#johnny depp characters

[ilovelosermen69]

I love this broken man

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒔

hello! here is the thing I was cooking up, I had this fic idea when I heard the song, and I thank @catt-leya for helping me, and @royalsweetteaa for basically encouraging me. I hope you all enjoy.

summary - you come home and find your boyfriend in bed with your best friend, how do you react?

warning - cheating, thoughts of death and killing, choking, discussion about sexual acts, swearing.

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

Your heels click against the wood of your porch, and your hand digs through your bag as you try to find your house key. It had been a whirlwind the last few years after that woman had found the man known as Edward in the house above the hill, and everyone was going crazy over his hands being scissors. You two became close. Even your best friend Kim had pushed for you to pursue those feelings, feigning happiness when Edward accepted your proposal to be your boyfriend. 

You two had been living happily ever since, and you were excited to get inside to see him. He always seemed to brighten your day, something no one else had ever been able to do. You unlocked the door and stepped into your house, furrowing your brows slightly when Edward didn’t immediately greet you like he usually does, but maybe he was caught up in something. You hang your bag up, noticing that the heater isn’t on, so you keep your coat on. You sigh and head toward your bedroom, wanting to be in Edward’s arms, maybe even take a hot bubble bath with him. 

“Hey, baby. I missed y–” You stop when you enter the room, your mouth falling open, and a fire stirs behind your eyes. “Oh. I didn’t know you had company.” There he was, your boyfriend lying there with nothing on but a goofy smile and a platinum blonde, also known as your best friend, Kim. Your nostrils flare, and you glare. “I can’t believe you’d do this on our bed.” 

Edward tries to find words. “I–I didn’t… S–she told me this was okay?” Beforehand you would’ve thought his stuttering was cute, the way he seemed so innocent and kind. He looks between you and Kim, covering his body with the sheets, and your eyes notice how ruined they are from his scissors. 

Kim smirks, looking at you with the fakest innocent look ever.  “Oops, I guess I did.” She shrugs as if she didn’t just fuck your boyfriend for no reason.

Your hand twitched, eyes looking over to the drawer that holds your gun, and you contemplate. “I got a pistol, and I got a bullet, and I also have a pissed-off finger just itchin’ to pull it.” You growl, and their eyes widen, but then your eyes catch yours in the full-length mirror, and you imagine yourself in prison clothes, scrunching your nose. You look back to the two most awful people in your life, “The only thing keepin’ me from losing my head is I hate stripes, and orange ain’t my colour, and if I squeeze that trigger tonight. I’ll be wearing one or the other.” You sigh, rolling your eyes. “There’s no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion.” 

“S–sweets–” You cut Edward off with a glare, walking deeper into the room and into your closet. You reach down and grab your suitcase, roughly placing it on the bed and giggling when Kim lets out a pained gasp.

“Oops, I guess I didn’t see you there.” You begin to pack your clothes, ignoring Edward and Kim, getting out of bed and quickly putting their clothes back on. You know he is having a bit of trouble, yet you can’t find it in you to care anymore. “Huh, but if I did kill you tonight. I could fall in love with a prison guard…” You blink, sighing as you think about it. You continue to pack, not bothering to look at them and decide to talk to yourself. “I could sell cigarettes in the prison yard. Don’t think hard time would be that hard on me.” Your hand twitches as you pile more clothes in, itching to grab that gun and shoot them between the eyes. 

“I–I… I didn’t mean to…” Edward stutters, nervously gulping as he tries to take a step forward. You can hear the clang of the blades as he begins to fiddle with his fingers, a nervous habit of his when he feels he did something wrong but doesn’t exactly know what or how to fix it. “I…I–I love y–” You cut him off with a glare, not letting him finish.

“You don’t love me, Edward. I know you used to live isolated, but you haven’t in a long time now. You would’ve known that this wasn’t right. You would’ve known that what we shared together isn’t meant to be shared with someone else, especially her.” Your sharp gaze lands on the little tramp you used to call a best friend. “I hope you feel happy with yourself, I should’ve known you would’ve done something, but I didn’t think you’d wait three years later.” You begin throwing everything into the suitcase, not caring if it’s neat. You can’t be around them any longer. You feel so many emotions inside you, some ready to burst and others you don’t want to let out. You moved over to the drawer with the gun inside, feeling that urge prepared to escape. “You know, I could pick up trash on the side of the road, but I’d die if I saw someone I know.” You know the words were random, but you also knew they were reaching them, showing them that you were contemplating killing them for their crime. “Ain’t the chains. It’s the clothes that’s stopping me. Oh, and one shot ain’t worth a bad mugshot. God knows I wouldn’t be caught holding up a number while the whole towns starin’ at the picture in the paper of me wearing stripes.”

“Don’t be so dramatic, Y/n. You aren’t even making sense. You’d really kill us over sex?” You laugh, unable to stop it from slipping. Kim dared to say that, thinking what she did was not wrong. You couldn’t believe her. She dared sleep with your boyfriend, the man you could see the rest of your life with, for what? 

“I’m sorry, what?” The smile on your face slowly slips from your face, replaced with a murderous look. “It’s not just sex, Kimmy Bear. It’s betrayal. Don’t you remember I saw how you looked at him three years ago? Even though you had a boyfriend, I told you that you could give it a shot even though you knew I liked him. I was willing to push aside my feelings, for you, and this is how you repay me after everything. You broke us.” You step closer to her, backing her into the wall. “I gave you a chance, but you told me I could have him. You said you were happy for me. You let me fall deeply in love for what? For you to fuck him three years later, why? What did I ever do to you?” You growl, wanting to get to the bottom of this. 

“What did you do to me?! You stole my man!” You laugh again, causing her to flinch, growing angrier. “Why the hell do you keep laughing?” She smirks, thinking of something to say to possibly hurt you and stop you from laughing. “Did you forget I fucked him? Oh, I fucked him so well. You should’ve seen how he begged me, how adorable he looked underneath and on top of me. You should’ve heard how he whimpered as I sucked him into my mouth.”

You could feel your heart breaking inside your chest, looking between them. You didn’t need to know the details of what happened.

“Oh, and you should’ve seen how excited he was to taste me. To get between my legs, it’s as though you’ve been starving him.” 

Maybe orange and stripes could be your colour. You could say it was self-defence. Your mind was racing. What could you do? What were your options? Before you can even think, your hand wraps around her throat, choking her. Her eyes widen, fingers clawing into you as she tries pulling you off her.  

“Y–Y/n, what… What are you doing?” Edward stumbles over, “S–stop!” He anxiously bounces on his feet, and he whimpers when you glare. 

“Why should I stop? You didn’t.” You watch her begin to lose air, eyes rolling back into her head before you let go. You watch her pathetically fall to the ground, gasping for breath. Edward falls alongside her, making sure she’s okay. “Huh. Well, I guess you can have each other.” You walk over to your suitcase, zip it shut and grab it. You look at them one last time before you leave the room and the house.

“The only thing savin’ your life is that I don’t look good in orange, and I hate stripes.” You sing as you get into your car, vowing never to return to this dreadful town.

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[bookloover35]

Barnabas Collins x Fem reader-Save Me.

Yns Pov:

Ugh What is happening?  my head is spinning and my whole body is full of pain.  The last thing I remember was that I talked to Barnabas and that then I would go for a little walk then I do not remember anything at all.  I tried to open my eyes but instead of being greeted by light, I was only greeted by darkness.

Where am I?  Why can I not see anything?

I tried to get up or try to move at all, but it was in vain, I could not.  Now the panic began to creep in, I began to move my fingers and I felt that I was lying in some kind of coffin.  Now the panic started to increase but I continued to move my fingers and finally I found a small hole and there I could feel the earth.

Now all the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place and now the panic began to strike hard.  I have been buried alive.

What am I doing here?

How did I end up here?  and who may have done this to me.

I started screaming for help and at the same time as I screamed I started knocking on the coffin lid.

Yn: Hello can anyone hear me up there?  Please help me help me.  Hello!!!!!

But it was like screaming for deaf ears no one could hear me.  The only thing I could think of was Barnabas, he must be able to find me.

Yn: Please Barnabas please find me.

Barnabas Pov:

Barnabas: You Witch, what have you done with Yn?

I screamed as I stood in front of Angelique with my hand around her neck and was very prepared to kill her.  One moment they were talking to Yn and the other moment I get a letter from Angelique stating that she has kidnapped Yn.

Angelique: Hello to you to Darling.

Barnabas: Dont you dare darling me Witch what have you done with Yn.

Angelique: If I could not get you, I really would not let the little slut get you either.

But you know what, darling, I feel a little kind so I'll give you a chance to save your little girlfriend.

I've hidden her in the woods but where I'm not going to tell you so you have to hurry I think little innocent Yn does not have much time left.

Barnabas: If you lie to me and if Yn dies, I will not hesitate to kill you.

I told her and let go of her neck and took advantage of my vampire speed and started running to the forest.  Please hope I find her please do not let it be too late.  Finally I thought as soon as I got to the forest and now I really have to concentrate I used my strong hearing it did not take long for me to hear a heartbeat.

It was Yn's heart I heard but it was very weak, I started running towards the sound and when I arrived, I threw myself on my knees and started digging with just a thought in my head.

Please Yn do not give up.

(Jumpskip) Yns Pov:

Yn hello yn, could I hear someone say my name.

I opened my eyes but very careful with a fear that I was still buried but instead of being greeted by darkness and a cramped space, I was greeted by light and that I was lying in one's big bed, it's not a dream I'm at home  in Collins hall.

Barnabas: Yn Darling.

I turned to him and as soon as our eyes met I flew out of bed and started running towards him.  I did not care that my whole body hurt and that I was about to faint all I could care was him.  When I was close enough, I threw myself into his arms and began to cry in his arms.

Yn: Oh Barnabas, I knew you would save me, thank you for finding me I was so scared.

I felt how he started to hold me in a strong and secure grip then he kissed me on the head and said.

Barnabas: What happens or how far we are apart I will always find you I promise, and I swear on my immortal life that I will never leave you and she will never even get the chance to touch you again.

The end.

[helloiamrr]

Because of boredom, I made these.

(Hope its accurate)

[alpacavampire]

Alice: You're afraid of clowns

Tarrant: So are you

Alice: But you are a Clown

Tarrant: *Looks his reflection of a shiny cup* AHHHH

Based on this

[tomscottsredshirt]

✦ ₊ ˚⊹ ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ᵈᵉᵖᵖ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ʰᵘᵍ ʰᵉᵃᵈᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿˢ 🍰💭💌

ʷᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: ⁵⁰¹

୧ ‧₊˚ 🕸️ ⋅ ☆ ꒰ ɪᴄʜᴀʙᴏᴅ ᴄʀᴀɴᴇ: ꒱ a little awkward about it, but generally likes hugs, especially after a particularly unpleasant nightmare or if he's scared. too shy to initiate most of the time. very gentle and comforting, puts his head on your shoulder and pets your hair. loves to cuddle during thunderstorms.

୧ ‧₊˚ ✂️ ⋅ ☆꒰ ᴇᴅᴡᴀʀᴅ ꜱᴄɪꜱꜱᴏʀʜᴀɴᴅꜱ: ꒱ clumsy and hesitant due to his hands (poor boy's afraid of hurting you), but craves hugs at every given opportunity, even if he doesn't know how to express it. hugs with him are long and intimate, a tender touch that reminds him he's loved despite his differences. if he's taller than you, rests his head on top of yours.

୧ ‧₊˚ 🔪 ⋅ ☆ ꒰ ꜱᴡᴇᴇɴᴇʏ ᴛᴏᴅᴅ: ꒱ would probably slit anyone's throat if they even tried to hug him, unless it's someone very very close to him. even so, he's stiff as a board and just hovers his hands around your waist, not actually touching you and pulls away quickly.

୧ ‧₊˚ 🚬 ⋅ ☆ ꒰ ᴅᴇᴀɴ ᴄᴏʀꜱᴏ: ꒱ not used to hugs and isn't very fond of them either, but doesn't mind being held here and there if it's someone he trusts, like his s/o. rubs your back. he def smells like cigarette smoke 24/7.

୧ ‧₊˚ 🍫 ⋅ ☆ ꒰ ᴡɪʟʟʏ ᴡᴏɴᴋᴀ: ꒱ probably disgusted? flinches away, then reluctantly lets you hold him if he cares about you. awkward and stiff as well, not really knowing where to put his hands. rolls his eyes but actually loves it. chuckles nervously.

୧ ‧₊˚ 🎭 ⋅ ☆ ꒰ ᴊᴀᴍᴇꜱ ᴍ. ʙᴀʀʀɪᴇ: ꒱ would be surprised to receive a hug from anyone, but happily reciprocates it. sways left and right a little. he appreciates hugs especially after one of his plays don't go so well. if you're his s/o, gives you a little kiss on the forehead afterwards.

୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 🥃 ☆ ꒰ ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ: ꒱ big tight bear hug, like one you'd get from a caring dad, which he is. squeezes you a little too hard sometimes, maybe even lifts you up a little. likely to ruffle your hair playfully. if you're his s/o, might whisper a dirty little something in your ear, or his hands might wander.

୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 📄 ☆ ꒰ ᴍᴏʀᴛ ʀᴀɪɴᴇʏ: ꒱ might not seem like a huge hugger on the surface either, but really likes them. idk he just seems like the kinda guy who'd like to cuddle up while napping. runs his fingers through your hair. hugs bring him comfort in the midst of his divorce, or when he's struggling with writing. they're brief but meaningful, letting him know you're there if he needs you, and he does.

୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 💭 ☆ ꒰ ɢɪʟʙᴇʀᴛ ɢʀᴀᴘᴇ: ꒱ LOVES hugs but wouldn't openly ask for them, even when he needs it the most. when you offer him one, he rests his hands on your upper back, holding you tight. he's afraid of letting you go. having someone safe to hold onto and knowing he's loved and appreciated, even if just for a moment, means the world to him. it's strange for him to feel like he has somewhere to go when all the responsibilities of caring for his family get too much. he deserves all the hugs in the world <3

[scurviesdisneyblog]

Jin Kim's character designs for Bastion: an early version of Flynn Rider inspired by Johnny Depp.

[chasingmidnights]

Misc. Moodboards

Captain Jack Sparrow

Shane Walsh (1)

The Hunger Games

The Devil All the Time

Ari Levinson

Pedro Pascal (1) & Pedro Pascal (2)

Jefferson, Once Upon a Time

[wonkastarshine]

i think they would be friends

[kiwipineappleparasol]

Various Sonic Scribbles done on "Aggie" (it got Thrown in the Fiery pits and Turned into Magma but I Never Forget...)

[pix11-4k]

All of the wonkas!! These are just some recent old drawings i’ve done, just posting them here! 🍫

[imyourbratzdoll]

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

 ♡ 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 ➳ 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 ❥ 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 ❦ 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌

೫˚🖤❀ *ૢ🥀೫˚🌑

𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬 ➳

summary - you come home and find your boyfriend in bed with your best friend, how do you react?

೫˚🖤❀ *ૢ🥀೫˚🌑

[bookloover35]

Sweeney Todd x fem reader-I fell in love with the Devil.

Yns POV.

The devil when I say that I have fallen for the devil then I mean it.  And the devil's name is Sweeney Todd I fell in love as soon as he set foot in my mom's pie shop.  I do not know why I fell for him and I know I should not fall for him.  Mom and I both discovered that he was the old barber who both in the old apartment where we now live.  Benjamin Barker he told us about what happened and my mother told the tragic event about his wife and that Judge Turpin has his daughter.

He was completely overwhelmed and I did my best to help him feel better, and then I discovered that he was very nice.  He is amazingly the very first who has ever been kind to me.  Yes my mother is kind but not all the time she blames me that it is my fault that my father died.  And my mother knew about my feelings for Mr T, but I have no idea how she found out.  And she did not like that I have feelings for him because she also had feelings for him.  She always told me.  (You should let him be Yn he is mine), or (do you really think he can love someone like you.) What does she mean by her he is not an object he is a human being.  My mother's words did not scare me I just fell for him more and more.  But one thing really scared me and that was what I saw a while ago.

( A While Ago).

Mrs Lovett: Yn go up with this cup of Tea for Mr T. I would do it myself but I have so much to do here in the store.  But remember, just give him tea no more.  He is mine.

I said okay to my mother and took the cup with Tea which was in her hand and walked out the door.  When I was out I started going up the stairs to his barber shop.  When I was halfway up the stairs, I heard something strange from his shop.  I started walking faster up the stairs with the thought that Mr T might have cut himself when he sharpened his razors.  When I was up, I slammed the door and saw something that would scar me for life.

There stood Mr T and had just cut off the throt of his customer.  Why I dropped the cup for fear I could hear them crushed below for my feet.  Then I saw that Mr T was looking at me he had not seen me before he had heard the cup crushed.

Sweeney Todd: YN!!!!!!

Yn: Wh_ What have you done.

Blood blood all over him and on the floor, I looked at the dead man and then at him.  He started walking towards me.

Yn: No stay away from me.

I quickly turned around and started running down the stairs I could hear Mr T shouting my name but I just kept running.  I refused to stop think if I did not have time to be fast enough think if he got hold of me he would kill me too.  I ran into the store completely exhausted and sat down in one of the chairs.  My mother looked at me as if I had seen a ghost.  I wish I had seen a ghost instead of that.

Mrs Lovett:What's with you?  you look like you've seen a ghost.  It went well to give Mr T his tea.

Before I could say anything, Mr T came into the store.  I felt my heart literally settle in my throat he looked at me and smiled then he looked at my mother and stopped smiling but my mother smiled big at him and said.

Mrs Lovett: Ah Mr T Did you get Teat off Yn?

Sweeney Todd:Yes, I got it, thank you so much Yn for coming up with it for me.

He looked at me while his told my mother I smiled back at him so my mother would not suspect anything.Even though what I saw really scared me and that he scared me, I could not help but blush.  I have fallen for the devil, and why did he lie that I had given him the Tea.  I dropped the cup and why had my mother not heard it, she must have been in the basement.

Yn: Your welcome

He smiled back at me again and I smiled back oh he must be so heavenly beautiful.  Stop Yn you just saw him MURDER a man.  Our eyes were interrupted by my mother saying my name.

Mrs Lovett: Yn Sweetheart can you go and buy us a bottle of Tonic?

Yn: What um yes I can do that I thought of actually walking past the library.

Mrs Lovett: Okay how good I'm just going to get my wallet.

She started walking towards her room and left me and Mr T themselves in the store I did not want to be alone with him.  I turned to him and saw that he was already looking at me and started walking towards me.  I quickly got up from the chair and started to back away from him I should have looked behind me because then I might have had time to discover that I have a wall behind me.  I closed my eyes and waited for death to come.  But instead I felt one hand on my waist and the other on my cheek and I opened my eyes.  Mr T looked at me with a loving look and sad, not angry or murderous.

Sweeney Todd: You do not have to be afraid of me my angel.  I could NEVER hurt you.

I was about to answer him but he leaned forward and kissed me then he whispered to me.

Sweeney Todd: We can talk later tonight.

He said to me and kissed me again and I do not know what flew inside me but I kissed him back and I felt how he removed his hand from my cheek and took both his hands and put them on my ass and squeezed and I opened  my mouth in shock and then he took the chance and stuck his tongue in my mouth.  Our tongues started fighting with each other and I felt how he squeezed my ass again, then he did something I was not prepared for I moaned into the kiss.  He smiled into the kiss that devil.

He quickly withdrew when we heard my mother.  What happened right now I really do not hope she saw that, I felt a strange feeling between my legs.  My mother came into the store and gave me the purse and told me not to come home late.  I promised I would not be away for too long and then I said goodbye to them both and when I walked a bit I saw that Mr T looked at me through the window and waved to me I waved back then I continued to walk.  What am I doing?

The end.

[helloiamrr]

Johnny Depp Tim Burton Characters Appreciation Post

I love them all sm

[alex-iltempo]

Best thing ever 😂😂😂

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