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⋆ music: lana del rey / the neighbourhood / arctic monkeys/ $uicideboy$

⋆ games: red dead redemption 1 & 2 / gta 4 & 5 / resident evil

[glitterypinksworld]

One of the hottest videos of him

[inbred-eater]

controversially!younger!reader x jack o’connell ⋆˚࿔

part 2

everyday_jackoconnell

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everyday_jackoconnell new/old pictures of jack at a resort in italy

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randomuser_ he’s like an ex you’ll never forget about FUCK

user_ i am so fertile rn • ♥︎ by author

everyday_jackoconnell @/user_ jesus christ 😭

remmicks_gf @/user_ you’re so real don’t let anyone tell you otherwise diva 🗣️🗣️🗣️

user7362 @/user_ i’m ctfu 😭😭😭

angel_girl did anyone else see the video on tiktok from this day 🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩🫩 • ♥︎ by author

bamb1girl @/angel_girl don’t remind me 💔

user777 @/bamb1girl out of sight out of mind 💆‍♀️

user_08 @/angel_girl wait what is everyone talking about???

angel_girl @/user_08 someone took a video of him and in the video he’s coming out of the water and kisses this girl 😞 SIGHHHH WHY NOT ME

user_08 @/angel_girl oh 💔💔💔💔💔

user27202202 @/angel_girl 🫩 ofc he has a gf

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yourbestfriendsuser we miss you back home diva 😭!!! when is he giving you back 😒???

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yourfriendsuser02 you’re so fucking gorgeous 🫩

whatsy/ndoing @/yourfriendsuser02 NO YOU 🥹🩷

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whatsy/ndoing @/yourmutual_ ikr!! it’s so cute 🥹 and i’m not sure coz my bf got it for me but i can check the label when im home!

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bambigirl_ anyone else been obsessed with him since skins 💆‍♀️??? • ♥︎ by author

randomuser09 @/bambigirl_ YES!!!! cook altered my brain chemistry like crazy

bambigirl_ @/randomuser09 FR FR!!

randomuser screaming crying bc apparently he has a gf 💔💔💔💔💔💔 (not like i had a chance anyway)

user463829 @/randomuser just fell to my knees in the middle of walmart

user_555 @/randomuser oh 😞 who is she??

randomuser @/user_555 her name is y/n!

angel_111 @/user_555 this is her user @/whatsy/ndoing

user_555 @/angel_111 ofc she’s hot too 🫩

user__ @/angel_111 wait how do yall know it’s her? she doesn’t have anything posted of him??

angel_111 @/user__ she’s posted a few pics on her story where you can see his tattoo’s

user__ @/angel_111 🥀🥀🥀

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whatsy/ndoing @/yourmutual777 they’re traitors smh 😒 they love my bf more than me 💔

user__ @/whatsy/ndoing me and your cats have something in common

randomuser @/whatsy/ndoing jacks a cat dad confirmed ✅

bambigirl @/whatsy/ndoing the way my heart is in my stomach bro

jackoconnellhq why are we all here rn 😂

remmickslovergirl @/jackoconnellhq LMFAO istg everyone came from that one comment section 😭😭

user777 she posted this to shut everyone up and that’s so real of her

user7579003 saw her bio and sat back down 😅

user_6666 @/user7579003 real 😵‍💫 i’m older then her GULP!

jackthelad_ @/user7579003 when he has a controversially younger gf and it isn’t me 💔💔💔

bambigirl_ oh i feel so bad for this girl 💔

angel_111 @/bambigirl_ right! they’re already starting with their bs in the comments 🫠

random_user she’s actually pretty lol

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Co-Star Tensions - Jack O’Connell

based off this behind the scenes picture hehe

minors dni!! 18+ only!!

Part 1, Part 2, Interlude, Part 3

Summary: You and your costars were called back for some reshoots, and one night after a long day of filming, something unexpected happens.

Pairing: Jack O’Connell x fem!Reader (and technically Remmick x fem!Reader?)

Warnings: it is filth y’all, oral (m receiving), thigh riding, there be’est role play involved, some swearing, i’m not great at writing smut unfortunately

Note: this is an rpf (real person fic) so i encourage that if you don’t like that, please keep scrolling. i’ve never wrote one of these before but i felt compelled to lol. also if there are any mistakes pls let me know 🫶

The tension could, almost literally, be cut with a knife on the set. Everyone could tell, but no one would say it. They wouldn’t speak about how you and Jack had scenes just barely near each other, but you both gravitated closer. No one would dare mention how hard you locked in on him when filming the scene with vampire Bert, how he sat in the rocking chair covered in fake blood.. there was something about it. Something, dare you say, carnal, was awakening in you.

The nights you yearned to touch him, yearned to just have your hands on him, sexually or not. The nights just hoping he felt the same way. Just watching him in his element, such a talented actor and great man, having the honor to work alongside him. He just had that charm about him, and that charm resonated into Remmick. You wanted him, and you wanted Remmick. Two birds, one stone.

There were just a few nights of filming left, and the two of you had spoken earlier in the day about how sad it was to say goodbye to a wonderful cast and to people you’d grown to call friends. Some scenes needed some touch ups, and others need reshoots due to new ideas flourishing from the director.

—————

Walking past the set to your makeup artist’s camper, you noticed a figure in the dark. Leaned back in the rocking chair, in the corner of the darkened room used for a reshoot earlier that day. The light in the corner cast a slight shadow onto the figure and you stopped to get a better look. It was Jack, still dressed in the bloody Remmick costume from the scene filmed earlier with Joan and Bert. The way he looked at you after ran chills up your spine. He caught you staring from the sidelines of the crew. Tensions were already high due to your character and Jack’s being romantic partners, and having to say filthy shit to each other had you reeling, yearning for it to have meaning behind it.

“Hey baby,” he spoke, that thick southern drawl that Remmick had came out. Your mouth dropped slightly, your hands holding your belongings slowly lowering. He was staring right at you, that was meant for you. He slowly began rocking, eyes never leaving you. “You gonna come on over here, darlin’? I’ve been waitin’ for you.”

Oh, what the southern drawl did to you. You didn’t think it’d corral you into him like this but it did. That thick accent made you swoon, in and out of character. Seeing him calling out to you, and you alone, warmed you up.

“Come on now, lass. You just gonna leave ol’ Rem hangin’?”

Ah. So this is how he’s gonna be. Jack wants you, and he’s going to do it in true vampiric Remmick nature. He’s luring you in.

Realizing you’d better play the part, you close your eyes and get into character. You dropped your items and starting making your way to him.

“There she is… there’s my girl. I’ve missed you,” shaking his head slightly, still rocking in the chair. Your feet clicked against the concrete floor almost antagonizingly slow, your eyes never left his, and you felt your body heat up. Crossing onto the wood, the change of energy set the mood. There he was, still covered in that fake blood from earlier, dripping right over his face and down his neck. The lights of the set were all either off or dim, save for this one hanging overhead. Just enough to hit him like a spotlight.

“I’m sorry, Remmy. I didn’t mean to make you wait on me. Are you upset at me, baby?,” you spoke to him. You could watch as those words made every hair on him stand up, the gulp traveled down his throat, and his hand gripped the armrest. His foot started to shake a little. You put on those big puppy dog eyes your character has when she looks at her lover. Slowly, you stepped closer and closer to him, walking behind the chair and putting your hands on his shoulders. You leaned down to his neck, right beside his ear and said, “I’m here now, baby. Did you need somethin’?”

“I just missed you, darlin’. Missed your touch, your voice… your face. Lord, that face of yours,” he admired as a hand reach beside him and held your cheek. The tension you two had all lead up to this moment. You took your hand and ran it up his arm and over his that was placed on your face, locking your fingers into his. Taking your other hand off of his shoulder, you walked in front of him, and used your free hand to touch his face in return.

“You’ve made a mess, Rem. But you look just as handsome as always.”

“Nah, darlin’, this ain’t no mess. A mess is what you’ve made me into, and I think you know just how to clean it up.”

Did you? Did he want you to touch him? Fuck him? Be with him? This is all new to you, this role playing thing. Not to mention it being with a man you’ve admired for so long, and just hoped that one day you’d be able to have him this way. This was your chance to finally have what you wished for.

Your eyes left his, scanning down his body in that outfit that made you an unstable wreck, and stopped at his pants. Smirking, you nodded, and stood between his now open legs. He took his free hand and grabbed your waist, bringing you closer to him. His body was practically calling out to you, you could feel how badly he wanted you, and he could feel you the same way. You bit your lip, and got on your knees.

“Oh, Rem. You got this worked up over me? I can’t just let you suffer, can I, my love?”

He gulped hard, biting his lip and hardening his lock on you.

“Nah, I don’t think that’d be very kind of you.”

“I didn’t think it would.”

Your hand left his face, running down his neck, chest, then stomach, and finally ending at his suspenders and pants. Your fingers got to work fast on his buckles and buttons, as you wanted him more than you could imagine. You wanted to taste him. You were going to. That was certain between the two of you.

Pulling off his pants and underwear in one movement, they fell to his ankles. He was hard for you. Thinking about how you walked on the set each day, head held so high and you were so passionate about your work. So passionate about the project.. about your characters. About him, he wished.

You kissed his tip, making sure to keep that eye contact. A guttural moan left him and you felt your heart flutter with pride, excitement, and admiration for the man in front of you. Your right hand came down to wrap around him, moving it up slowly, taking in what you’re about to do to him. Stroking him for a few more moments, you grew impatient. You wanted the taste of him, and you wanted the feeling of having the man you’ve pined over for months in you finally. Leaning back down, you opened your mouth and ran your tongue down the length of his dick. Stopping at the top after a few times of going up and down, you sucked, letting your tongue roam around him. You hummed against him, the sensation making him let another low, sexy moan out. Your head began to bob up and down, and your cheeks hollowed out as you went as far as you could. Your eyes closed, humming as you sucked on him. You felt his hand trace your jaw and entangle itself into your hair, grabbing a loose fist full of it and guiding you.

Deciding it was enough, he used his grip on your hair to pull you off him, and got a good look at your face. Your eyes filled with lust met his eyes, matching the same level of desire that you had.

“Stand up, I want you to try somethin’ out for me,” he said, breath shaky, as he ran his hands up your costume dress, and pulled your underwear down, “good, now we’re even.”

He put a hand on your waist, guiding you down to his thigh, using his grip to rock you back and forth over it. You grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and the top of the chair with other, now guiding yourself across with his assistance still being used.

“Oh, yeah. You like that, huh? Grindin’ on my thigh all desperate like. ‘Cause that’s what you are, desperate, right?” That drawl invoked a loud and, like he said, desperate moan from you, right into his ear. The hand on his shoulder now gripped his hair, holding him closer to you.

“I saw you watching me from the sidelines. You wanted me so bad, now you’ve got me. This is what you wanted, right? You’ve made me a damn mess, girl.”

His façade as Remmick was now gone, and it was his pure intentions coming out of him. That accent change damn near made you release then and there, but you were too lost in the feeling of his warm thigh against your pussy as you took out your sexual yearning on it. His other hand ran between your body and his, rubbing your clit, and he took his fingers to his mouth. He made sure to get your eyes to look into his as he savored your arousal. The fake blood mixed into his mouth a little as he finally got a taste of the beauty before him.

“You couldn’t be the only one that got a little taste, huh, darling?”

That was enough to get you off, and you came hard onto him. His moans from seeing you getting yourself off to a part of him that wasn’t even sexual filled your ears as you moaned into his ear, wrapping your arms around his neck as you came down from your high. You stayed like this for a few minutes until you both calmed down. You raised up, running a hand over his chest before placing it around his heart.

“You’ve no idea how long I’ve wanted you. Not even just like this, you know? You’re special, you’re beautiful. Absolutely perfect. D’you want to go out sometime? Properly get to hang out?”

You smiled, nodding along with the idea.

“I’d love to. I hoped for so damn long that you felt that way, too, you handsome devil.”

“Handsome vampire, get it right.”

You giggled, leaning in to give him a kiss.

“Oh, and for future reference, just know that was hot as fuck.”

“Duly noted, love.”

[senselessviolets]

“so wet”

james cook x fem!reader

rating: explicit (one-shot)

word count: 992

warnings: smut, squirting, piss kink, dom!cook, mean!cook, dubcon, overstimulation, fingering, clit slaps, messy, crying, dirty talk, degradation kink, no piv, established relationship

a/n: s/o to the remmick loser discord (and @iceemochaa, ily) for encouraging this debauchery. y’all rock my world <3

Cook hadn’t exactly been the most subtle when it came to his newfound fascination but you struggled to think of an instance where the word ‘subtle’ and the young man ever coincided. He had tried numerous times during, though much to his dismay—you either batted his hands away or tapped out with a few smacks on his forearm. But he (finally) got what he wanted after an evening in, bingeing your favorite true crime series that wound up with the two of you entangled in your queen-sized bed. Cook had his bicep locked around your waist and was overstimulating you with his fingers to the point of tears. You squirmed and writhed and giggled and hiccuped, every noise being a result of his efforts to break you. 

“C-Cook, f-fuck! Fuck!”

His forearm pinned you to the mattress, but also created an unbearable pressure as he bore a fair amount of his weight onto your lower belly. 

“Yeah? Yeah? Like that?’ he bated with gritted teeth, “Hm?” 

The squelching noises coming from between your thighs was obscene. Fortunately, you had secured your flat to yourselves, otherwise your roommate or any other house guests lurking outside your bedroom door would no doubt be privy to your and Cook’s activities. Between your squealing, Cook’s goading and your sloppy fucking cunt—the act was symphonic. 

His fingers drove into you at a determined and specific angle. They were stiff, not like the usual ‘come hither’ style motion he relied on to get you off the majority of the time. He knew your body. He knew all the maneuvers that made you clench and throb and ache. It was all an intentional choice on his part. Cook had picked this mundane Friday night to experiment on you. Pity that you had apparently missed the memo.

Gripping the length of his arm with your nails, biting into the solid flesh, you attempt to pry him out of you. 

“Somethin’ wrong?” he asks, out of breath. 

You grimace, shaking your head. Your brain was soup and your words dribbled from your lips. 

“N-N-No…mmph…feels like ‘m gonna pee,” you squeak. 

Any other partner in your past would’ve halted their movements out of disgust and for some, out of concern. They would’ve withdrawn their fingers from your sopping wet hole and waited dotingly as the worrisome sensation left your body so the both of you could continue.

Not Cook. Not James fucking Cook.

He instead nods his head attentively at your words, slack jawed, now putting his shoulder into his motions. He slides into you even firmer and faster, aiming for a spot in you that you had teased and prodded only once or twice before. 

“F-F-Fuck, Cook! I-I I mean it…shit…you’re so…,” your words trail off as you throw your head back onto the pillow behind you, “Fuck you!”

You contort and twist, cursing whatever it is that he clearly seizes within you. That he desires so bad, he’s yet to stop grinding against the bed. You still chase his hand with your revolving hips, gyrating against his wrist like you were stuck on it. In a way, you were. Cook made it a point to pin you to the mattress by your hip with his free hand. He was no Hercules but you in the back of your mind marveled at his ability to keep you in place so effortlessly. 

“C-Cook, the b-bed…,” you try to reason.

His eyes stay glued to your glossy cunt, hypnotized by the warm wetness he keeps coaxing out of you.

“Don’t care…don’t care…don’t fuckin’ care,” he groans, lost in it. 

Tears form in the corner of your eyes, beading until they run in two steady threads along your cheeks. The sensation in your core was raw like he was batting at an exposed nerve. It was almost starting to hurt until that looming sensation of something familiar but now in a much different setting eclipses. Like a reflex, Cook rips his two fingers out of you. With them comes a crystalline gush of fluid from your opening. It trickles over the cusp of your ass and streams down where your thighs meet your hips. Your moans have turned into brassy rasps you hardly even recognize. Cook on the other hand looks momentarily shocked but increasingly feral.

“Yes, yes! That’s a good girl! That’s it, that’s it! That’s fuckin’ it!” he growls.

Suddenly, he leans in and takes a rough, flattened hand to your clit, making brisk swiping motions that turn the gush into a deluge. It gets on his chin, the tip of his tongue that he flicks out to catch a taste, the collar of his t-shirt, and of course, the fluid has saturated the edge of your comforter where you lay. The swiping becomes firm, harsh slaps which keep the fluid splashing in every direction. Your clit throbs with ache, becoming more and more red from the abuse. Instinctively, your knees close inward, trying to shield yourself from his touch. Cook does not take this well. His slaps get sharper and meaner.

“Don’t you—dirty bitch, don’t you fuckin’ try to turn away from me,” he snarls, “Just take it, just take it like the slag y’wanna be f’me. C’mon,”

Eventually, the flood between your legs runs dry and rather than your legs closing together out of overstimulation, they collapse from sheer exhaustion. Cook breathlessly leans back on his knees, smug and pleased with the outcome. You should be embarrassed. You don’t know what just came over your body. You have an idea but you can’t be certain. Your hands, which had flown over your eyes towards the end, fall away from your face. You shudder and twitch, nerves still shot from the act. His soft baby blue eyes find yours in the bleariness of your tears and sweat. 

“W-W-What…what was…was it…y’know?” you croak. 

“And if it was…?”

“Then you’re sick,”

“...guess I am.” he grins devilishly, sucking your mess from his digits.

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[delicateviolets]

[909th]

if you fall from grace enough times eventually you’ll get really good at sticking the landing

[urlovelyunicorn]

Time for me to bring 2014 Tumblr grunge back 🩵🥹

[4bitch]

I miss this era.🩷

Comeback 2016 pls.

[cillianmurphys-world]

First Look at Cillian Murphy as Jim in 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple

[28filmslater]

There’s only one movie to start off the New Year with

On the Edge (2001)

[graythursday]

this photo in the peaky costume continuity sheets 😭

via twitter

[bebiendo-de-la-botella]

“Estaba loca,

joder,

estaba loca.

Tenía en su cabeza una locura preciosa.

¿Como no iba a perder la puta razón por ella?”

— Baluarte, de Elvira Sastre

[ultraviolentta]

i just wanted to say how happy i am that my little fic is getting noticed now <33 i guess its going to be a good year

[cherryjennn]

Tommmmmmmmmmmmy

[fairypepsi]

[theinternetarchive]

'les cygnes,' color lithograph printed blue, sheet: 39.9 x 30.6 cm; francis jourdain, french, 1899.