#Nicholas hoult x reader

[redroses07]

Y’all mfs watched Nosferatu and are like “Nicholas Hoult” is kinda fine. I HAVE BEEN SAYING THAT FOR YEARS. Did y’all see him in The Great????

[m00nchi16]

𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖉

(Also desperate for smut about this man)

(Moved to: @ceme1eryg1rl)

[partyviki]

I was like “I don’t have a type” and doing HEAR.ME.OUT I figured out…

My type is kinda pathetic men (mainly cold-blue-eyed with glasses)

And my whole story… I feel I’m into psychos the recent years

[sparklewrites1]

So this is love?

Request: Ok hear me out.. Renfield having a loving partner?? And he's just.. soo not used to that? Like at all?? Someone giving /him/ attention??? Praising him? LOVING him? Not shooing him away? Not barking orders or shaming him for doing something wrong? I needs it!

Robert Montague Renfield x Reader

Warnings: romance?

Proofread? No

Word Count: 689

A/n: I pushed through writers block to write this.

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“Surprise!” You shouted excitedly as you bounced excitedly in front of the dining table.

Robert stood in the entrance of his apartment. Dumbfounded as he gazed at the white cake that was placed upon the wooden surface. The top of it had the words 'Happy Birthday Robert!' spelled with blue frosting.

"What is this?" He raised his eyebrow in curiosity.

"It's for your birthday!" You exclaimed, barely able to control your volume.

Both of Robert's eyebrows rose in surprise and confusion. You didn't forget? You remembered? You remembered his birthday? Out of all the days to remember, you remembered the day that he was born? Why would you? It's certainly not important. 

Or at least that's what Dracula told him multiple times in the past century or so.

“You remembered?” He gave you an incredulous look.

“Of course I did!” You skipped over to him. “And, I’ve got some gifts for you! Just wait here.” You squealed before you sprinted off to his bedroom. Robert stayed in his spot, still shocked and confused at the fact that you actually remembered his birthday.  

After about a minute, you came out of the bedroom carrying two bags. One large pink one, and a smaller black one. You placed them both on the dining table next to the cake. You reached inside the pink one and pulled out an envelope that had Robert’s full name written on the back of it.

“This is from Rebecca. She couldn’t make it but she got you this.” You explained as you handed the envelope and pink bag to him.

Robert reached inside the bag and felt his fingers land on a hard surface. He pulled the unidentified object out and in his grasp was a book, with a title that read, 'Encyclopedia Of Bugs'.

"A Bug book! How nice!" You grinned.

Robert opened the envelope next, inside was a card that had the words,

"I know you have a "habit" of swallowing bugs. So you might as well know what you're eating when you order."

He didn't quite get the joke and frankly, neither did Rebecca when she wrote it.

"Ok! My turn!" You let out what felt like your hundredth squeal as you took the small white bag and handed it to him. "Ok, remember that time we went on that one walk and we passed by a really fancy jewelry store?" Robert thought for a moment.

"I think so."

"Great! Now open your gift!" You could barely contain your excitement as you urged him to do so.

Robert reached inside and pulled out a small, silver box. When he opened it, he gave you a curious look. Inside the box was a golden ring that had his full name engraved in it.

"This is for… me?" He nervously gestured toward himself.

"Who else?" You gave him a warm smile.

In this moment, the only thing Robert could think was that this had to be some sort of ruse. Why would you ever give such a gift to him of all people? How could something so nice belong to him? And how could someone so amazing be kind enough to give it to him?

“It’s… Beautiful.” He said, with an astonished expression on his face.

“I’m so glad you like it!” You squealed (AGAIN.) and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. Instead of speaking. Robert stood there in a dazed state for a solid minute.

You frowned.

 “Is something wrong?” You worriedly queried, afraid that he might have changed his mind about your gift within the span of a minute.

“No, no, I just… You- you did this for me?”

“Well it wasn’t just me, Rebecca helped. Although, yes I did pick out the ring by myself.”

“Why?” He questioned, genuinely confused as to why you did all of this, for him.

“Because we love you. I love you.” Just then Robert felt a tug at his heart. You loved him. You really did. You actually appreciate him. Not once, in the entire time he knew you, had you used him. That was when Robert knew.

You were the one for him.

[imaginesig]

I'd Have 2 Nickels

Nicholas Hoult x Actress!Reader

SMAU Blurb

There is not nearly enough of this man!! Anyway this is a short smau blurb in which the release of Nosferatu compliments Nick's wife's films release very nicely!!

Twitter--

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ynhoult "Possession Among Polite Society" I love you! What a wild ride it's been and I'm so so grateful!! Please go see it, in theaters new years day 🍾

tagged: tomblyth, elliefanning, paps_movie,

tombyth what a movie!! I've never played opposite of such a brilliant and haunting actress!! You amazed and scared the shit out of me!!

ynhoult playing off your energy and character made the difference!! Thank you!!

elliefanning ugh I cannot wait to see the finished edit of that middle photo!!

ynhoult just know you killed it even before post!!

nicholashoult gorgeous! I love you 🤍🤍

ynhoult I love you too 🤍🤍

lilyrosedepp I cannot wait! Leading lady to leading lady you've done incurable work and I'm so excited to see it in full!!

ynhoult im crying 😭 I've heard excellent things in return!!

roberteggers_ I've got chills from you already!!

user1 ive watched the teaser they released a thousand times and my brain still refused to believe it is Yn in the first and last photo

user2 no fr the makeup and costume teams ate down

user3 main character energy to the max from that first pic

user4 she's so iconic

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nicholashoult "Nosferatu" has been wrapped up and sent away in its coffin!! Beware its arrival December 25th!

tagged: aarsontaylorjohnson, Nosferatu_movie

ynhoult thank you @/robberteggers_! Without you I wouldn't have a prosthetic vampire penis hung up in my home!! You are truly a hero!!

robberteggers_ I have a feeling I won't be invited to another dinner anytime soon...

ynhoult I love you baby!! You look phenomenal 🤍🤍

nicholashoult 🤍🤍

billskarsgard well that last slide looks familiar...

aarontaylorjohnson that caption? Someone thinks he's a comedian

nicholashoult can't blame a guy for trying

tomblyth I've heard amazing things!! Christmas cannot come quick enough!!

ellefanning my family are my second priority this holiday season

user1 ugh he looks so good!!

user2 foaming at the mouth

user3 yea I'm watching Nosferatu for the plot (Aaron Taylor Johnson, Bill Skarsgard, Nicholas Hoult, William Defo)

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Time Skip-- Premiers

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nicholashoult premiere hopping 🖤

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ynhoult well don't we clean up nice

nicholashoult that we do!

lilyrosedepp the only couple ever

elliefanning leave something for the rest of us!!

user1 I'm screaming they look so good!!

user2 great day or bi/pan people

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ynhoult Happy Hoult-idays

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nicholashoult forever and always 🤍

ynhourt gladly 🤍

tomblyth stunning couple

kiernanshipka love you guys!!

aarontaylorjohnson you're no better than him

ynhoult stay mad we're funnier than you

user1 I can't they're too cute

user2 I hope they do the yearly photo for a long long time

user3 one day we'll all be old and I WILL check Yn's account for her and Nick's Christmas polaroid

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[dilfluvrgirllxoxo]

why did someone comment on my beast tiktok saying hear me out?? like wdym hank is a hear me out?? he is so fine i fear he’s not a hear me out if i literally need him!

[c0ffinshit]

Make Damn Sure (Robert Renfield x Reader) ONESHOT

A/N: before you all ask, yes this is Lust For Life written from Renfield's perspective. BUT, in my defence, people like how i write Renfield sooooooo, i hope you all enjoy. word count: 1,623 warnings: not proofread, mentions of blood and a corpse, renfield being renfield, song fic so lyrics to MakeDamnSure by Taking Back Sunday

"I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave. No, you won't ever get too far from me. You won't ever get too far from me. " - Taking Back Sunday

You've got this new head filled up with smoke, and I've got my veins all tangled close.

A loud, noisy street in the middle of New Orleans. And yet, I walk these streets alone, as I always have. Men and women pass by me, loudly wishing me a happy mardi gras. A mere head nod is all I can give them back. Once again, it is a curse I bare that he is gone. Dracula is dead and gone.  Do you I have a purpose anymore? No more running about, taking innocent lives, and looking for places to relocate. What do I do? Sure, I have the group and all the talking. But yet, I can’t help about find myself growing sadder every time I hear a new story of suffering and emotional pain. These people always add advice, but it almost feels like no one cares.  And I have Rebecca, the love of my life. Is she really the love of my life? What does that phrase even mean? Do I genuinely love her?

To those jukebox bars, you frequent. The safest place to hide.

Now, I pass by a corporate market. A large, garish sign read "Howdy’s." God, the lights felt blinding against my eyes. A man rushes past me, mumbling something under his breath. It didn’t matter what he said to me since the street was so loud, and I was stuck in my head. All I wanted was a quiet night indoors. But all I get is my unstoppable thoughts and bright lights from the city. Nothing is gained for this, but everything is lost. Maybe something different. A different girlfriend, location, or diet. Something different.

Suddenly, I feel a shoulder hit my arm. The woman looks up at my face and studies it for a moment. Her hair shone gently in the light of the sign. Her messager bag slowly fell off her shoulder. She seems thrown together and tired from a long shift.

 "Can I help you?" she asks, a polite tone ringing.

My face froze up; I had to say something. 

"Hi-yes, please help me," I spat out.

A long night spent with your most obvious weakness, you start shaking at the thought.

Her eyes just stared back at me as my hands grew closer together. It almost felt like she was studying me– my body, hair, eyes. An older-looking man comes into my field of vision, still wearing his uniform.

"(Y/N), you know this boy?” the man yells at her.

"Um, yeah, I do. This man is my-" she pauses, looking at me. "Boyfriend." she spits out.

"Really? What’s his name?" he asks suspiciously.

She, of course, dodges the question. "Yes, we talk all the time. We’re best friends."

"I wouldn’t say that," I mumble in reply.

"Seriously? You call this poor boy your boyfriend, and you can’t even tell me his name." her coworker replied.

"Shut up, Jim." she replied, "I do know his name."

"Don’t you think you should say it then?"

A long pause. "C’mon. Can we not fight in front of your so-called boyfriend?" Jim looked past me, and I could feel the man’s eyes fall toward the ground. 

You are everything I want. Because you are everything I'm not.

"No, you’re right, Jim. This boy has intrigued me as she did all those months ago. Let me talk to him just a bit longer." she say.  

"Aw, fine," he rolls his eyes. As the woman got closer, she continued her silent studying, noticing all stains and holes on my suit jacket. I’ve never felt more exposed, even though I was fully clothed. My shoes felt like they were too small for my feet, and my button-down shirt felt like it was too big for my newspaper-shaped body. I must come off as homeless, or better yet, a zombie.

She spoke again, this time in more of a whisper. "Listen, man, I am so sorry about that boyfriend thing. My coworker is so nosy sometimes and doesn’t know when to keep things to himself."

My eyes focus, finally looking into her eyes as I turn around. She didn’t need me anymore. I filled her purpose of being a three-second-worth of a boyfriend. 

"It's fine; I can find help elsewhere. It’s no worry."

And we lay, we lay together. Just not too close, too close. 

"You don’t get it. I didn’t say I wouldn’t help." the woman said, letting the bag she was holding fall to the ground. "What can I help you with?"

My eyes can’t help but look down, admiring every little bit like she did me. Her figure was so perfect. I could hold her in my arms like two puzzle pieces. "It is hard to explain-"

"Hit me. I’ve done some fucked-up shit before." 

Her voice dropped a tone as she completed her sentence. For a second, I thought she had suddenly become ill. I nod slowly and ask her to follow me. This is messed up. Here I am, letting an innocent girl help me move a body into my car so my master can be fed. My heart can’t help but pump more blood as I think about it. My hands flex and tense, trying to rid my newfound sinking feeling. An alley about a block from where I had first met her. I finally led her to the dead man: covered in his blood. Her body became rigid and stone-cold, but her face told a different story. 

"JESUS CHRIST!" she yelps, covering my eyes.

I am quick to hush her, covering her mouth. "Hey, it's okay. I didn’t kill this guy. I just found him." 

I’m not usually the type to lie in cases like this. But… this woman was different. Her soft lips- I mean, her mouth could tell others, and I might get jail time. 

How close is close enough?

I wipe my hands on my coat and hold the woman’s wrists gingerly. She drops my hands, briefly looking at the body again.

"Who are you?-" she asks, her voice and hands shaking like leaves.

"Robert Montague Renfield, and everything is going to be fine-"

"THIS IS THE OPPOSITE OF FINE ‘BERT!" she screams, her eyes looking in every direction.

I cover her mouth again. She gives me this look, a look I can’t describe. We continue to stand like that until her breath finally slows down. I remove my hand, still worrying that she might scream again.

"Hush, you said you’d help. Please…" My eyes went soft. I dragged her into something she didn’t want to do. And she made that very clear with all her screaming and fighting.

I nod my head. This is the scariest moment of my life.

"Okay… fine. I’ll do it." the woman says, giving in to defeat. 

"Also, not that it matters, but it's Robert, not ‘Bert.’"

And we lay, we lay together. Just not too close, too close.

"That’s what I said, but okay. What do you want me to do?" the woman says, her hands making random gestures.

I look at the body and back at her. She’s scanning me again. My pupils dilate for a moment, looking at her face. 

"You grab your feet. I’ll take the head." I tell her.

She nods again and starts picking up the corpse by the feet. She is good with directions. Oh, she’s a good girl.

I grab the head by its hair and slowly move it into the palms of my hands, covering the ears. I jerk my head, ushering her towards my car. Starting with the hair, we shove him into the trunk. I take one final look and close the door. 

"Thank you for helping me… I’m sorry I completely forgot to ask your name." I let out a long sigh. "It's been a long night."

She lets out a soft laugh. "It's fine, really. It's (Y/N)."

"(Y/N)..." I repeat. "What a beautiful name."

"Well, it's no Renfield." she laughs again.

I extend my hand to her. She looks at me, puzzled.

I just wanna break you down so badly. Well, I trip over everything you say.

Suddenly, as she steps towards me, I notice her body is sparkly. Oh lord, another vampire? Like I need another one in my life. My eyes go wide.

"It's body glitter… like Twilight. Y’know sparkly vampires… Edward Cullen."

"Oh." I place my hand over my chest. "I thought you were really oily or something. I get what you mean."

"No, but I’ve always wanted to meet a vampire." 

Her eyes glaze over as she pictures a knight in shining black armor. Or at least, that’s what I assume.

"Well… I know a guy. I mean- he’s my boss, but I don’t think he’d mind." I mumble.

Her eyes go wide but quickly shrink.

She coughs. "Yes, I think it’d be cool to meet him… if he’s available."

"Okay, do you want to drive, or shall I?"

"I’ll drive. It's alright. Now, gimme those car keys." she says, urging her to hand her my keys.

As I toss her my car keys, she looks at my small, white cat keychain hanging off my apartment key. She seems to be in love with the thing, staring at it as she moves it back and forth in her fingers. Before getting too distracted, I cough, and she finally snaps out of her gaze. We hop in the car, and she turns on the engine, slowly backing out of the parking space.

This is going to go horribly. 

I just wanna break you down so badly in the worst way.

[inadreamgirl]

thomas pushing up your gown as he eats between your legs, looking up as he lets out soft whimpers. grabbing your neck as he kisses you hungrily and desperately almost like he's trying to prove something. kissing at your skin as he moves to your breasts, ripping off the buttons of your bodice.

i need to be put down like a dog.

[m00nchi16]

If I see smut/xreaders for nosferatu before smut/xreaders for him I’m gonna throw a fit

Also where did skins fics go? I’m left with crumbs and it’s torture

[the-fiction-witch]

Thank You

Media - Nosferatu Character - Thomas Hutter Couple - Thomas Hutter X Reader Reader - Y/n Y/l/n Rating - 12 Word Count - 1424

Ellen slowly crawled across the soft wooden floor. She reached Thomas’ feet, and wrapped her arms around his sturdy knees, felt the fabric of his britches against her skin. She began to climb up his body, her fingers grazed his thighs as she sought him. Each movement felt deliberate as she finally nestled her head against his crotch, Her tongue slipped from her lips to lick up his britches, never once parting her eyes from his own. Before finally she uttered the words,

“You could never please me as he could,”

Those words ignited a furious blaze deep within his soul and unleashed a torrent of emotions that surged like molten lava through his veins. Rage boiled in his stomach, hot and all-consuming, as he felt every muscle tense. His hands clenched into tight fists, and trembled at his sides, a physical manifestation of the storm that brewed inside him. His gaze locked onto her, his eyes wide and unblinking, unable to tear away from the intensity of her presence, The words fell from his lips without thought, without mercy.

“Get out.”

“Wha-what…” Ellen asked taken back by his words,

Thomas never thought he would utter those painful words to the woman he loved with all his heart, to his wife, to Ellen, whose love once filled him with warmth and joy. But as he looked into her eyes once vibrant, now clouded and distant. He felt a deep, unsettling reaY/Ntion wash over him. Part of him knew this was not his Ellen… not anymore. The spark that had ignited their passion had dulled, replaced with a cold silence that echoed through the memories they once cherished together. With a heavy heart, he spoke, and those words shattered what little remained of his devotion, leaving behind only a hollow ache. “Get. Out,” he commanded,

“You- You don’t mean that thomas…” her eyes welled with tears,

“Get! Out!” He shouted, before his voice fell weak at the sight of her, “After all I have done for you…” He muttered, “I have bled for you. I have suffered for you. I have been cast out because of you. I have kept a roof over your head, I have loved you, and you repay me with this?”

“He is beyond-”

“He is a monster!” He yelled, “And if you desire that monster more than me, then he can keep you.” he spat,

“Thomas…” she pleaded,

“I said get out!” He yelled, his voice filled with urgency, as he gripped her by the arm, wrenching her up to her feet. The sharp tug jolted her, and with a rough shove, he propelled her towards the door. In one hand, he thrust the frightened cat into her arms., With the other hand, he carelessly flung a tattered bag of her belongings at her feet, the contents spilling out—a jumble of clothes and personal items tumbling onto the floor.

“Wh-where shall I go?”

“That is not my concern.” He shook his head,

She cursed him under her breath, the words sharp and laced with bitterness, before grabbing her worn leather bag and the small gray cat that purred softly in her arms. The moon hung high, casting a silvery glow over the desolate street as she stepped out into the cool night air, her silhouette disappearing into the darkness.

Inside, Thomas stood frozen for a moment, a wave of guilt washing over him. Yet, deep down, he couldn’t shake the feeling that his actions had been justified. He poured himself a stiff drink, the amber liquid swirling in the glass, and took a deep sip, letting the warmth spread through him. With a heavy sigh, he began to tidy up the scattered remnants of their argument,

Only a few moments later, a sharp knock echoed through the quiet room, pulling Thomas from his troubled thoughts. He grunted to himself, half-expecting it to be Ellen, returning once again to plead for his forgiveness. He didn’t want to open it, knowing it would only cause more trouble.

But the knock came again, more insistent this time, breaking the tense silence.

With a heavy sigh, Thomas reluctantly accepted that he would have to answer it. He steeled himself to turn her away once more, no matter how heartfelt her excuses might be. He marched to the door, irritation pulsing in his chest, and pulled it open, already launching into his preemptive statement: “I told—” But he stopped short, his words caught in his throat, as he found not Ellen standing on his doorstep, but a figure he hadn’t expected at all.

On his doorstep, stood Miss Y/N Y/L/N. Y/N lived next door with her older brother, who’d come to live with her a few months ago after her husband past in a terrible accident. She stood on his doorstep, wearing a gentle deep green dress. The dress was obviously nothing more than a house dress, not something she would be seen in outside her home by anyone of importance, her hair in a rushed bun.

“Miss Y/L/N…”

“Evening, herr Hutter. I… I hope I am not intruding.” she said, “But I heard such a commotion, I wanted to check you were alright.”

He felt a little warm at her words, that she had heard the shouting, breaking and general commotion of He and Ellen’s argument and had come to check on him. It did help him feel a little better, “That- that is kind of you Miss Y/L/N, I… I am well. In body at least.”

She nodded, “Did you need any help?” she asked glancing at the mess across the floor from Ellen shattering their things,

Thomas pondered for a moment unsure if he should, “I- ughh I… Yes. Please. If it’s not too much to ask.”

“Of course,” She smiled softly stepping inside,

“Thank you, Y/N…” he nodded shutting the door with a sigh, “Not sure I want to be alone right now anyway.”

“Can’t imagine you would.” She nodded with a determined look, grabbing the worn wooden broom from the corner of the room and immediately beginning to sweep the scattered debris from the floor.

As they worked together, a comfortable silence enveloped them, punctuated only by the gentle whoosh of the broom bristles against the floorboards.

Once the house was tidied and the air felt lighter, Y/N made him a cup of tea. With a content smile, she carried the cup back to Thomas, who had settled into a comfortable chair, grateful for the moment of respite. “Here,” she said gently, handing him the warm cup while encouraging him to take a few moments to relax.

“Thank you.” He nodded taking a long sip, “Thank you very much for all your help,”

“You’re welcome.”

“I am sorry for disturbing you…”

“It’s alright, I was reading anyway.” she softly smiled as she sat down beside him,

“I take it you… heard?” he sighed sitting his cup down,

“I didn’t hear anything more than you want me to.”

“Y/N.” He playfully glared,

“I heard everything.”

“So you know what she said to me?”

“I do…”

“Go on, tell me I overreacted.” he cursed, “Tell me I’m the cunt for tossing my wife out into the night.”

“I think…” she said, “You have every right to be angry, every right to be frustrated, I am not sure how I’d feel if I was told that.” she nodded,

“But?” he sighed,

“No but.” she smiled softly sliding her hand into his own, “This was your decision, and if it is truly what you want, then know that I will be here to support you in it.”

He softly smiled, “Thank you, Y/N.” He squeezed her hand,

“You’re welcome Thomas,” she smiled back, “And for the record… I share a wall with you, I’m pretty sure she was pleased. If not I feel rather enraged she kept me up so many nights.”

He chuckled, “You, Miss Y/L/N astound me.”

“I do?”

“That you can be so sweet to me,” he smiled, “Even after you have had such sadness.”

“Funny thing about sadness,” she nodded, “It passes. It takes time but… it does. And once you’ve been down in the darkness, the light… seems so much brighter than ever before.”

Thomas smiled and nodded rubbing his thumb on her hand, he couldn’t help but feel warm in her presence, happy and comforted. He knew what he wanted to do, yet he was unsure if he even should think about it. But without warning, he closed the gap and pressed his lips against hers.

Y/N gasped, her eyes wide. She blinked quickly a few times before her let eyes fluttered shut and and softly kissed back.

[sparklewrites1]

There's barely fics for renfield so that means there's almost no smut 😔

I MIGHT make an exception for my rules and write a lil sum sum 😏🤭

IM JOKING I'm joking I'm a minor that would be hella uncomfortable for me and you.

BUT every once in a while I MAY release a few suggestive drabbles. MAYBE

(What have I become 😔)

[imaginesig]

Today, Tomorrow, Forever

SMAU with writing

Nicholas Hoult x Reader

Yn and Nicholas Hoult have known each other since their Skins days, but it wasn't love at first sight. How did they go from a one sides rivalry to dream marriage in 17 years?

Movie release dates/years have been edited for the sake of the story!

Idea sent by @ateliefloresdaprimavera

2024

nicholashout with ynhoult

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nicholashoult 17 years ago made the worst mistake of my life, 11 years ago I had the best conversation ever, and 6 years ago I married the love of my life. I never imagined that one person could be the reason my world turns, but here she is. Happy anniversary my love 🤍

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aarontaylorjohnson happy anniversary!!

elliefanning best couple ever!!

hughgrant happy anniversary! I'm so happy to have met little you and watched as you've grown into an amazing man

scarlettjohansen beautiful!!

sebastianstan 6 years is no small accomplishment, I hope its a good ones guys!

mikebailey here from the start!!

joedempsie so happy for you guys, happy anniversary!

aprilpearson most beautiful bride ever!!

user1 they're the only couple ever

user2 stop the way he looks at her 😭🤭

user3 its the fact he still looks at her the same now as in that photo

user4 Nick putting Yn first in his own post is the most Nick thing he's ever done

user5 Yn is everything and he's just Ken

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2007

N.H.

A laugh rang loud and clear across the busy set. My ears perked up at it and my eyes immediately rolled. There is only on person who has a laugh like that, a laugh that carries through the air with an annoying volume: Yn Ln. I glance towards the noise and notice a small gathering; April, Mitch, and Mike stand around with her laughing at something. Yn looks proud, so it must've been her joke.

"Oi! Nick come join us!" Mitch calls to me.

"I'm good mate, there's some lines I was hoping to review before we start filming again!" It was a lie. There were no lines, I reviewed everything exhaustively yesterday, a bunch of 'Michelle I'm sorry this' and 'Sid get laid' that. I just can't go over there. I can't imagine anything more dull than flocking around Yn and listen to whatever nonsense she spews into conversation.

"Alright we're going to pick up at scene 6. It's our last of the day so let's make it good!" Calls our director. We all fall into place, April by my side, and the others in a semicircle.

"After we're done for the day we should try that place for dinner," she says to Yn.

"Oh yes!" replies Yn with a cheery smiles. I can't help but scoff under my breath.

Y.L.

Across our fake circe, over the chatter of set I hear Nicholas scoff. It stung somewhere deep in my chest and tripped up my good mood.

I was over the moon to book this gig. Like almost every actor here, Skins was my start; from here I'd book more and more until I've reached the stars. My character was an awkward, ugly duckling but she was mine and I love her. This experience has been the best things thats happened to me ever; I've made so many great friends. There is only one problem: Nicholas Hoult. He's a phenomenal actor and a wonderful guy to everyone but me.

I can't recall what I've done over the past months to make him dislike me; at our first read throughs we were cordial and made wonderful small talk, but as filming progressed he distances himself and always has a noise or eye roll to accompany my words. The worst part was he's cute and seeing how hardworking he is around set doesn't help the school girl crush I have for him. And the nail on the coffin? He's a gentleman and so kind to everyone else, just not me. I'm a lucky girl, I suppose; you can't please everyone, so having 7/8 actors be my friends was fine by me. Plus his negatively was only ever a stumble in the road, not a ruin to my day.

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user1 he's so whipped, like Yn did not need to be mentioned for The Menu quote but she was

user2 no cause why did he go on longer about her and the Skins quote than any other line

user3 I'm crying why does he remember the entire Skins line off the top of his head

user4 get yourself a man that talks good about you even when you're not there

user5 the smile he had when talking about Yn makes me wanna cry

user6 he is so in love

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2008

Y.L.

"Cheers!" A round of glasses clinking filled my ears. The core cast got together to celebrate the wrap of season 2 for Skins; we were currently tucked away in the back of some local restaurant in Bristol. I was sat at the end of the table, with Mitch on my right and Dev on my left; everyone was joking and sharing stories, it seemed every member at the table was holding at least 3 conversations. As Cassie would say, it was lovely. The warm lights reflected off of the wooden table and casted a gentle glow on everyone, including Nicholas at the other end of the table. We made eye contact as the table erupted into a roar at something Kaya said; I felt my cheeks burn with the stretch of my smile, but Nicholas's quickly turned from a bright laugh to a tight lipped smile. I rolled by eyes and chose to ignore him; I've let go any wish I had to understand his dislike of me.

I tore my eyes away from Nicholas's direction and looked around, my heart grew heavy. I am so glad we are all geared up to start new projects, but I'm so sad to see everyone separate. I hope we'd all be able to keep in touch. The conversations slowed down so I grabbed my almost empty glass and tapped on it, "Not to make this a cheesy movie moment, but I wanted to let you all know how grateful I am for Skins. Not only has this shown given us a jumping point, but its connected us all..."

N.H.

"...connected us all..." there she bloody goes, killing the mood with some dumb speech. Yn's words soon sounded like the parents from Charlie Brown. Yet, I looked forward to pretend to listen. This is the first time I've really looked at her out of character. I've gotten used to her brush out curls that would frizz out in the English humidity and the hideous fake glasses they'd put on her. All apart of the ugly duckling role she plays. Off set she looks fine, I wouldn't say anything special.

I look down and watch the condensation drip down my glass and onto the table; as the droplets raced I couldn't help but wish Yn was just a little funnier and more interesting.

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user1 they def went home and screwed after this

user2 I felt like I was interrupting something

user3 imagine having to be apart of the crew to film this

user4 Yn was way to excited there's no way Nicholas isn't getting slapped in bed at some point

user5 its the way he gave his answer away with the ask me off camera

user6 also Yn calling Nicholas instead of Nick when she asked 😭 girlie knows how to get what she wants

user7 they're both so possessive but polite

user8 I've never seen a celebrity be so comfortable and laugh (enjoyable not uncomfortable) at these, I love it

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N.H.

My bed felt softer and fluffier than a cloud when I flopped into in face first. It had been a long few months; Warm Bodies finished it wrap, I went straight into auditioning for new projects, and before I could blink I was swept up into press for the movie. I'm living the dream, but sometimes I just want everything to slow down.

My eyes just fluttered closed when my phone let out rapid buzzes, one at a time. I sighed in relief when it went silent, but was quickly disappointed when it started again. I rolled over to retrieve it from the bed beside me. Messages from the old skins group chat filled my lock screen; we made it after a meet up a couple years ago, but it was only ever active on someone's birthday, that was until today. The messages informed me that our old show was trending on twitter with fans pulling old photos, clips, and interviews from our time. I smiled and replied quickly before loading up the app for a quick trip down memory lane.

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My room slowly grew darker as hours passed. Hours have passed as I went down the rabbit hole of Twitter reminiscing; at some point I ended up clicking on different links to interviews the cast has done. The current one was Yn answering a question that I can't remember. A pit formed in my stomach, she was beautiful inside and out. Every interview I saw her in, she had nothing but praises for everyone else and took every compliment with such humility. I was in awe of her answers, despite being formed on the spot came out with the poise of a well rehearsed speech. I made a horrible misjudgment.

"Whose do I most admire of the cast? I'd have to say Nick," the guilt in my chest grew, "he's so talented that you'd think he was a pure asshole if you only watch the show. We're not the closest, but I've seen from being around him he is an absolute sweetheart. That's what makes him admirable, his absolute kick ass work as Tony while being a fantastic cast mate."

I wished she was lying, but I can tell it's all genuine. I spent those years annoyed by her and mentally tearing down this girl, but she wasn't a girl. Yn was a poised young women who was down to Earth and spent her time raising people up. She was right we weren't close, because of me, but she still through so highly of me. I wanted to hit myself, she could've been an amazing friend and I was too dumb to let go of stupid stereotypes from a fictional show to see it.

I turned my phone off and rolled over. Tonight, I fell asleep with the beautiful sound of Yn laughing in my ears.

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It was warm inside the event hall; I was currently sitting at my assigned table at the EBA Awards. I was nominated for my role as R in Warm Bodies, but seeing as I wasn't a huge name I was at the beginning of the carpet. I looked around to see other people mingling to pass the time as everyone makes their way in, but no one stood out so I stayed seated. Somewhere in the distance I heard a loud laugh; it was eerily familiar and certainly beautiful but I couldn't seem to place it. I pulled out my phone someone stopped near the table causing me to look up.

A breath got stuck in my throat as Yn Ln stood in front of me looking like a picture of perfection,"hey Nicholas! I saw you and wanted to catch up..."

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celeb_updates just days after the EBA Awards, former cast mates Yn Ln and Nicholas Hoult were seen on a supposed date! It's the first time they've been seen together/publicly interacted since the last Skins event they attended in 2008

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user1 omg the bad boy and good girl??

user2 we used to pray for days like these

user3 I'm thrilled with the idea of them just being friends much less ON A DATE

user4 OMG GUYS I THOUGHT I WAS CRAZY! I was hoping we'd get some content with them both attending the EBAs!!

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2017

Marie Antoinette (directed by Sofia Coppola) Premiere

X-Men: Dark Pheonix (directed by Simon Kinberg) Premiere

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ynln secrets out 💍

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nicholashoult I love you so much 🩵

ynln right back at ya 🩵

ajcook so excited!!

aprilpearson the scream I let out-- congrats guys!!

mitchhewer never saw it coming but you two work so well together!

user1 omg omg omg omg

user2 that first photo is giving total romcom vibes

user3 right?? I love the shot through the window

user4 part of me is so so excited, but another part just died because wdym Tony fell for C/N??

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ynhoult allow me to reintroduce myself...

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aarontaylorjohnson absolutely stunning bride!! Here's to a long, wonderful marriage

larrisaawilson party like no other! Many congrats

aprilpearson what a night!!! Love you both

user1 im actually crying

user2 ok my turn now...

user3 their personal cake is too cute

user4 the third picture 😭

user5 they're back in their skins party era

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nicholashoult today, tomorrow, forever

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hughgrant Congratulations! I hope its a long and happy marriage

ellefanning beautiful ceremony and killer reception

mikebaily congrats mate!

user1 the polaroids of the guests are so cute

user2 between the two of them there were more famous actors as guests at their wedding than the oscars 😭

user3 I want a love like this

user4 they're so intimate its adorable

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[dilfluvrgirllxoxo]

nicholas hoult in nosferatu holy shit.

[inadreamgirl]

thomas does begs you to stop as he pushes your head back down. his pleading coming out as whimpers and letting out soft whispered prayers as you choke down on him.

desperately need thomas.

[the-fiction-witch]

My Love

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Thomas adjusted his tie, the fabric smooth against his fingers, and took a moment to straighten his hair in the small, slightly tarnished mirror hanging on the wall. The reflection before him bore the marks of a man who had just returned from a luxurious honeymoon. His gaze, however, shifted away from his image as he cast a glance over his shoulder, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

There, nestled beneath the soft covers of their small but cosy bed, lay his new wife. The delicate fabric of her nightie had slipped effortlessly from one shoulder, revealing a hint of her fair skin. Her hair was tousled and wild, a charming testament to her slumber, while her eyes shimmered with the remnants of a few tears. The way her bottom lip protruded in a cute pout made her look both adorable and slightly vulnerable, stirring a protective instinct deep within him. The morning light streamed in through the window, casting a warm glow that illuminated the tender scene, and for a moment, Thomas felt a rush of affection for the woman he had just vowed to love forever.

“Why must you leave me, Thomas?” Y/n begged,

He scoffed as he turned to face her, “I have work to attend to.”

“Work.” she snapped,

“Yes, very important work.” He told her,

“Hardly, mere paperwork and pondering.”

“Be that as it may,” He laughed, “It is work that must be done, so I can get the funds needed to keep my beautiful wife in the manner she is accustomed.” he sat on the bed beside her and stroked his hand across her cheek,

“But I would rather you stay here,”

He smiled, “I would rather stay here, in this bed with you. Until the very stars fall to this earth, my love. But… I must.”

“You would?”

“Of course, I would,” he cooed, he took her hand and pressed a tender kiss on her knuckles, “Our honeymoon has lasted long enough, we have delayed my return twice already.”

“I know, I simply do not know what I shall do all day, without my loving husband.”

He laughed, “Whatever it was you did whilst I was gone all day before we married.”

“How long shall you be gone?”

“Only until five o'clock, my love.” he reassured, “Then I shall run home into your arms, and smother you will all the kisses you have missed.”

“But that is so long,”

“Unfortunately it is, but it must be done.”

“However shall I survive so long without you?”

“Why don’t you go see your friends? Or your mother? I am sure they would be delighted to see you.”

“But I just want to see you,” she begged, “Please.”

He sighed, “Would but I could, my love.” He smiled as he pulled her lips to his in a loving embrace of a kiss, “I promise you, I will be home as soon as I can.”

But Y/n pouted, “You are cruel to me, Thomas.”

“Yes, I am so cruel, heartless, wicked, malicious and monstrous.” he chuckled, “All because I must leave my sweet wife for a few hours of the day.”

“You mock me.”

“I do not mock you, my love,” He smiled, “I know you want me here, and I want you with me. But, you know I must go. I will be back as soon as I can be, keep you in my mind and heart every moment we are apart. You know I adore you Y/n, and I would live by your side every second if I could. Please… do not fill me with guilt more so than I already am, for leaving my beautiful wife alone.”

“I’m sorry…” she mumbled as she nuzzled his waistcoat,

“It’s alright.” he cooed, “I know how… clingy you are.”

“Humm.” she pouts,

“And I am just as clingy and protective of you too.” he laughed,

“I know,” she sighed, “Have a good day at work,”

“Humm… Come here Mrs Hutter, one more kiss to tie me over.” He smirked,

She smiled warmly, her eyes sparkling with affection as she leaned in closer. Gently, she rubbed the tip of her nose against his, the fleeting touch sending a thrill through them both. Then, as if drawn by an invisible force, their lips finally met in a tender, loving kiss, a moment filled with unspoken promises and deep connection.

“Do not miss me too badly,” he cooed,

“Impossible.” she smiled, “Do try not to miss me too.”

“Impossible,” he smiled back, “I’ll see you later my love.”

“Umm…” she nodded, “See you later Thomas.”

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. Rising to his feet, he made his way through the modest home. He reached for his worn brown coat hanging from the hook by the door, its fabric slightly frayed at the edges from years of use.

Just as he was about to slip it on, he felt Y/n's arms encircle his torso tightly, her head nestled against his back, as if she were trying to anchor him in place. “I love you,” she murmured, her voice warm and sincere.

He turned his head slightly, a wide smile spreading across his face. “I love you more,” he replied, his voice filled with affection. He gently pried her hands from around him, relishing the moment. After slipping on his coat and adjusting the brim of his hat, he turned back to her. He leaned in for one last kiss, their lips brushing softly, the world around them fading as they shared this brief connection before he stepped out into the crisp morning air, ready to face the day ahead.

[dilfluvrgirllxoxo]

i think i speak for everyone when i say we NEED more hank fanfics. i am on my knees begging you don’t even understand.