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THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN 2 2014 | dir. Mark Webb

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Chris Evans in Avengers: Endgame (2019)

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BLACK WIDOW 2021 | dir. Cate Shortland

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Chris Evans | Behind the scenes of Gifted

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the specificity of these is killing me 😭

ce characters as sandwiches 🫡✨️🥪 bc im always hungry

steve: a good ol cheeseburger with onions and steamed buns, square patty, lovingly flipped by George Motz himself at Hamburger America. classic and filling. the smell of him lifts you up on your tippy toes. would be sold for $3 if the economy would allow it

andy: heckin i-talian sausage sandwich from Costco. top tier dad order shouted from the checkout line. meant to be eaten in the car frantically and kind of pissed off bc costco overstimulates you but you got great deals. it's like a reward *munch munch*

ari: REUBEN. big ass beef stack. tangy sauerkraut = sassy crunch. unhinge your fucking jaw and maul it, let that deep rye flavor punch you in the face. gives your tongue crumb burn but that's why you get it again and again. probably not great for you in the long run with all that salt but who cares?

cole: peanut butter and honey sandwich with sliced banana in the middle. your grandad's favorite sandwich, it was a treat back in the 50s. kind of underrated. the type of food that makes you think of the times you were a little kid and mam made you a treat after school.

ransom: a club sandwich with a fancy metal pick stabbed through the middle. a bitch to make and a bitch to eat but damn, if it isnt pretty good. you have to be in the club to have him though. very exclusive, have to get it juuuuust right or else it's disgusting

curtis: he's a thick ol philly cheesesteak period. hot, filling, cheesy, and fragrant. an instant pick me up, a siren call of carbs and fat. you know if he had a regular backstory, he'd be a philly boy. get some water ice w that sandwich and take a nap after.

jake: specifically Wendy's spicy chicken sandwich pre-2019. crispy, leaves a lil bit of a tingle on your tongue but won't burn you up. affordable, reliable, and fun to have with an ice cold sprite. golden days in your 20s. makes me want to a college sweetheart

lloyd: open face smoked salmon sandwich with red onion, goat cheese, and fresh dill. one slice short of a full sandwich and always makes you acknowledge that he's looking fine. makes u feel like u have your life together but you're going insane actually

colin: an italian hoagie from Wawa and im going to die on this hill. fight me >:3

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hi it's been a while 🥺 im back and being silly on main hehe i look forward to sandwich discourse in the reblogs 😌🫶🏻

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Chris Evans ━━━ Andy Barber

Defending Jacob (2020)

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CHRIS EVANS as STEVE ROGERS CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR (2016) dir. The Russo Brothers

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PEDRO PASCAL, CHRIS EVANS & DAKOTA JOHNSON MATERIALISTS press shoot

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just remembered when chris evans said the black widow suit slips on and off easily

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you there 🫵 sexualize this old man with me.

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endless gifs of andy barber (37/??)

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𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

Pairing: pornstar!Johnny Storm x pornstar!Reader

Summary: You and Johnny sit down to film on the same set you first filmed together on one year ago. You think back to why you only film with each other now. Read part one here 🫶

Warnings: AU, feeling jealousss, talking about p*rn, 18+

Word count: ~1,000

a/n: Nothing like a sequel three years later, am I right!!

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

“Only friends?”

“Yes.” You shot a playful glare toward the camera. “Just friends.”

You and Johnny both look up from the tablet the crew gave you to watch and react to your pre-scene interviews from one year ago. 

You’re on the same exact set, but this time you’re not answering questions separately. Johnny’s sat right beside you on the neatly-made bed, a hand resting subconsciously on your back. He knows this is your least favorite part of all of this.

Holding back laughter, you look at each other before looking back toward the camera and the same producer asking questions in front of you. 

“I wasn’t lying!” You quickly defend yourself. “We really weren’t together then.”

“Okay, okay,” she laughs, looking down at her own screen for the next question. “We believe you. But you’re together now…” The way both of your smiles grow gives her your answer. “And you pretty much exclusively work with each other now, is that right?”

“Yeah, for the past four months or so,” Johnny answers.

“It seems like a lot of people in this industry don’t let relationships stop them from continuing their work as normal,” she says. “So how did you guys come to that decision for yourselves?”

Johnny’s quick to take this question too. 

“Are you kidding? I couldn’t risk having her fall for someone else,” he jokes. 

You roll your eyes at him. That’s not at all the reason. It had a lot more to do with some of your insecurities than anything else, but no one needs to know that, so you’re thankful he came up with that. 

And luckily no one on a porn set cares to get any deeper, so they take the laugh and move on...

Faster than you do.

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

You walked into the studio hand-in-hand with Johnny that day. It was your day off, you just tagged along as the supportive girlfriend. 

He had done the same for you a few times before. 

You always thought that if someone asked if you were the jealous type you would have laughed in their face. You couldn't be when this was both of your jobs. Hooking up with other people was just part of your normal. 

But being there, watching Johnny with his scene partner that day, made you question that. 

A queasy feeling settled in your stomach as the day went on. You watched him laugh with the girl between scenes, give her reassuring touches, and put on one of the best acts you've seen from him. 

When you looked around, you could tell the crew was happy with what they were getting too. 

You stood by yourself, watching through a monitor, nervously biting your nails without even noticing you were doing it. 

The feeling inside you got worse when they were directed into the next position. Johnny’s hands gripped the girl’s hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed while he kneeled between her legs. 

You were in her position just the night before. 

You told yourself you didn't have to watch, it was enough that you were there. But you couldn't get yourself to look away. 

When you finally did, you slipped out of the room to get some air. 

You found an empty hallway. Your back slid against the wall until you were sitting on the floor, knees up to your chest, letting out a deep breath. 

Footsteps eventually interrupted your pity party. You looked up quickly, and they weren't just any steps, they were Johnny’s.

“Hey,” he said softly. He was still shirtless like he was more concerned about finding you than getting his clothes back on. “There you are. I was looking for you.” 

“Just needed a moment.” You hoped your smile looked convincing. “Long day in there.” 

“Tell me about it,” he chuckled, taking a seat next to you. When you didn't laugh with him, he grew more concerned. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah,” you answered quickly, too quickly. “You were so great, by the way. Everyone loved you. I'm just tired.” 

He waited a second to respond in case you wanted to tell him what was actually up. But nothing came. 

“You seem to forget we were friends before you became my girlfriend,” he teased. “I can tell that's not all…”

Still nothing. You opened your mouth like you were going to divulge something, but nothing came out and you just looked away from him.

“You can tell me.” He grew more worried. “Was someone weird to you in there?”

“No,” you shot that down fast. “I promise it's not that.” 

That didn't cure his frown, but he did feel a little relief. “Then what?” 

“I don't want to be that girl.” Your voice was so quiet as you finally let yourself say it out loud.

“What girl?” He asked genuinely. 

“The jealous one… The insecure one,” you scoffed, more so at yourself. “This is our job. I can't believe I'm letting it bother me. I know it’s all an act in there, but… I hated it.” 

Without looking at him, you missed the sympathetic look he gave you before putting an arm around you to pull you closer. 

You half expected him to try to lift the mood by making a quip about you being jealous – Something like, “Damn, didn't think I was that convincing today,” said with a wink – but that was furthest from his reaction.

“I felt that way too, you know…” He admitted it so quietly. “The last few times I watched you.”

That shocked you. “What?”

“But I didn't want to… I don't know, seem controlling, I guess,” he shrugged. “Or hold you back.” 

You let out a sad-sounding laugh. You didn't know if he was being serious or just trying to make you feel better, but you didn't really care in that moment. “Then why are we doing this?” 

“Maybe we shouldn't anymore,” he whispered. 

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

“All right—” A director’s voice brings you back to the present. “Are we ready to get started then?” 

You glance beside you at your sweetheart of a boyfriend, catching the soft, loving look in his eyes that will soon turn much darker, but not until you say so. 

“So ready,” you smile. 

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

Tag list: @patzammit @thummbelina @pppsssyyyccchhhiiiccc @astheskycries @chris-evans-indian-fanfic @turtoix @harrysthiccthighss @mrspeacem1nusone @geminievans1 @doozywoozy @americasass91 @dwights-new-plague @wwwmarissa92 @redhairedfeistynerd @whxre4cevans @aubreeskailynn @xoxabs88xox @before-we-get-started @chrissquares @christowhore @ice-dtae @mariestark @justile @rogersbarber @dilfbarber @payperhearts @vintagestarlight @miss-ariella @bemysugarbean @t-stark35 @seitmai @reginaphalange2403 @raelorns21 @mrsgweasley @pandaxnienke @brandycranby

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he's so 😭😭😭😭💓

𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

Pairing: pornstar!Johnny Storm x pornstar!Reader

Summary: You and Johnny sit down to film on the same set you first filmed together on one year ago. You think back to why you only film with each other now. Read part one here 🫶

Warnings: AU, feeling jealousss, talking about p*rn, 18+

Word count: ~1,000

a/n: Nothing like a sequel three years later, am I right!!

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

“Only friends?”

“Yes.” You shot a playful glare toward the camera. “Just friends.”

You and Johnny both look up from the tablet the crew gave you to watch and react to your pre-scene interviews from one year ago. 

You’re on the same exact set, but this time you’re not answering questions separately. Johnny’s sat right beside you on the neatly-made bed, a hand resting subconsciously on your back. He knows this is your least favorite part of all of this.

Holding back laughter, you look at each other before looking back toward the camera and the same producer asking questions in front of you. 

“I wasn’t lying!” You quickly defend yourself. “We really weren’t together then.”

“Okay, okay,” she laughs, looking down at her own screen for the next question. “We believe you. But you’re together now…” The way both of your smiles grow gives her your answer. “And you pretty much exclusively work with each other now, is that right?”

“Yeah, for the past four months or so,” Johnny answers.

“It seems like a lot of people in this industry don’t let relationships stop them from continuing their work as normal,” she says. “So how did you guys come to that decision for yourselves?”

Johnny’s quick to take this question too. 

“Are you kidding? I couldn’t risk having her fall for someone else,” he jokes. 

You roll your eyes at him. That’s not at all the reason. It had a lot more to do with some of your insecurities than anything else, but no one needs to know that, so you’re thankful he came up with that. 

And luckily no one on a porn set cares to get any deeper, so they take the laugh and move on...

Faster than you do.

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

You walked into the studio hand-in-hand with Johnny that day. It was your day off, you just tagged along as the supportive girlfriend. 

He had done the same for you a few times before. 

You always thought that if someone asked if you were the jealous type you would have laughed in their face. You couldn't be when this was both of your jobs. Hooking up with other people was just part of your normal. 

But being there, watching Johnny with his scene partner that day, made you question that. 

A queasy feeling settled in your stomach as the day went on. You watched him laugh with the girl between scenes, give her reassuring touches, and put on one of the best acts you've seen from him. 

When you looked around, you could tell the crew was happy with what they were getting too. 

You stood by yourself, watching through a monitor, nervously biting your nails without even noticing you were doing it. 

The feeling inside you got worse when they were directed into the next position. Johnny’s hands gripped the girl’s hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed while he kneeled between her legs. 

You were in her position just the night before. 

You told yourself you didn't have to watch, it was enough that you were there. But you couldn't get yourself to look away. 

When you finally did, you slipped out of the room to get some air. 

You found an empty hallway. Your back slid against the wall until you were sitting on the floor, knees up to your chest, letting out a deep breath. 

Footsteps eventually interrupted your pity party. You looked up quickly, and they weren't just any steps, they were Johnny’s.

“Hey,” he said softly. He was still shirtless like he was more concerned about finding you than getting his clothes back on. “There you are. I was looking for you.” 

“Just needed a moment.” You hoped your smile looked convincing. “Long day in there.” 

“Tell me about it,” he chuckled, taking a seat next to you. When you didn't laugh with him, he grew more concerned. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah,” you answered quickly, too quickly. “You were so great, by the way. Everyone loved you. I'm just tired.” 

He waited a second to respond in case you wanted to tell him what was actually up. But nothing came. 

“You seem to forget we were friends before you became my girlfriend,” he teased. “I can tell that's not all…”

Still nothing. You opened your mouth like you were going to divulge something, but nothing came out and you just looked away from him.

“You can tell me.” He grew more worried. “Was someone weird to you in there?”

“No,” you shot that down fast. “I promise it's not that.” 

That didn't cure his frown, but he did feel a little relief. “Then what?” 

“I don't want to be that girl.” Your voice was so quiet as you finally let yourself say it out loud.

“What girl?” He asked genuinely. 

“The jealous one… The insecure one,” you scoffed, more so at yourself. “This is our job. I can't believe I'm letting it bother me. I know it’s all an act in there, but… I hated it.” 

Without looking at him, you missed the sympathetic look he gave you before putting an arm around you to pull you closer. 

You half expected him to try to lift the mood by making a quip about you being jealous – Something like, “Damn, didn't think I was that convincing today,” said with a wink – but that was furthest from his reaction.

“I felt that way too, you know…” He admitted it so quietly. “The last few times I watched you.”

That shocked you. “What?”

“But I didn't want to… I don't know, seem controlling, I guess,” he shrugged. “Or hold you back.” 

You let out a sad-sounding laugh. You didn't know if he was being serious or just trying to make you feel better, but you didn't really care in that moment. “Then why are we doing this?” 

“Maybe we shouldn't anymore,” he whispered. 

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

“All right—” A director’s voice brings you back to the present. “Are we ready to get started then?” 

You glance beside you at your sweetheart of a boyfriend, catching the soft, loving look in his eyes that will soon turn much darker, but not until you say so. 

“So ready,” you smile. 

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

Tag list: @patzammit @thummbelina @pppsssyyyccchhhiiiccc @astheskycries @chris-evans-indian-fanfic @turtoix @harrysthiccthighss @mrspeacem1nusone @geminievans1 @doozywoozy @americasass91 @dwights-new-plague @wwwmarissa92 @redhairedfeistynerd @whxre4cevans @aubreeskailynn @xoxabs88xox @before-we-get-started @chrissquares @christowhore @ice-dtae @mariestark @justile @rogersbarber @dilfbarber @payperhearts @vintagestarlight @miss-ariella @bemysugarbean @t-stark35 @seitmai @reginaphalange2403 @raelorns21 @mrsgweasley @pandaxnienke @brandycranby

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😭😭 thank YOU for reading!

𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

Pairing: pornstar!Johnny Storm x pornstar!Reader

Summary: You and Johnny sit down to film on the same set you first filmed together on one year ago. You think back to why you only film with each other now. Read part one here 🫶

Warnings: AU, feeling jealousss, talking about p*rn, 18+

Word count: ~1,000

a/n: Nothing like a sequel three years later, am I right!!

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

“Only friends?”

“Yes.” You shot a playful glare toward the camera. “Just friends.”

You and Johnny both look up from the tablet the crew gave you to watch and react to your pre-scene interviews from one year ago. 

You’re on the same exact set, but this time you’re not answering questions separately. Johnny’s sat right beside you on the neatly-made bed, a hand resting subconsciously on your back. He knows this is your least favorite part of all of this.

Holding back laughter, you look at each other before looking back toward the camera and the same producer asking questions in front of you. 

“I wasn’t lying!” You quickly defend yourself. “We really weren’t together then.”

“Okay, okay,” she laughs, looking down at her own screen for the next question. “We believe you. But you’re together now…” The way both of your smiles grow gives her your answer. “And you pretty much exclusively work with each other now, is that right?”

“Yeah, for the past four months or so,” Johnny answers.

“It seems like a lot of people in this industry don’t let relationships stop them from continuing their work as normal,” she says. “So how did you guys come to that decision for yourselves?”

Johnny’s quick to take this question too. 

“Are you kidding? I couldn’t risk having her fall for someone else,” he jokes. 

You roll your eyes at him. That’s not at all the reason. It had a lot more to do with some of your insecurities than anything else, but no one needs to know that, so you’re thankful he came up with that. 

And luckily no one on a porn set cares to get any deeper, so they take the laugh and move on...

Faster than you do.

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

You walked into the studio hand-in-hand with Johnny that day. It was your day off, you just tagged along as the supportive girlfriend. 

He had done the same for you a few times before. 

You always thought that if someone asked if you were the jealous type you would have laughed in their face. You couldn't be when this was both of your jobs. Hooking up with other people was just part of your normal. 

But being there, watching Johnny with his scene partner that day, made you question that. 

A queasy feeling settled in your stomach as the day went on. You watched him laugh with the girl between scenes, give her reassuring touches, and put on one of the best acts you've seen from him. 

When you looked around, you could tell the crew was happy with what they were getting too. 

You stood by yourself, watching through a monitor, nervously biting your nails without even noticing you were doing it. 

The feeling inside you got worse when they were directed into the next position. Johnny’s hands gripped the girl’s hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed while he kneeled between her legs. 

You were in her position just the night before. 

You told yourself you didn't have to watch, it was enough that you were there. But you couldn't get yourself to look away. 

When you finally did, you slipped out of the room to get some air. 

You found an empty hallway. Your back slid against the wall until you were sitting on the floor, knees up to your chest, letting out a deep breath. 

Footsteps eventually interrupted your pity party. You looked up quickly, and they weren't just any steps, they were Johnny’s.

“Hey,” he said softly. He was still shirtless like he was more concerned about finding you than getting his clothes back on. “There you are. I was looking for you.” 

“Just needed a moment.” You hoped your smile looked convincing. “Long day in there.” 

“Tell me about it,” he chuckled, taking a seat next to you. When you didn't laugh with him, he grew more concerned. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah,” you answered quickly, too quickly. “You were so great, by the way. Everyone loved you. I'm just tired.” 

He waited a second to respond in case you wanted to tell him what was actually up. But nothing came. 

“You seem to forget we were friends before you became my girlfriend,” he teased. “I can tell that's not all…”

Still nothing. You opened your mouth like you were going to divulge something, but nothing came out and you just looked away from him.

“You can tell me.” He grew more worried. “Was someone weird to you in there?”

“No,” you shot that down fast. “I promise it's not that.” 

That didn't cure his frown, but he did feel a little relief. “Then what?” 

“I don't want to be that girl.” Your voice was so quiet as you finally let yourself say it out loud.

“What girl?” He asked genuinely. 

“The jealous one… The insecure one,” you scoffed, more so at yourself. “This is our job. I can't believe I'm letting it bother me. I know it’s all an act in there, but… I hated it.” 

Without looking at him, you missed the sympathetic look he gave you before putting an arm around you to pull you closer. 

You half expected him to try to lift the mood by making a quip about you being jealous – Something like, “Damn, didn't think I was that convincing today,” said with a wink – but that was furthest from his reaction.

“I felt that way too, you know…” He admitted it so quietly. “The last few times I watched you.”

That shocked you. “What?”

“But I didn't want to… I don't know, seem controlling, I guess,” he shrugged. “Or hold you back.” 

You let out a sad-sounding laugh. You didn't know if he was being serious or just trying to make you feel better, but you didn't really care in that moment. “Then why are we doing this?” 

“Maybe we shouldn't anymore,” he whispered. 

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

“All right—” A director’s voice brings you back to the present. “Are we ready to get started then?” 

You glance beside you at your sweetheart of a boyfriend, catching the soft, loving look in his eyes that will soon turn much darker, but not until you say so. 

“So ready,” you smile. 

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

Tag list: @patzammit @thummbelina @pppsssyyyccchhhiiiccc @astheskycries @chris-evans-indian-fanfic @turtoix @harrysthiccthighss @mrspeacem1nusone @geminievans1 @doozywoozy @americasass91 @dwights-new-plague @wwwmarissa92 @redhairedfeistynerd @whxre4cevans @aubreeskailynn @xoxabs88xox @before-we-get-started @chrissquares @christowhore @ice-dtae @mariestark @justile @rogersbarber @dilfbarber @payperhearts @vintagestarlight @miss-ariella @bemysugarbean @t-stark35 @seitmai @reginaphalange2403 @raelorns21 @mrsgweasley @pandaxnienke @brandycranby

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AHHHHHH yes johnny king of consent wbk 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ thank you for reading!

𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

Pairing: pornstar!Johnny Storm x pornstar!Reader

Summary: You and Johnny sit down to film on the same set you first filmed together on one year ago. You think back to why you only film with each other now. Read part one here 🫶

Warnings: AU, feeling jealousss, talking about p*rn, 18+

Word count: ~1,000

a/n: Nothing like a sequel three years later, am I right!!

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

“Only friends?”

“Yes.” You shot a playful glare toward the camera. “Just friends.”

You and Johnny both look up from the tablet the crew gave you to watch and react to your pre-scene interviews from one year ago. 

You’re on the same exact set, but this time you’re not answering questions separately. Johnny’s sat right beside you on the neatly-made bed, a hand resting subconsciously on your back. He knows this is your least favorite part of all of this.

Holding back laughter, you look at each other before looking back toward the camera and the same producer asking questions in front of you. 

“I wasn’t lying!” You quickly defend yourself. “We really weren’t together then.”

“Okay, okay,” she laughs, looking down at her own screen for the next question. “We believe you. But you’re together now…” The way both of your smiles grow gives her your answer. “And you pretty much exclusively work with each other now, is that right?”

“Yeah, for the past four months or so,” Johnny answers.

“It seems like a lot of people in this industry don’t let relationships stop them from continuing their work as normal,” she says. “So how did you guys come to that decision for yourselves?”

Johnny’s quick to take this question too. 

“Are you kidding? I couldn’t risk having her fall for someone else,” he jokes. 

You roll your eyes at him. That’s not at all the reason. It had a lot more to do with some of your insecurities than anything else, but no one needs to know that, so you’re thankful he came up with that. 

And luckily no one on a porn set cares to get any deeper, so they take the laugh and move on...

Faster than you do.

. * ✦ . ◍ ∘ . * ✦ ‧ ∘ ⊹

You walked into the studio hand-in-hand with Johnny that day. It was your day off, you just tagged along as the supportive girlfriend. 

He had done the same for you a few times before. 

You always thought that if someone asked if you were the jealous type you would have laughed in their face. You couldn't be when this was both of your jobs. Hooking up with other people was just part of your normal. 

But being there, watching Johnny with his scene partner that day, made you question that. 

A queasy feeling settled in your stomach as the day went on. You watched him laugh with the girl between scenes, give her reassuring touches, and put on one of the best acts you've seen from him. 

When you looked around, you could tell the crew was happy with what they were getting too. 

You stood by yourself, watching through a monitor, nervously biting your nails without even noticing you were doing it. 

The feeling inside you got worse when they were directed into the next position. Johnny’s hands gripped the girl’s hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed while he kneeled between her legs. 

You were in her position just the night before. 

You told yourself you didn't have to watch, it was enough that you were there. But you couldn't get yourself to look away. 

When you finally did, you slipped out of the room to get some air. 

You found an empty hallway. Your back slid against the wall until you were sitting on the floor, knees up to your chest, letting out a deep breath. 

Footsteps eventually interrupted your pity party. You looked up quickly, and they weren't just any steps, they were Johnny’s.

“Hey,” he said softly. He was still shirtless like he was more concerned about finding you than getting his clothes back on. “There you are. I was looking for you.” 

“Just needed a moment.” You hoped your smile looked convincing. “Long day in there.” 

“Tell me about it,” he chuckled, taking a seat next to you. When you didn't laugh with him, he grew more concerned. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah,” you answered quickly, too quickly. “You were so great, by the way. Everyone loved you. I'm just tired.” 

He waited a second to respond in case you wanted to tell him what was actually up. But nothing came. 

“You seem to forget we were friends before you became my girlfriend,” he teased. “I can tell that's not all…”

Still nothing. You opened your mouth like you were going to divulge something, but nothing came out and you just looked away from him.

“You can tell me.” He grew more worried. “Was someone weird to you in there?”

“No,” you shot that down fast. “I promise it's not that.” 

That didn't cure his frown, but he did feel a little relief. “Then what?” 

“I don't want to be that girl.” Your voice was so quiet as you finally let yourself say it out loud.

“What girl?” He asked genuinely. 

“The jealous one… The insecure one,” you scoffed, more so at yourself. “This is our job. I can't believe I'm letting it bother me. I know it’s all an act in there, but… I hated it.” 

Without looking at him, you missed the sympathetic look he gave you before putting an arm around you to pull you closer. 

You half expected him to try to lift the mood by making a quip about you being jealous – Something like, “Damn, didn't think I was that convincing today,” said with a wink – but that was furthest from his reaction.

“I felt that way too, you know…” He admitted it so quietly. “The last few times I watched you.”

That shocked you. “What?”

“But I didn't want to… I don't know, seem controlling, I guess,” he shrugged. “Or hold you back.” 

You let out a sad-sounding laugh. You didn't know if he was being serious or just trying to make you feel better, but you didn't really care in that moment. “Then why are we doing this?” 

“Maybe we shouldn't anymore,” he whispered. 

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“All right—” A director’s voice brings you back to the present. “Are we ready to get started then?” 

You glance beside you at your sweetheart of a boyfriend, catching the soft, loving look in his eyes that will soon turn much darker, but not until you say so. 

“So ready,” you smile. 

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wahhhh 🤧 thanks for reading ❤️‍🩹

𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

Pairing: pornstar!Johnny Storm x pornstar!Reader

Summary: You and Johnny sit down to film on the same set you first filmed together on one year ago. You think back to why you only film with each other now. Read part one here 🫶

Warnings: AU, feeling jealousss, talking about p*rn, 18+

Word count: ~1,000

a/n: Nothing like a sequel three years later, am I right!!

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“Only friends?”

“Yes.” You shot a playful glare toward the camera. “Just friends.”

You and Johnny both look up from the tablet the crew gave you to watch and react to your pre-scene interviews from one year ago. 

You’re on the same exact set, but this time you’re not answering questions separately. Johnny’s sat right beside you on the neatly-made bed, a hand resting subconsciously on your back. He knows this is your least favorite part of all of this.

Holding back laughter, you look at each other before looking back toward the camera and the same producer asking questions in front of you. 

“I wasn’t lying!” You quickly defend yourself. “We really weren’t together then.”

“Okay, okay,” she laughs, looking down at her own screen for the next question. “We believe you. But you’re together now…” The way both of your smiles grow gives her your answer. “And you pretty much exclusively work with each other now, is that right?”

“Yeah, for the past four months or so,” Johnny answers.

“It seems like a lot of people in this industry don’t let relationships stop them from continuing their work as normal,” she says. “So how did you guys come to that decision for yourselves?”

Johnny’s quick to take this question too. 

“Are you kidding? I couldn’t risk having her fall for someone else,” he jokes. 

You roll your eyes at him. That’s not at all the reason. It had a lot more to do with some of your insecurities than anything else, but no one needs to know that, so you’re thankful he came up with that. 

And luckily no one on a porn set cares to get any deeper, so they take the laugh and move on...

Faster than you do.

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You walked into the studio hand-in-hand with Johnny that day. It was your day off, you just tagged along as the supportive girlfriend. 

He had done the same for you a few times before. 

You always thought that if someone asked if you were the jealous type you would have laughed in their face. You couldn't be when this was both of your jobs. Hooking up with other people was just part of your normal. 

But being there, watching Johnny with his scene partner that day, made you question that. 

A queasy feeling settled in your stomach as the day went on. You watched him laugh with the girl between scenes, give her reassuring touches, and put on one of the best acts you've seen from him. 

When you looked around, you could tell the crew was happy with what they were getting too. 

You stood by yourself, watching through a monitor, nervously biting your nails without even noticing you were doing it. 

The feeling inside you got worse when they were directed into the next position. Johnny’s hands gripped the girl’s hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed while he kneeled between her legs. 

You were in her position just the night before. 

You told yourself you didn't have to watch, it was enough that you were there. But you couldn't get yourself to look away. 

When you finally did, you slipped out of the room to get some air. 

You found an empty hallway. Your back slid against the wall until you were sitting on the floor, knees up to your chest, letting out a deep breath. 

Footsteps eventually interrupted your pity party. You looked up quickly, and they weren't just any steps, they were Johnny’s.

“Hey,” he said softly. He was still shirtless like he was more concerned about finding you than getting his clothes back on. “There you are. I was looking for you.” 

“Just needed a moment.” You hoped your smile looked convincing. “Long day in there.” 

“Tell me about it,” he chuckled, taking a seat next to you. When you didn't laugh with him, he grew more concerned. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah,” you answered quickly, too quickly. “You were so great, by the way. Everyone loved you. I'm just tired.” 

He waited a second to respond in case you wanted to tell him what was actually up. But nothing came. 

“You seem to forget we were friends before you became my girlfriend,” he teased. “I can tell that's not all…”

Still nothing. You opened your mouth like you were going to divulge something, but nothing came out and you just looked away from him.

“You can tell me.” He grew more worried. “Was someone weird to you in there?”

“No,” you shot that down fast. “I promise it's not that.” 

That didn't cure his frown, but he did feel a little relief. “Then what?” 

“I don't want to be that girl.” Your voice was so quiet as you finally let yourself say it out loud.

“What girl?” He asked genuinely. 

“The jealous one… The insecure one,” you scoffed, more so at yourself. “This is our job. I can't believe I'm letting it bother me. I know it’s all an act in there, but… I hated it.” 

Without looking at him, you missed the sympathetic look he gave you before putting an arm around you to pull you closer. 

You half expected him to try to lift the mood by making a quip about you being jealous – Something like, “Damn, didn't think I was that convincing today,” said with a wink – but that was furthest from his reaction.

“I felt that way too, you know…” He admitted it so quietly. “The last few times I watched you.”

That shocked you. “What?”

“But I didn't want to… I don't know, seem controlling, I guess,” he shrugged. “Or hold you back.” 

You let out a sad-sounding laugh. You didn't know if he was being serious or just trying to make you feel better, but you didn't really care in that moment. “Then why are we doing this?” 

“Maybe we shouldn't anymore,” he whispered. 

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“All right—” A director’s voice brings you back to the present. “Are we ready to get started then?” 

You glance beside you at your sweetheart of a boyfriend, catching the soft, loving look in his eyes that will soon turn much darker, but not until you say so. 

“So ready,” you smile. 

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