#paul dano movies

[danowh0re]

begging for calvin x bottom!cis!male reader

Maybe reader just teases him throughout the day, especially when he’s writing and Calvin has enough of it and bends him over ?? <33

It’s okay if you’re not comfortable with it :)

Best way to come back into writing 🤭

Urge

SMUT!!! MDNI!!!

Calvin X Bottom!Cis!Male!Reader

828 words

(used y/n / he/him/they pronouns)

Little bit of anal?? | dirty talk/begging | yatta yatta yk the jist lmao and most of alll ENJOYYYYY

The look in Calvin’s face is like a dad watched his favourite football team play. So deeply tranced into the work that he is writing he can’t get out of it. What seems like seconds later when Calvin showed some liveliness and took a sip of the room temperature water that’s sitting at his side, y/n comes along. He sits right on the opposite side of the table corner where Calvin is; y/n slowly tapping his nail to the wooden desk. Making it clear he is bored out of his mind. The focused man that sits in front of him making him hard from how hardworking he is, knowing he can’t just help himself with the tent forming in his pants.

But his stubbornness pushes him back into finishing his book first before dealing with the beautiful boy in front of him. As he continued on finishing his story Calvin only half paid attention until the sight of y/n coming towards him is enough for him to close his eyes, a shutter in his breath beginning to form.

His body feeling cold suddenly after staring at the blank page for too long while he is able to see his partner's hands up from their laps clenching into fists as they sit on the other side of the table. He opened his eyes to stare at the long awaited boy in front of him. “Do you mind y/n? I have a due date for this and I can’t fuck it up.” Calvin’s voice grows louder, pausing suddenly as an idea comes to mind, but acting like y/n only wants it. “..or do you want to be fucked? Hm? Little bunny can’t even wait an hour?”

Calvin sits up from his chair, grabbing him off of the table and coming up from behind y/n and dropping their pants swiftly. Marking their territory by bending their back over the table in front of them. Y/n‘s pulsating Cock grinding against it.

A finger gliding down to their entrance as he moans softly. Pushing two fingers inside y/n, moving both fingers around making sure he can take all of him in. Y/n feeling as though his dick will explode soon if he continues to be worked so good, but being brought back to reality by the hand placed on his shoulder. “Say please.”

Marking their territory once again.

Y/n choosing to be bratty, he responds with a whiney voice, “please.. but please do tell me-“ he looks behind to look at Calvin, “w-whats taking so long..~” A smirk lays on y/n’s face as Calvin doesn’t take that comment. Releasing his fingers out of him, instantly taking off his belt and everything else after it. He jerks himself quickly to let his pre-cum coat his tip. Afterwards quickly pushing himself fully in y/n’s now loose hole.

Making a low moan which causes y/n to flinch away from him. Quickly thrusting forward, Y/n cries out his name not expecting it to hurt so much. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” Calvin holds onto y/n’s shoulders firmly. Holding his head still. Not letting him move, y/n gripping the edges of the table from pure desperation to move but unable to since he was already in such a deep penetration. “Now.. Where were we? Oh yes, please continue to be such a naughty boy~" He makes y/n beg for his cock in a sweet way as he moans his name as well. "Please.. don’t stop! Please.. fill me up!!”

He gives him exactly what he wants. Slowly pumping his thick member in and out. Every inch pounding in y/n deeper than ever. Making him unable to stop his hips from rolling his waist to meet Calvin’s. His cock feels heavy yet sensitive inside him. If only it wasn’t on such a limited time slot he would go slower but.. He isn’t one to deny anyone what they want.

Just making y/n bounce more, y/n falls on his elbows making it easier for Calvin to work him in a little better. Fingers circling around his balls and the area around his base. Bringing him closer and closer to climax. While y/n calls out for Calvin more, begging him to fill him up like never before.

Calvin soon grabs onto y/n’s red-shoulders, spilling out deep into his hole, making sure to not leave anything out. Calvin’s shutters at the feeling, y/n’s reaction just begging for all of it again and again.

Calvin slips out of y/n. Quickly fixing himself up and leaving y/n barely naked. Sitting back into his chair and staring into the blank page once again.

Leaving y/n panting by himself, Calvin looks up at him for a moment, “you can leave now.” He watches him walk away slowly before looking back down to his paper, pretending to be working again. Just as he did when he was still on top of y/n.

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[imagine--if]

Still finishing up a long Eddie imagine, buuutt-

The Riddler with a s/o who’s always sleepy? I don’t know, just a random idea I had, but I feel like Edward would be more and more wanting to stay at home and cuddle in bed then return to the cold envirnoment of his workplace out in Gotham 🥰

He reveals in the comic that he only really naps during the night, but with you there to drag him to bed properly instead of dozing off in his chair, all the warmth and closeness and love makes him so excited it wears Ed out 😂

I can just see him staring with heart eyes at you for a solid half hour before he gets so overwhelmed with obsessive, adoring thoughts that face in his head, that Edward has to eventually make himself relax in your arms and bury his face into your hair. It’s the best sleep he’s gotten in years, maybe all his life 💚

@riddlersbimbo I LOVE THIS GIF ASKGSFHSL-

[keylaunder]

Dwayne Hoover headcannons

quick lil post, send in requests for anything im kinda stumped rn lol <3

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- likes to listen to you read to him, idly playing with your hair or you’re playing with his

- Smells like ocean body mist and clean linen

- Bakes with Olive

- Hides his face in his hands when he’s embarrassed

- Falls asleep very quickly

- Favorite ice cream flavors are coffee and sorbet

- Can draw really well, sketches pictures on his assignments

- Adding onto that, while he was under the oath of silence he would express himself through drawing or painting but only with black,whites and grays

- Collects old marvel comic books from the 60s

- Touchstarved

- Has coco butter scented conditioner

- Has boxer and socks with jets on them (gifts from his mom)

- Plays the guitar

- Favorite subject is history

- Can’t use chopsticks

- doesn’t like overhead lighting, prefers lamps or natural light

- Favorite time of day is the early morning (4-9 am)

- An early riser

- Because of wanting control over his diet to aid in working out he started cooking his own meals and got pretty good at it

- Favorite Snapple flavor is lemon tea

- Likes giving and receiving hugs from behind

- Lays his head on you when he’s tired

[porcelainicons]

[lokis-army-77]

my new toxic trait is thinking that there will be new Paul Dano fics up every second of the day.

seriously tho, I have read through all of them.

[burgerlabs]

BTW I MADE THIS EDIT AND IT FOT LIKE 200 LIKES ON INSTAGRAM (@ conkacola) SO IT BETTER DO GOOD HERE

[benedictscouch]

He's literally me (real)

[chronophotographic-gun]

Little Miss Sunshine (2006)

[sweetums0kitty]

Dear Universal Studios, please replace Harry Potter world with Barbieland. Please and thank you!

Or like I wish there was a cool big budget Gotham world.

[mookinng]

this is probably his wardrobe

[jackmustcry]

very proud of my recent art

[danowh0re]

rank dano movies?? idk which to watch

Don't judge me lmao— but these are all of his movies/shows he's been in / the ones I've watched

Love & Mercy (BEST. 11/10. BEST FILM OUT THERE)

Prisoners (amazing film in general—)

Cowboys and aliens (percy!!!!!!! Ahhhhhh,,, he's my husband irl frfr)

There will be blood (eli, he's so pretty, homo)

Being Flynn (nick my beloved)

War & Peace (tv show) (peirre<3333)

For Ellen (it's a recreation of my childhood, literally 💀💀💀. Dano is so fuckin hot in it, beware)

Fast Food Nation (brian is the loml)

Swiss Army Man (the soundtrack is beautiful)

The Girl Next Door (klitzy<3333)

Little Miss Sunshine (started my dano obsession in 2007 lmfao, I was seven—)

The Batman (eh)

Youth (I am in love with his character, he gives me uncle vibes)

Okja

The Ballad Of Jack And Rose

12 Year Slave

Escape At Dannemora (you see his ass in it and he has a mommy kink and yells mommy into someone's tit)

Ruby Sparks

Weapons

Taking Lives

Explicit ills (super hot)

Wildlife (he directed it! But it's really really good!!!)

Knight and day

L.I.E

Looper

Too Young To Be A Dad

Gigantic (cute, he's a lil pussy)

The guilty (wasn't even in it- just his voice was-)

The Extra Man (just sucked lmao)

The Good Heart (quack quack)

Taking Woodstock (homosexual)

Where The Wild Things Are (I have ptsd from his character)

[imagine--if]

Random thought/drabble: I see Eddie’s love waking up to Edward lying on top them like dead weight, while he’s not-so-secretly absorbing the warmth and watching you intensely just to see you wake up 😵‍💫

He’s so excited and it’s so sweet, because all you have to do is blink awake a couple times and suddenly you’ve got Ed squealing like a fangirl and obsessing over the fact that you’re each other’s for another whole day 😍

“Hi angel! Did you sleep well? You looked like you slept well! What do you want to do today? Shall we keep going with the puzzles we were making? You’re so good at them, lovely! And you look so pretty… do you remember when we first met? You looked at me just as you’re looking at me now 🥰”

Meanwhile you’re literally half asleep like “😟🙂”

And Edward equals 🥹😍😵‍💫

This was fun to write lol

[homuku]

hello all i have watched a certain movie 2 years after it got popular

pretend this spread is finished and doesnt look like shit in some places

[cinematicmasterpiece]

little miss sunshine (2006)

[lokis-army-77]

Still There

Pierre Bezukhov x female reader

Word Count: 1408

After waking up, Reader goes to find her missing husband only to find him sulking in the library.

Warning: None that I can think of.

ASK: Pierre- honestly anything with Pierre would be gold, but maybe it’s a hurt/comfort where Pierre finally opens up about his time as a prisoner to the reader?

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It was early in the morning when I woke. With my eyes still closed, I stretched out my arms feeling for the warmth of my husband. I frowned in confusion when I could not find him beside me. 

Yawning, I push myself up and rub my palms into my eyes, taking away the sleep. Looking around the large room, I found it empty. The fire in the hearth had gone out sometime in the night, now it was only a few glowing coals. The sky outside the bedroom windows was a deep blue, the sun has not yet come over the horizon but we beginning to peak its way up with every passing second. 

Staggering out of bed, legs almost buckling from my heavy sleep, I grab hold of my house coat draped over one of the lounge chairs by the fireplace and quickly put it on. Without the fire going, the room was freezing. 

Quietly, I padded my way out of the room and through the grand house. It was as silent as a graveyard except for the sound of my bare feet on the stone flooring. Although, the servants may all already be awake downstairs.

The house is dark, as well, in the early morning light. The only evidence of life is that of the warm glow of a fire shining under the library doors. 

I smiled. That’s where he is. 

Tiptoeing my way to the door, I opened it without a sound. Pierre was there, like I had thought, laying in the chase lounge near the fire. He was not asleep but drinking, an almost empty bottle held tightly in his hand as he stared off into space. 

He did not notice me until I was right behind him with my fingers combing into his light brown hair. In a fright, his hand came up to grasp harshly at mine, the other swinging the bottle around. 

“Pierre!” I cried out, “It’s just me.”  

The hand with the bottle stopped before it ever came close to me and his other hand released my wrist. His eyes were glassy and looked up at me sadly. 

“I-I am so terribly sorry my dear, I had not realized that it was you.” His voice trembled as he looked away from me and back into the fire. 

I rested my hand gently on his shoulder and trailed it to the other one and down his arm as I walked around in front of him. There was no more room on the chase for me as his whole body took up the entire length of it and then some, so I opted to take one of the throws pillows my his legs and place it on the floor. I held onto his hand as I slowly sat on the pillow. 

“It is okay darling, I am not hurt.” I rubbed my thumb into the back of his hand.

He said nothing only squeezed my hand tighter.

“I was wondering where you were when I woke up.” I smiled at him and he gave me a small, quick one in return. “Will you tell me what's the matter? You look so melancholy.” I placed my other hand over the bottle he was holding and took it from him, placing it on the floor. 

“Give it back.” He grumbled.

“I’ve already told you that drinking away your problems is no good, Pierre. Now, tell me what it is, I am your wife, I am here to listen to your troubles.”

“It’s nothing really. Just a bad dream.” He dismissed my worry.

“I know you and you never just drink when it’s a bad dream. Something is really bothering you.” I rubbed my hand up his arm.

He sighed and looked down at me. “I just- I can’t escape it.” He took my hand into his and brought it to his lips to kiss. “Although it has been almost two years, every time I close my eyes I am back, chained and a prisoner.” 

I sat straighter at his words. Not once since being liberated had he talked about his weeks as a prisoner during the french invasion. 

“I watched so many men die, men who I probably would have ended up like if my father had never favored me so much. I won’t lie and say that I’m not lucky, because I am. I have this house, a beautiful wife, and I am alive. That is more than those poor souls I watched slaughtered can say.

“I feel so guilty for living this life when they are gone. Especially Karataev, who somehow saw things so simply and loved even in what could be described as a time of hell on earth. I still haven’t figured out how to be like him, carefree and in the moment, living on instinct alone. He was a friend whom I made out of an unfortunate circumstance and now he is dead and I am alive. Why? Why was I spared from the peacefulness of death and instead dealt the cards of dealing with this?” 

I watched and listened carefully as Pierre spilled his heart and emotions. He never once looked me in the eye, always looking either at the fire or just grazing the top of my head with his eye line. I did not know what to say. I had never experienced the horrors of war and that of being a prisoner, the only death I had seen was when my grandfather passed and that was as peaceful as watching him drift off to sleep. 

There were tears forming in Pierre’s eyes as he recounted the harsh conditions of being a prisoner during the French retreat. How cold and hungry he was as they walked for miles and miles each day. 

“The only thing that got me through, and still gets me through the memories and dreams of those few weeks is you. In the dullness of my life in those moments, the brightness of your hair and skin in the sun would flicker past my mind’s eye. Your smile would comfort me when I had nothing else to smile about. The remembrance of your soft hands running over my shoulders and into my hair helped soothe me to sleep many of those nights. I was fully prepared to never see you again, to never see this house and my friends.”

That time, he dropped his eyes to mine and the tears began to fall silently. Getting to my knees, I whipped the droplets away from his cheeks with my thumbs. 

“It’s okay my darling, it is over and you are here with me. I will never let anything like that happen to you again.” I brought his quivering lips to mine in a sweet, careful kiss. He pulled me up off my pillow and tried to maneuver into a position that would allow me to set on the chase with him. I laughed into the kiss. “Pierre, darling, this seat is not big enough for the both of us. Why don’t you come back to bed with me? We can have a lounging day. You need your rest and I will be beside you the whole time.”

“That sounds very nice.” His voice was soft as he held onto me. 

“So? What do you say?” I give him another peck on the lips then the nose and forehead. 

“Alright, I guess we can be lazy today.” He sighed and shifted, telling me he was about to stand. 

I got to my feet and pulled him along with me back to our bedroom. Shivering from the lack of fire, I quickly jumped into our bed and then reached out for him. 

“Are you okay now darling?” I asked, noticing his slowness.

“I am. Just tired is all.” He replied as he took off his robe and placed it by mine on the chair by the fireplace. 

Compared to the room and my skin, Pierre’s hands and the rest of his body were hot as he pressed himself against me in the bed. I snuggled into him and his arms wrapped around me to hold me tight. 

“Try to get some sleep, please. And if you wake up before me again, just wake me, I don’t want you to be reliving that experience without me there to help ease it. Okay?” I held onto him tightly.

“Yes dear,” he kissed the top of my head. “I will.”

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