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One shot: Ethan hunt x Rival Reader
I am shocked at the lack of Ethan hunt/Mission impossible fanfics on here. Anyways, I love a good enemies to loved so I decided to write one. Sorry if this sucks LMAO. If anyone likes this lmk i’ll write more.
WARNINGS: Kissing, Some blood, Mild language. This one is pretty PG-13. *Gif is not mine*
After finally arriving at the safe house, your feet are begging you to lay down. Unfortunately, you are covered in blood from todays mission and the last thing you want to do is go to bed without showering. The mission your on forces you to be in uncomfortable proximity to Infamous Agent Ethan Hunt. Even just hearing his name makes you irritated. This is not the only mission that you had to work with him. The two of you often get in each others way since you both want be making the decisions. What’s more aggravating is that no matter what you do on a mission, Ethan always gets credit for YOUR accomplishments. Anyway, instead of berating Ethan Hunt in your head, you really do need to shower. You slowly approach the bathroom. you hear the shower and realize ethan is occupying the only bathroom in the apartment. “Ethan hurry up, how much longer?”
The door opens and he leans against the white frame. You suddenly feel unable to breathe. He smiles at you with a hint of arrogance and an emotion you can’t quite place. “You missed me?” He sarcastically says, low and raspy in an attempt to not wake your sleeping colleague. Despite your best efforts you can’t help but watch the water bead of his chest onto his loose grey sweatpants. His abs are so defined they look sculpted. But you don’t have time for this. Besides, this is Ethan hunt we’re talking about here and you’re supposed to hate him. You try to think of something witty to say but your at a loss. “I need to shower Ethan, Im covered in blood and I’m tired.” He stares at you intently and you want to break his gaze but you keep from looking away. “You got pretty messed up out there.” He says. “Yeah no shit.” He chuckles lowly at this. “Listen. I know we haven’t always gotten along” he starts, “But you did really good today. We wouldn’t have killed the general without your quick thinking.”
I can’t believe Ethan hunt is being nice to me. When he says this, Your stomach erupts in a warm feeling that spreads throughout your veins and goes from your toes all the way up to your ears. I don’t have feelings for Ethan do I? We’re just talking agent-to-agent. He would’ve said that to anyone. His muscular arm brushes a tendril of hair out of your face and tucks it he kind your ear. You look up at him and begin to feel feel your stomach explode in butterfly’s. Suddenly you no longer remember why you knocked on the door.
Your legs start to feel like jelly but this time it’s not from exhaustion. He’s so close you can practically feel his breath on your face. He smells like a pine tree and his body heat makes you feel warm. He looks at you with something unprecedented: affection. For the first time you notice how handsome Ethan is. You begin to wonder what it would be like to press your lips against his. Ethan takes a brisk breath like he’s going to say something but then just stares at you, then nods in dismissal. “We’ll I should probably hurry up then.” He says. “Yeah probably.” You say chuckling.
He begins to shut the door. For some reason you’re filled with desperation for the man who you called your enemy 5 minutes ago. “Hey, Ethan?” He slowly turns back around and reopens the door. “Thanks for your help today. If I’m being honest I was pretty scared earlier and I don’t know what happened if you weren’t there,” The corners of his mouth turn up, “Hey, it’s my job. Don’t worry about it.” I start again, “But Im not just talking about the job. I guess what i’m trying to say is I’m really glad I met you. I mean glad know you-have you. you.” When he doesn’t respond you start regretting saying anything at all. “I’m sorry I don’t even know why I said that so I’m just gonna-” Suddenly he grabs your waist with his strong hands and pulls you in so close you can hear and feel his heart beat. He leans in and he puts his mouth on yours and kisses you roughly. You’re shocked but pleasantly surprised and immediately kiss back. Your whole body is tinging and it feels as if fireworks are going off inside the apartment. You grasp at his nape with one hand and with the other you feel the crevice’s of his abs that you’ve always secretly longed to feel.
He pulls away from the kiss and smiles at you with love and appreciation. He leans to whisper something in your ear. “we should take this… elsewhere.” You cock your head the same way a confused puppy does. “What, did you have something planned?” You both look towards the agent asleep of the bed. He looks back at you and his green eyes suddenly change to a hungry lust. You wryly smile. With one of his strong hands he forcefully pulls you into the bathroom and uses your body to shut the door. He raises your wrists above your head and pins you against the door with one hand, the other on the back of your neck. You wish this moment could last forever. He steps closer, roughly kissing you. He pulls back panting and looks st you with a small smirk. You smile then bite your lip. All you can think is you hope your friend isn’t a light sleeper.
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Can you write something for jack reacher? (the tom cruise one)
Of course, I can 😊 and if that's not a reason to rewatch the movies idk what 😉
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A Jealous Man
pete “maverick” mitchell x reader
summary: you try to distract yourself from practice and Maverick
warnings: angst, some fluff, language, alcohol
wc: 902
a/n: hi all! so sorry it’s been a hot minute. I got married!!! I promise I’m still working on all the requests! based on this request! maybe there will be a part two??
tags: @kissatelier @tomcruiseishot
"What the hell was that?" Maverick yells from across the tarmac.
"Leave me alone, Mav," you say, grabbing your gear and heading to the locker rooms.
"No, I will not. That stunt you pulled? It could’ve gotten you killed!"
"I was in control."
"You were not in control."
"You would’ve done the same thing."
Maverick sighs. "I don’t have the energy to argue with you. Go home."
"Yes sir," you say, walking past Maverick and purposefully bumping his shoulder.
You change out of your flight suit and head to The Hard Deck to meet someone you’ve been on a couple dates with. He’s not amazing, but it’s something.
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Maverick didn’t consider himself to be a jealous man.
But when he walked in The Hard Deck and saw you with someone, Maverick felt physical pain.
He hated to admit it, but there was something about you that lured him in.
Of course, it was inappropriate, with him being your teacher. But Maverick wasn’t one for rules.
When you looked over and gave him a small smile, he felt something he hasn’t felt in a long time.
Tough guy Maverick was falling for you.
—
Shortly after getting your first round of drinks, your date leaves you for his friends.
You sigh, knowing he’s not going to come back to be with you.
You finish your beer and head up to the bar. Much to your better judgment, you find a seat beside Maverick.
"Where’s your date?" Maverick asks.
You scoff. "With his friends. I knew it was a bad idea coming here."
Penny walks over to you, and you hold up your bottle. She nods and grabs another beer for you.
Maverick clenches his jaw. He could say so many things right now, but none of them are a good idea.
"What are you doing here?" you ask him.
"Trying to avoid thinking about the mission," he says.
You nod. "Fair enough."
"Y/n, what are you doing over here?" your date asks, stumbling over not only his words, but also his feet.
"How are you this drunk already?" you mutter.
"Baby, come on," he says, his hands all over you.
"Dylan, just leave," you say.
"Baby," he repeats, still touching you. You try to move away.
"Leave her alone," Maverick says.
"Oh, who are you to tell me what to do?" Dylan asks.
"A decent human being. I’d leave now, if I were you."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Not yet."
"Mav," you whisper.
"You know this old man?" Dylan asks, appalled by this possibility.
"Dylan, leave," you say.
Maverick stands up and forces himself between you and Dylan.
You’ve never been this close to Maverick, and it makes you a little dizzy.
Maverick and Dylan are silent, having a stare down.
"Fine," Dylan says, walking away. "I’ll call you later, Y/n.”
"Please don’t," you say, looking at the floor.
Maverick doesn’t move until Dylan has left the area.
"Are you okay?" Maverick asks you, sitting back down at the bar.
"Yeah." You stand up and finish your beer. "I’m gonna head out. Thanks for, uh, intervening, I guess."
You don’t even wait for a response from Maverick before you leave.
"Y/n," Maverick calls out as he catches up to you in the parking lot.
"Mav, I appreciate you standing up for me, but I’m fine. I don’t need protecting. I know how to fly my plane. I don’t need your help constantly," you say.
"Y/n," Maverick repeats.
"I don’t get why you give me so much shit all the time. I don’t get why you’re always right there. I can handle myself," you ramble.
It takes you a second to realize Maverick has closed in on you, his face inches from yours. You stop mid sentence.
"Maverick," you whisper.
He leans in closer, stopping for a millisecond before his lips land on yours.
Your mind goes blank, and you wrap your arms around his neck.
He places his hands gently on your waist.
"Maverick," you repeat.
"I care about you so much, Y/n. I tried to push these feelings away, but I can’t. And seeing you with that guy tonight… I’ve never felt that way before, jealous of another man," Maverick says softly.
"Mav," you repeat.
"I want to give this a try."
"We can’t, the rules.”
"Fuck the rules," Maverick says, caressing your face.
"Maverick," you scold.
"I’ll take care of it," he smiles at you.
You roll your eyes and give him another kiss.
"I don’t want this to hurt me, Mav."
"I’ll handle it, trust me.”
Maverick wraps you up in his arms, and you rest your head against his chest, where you can hear his heartbeat.
"Come back to my place?" Maverick asks.
"Okay," you say, nodding against his chest.
Maverick releases you from his arms. "Need a ride?"
"I’ve never ridden a bike before."
"Just hold on to me, you’ll be fine," he says with a smile, leading you to his bike.
You can’t help but smile back as Maverick’s hand finds yours.
He easily swings a leg up and over the bike, and helps you on to the bike too.
Maverick takes your hands and places them around his waist.
"Hang on," he says.
"Take it easy for me," you smile.
"No promises," he jokes with you, taking off from the parking lot.
You're still unsure how it happened, but you're thrilled to be going home with Maverick.
#tom cruise x reader#tom cruise imagine#top gun x reader#pete mitchell x reader#maverick x reader#pete maverick Mitchell x reader#maverick imagine#pete mitchell imagine#pete maverick Mitchell imagine#Maverick Mitchell x reader
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“Good morning.” Ice began, clapping his hands together as he stepped up to the podium. Your eyes snapped up to his, listening intently as he rattled off details, instructions, tips, and tricks. Mav found himself focusing more on you than on the material he was supposed to be teaching. So much so, that he didn’t even notice when it was his turn to speak. The elbow in his side was what brought him out of his daydream. The pilot fought a blush at the realization that he had been staring at you.
Clearing his throat, he glanced between his notes and a random student as he spoke. A few of the cocky pilots in the audience snickered. They were silenced with one harsh glare from the blond instructor.
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The team was waiting for you to arrive before taking off. Ethan chooses the team for this mission Luther, Ilsa, Benji and you.
“They should’ve been here by now.” Benji commented.
“Have some patient Benji they’re gonna be here.” Ethan told him.
They heard the motorbike before they saw you, making your way to the private jet.
“Luther tell the pilot to get ready for takeoff.” Ethan smiled when he saw the sign of you.
You stopped the bike and took of the hamlet and showed a big smile. Hopping off the bike Ethan was smiling at you and spread his arms for a hug.
“It’s about time.” Benji said.
You jumped into Ethan’s arms “Oh shut it Dunn.” You hugged him so tight “How I missed you.” You whispered into the hug.
Ethan chuckled “I missed you too bug.”
“You know you could hug on the plane, right?” Benji told you two.
Parting away from Ethan’s hug you glared at Benji “What got your panties in a twist dude?” making your way to the stairs to get into the plane.
“Ha ha ha don’t call me dude.” He pointed at you.
Luther saw you enter the plane and stood up from his chair “Well if it wasn’t my favorite person.”
“Luther my baby” You opened your arms to hug him “How are you?”
“I’m doing great now that you’re here.” He hugged you and kissed your head.
You saw Ilsa smiling at the both of you “And there she is the love of my life, my wife.” You said to her before hugging her and taking your seat next to Luther.
“How come I didn’t get a hug?” You heard Benji
You raised your eyebrow at him “Well you were being an ass so no hugs for you.”
“No, I wasn’t” he argued.
“Yes, you were.” You argued back.
“No, I wasn’t.”
And you two just kept going back and forth with this.
“It’s gonna be a long mission with these two.” Luther told Ilsa and Ethan and they just laughed.
a/n: This is for @tomcruiseishot I'm still working on the Jack Reacher so I will post it when I'm done.
*gif not mine*
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Changing the Pattern
tc!jack reacher x reader
summary: after you get hurt in the field, Jack tries to help. You’re annoyed by his efforts as it happens every time you help Jack, but he admits something to you this time that changes your relationship with him.
warnings: injury, guns, angst, then happy fluff
wc: 839
a/n: based on this request by @tomcruiseishot ! Yes it’s not very in character for Jack but I don’t care 😂
“Y/n!” Jack shouts.
You turn around and see a man coming towards you with a gun.
You pull your weapon, but are too slow. Two shots go off.
A bullet grazes your shoulder, and the man falls to the ground. You stumble backwards into the wall.
“Jack,” you cry out as you slide down the wall to the ground.
“Y/n,” Jack says, rushing to you. “I’m so sorry,” he says, ripping his shirt to make a bandage.
“Jack,” you repeat, with tears in your eyes.
“Look at me, y/n, stay with me. It’s okay. I know it hurts,” he says as he wraps the bandage around you.
You watch Jack as he finishes wrapping the bandage.
“Come on,” he says, helping you up. “Can you walk?”
“I think so,” you say.
“Okay, let’s go.”
He helps you to the car, then speeds off to a safe house.
“I’m so sorry,” Jack mutter as you enter through the door.
“Jack, enough,” you snip.
Your pain and fear has turned to anger.
“Let me just help you,” Jack says, moving to look at your wound.
“You’ve done enough,” you tell him. “I’ll handle this myself.”
You walk away towards your room.
“Y/n,” Jack calls out after you.
You ignore him and close your door. Your hand hesitates at the lock, unsure if you should lock yourself in or if Jack will leave you alone.
You lock the door, deciding you really don’t want to talk to him.
This happens every time Jack asks for your help. You always get hurt, Jack feels awful, and you swear him off until the next time he calls.
You unwrap the bandage, wincing with pain.
At least it’s just a graze and a bullet didn’t land in your shoulder.
You take the first aid kit out of the closet, setting up a workspace. You clean your wound, and start grabbing gauze and adhesive to rebandage it.
There’s a light knock on your door.
“Y/n,” Jack says softly. “I know you’re mad at me. You have every right to be. This happens every single time. I get it. You’re… you’re the best partner I’ve ever had in the field and I don’t want anyone else. I want you with me. I’m sorry.”
Tears swell in your eyes, threatening to fall. When you close your eyes to gain composure, a tear does fall down your face.
You stand up from the desk and open the door.
Jack is standing there, with concern all over his face.
“Y/n,” he breathes.
You step closer and wrap him into a hug, tears falling down your face and creating a wet spot on Jack’s shirt.
“I’m here. I got you,” Jack whispers, petting your hair and nuzzling into your neck.
The two of you stand there for a minute, not saying anything.
“How about I take a look at your shoulder?” Jack suggests, slightly pulling away from the hug.
You nod, walking back into the room to the desk.
You sit down on the chair, and Jack squats down to look at your arm.
“It doesn’t look that bad,” he reassures you. “Still probably hurts like hell, right?”
You nod. “Yeah, it does.”
Jack bandages your shoulder.
“You’ll be okay,” Jack says.
You nod again. “I know.”
Jack looks up at you, and you notice for the first time the cuts on his face, likely from the incident earlier today.
“Let me clean these,” you say, gently touching his face as you examine the cuts.
“I’m fine,” Jack tells you.
You give Jack a look.
“Fine,” Jack sighs.
You gently clean Jack’s cuts, and he winces.
“Sorry,” you mumble.
“Don’t be,” he whispers.
Silence falls between the two of you. You stand up and Jack does the same, holding onto your arms.
“Thank you,” you say softly.
Jack wraps you in his arms. “I love you.”
“What?”
“I love you, y/n. I love you so much.”
“Jack.”
“I’ll continue to repeat it, y/n. You mean everything to me.”
“Jack… I… I love you too.”
Jack pulls back ever so slightly so he can look at you.
“I mean it,” you whisper.
“Good,” he smiles, kissing you.
The kiss doesn’t feel strange or unusual. It feels natural. It feels like you’ve already kissed Jack a million times.
“Stay with me tonight?” you ask Jack quietly.
“Hm?”
“Sleep with me tonight. Don’t go to your room.”
“Okay,” Jack whispers, kissing your head.
You change into your pj’s and crawl into bed.
“Isn’t that my shirt?” Jack asks with a small smile as he takes his own shirt off.
“Maybe,” you tease him. “Smells like you.”
Jack smiles as he steps out of his jeans, leaving him in just his boxers.
He joins you in bed under the covers.
You move closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder.
“I love you,” you tell him.
“I love you too, y/n. Get some rest, okay?”
You nod against his body.
“Good. I’ll keep you safe.”
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HOBBIES AND TALENTS
i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand
RELATIONSHIPS
i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online
AESTHETICS
i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colors // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favorite season
MISCELLANEOUS
i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs
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