#young tom cruise

[tomcruise-fan-uk]

Tom cruise as Lt Daniel Kaffee in a few good men (1992)

[soaringcloud]

NO- BUT THIS LOOK !!!!

[malavera]

Babysitter (18+) — Joel Goodsen, Tom Cruise

summary: you became Joel Goodsen’s babysitter because Joel’s Mother had always liked you. You’re her best friend’s daughter. She’s fully aware that Joel would be alright being alone by himself but she doesn’t really trust him. Little did both of you know, Joel has always had a crush on you.

warnings: unprotected shower sex, agegap, breeding kink

tagging: @deanscroissant @love2write2626 @tomsf18 @helloitstsyu @call-sign-shark @moondustfairies @lynnsthoughts @sparklylap @gypsymoon548 @elenavampire21 @katherineswritingsblog @cherriescruise

“Why are you here, Y/N?” Joel crossed his arms across his chest, standing in the middle of the living room watching you flip the magazine on your lap.

“What do you mean, Joel?” You innocently asked, looking up to him while your hands never stop flipping through the pages of the magazine.

“I’m 18. I could take care of myself, besides, don’t you think it’s a little weird that… You need to babysit me?” Joel sat down in front of you on the coffee table.

“I don’t think so. I’ve always loved being around ever since you were 15, it’s alright, Joel.” You shrugged your shoulders

You’re 21 years old. You and the Goodsen’s family go way back but you’ve started the babysitter service on Joel was when he was 15 years old. Joel’s parents has gone out to business trips a lot, and they couldn’t bring Joel. So, they asked for your help and you would never say no to them aside from being polite, you got nothing much to do, and also because you find the boy cute.

But, you never acted on anything that is frowned upon especially with the age gaps. Though, now he’s legal.. You might have a thing or two in mind. The only thing that is stopping you is that you never know if he enjoys your company whenever you’re around to babysit him, as you don’t want to make a fool out of yourself and caused any trouble between you and the Goodsen’s. Because, who loves being nannied and watched?

Joel pursed his lips before he lets out an irritated sigh, “I’m going to my room.” Pushing himself off from the coffee table you watched him stormed out of the room with a pursed lips.

The weather is scorching hot you could possibly cook eggs against the pavements. Joel sighed once he tossed his Tshirt off and proceeded to lay back on his bed with a magazine on his hands. Even with the fan on, it still didn't help the very hot atmosphere. If only my parents own a swimming pool, I'd jump my ass off, he thought. Although, going out to a public swimming pool sounds like a good idea during this weather, he thought of inviting you.

Joel tossed his magazine away as his feet padded against the wooden floors making his way to look for you. He hollers your name but no answer received. Except, he heard a shower running down the hall, his legs has the mind of their own as they took him down the hall to find the bathroom door slightly open.

He knew it was you in the bathroom by the sound of your soft moans. His curiosity gets the best of him as he pushed the door softly further more open.

Joel’s eyes widened listening to your moans falling out from your lips, he watched the way your head throws backwards. He couldn’t tell what made you do so as he is only watching the shadow of your figure behind the shower. You knew he was watching, you stopped your movements before you pushed the sliding door open to showcase your naked, glistening body to him who is standing at the foot of the door.

The whole atmosphere became very seductive, Joel couldn’t move an inch of his body—his muscles seemed to forgot to function with his brain. He should’ve sprinted away and never look back, for he just trespassed a sinful moment that any human being should’ve been ashamed when caught. Though, not for you. You may or may not have intended to pull this whole situation. May not as the weather is scorching hot you needed a cool shower, may as you purposely left the door slightly ajar.

“Do you want to join me, Joel?” Joel couldn’t form any words out of his mouth, he could only swallowed down his saliva, his lips slightly trembles.

You decided to take matters into your own hands, as you stepped down from the shower booth—slowly making your way towards him. With a smirk on your face, your hands reaches for his before you guides them around you to grip on your ass.

You leaned towards his ears before you lowly muttered, “I promise, you won’t regret it. If you promise me not to tell anyone about this.”

You pulled away, looking into his eyes. Joel has gained full control of his body as you felt him squeeze your ass, his bottom lip pulled in between his teeth.

“Do you want this, baby boy?” The words you spoke sounded so delicate—so safe, yet such a sinful invitation. Though who is he to kid himself? He’s been dreaming of this ever since he was 15 years old. He’s had a big fat crush on you, he’d dream about you. Yearning to be your girlfriend at the age of 16, yearning to be the only guy who could give it to you at the age of 17, and how would he knew at the age of 18 he’s standing here groping your naked rounded ass as you invited him for a fun shower.

“Just, don’t think about it.” You whispered, grabbing the hem of his shorts, undoing the buttons. In a matter of seconds, he finally decided to give into his sexual desires.

You had him pressed against the tiled walls with the cold water running down to yours and his body. Lips moving in sync—started as a soft and delicate kiss that turns into tongue battling for dominance when a soft moan had escaped from your lips that encourages him thinking he’s doing the right thing. He turned you both around—now pushing you against wall. His lips went to your neck, his hands busy playing and groping your full rounded tits that he thought was very nice. You had such a great tits he couldn’t help but pull his kiss away from your neck to suck on your harden nipples, the other played by his thumb.

“Aah… Joel.. Mmhh.. Please.” You moaned, as your hand went to grab his pulsating hard cock. You gave him a couple pumps before aiming his cock towards your throbbing entrance.

Before you could slip him in, he stopped you. “W-wait! I’ve never done this before.” He mumbled in worry.

You chuckled before you kissed his lips, “It’s okay, You’ll love it.” And with that you helped him slip himself inside your needy cunt—slowly he adjusted as your walls felt like they’re squeezing his cock so hard.

“Ohh!” Joel breathily moans, his thighs vibrated a little bit due to the newfound sensation he’d just experience. Your pussy felt nice. You hummed seductively before you wrap one leg around his waist, pushing him closer against you from your heel. Joel grabbed onto your leg while the other grabbed onto your breast.

“Fuck me, Joel.” He moved his hips upwards, lifting you up a little bit with the thrusts. He started of slow as he is trying to keep himself away from coming undone just by the strong grip of your pussy. He couldn’t help but fasten his pace when he listened to the way you moan.

It’s so pornographic he felt like he’s in one porno films.

“Mmh.. Mmhh.. Yeah fuck me. Just like that baby, faster.” You moaned in his ear.

“Tell me, Joel. Do you like this pussy?”

“Does my pussy suffocates your cock?”

“Mmh fuck, look at you fucking me like a dog in heat.”

All the filthiest words ever, spoken out from you as you try to coax him—bringing him faster to his release.

“You wanna cum, Joel? You wanna feel how good it is to cum in your babysitter’s pussy?” And with that last straw, Joel’s hips snapped vigorously to chase his release before he ended with a rough thrust—shooting out the strings of his warm seed inside your cunt with the most loudest moan you’ve ever heard from him.

“Fffuuckk..” He whispered, you smirked and chuckled—leaving a kiss on his forehead as you bring your leg down to the ground from his waist.

“Atta boy.”

[hobbit-historian]

Ringing in the new year with:

Daniel Kaffee

• He just got finished with a case.

• He and you were going to a party, and he was late.

• But you were used to that. Daniel was little scatter-brained at times.

•So you were waiting, in your sparkly dress, champagne in hand, as Daniel runs in. He’s still in uniform and out of breath from running inside to where you are.

• He reaches you right when everyone starts the countdown

• “Ten! Nine! Eight!…” you hear in the background.

• Daniel scoops you in his arms and brings you close to him, not caring that he’s spilling champagne everywhere.

• When the count reaches one, he kisses you.

• His hands run across your body, and you can feel the heat in your cheeks as you blush.

• As everyone cheers, you break the kiss.

• “Want to go somewhere a bit more private?”

• He doesn’t even say anything as he takes your hand and leads you away from all of the partygoers.

Ethan Hunt

• You’re on a mission

• You completely forgot what day it was, but here it is, midnight, and everyone’s cheering.

• You look up, confused, Ethan sweeping in from the side.

• “It’s midnight.”

• “I see that.”

• “Any wishes?”

• “For what?”

• “The new year, silly.” He chuckles and waits for you to answer.

• “Just for you to start cleaning up your own messes so I don’t have to keep saving you all the time.”

•You smile back at him and he laughs.

• “Well, you know what they say - whoever you’re with at midnight on new years will be the strongest relationship in the following year. So you’re stuck with me.”

• “Boo.”

• But your protest falls away when he kisses you, running his thumb across your cheek. “Maybe I’d be ok with that after all.” You whisper.

Maverick

• He invited you over to the hanger to celebrate the new year.

• The hanger is decked out, thanks to the Dagger squad (mostly Phoenix and Bob. Hangman laughed when he was asked to hang out the good streamers.)

• Even the plane is decked out in gold and silver.

• Maverick is glad you came, having thought that you wouldn’t want to spend a late night around so many people. But you were excited about the plans.

• You even made snacks to bring. (Bob hugged you.)

• the night went smoothly, and you had fun laughing at the hijinks of the Dagger Squad and how they messed with Maverick too.

• when it was time to watch the ball drop, you sat down next to Maverick, his arm wrapped around your shoulders.

• And as everyone was counting down, you couldn’t help but join in, swept along by their enthusiasm.

• Maverick looked you in the eyes and said, “May I?”

• Right when midnight hit, you nodded.

• it was the best kiss you had ever had. People hopped and hollered at you (and at Hangman, who had kissed Phoenix) and the blush that was spreading on your face.

• “Happy new year.” You whispered to Maverick. He smiled and whispered it back before kissing you again.

[tommys1girl]

Daddy Daycare

Pairing: young tom cruise x daughter x assistant - story is seen from Claire’s POV

Summary: while Tom is filming for the movie Cocktail he receives a call from his daughter’s (Olivia) daycare to learn that she’s sick. Tom sends his agent, Claire, to pick her up but once she finds her dad on set, she doesn’t want to leave his side.

Requested: yes :)

Warnings: pure fluff, slightly inappropriate language, writing errors possibly - I didn’t have time to proof read oops

“Cut,” the director yelled. 

Tom stepped away from the bar and started walking towards the directors before you stopped him, “Tom, Olivia’s daycare is on the phone, they said she’s sick.”

“Oh no, let me talk to them real quick,” you hand over the phone. “Hello? This is Olivia’s dad, is she okay?” 

You step back so Tom can talk without you in the way, you watch him nod seeming concerned. You knew Tom was a great dad, you had never seen him love someone as much as he loved his daughter. Ever since his ex wife left, he’s been overly protective of Olivia. It was actually kinda sweet to witness.

“Claire, I need your help,” Tom says as he walks towards you with the phone in his hand.

“Of course, what do you need?” You ask reaching your hand out for the phone.

Tom hands over the phone, “can you go pick up Olivia? I need to finish as much as I can so we don't have to be here as long when she gets here.”

“Yeah I can definitely do that! I’ll be back.” You smile at him.

“Thank you, please be careful. Oh, take my car, the carseat is already in there. My keys are in my dressing room on the coffee table.” He smiles at you. 

“Of course, thanks Tom!” You say as you walk away towards the hallway.

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“Hi I’m here to pick up Olivia,” you smile kindly at the woman working at the front desk of the daycare. 

“One moment, she’s in the playroom getting her things,” she smiled back.

A couple minutes go by and then you hear the door open, “Miss Claire!” Olivia runs and jumps into your arms.

“Hi sweet girl, how are you feeling?” You say as you hug her back

“My tummy hurts, which makes my heart hurt too. But daddy knows how to make me feel better!” She exclaims with a big smile as she leans back out of the hug.

“Oh I bet he does, he’s a good daddy, huh?”

“The best daddy in the world!” She yells smiling widely.

“Yes he is, now let’s get you in the car so we can go see him!” You stand up and take Olivia’s hand into yours and walk out to the car.

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“Daddy works here?” Olivia questions as she walks into the big warehouse looking building, holding your hand tightly.

“Yup, your daddy works here. Are you excited to see him?” You give her hand a light squeeze.

“Yes! I’m excited to see daddy!” Olivia starts to run so you have to keep up with her.

“Slow down, we can’t walk once we get inside the building.”

“I’ll walk inside, daddy says I can use running feet outside, but have to use walking feet inside. Is that right?” Olivia stops and looks up at you to confirm.

“That’s right Olivia, good job!” You crouch down and put your hand out for a high five, which Olivia hits your hand so hard that you’re too stunned to speak. Who knew a 4 year old could high five like that. 

You finally get inside and they’re filming so you tell Olivia to be super quiet, she follows your instructions. You get around to the front so she can see Tom while still keeping quiet. But as soon as Olivia catches a glimpse of Tom, she can’t keep quiet any longer, “DADDY! HI DADDY!” She yells.

You panic and crouch down to try to keep her quiet but Tom is just as excited and yells back, “Hi baby girl, I’m coming stay right there with Claire!”

Tom steps away to get to Olivia and picks her up and hugs her real tight. “How are you feeling, sweetheart?” He asks as she pulls her head back from his. 

“Daddy, my tummy hurts. And my heart, can you fix it please?”

Tom gives Olivia a kiss on a the cheek before answering, “Of course sweetheart, we can have a princess movie night when I’m done with work. How’s that sound?”

Olivia perks up and smiles so big, “good!”

“Good deal, daddy has to do a little bit more work before we can go home so I need you to stay with Claire for just a little bit, okay?” Tom says putting Olivia down.

“But daddy, I want to stay with you..” Olivia whines.

“Okay fine, but you can’t move or talk. Got it?”

“I can do it daddy!” She shouts.

“Okay, you have to come sit right next to daddy’s legs and stay super still.” Tom instructs as he gets back behind the bar. 

Olivia does as she’s told and sits behind the bar and whispers, “okay daddy.”

“Scene 12, take 2, ACTION!”

Tom begins his lines, “Hi there, what can I get started for you?”

“Nothing daddy, but thanks,” Olivia buts in.

“And cut,” the director calls out laughing.

Tom leans down under the bar, “sweetheart I need you to stay quiet remember? I’ll tell you when I’m done and we can talk all you want.”

“Okay daddy,” Olivia smiles back at him.  

Tom stands back up and looks at you, “Hey Claire, can you maybe come closer to the side over here so you can quickly grab her if needed?”

“Yeah, of course Tom.” You say walking towards the side of the bar but not close enough to be in the shot. You look at Olivia who is sitting under the bar and give her a thumbs up. She gives you two thumbs up right back. 

“Okay Tom, scene 12, take 3, ACTION!”

“Hi there, what can I get started for you?” Tom says flirting  at the lady ordering from him at the bar.

“I’d like to try the orgasm please?”

“Daddy what’s an orgasm?”

“CUT!” The director yells laughing again.

Tom immediately ducks down below the bar meanwhile everyone else is laughing hysterically. You walk over laughing and kneel next to Tom while he talks to Olivia. 

“Well an orgasm is something for grown ups, but it’s not very nice word so maybe we don’t say that word again, okay hun?”

“Okay daddy,” Olivia agrees. 

You wink at Olivia and pat Tom on the back, “nice job handling that.”

“Thanks, that couldn’t have been a worse scene to film in front of her but oh well.” He says as you both stand up.

The director walks over to the two of you, “I think we cut today a little short, come in a little earlier tomorrow so we can get wrapped up on time. Take the little one home and enjoy your princess movie night.” He grins at Tom and starts walking away. 

“Thank you, I’ll be here an hour early!”

Tom turns to look at you, “thanks for your help Claire, I really appreciate you picking her up. I owe you one!”

“You don’t owe me anything, this is just part of the job. Plus I enjoy spending time with Olivia, she’s a doll,” you smile.

“She's pretty special,” he winks. 

“Livy, it’s time to go home and watch some princess movies,” Tom yells for Olivia.

“Yay, let's go daddy!” Olivia exclaims running up to him. He picks her up in his arms and she looks over at you, ”thanks Miss Claire!”

“Anytime Olivia, I’ll see you soon, okay?” You hold out your hand for another high five.

Olivia laughs and hits your hand harder than the first time, “wow, impressive!” You giggle at her and she giggles back sweetly. 

“Well don’t have too much fun tonight watching those princess movies!” You turn and start walking away when you hear Tom talk to Olivia, “maybe Miss Claire can come with us next time, would you like that?”

“Yes, daddy! That would be so fun! I love Miss Claire!” She shouts wrapping her arms around Tom’s neck. 

“Yeah I think I love her too.” Tom says walking toward the door, not knowing you heard every word of that conversation.

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Did you like the ending?!?!?! Had to make it a little bit more interesting 😉 anyways, hope you enjoyed this one! It was a fun little write!

[tuffer-thxn-srandle]

SHUT THE HELL UP‼️LOOK‼️‼️

Thank you <3

[callsignmav]

Tom Cruise in Endless Love (1981)

[lvjys-muse]

COUGH i do also draw

btw

somebody needs to sedate me

[quercus-queer]

The gays have three genres: Pirates, Cowboys, or Immortals

[tomcruise-fan-uk]

Tom Cruise photographed by Blake little for moviegoer (1985)

[soaringcloud]

he is just- wow-

[malavera]

I think, Tom with long hair is sexier than his short hair 👀 like… i just wanna tug on em 👁️👄👁️

[hobbit-historian]

Can I Kiss You Now?

Summary: after Y/N messes up, she goes to extreme measures to win her man back. Based off of this post here.

Song: It’s All Coming Back to Me Now by Céline Dion

Warnings: none

Gif isn’t mine.

Y/N huffed. “I just don’t understand why you can’t see my side of things! I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I thought it would be easier this way!” She pinches the bridge of her nose, knuckles turning white.

Kaffee rolls his eyes. “Oh don’t try to throw this back on me! You were the one who insisted on keeping this little fact to yourself.” He made air quotes with his fingers with the last line. “Obviously this isn’t working. If we can’t even talk to each other about this stuff.” He turned around and waved his hand dismissively at Y/N. “Don’t bother calling me later. I’m going straight to bed.”

Y/N sputtered, not believing that Kaffee was just walking away from her, was just going to give up on them, just like that.

Well, she wasn’t.

Kaffee was almost out the door, fingers on the push bar, when he heard the opening notes of a song.

Not just a song.

The song.

The song that he met Y/N to, the song that played over the radio when they had first kissed, the one that she had sung that morning in his kitchen after she had stayed over for the first time.

Y/N was butchering the notes, but Kaffee could recognize Céline Dion’s “it’s all coming back to me now” anywhere. He smiled down at his shoes and then turned on his heels.

Y/N shoots him a wobbly grin as she sings, pointing straight at him. She winks, and the bar’s lights dim, stage lights swiveling to point at him. The rest of the patrons look around, confused.

Kaffee ducks his head and raises a hand in apology to those around him. A couple of the people chuckle as they realize what’s going on, but others groan as Y/N’s off-tune singing soars higher. Kaffee leans against the nearest unoccupied table.

Y/N stands on stage, feeling the barest hint of regret at choosing such a public way to win back Kaffee, especially since her singing voice sucks. She knows it, and by the grimaces on the audience’s faces, they can hear it too.

But then, something wonderful happens. The ladies who had been singing on the stage when Y/N had so rudely interrupted them joined in. Their harmonies mostly covered up Y/N’s vocals. She prayed to the God above that Kaffee would stick around for the end of the song.

She had a plan.

Much to her great joy, the further into the song she got, the closer Kaffee came to the stage. She danced on the stage, hamming the crowd up and earning a few laughs from those watching below.

Kaffee reached the bottom of the stage and Y/N leaned down, out of breath from singing. She’s dreading the notes coming next (not that she would ever be able to hit them) and so she begs first.

“Have you forgiven me yet?”

Kaffee quirked an eyebrow up and shot Y/N one of his infamous smirks. Oh, how that look made Y/N melt. But she forced herself upright and keeps singing, tipping the microphone back above her head as the high note nears. She wails it out, all air squeezed from her lungs as she puts every ounce of herself into this performance.

Kaffee chuckled under his breath and looked down at the floor.

Y/N knelt on the stage, looking back at the chorus ladies and thanking them. She sucked in oxygen, chest heaving as she watched Kaffee for a reaction.

If he walked out after this, it truly was over, things were finished between them.

Kaffee looked up and caught Y/N’s gaze. He motioned her forward. She leaned in, face inches from his.

Silence hangs throughout the bar, all chatter gone as everyone waits for Kaffee’s response.

Y/N spies the twinkle in his eye. Knowing that he wasn’t going to respond, Y/N breathlessly asked, “can I kiss you now?”

There’s a beat after the question where Y/N thinks that she truly has failed, that Kaffee is going to walk away, but then he’s grabbing her face and pulling her close. His lips are pressed on Y/N’s and she’s balancing on the lip of the stage and everything’s messy and loud and not at all how Y/N thought her apology would go. But the crowd was cheering and clapping and the chorus ladies were squealing and hopping behind her as they watched the kiss unfold.

Kaffee pulled away and shot Y/N another melting grin. “Apology accepted.” She giggles and leans her forehead on his, eternally grateful that her stupid silly plan had worked.

[tommys1girl]

God I just want to run my hands through his hair 😩

[tuffer-thxn-srandle]

I know it’s a whole 2 hours late but still he deserves it…

I grew up watching his movies almost every week and I still do, he was my first ever childhood crush since I was 5, his acting will forever have a special place in my heart (he is the reason my expectations for men are so high)

Happy birthday Tom Cruise <3

[callsignmav]

Losin' It (1983)