. “What do you think, baby?” You kneel down and he comes to you, licking your hand. “Should momma go for a run?” You pet his soft little head and contemplate your decision. Exercise is a serious commitment.
You go, though, and are glad you do. The summer air is dry, but the sun feels incredible against your skin, and the slight breeze keeps you cool just enough.
When you finally reach your driveway, you feel a beautiful sense of accomplishment, and head around back to hop in the outside shower. Your dog makes a cute, small bark at you, joyfully runs, and starts jumping at your leg for attention. “Hi baby” you say, bending down to pet his back. But, slowly you realize that you left him in the house. And there’s no way he could’ve gotten out, you’re sure of it. “What the hell?” you wonder, turning around to look at the back door. “Did I forget-” You cover your mouth. Johnny stands in the doorframe.
“Oh my God!” You exclaim, running over to him. You immediately wrap your arms around his neck and press against him, head rested against his shoulder, and feel his arms snake around your waist. “Hi babe” he mutters into your hair. “I missed you so much”
“I missed you too” you sigh peacefully into him.
He breaks from you and you immediately miss the contact before his lips graze yours and his thumb rubs your chin. “So beautiful” he says mostly to himself, eyes fluttering attention between your eyes and your lips.
You connect your lips to his, unable to watch him without needing to.
His tongue enters your mouth and the familiar feeling of being lifted slightly off the ground returns to your stomach. You hungrily kiss back, desperate to feel as much of him as possible before he has to leave again.
Leave again. Suddenly you break away and he looks down at you questioningly. “When do you have to be back?” He grins and moves a piece of hair that had fallen behind your ear. “Not ‘till tomorrow morning” his grin becomes a smirk and you start smiling, laughing a little even. He begins kissing you once more, arms returning around your waist. You feel yourself push slightly and feel him laugh against your lips, the two of you slowly inching inside. You wrap your legs around him and feel an arm move off of you, as he clumsily closes the back door behind the two of you.
