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Hello! don john x reader angst where the reader thinks her love is unrequited?
Nighttime Love
Don John x FEM!Reader
SUMMARY // You're visiting your uncle in Messina, and Don John catches your eye. Little do you know, you've caught his too..
TW // Angst, Fluff, Suggestive..
Ugh love this idea..
I made the English a bit more modern, cause God knows how confusing Shakespearian English can be😭😭
Also, thank you @scarlettspectra for letting me use your gif! You're such a sweetheart, I swear!!
Omg I hate this one.. this fucking sucks so bad.. I had so little ideas for this..
"My dear, why would you be in love with a man such as himself? You know what he's done to Hero and Don Pedro.. to everyone!" your uncle whispers, concerned for your feelings.
Currently, you and your uncle are in a stone alleyway, as you had pulled him aside from the market to confess to him your feelings for the quiet, stone faced man known as Don John. You cry and shake your head.
"No, I know, Uncle! But my heart can't help but desire him.." you say, desperately trying to make him understand.
Your uncle sighs and nods in understanding, remembering when he had fell in love with his wife, a similar situation to yours.
"I know, my dear.. but you have to understand, he loves no one, he is a man who only desires one thing.. chaos," your uncle rubs your arms comfortingly.
You let out a shaky breath and let your head fall into your uncle's chest, knowing he was probably right. As you cry into his chest, his hands stroking your hair in comfort, neither of you notice a head peaking around the corner, listening in to your conversation.
Don John leans back on the wall, thinking for a moment before smirking and walking away, a slight bounce in his step. As he passes by the people in the market, they all stare at him, wondering what mischievious plan he would go through with next. With how happy he seemed, he had to be planning something.
And they were right, because the next day, a letter arrived at your uncle's abode, addressed to you. There was a time and a meeting place written on it, and no name.
'Tonight at 8, meet me in the center of the town garden. I'll be waiting.' - It wrote.
Your heart drops to your stomach in both fear and anticipation. You hide the letter from your uncle and go about your day before sneaking out at 8 to meet the mysterious sender.
Your room is on the lower level of the small two storey house, so sneaking out was quite easy, climbing through your window, your night gown nearly dragging on the ground as you run towards the garden bare foot, the cold dirt soft against your feet as the night brings a certain calm and cool.
Once you reach the garden, you stop running and walk through the maze, trying to remember the way to the center of it. You find yourself at a few dead ends before finally making your way to the center of the elaborate hedge maze.
You arrive to see nobody, your brows furrow in confusion and call out, announcing your presence to anyone who may be there.
"Ah.. sweet little (Y/n).. how lovely that you have followed my instructions.." a monotonous voice calls back, coming out from behind a large bush.
His short, black hair shone in the moonlight, along with his deep brown eyes. A smirk played on his bearded lips. It was Don John.
"My Prince.. to what do I owe the pleasure?" You laugh out of nervousness, blushing when you realize you're dressed quite indecently to be in front of a man of such stature, "ah.. forgive me for my indecency.. I came as soon as I could.." you mutter shyly.
Don John lets out a humourless chuckle and walks around you slowly, as if stalking his prey, sizing you up.
"No need to be sorry, sweet flower.. Seeing you like this is quite.. endearing," he smirks.
Your heartbeat quickens, looking anywhere but at him due to fear and embarrassment. You blush and cross your arms, knowing the cool air was most likely revealing your hardened nipples.
"Well? What have you called me for?" You ask, getting flustered and slightly annoyed.
He chuckles once more before coming up behind you, placing his hands on your waist, his lips brushing up against your ear. Chills run down your spine, whether from the wind or his hot breath in your ear, you couldn't tell, but you didn't mind it.
"I heard somewhere that a little lady fancies me.. Is that true, my sweet.. delicate.. flower.." he whispers hotly in your ear, sending a rush of warmth to your lower stomach.
You gulp and blush, unable to deny his words.
"Yes.. it's true.. What of it? It's not like you return those feelings.." you huff out, getting upset at your own thoughts.
"Mm.. and what if I told you those feelings were requited? What would you say? What would you do, little dove?" He nibbles at your ear teasingly.
You gasp and twist your head around so you can see him more out of your peripheral vision. Before you can answer, his lips are devouring yours hungrily, making you squeak and moan in surprise. He groans at your taste, biting your bottom lip sensually, turning you around so the front of your body is fully facing him.
He pulls away and licks your upper lip teasingly before leaning down to whisper in your ear once more.
"You're mine.. You're going to be my sweet princess.." He grins and grips your waist tightly.
What have you gotten yourself into..
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NSFWISH-silly mood board to keep my silly headache down, eheheh.
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A Gentleman
Secret Garden
Category: Drabble
John Wick x Reader
Warning: Yandere/Obsessive behaviour, stalking.
Unedited
There were a few subtle traits she had noticed about John. Like, while walking on the side path, he would always take the side of the road, while keeping her on the safer one. He also walked a step behind her– not something immediately noticeable but while walking back to her house from the grocery with him for the fourth time, she couldn't help but take notes of the pattern.
“Didn’t you bring your car?”
John shrugged “No, needed some fixing. Besides, I prefer to walk sometimes.”
There was a hint of something akin to a smile on his face. Under the golden glow of streetlights, his eyes seemed to have a language of their own. (Y/N) bumped into him at the store often. John was the kind but aloof neighbour she thought everyone needed at least once in a lifetime.
She did not see him often, except for grocery shopping and sometimes, he would sit by himself on one of the few isolated park benches, watching, or thinking-- one could never tell from afar.
It was a miracle that he spoke to her first— he did not seem to be of the kind to initiate any conversation— but speaking to him felt good. She never heard his voice raised– his quiet, deep voice along with dry humour was appealing to her, and in (Y/N)’s dictionary, the number of times they had walked back to their apartment building together and made random commentary on things and people (mostly her) with the sprinkle of John’s dry humour, she and he could be considered friends.
He carried three bags– one his, two hers while she was allowed to keep the lightest one for herself. He was quite old school regarding such mannerisms, she had come to realise that. And while she there would be countless arguments against it, she had come to like his ways. The courteous, elusive and somewhat aloof enigma of a gentleman who was always high on his traditional manners, always polite and often fed stray cats and dogs.
Everything about John indicated that he was a good man. So, she never had a second thought before inviting him into her apartment for coffee. He had carried her grocery bags all the way to her home, at least she could make him feel welcome and comfortable.
She was sure he would politely decline but he just gazed down at her for a momant or two before asking-
“Are you sure?”
She blinked. “Yes? Yes, John, please come in, I have no problem.”
His gaze melted from the strange intrigue to something soft, almost amiable. She was sure she saw the corner of his lips quirk up a bit before she opened her door wider and invited him in.
“How do you like your coffee?”
“Huh?” he was distracted, looking around when she asked.
“How would you like coffee?” She asked again with an amused smile.
“The way you make it.”
Smooth.
“Okay, please take a seat.” With that, she went into her kitchen, preparing two steaming hot cups.
John sat on the sofa– it felt unreal to be in her home, invited. His eyes glanced at the ceiling fan above— the small opening blinked green twice before disappearing into the darkness– the usual cycle of every two hours. He glanced at his phone, the live video of him sitting in her livingroom showed that the device worked just fine.
His eyes found her form again, moving around to make coffee, oblivious to his eyes fixed on her form– silent, observing and moving along with her– noting each movement with a strange kind of fixation and tenderness.
She was, unlike him, so defenseless, unguarded, alive…
John glanced at the ceiling fan again before dropping his gaze right before she turned around with a smile and two steaming mugs.
He could not help but feel his heart thump. His calm and collected surface shook at the sight of her beaming smile.
He needed the camera. She needed him.
He told himself as he accepted his coffee, relishing the way her fingers grazed against his.
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Inspired by @johnwickb1tsch's Bittersweet. I realised that as soon as I finished writing with my eyes half-open. Go read the amazing fic.
So, what do you think? Should I post something darker or keep things on edge for now?
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true but terrifying
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"I can't wait to marry you"
Summary: Ted doesn't know how to ask for what he wants...
Warnings: praise, pet names (beautiful), language, p in v, breast play
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I feel like Ted is so inexperienced that anytime you straddle his lap and start to make out with him he's just so nervous and almost scared. Of course he's a teenage boy who has also never even felt the touch of a woman so of course he wants it, more than anything. He just doesn't have a clue what to do.
you kissed the corners of his mouth while your hands cradled his face, fingers running through his hair. "I love you so much.. you're fucking perfect for me" your boyfriends face began to heat up while he tried to control him self from bucking his hips up into your clothed cunt that was sat right above his throbbing cock.
"please please please" Teds hands grabbed at your waist, not even completely sure of what he wanted or what he was asking for
"what'd you need beautiful?" You asked sympathetically knowing that he couldn't ask for what he needed.
Ted shut his eyes tightly as if he was trying to think, to help speed up his train of thought you rolled your hips down into his lap, placing your hands on his shoulders "I- please make me feel good like how you do when we-" you cut him off
"alright I got it-" he smiled in response, whispering a small 'ok..' under his breath.
You looked back up at him "which one do you want?" This was a strategy you'd thought of so he doesn't have to be as straight forward in asking with full sentences. "Your uhm- y-your-"
You unzipped his pants pulling out his cock giving it a few pumps. "You want my cunt?" You asked pulling your underwear to the side. He nodded vigorously while looking at you with pleading eyes.
Your hand brought him closer, rubbing his head against your pulsing clit, letting out a high squeaky moan you finally slid him into your tight hole.
Ted let his head roll back as he wrapped his arms around you pulling you close. "So good- your body's amazing.." you said as you began to bounce up and down, moaning every time you hit the base.
While you bounced you noticed your boyfriend's eyes lingering to your chest. "You wanna feel" of course he did, because deep down, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, Ted Theodore Logan was a perv. He nodded again while he reached out kneading your left breast in his larger hand while the other was rested on your hip.
Ted looked up at you with a feeling of guilt in his eyes "I- I'm gonna"
"it's ok me too" you said cutting him off. You sped up your pace and the closer Ted got, the more babbling he did.
"oh shit you're fucking perfect babe y-you're amazing and I love you so fucking much I can't fucking wait to marry you one day and- aughh-" This time he cut himself off with his own orgasm and you both finished together.
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I don't know you but John Wick really gives me the Yandere Vibes, maybe because he loses all the people he loves qnd he is scared to be alone, I really think he is the kind of guy to kidnap you because he doesn't want to be alone anymore.
Oh nonnie dearest, I wrote a little thing that was stirring in my head when the last movie came out and I 1000% agree that he's lonely ( and perhaps needs someone in his life. John? Don't you agree, John. )
I think he'd use different terminology rather than calling it kidnapping. Cause "there's always a choice". Sure, John. Call it what you like but when you strongly encourage someone not to leave and know more ways to kill, more ways to injure and maim than there are stars in the sky... Sir. Call it what it is.
But, you don't contradict the Baba Yaga. You just don't. And you like Dog.
Anyway, safest place to be is in the devil's shadow.
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(JOHN WICK 5 FANFIC SPOILERS. DO NOT CLICK UNLESS YOU WANT SPOILERS.)
say bye to erin
and hello to maggie
when the sky dims
youll see her face
when you both stand together.
and dance as music plays.
and youll think
"sacrifices always lead to better things ahead."
as you both tap your glasses of wine and drink.
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Payback-Dickie Stanz
Word Count: 1.4k
Warnings: noncon relationship, mentions of a murder, abduction, mentions of drinking, mentions of being drugged.
“I don’t know, Dickie, I ain’t feeling too good about this,” his friend muttered as Dickie eyed up the college-aged girls who were coming out of the library, “I ain’t feeling good about this at all. Maybe we sho-“
“Shut up,” Dickie spat, barely shooting his friend a glance, “We’re gonna get back at that cop that nearly killed me, and you’re gonna help me with it…and we’re gonna get back at him real good too!”
“What d’ya mean, Dickie?” he asked nervously, his eyes shifting quickly between his friend and the girls, “one of them girls know em or something?”
“Or something, “Dickie muttered, agreeing to the latter part of his friends statement while jumping down off his spot on the half-wall, “what would you say if I told you that one of them broads is that cop’s baby sister?”
“Well, I don’t know, Dickie…that don’t sound too good,” he gulped, cautiously watching as his friend began to head down the way that the girls were going. He felt guilt and bile rise in the back of his throat as he watched how Dickie looked at the women. He reached out into the darkness, barely catching the edge of Dickie’s leather-sleeve, “Dickie, I don’t think-“
“That’s right,” he growled, cutting his friend off, “you don’t do the thinking around here. I do it for us, remember? The last time I let you do the thinking you nearly got me killed. And not just once neither.”
“You got caught, Dickie. He-“
“My jeans got caught on that god damned fence,” he hissed, half re-living the memory. His hand went to his chest, instinctively tracing over the bullet hole. His jaw tightened, “it was because you wanted to jump it. And the other time you did the thinking-when that old broad nearly sliced us in half with that fuckin-“
“Alright, alright,” his friend replied anxiously, frowning at how much his own choices had led them down so many untowardly ends, “I get it. When I choose what we do and who the targets are something bad happens.”
“That’s right,” Dickie grumbled, pulling his arm from his friend’s hand, “and next time you question me I’ll take your switchblade and jam it in your stomach…let you know what it feels like to have something feel like it’s gutting you…”
“Geez Dickie, calm down…”
“I am calm,” he grumbled, sneering at his friend, “but you’re wasting time…and we don’t have much. Now come on….if you make us miss out on that cops’ baby sister I’ll knock your head into the pavement.”
“God, Sandy…stop talking about my brother,” you sighed, rolling your eyes as your sorority sister talked about your brother, who was nearly sixteen years older than you, “he’s almost a middle aged man….and that’s disgusting and undignified. Can’t you be interested in someone who’s our age?”
“The boys our age don’t know their heads from a hole in the ground,” she scoffed, her nose turning up at the idea. Then she smirked at you, “you want to talk about disgusting and undignified? Disgusting and undignified is what you did with Thomas Walker last week.”
You gasped, playfully pushing her as she sipped on her beer, “oh my god, Sandy…I told you that in confidence.”
She only giggled in response.
“I’m not telling you about my exploits anymore.”
“Sure you aren’t,” she giggled, “just like you aren’t trying to piss off your family by sleeping with the scum of the earth.”
“Walker is top of his class and in president of Alp-“
“Yeah, yeah,” she laughed, cutting you off, “but he’s a slimeball and you know it!”
“Sandy!”
“That is my name. Don’t wear it out,” she smirked. You shook your head, and the two of you fell into a comfortable silence as you took a swig of your own drink. Setting it on the bar, you began to look around the room. You were brought back to reality with her airy laughter, “oh no…don’t say you’re looking for a potential suitor here…”
“I mean-“
“It’s a dive bar!” she frowned, her own sneer appearing on her face as she looked at the men in the dimly lit bar, “anything worse and you’d be begging for a disease, Charlotte.”
You shrugged, “Look, I’m not looking for my future husband, Sandy…I’m just looking for a little bit of fun for the evening…I won’t take him back to the house or anything…”
“You’re drunk and I can’t let you do that to yourself only to regret it in the morning…come on Charlotte. We’re going to get back to the house before you make a decision you regret,” she huffed, putting a bill on the table and grabbing your arm, “come on little miss lush. Let’s get you to bed.”
“Come on,” you whimpered, not wanting to go back to the house just yet, “I didn’t even get to finish my beer, and we were studying nearly all evening…let’s just have a little bit of fun.”
“We were studying because we can’t fail this test…and it’s almost midnight. You know as well as I do that nothing good happens in the heart of the city after midnight…your brother’s told us that how many times when he tries to warn us that we need to travel in groups of four or more?” she quizzed, “we need to get back before something happens. You know I don’t like coming to these types of bars anyways.”
“You’re a buzzkill,” you grumbled, grabbing your purse and the small stack of books that sat between the two of you, “you know that?”
“You’ll thank me one day…. I just know it. And on that day,” she said smugly, “ I’ll be marrying your brother and you’ll finally admit that I’m the sister you never got but always wanted.”
“You’re gross, Sandy!” you scoffed.
“Heya ladies, looking for a good time?”
“You know it!” you teased to the mysterious voice as Sandy tried pulling you away.
“No thank you!” she corrected, “my friend is drunk. We need to get home.”
You nearly tripped on your heel as she led you towards the corner of the building, “we could help ya if you need it!”
“We’re fine”
You stumbled, but were caught by a pair of strong arms. A thick, musky scent wrapped around you and you whimpered against a lean, but firm chest, “I got you sweetheart…don’t you worry.”
“Hey let go of her!”
You leaned into the chest, your eyes feeling too heavy to keep open.”
Your head felt heavy.
Your stomach felt like there was nothing but wet cement filling it.
The random bits of light that flooded your eyes was far too harsh, making you blink heavily and attempt to look away or put your hand in front of your face.
But you couldn’t move.
Your vision continued to go in and out for a while.
“Think you gave her too much, Dickie…”
“Shut the hell up!” a voice hissed, “Wake up broad…c’mon. C’MON!”
Another blinding light.
Your body felt weightless.
Warmth surrounded you as a darkness filled your vision once more.
“Man, her friend ain’t looking too hot,” the first voice called, “Dickie…she ain’t breathing…what do I do?”
“I don’t give a damn about her friend…dump her for all I care. This one, she’s the one we want…”
“Dicki-“
“Shut the hell up…”
A chill ran down your spine.
You shivered and felt a stinging sensation in your wrists. You went to move, but your ankles were bound. You shook your head until whatever was across your face slid down to your neck.
Horror gripped you as your friend stared back.
Sandy.
Her eyes were open and lifeless.
Her skin looked so pale; almost as though she were a doll.
Almost as though she wasn’t real.
“S-S-Sandy…”
“Your friend’s dead…sweetheart…” the man said calmly, “she fought back when she woke up from the stuff my friend slipped in your beers…he’s not…not so good with calming a broad down. Told him to take a walk and cool off while we let you come to naturally…can’t risk losing you, sweetheart.”
Your eyes snapped up, or as much as they could with you bending your neck to see the figure from your spot on the ground. A young, attractive man around your age was sitting on a chair almost out of your line of vision. Tears began to cloud your eyes as you sniffled on the dirty floor. His scent wrapped around you once more, and you knew him as the man that helped you and Sandy when you got out of the bar, “W-who are you? W-what do you want from me?”
“That’s not important right now,” the man replied quickly. He got off his chair and knelt on the ground, between you and Sandy, “What question you should be asking yourself is this…do you want to end up like your little friend, or are you gonna be a good girl for good ole Dicky Stanz?”
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Dream Blunt Rotation with keanu reeves characters:
- John wick. Man honestly he deserves to kick back and vibe for a bit. I feel like he’s got a lot of stories and we’d be around a fire in the woods talking smack about all the people who tried to hunt him down. I feel like he’d get philosophical ash and be a bit of a connoisseur about it from what he picked up in connections with his trade. Would probably be calling me out for acting a fool.
- obviously TED. I mean COME ON. I feel like John wick would say something sad and Ted would say “that’s literally so inspirational bro, you’re so right.” And try to relate with his own kinda story that has nothing to do with what John was trying to say. Probably laughs a lot, we’d be talking about nerd and music shit. Start a camp fire sing along. He gets real artsy with it, we get Lana Del Rey vinyl about it.
- Jonathan harker. I’d feel bad after a while tho bc he’d probably be paranoid thinking Dracula was after him and would wander off. He’s be a bougie bitch about the weed and only proclaim the purest of things, proceeding in everyone roasting him, especially Ted. Ted would be offended that he said his “panties were in a twist”. John and I would probably have to go look for him and find him tripping out under a tree log stabbing it with a stick thinking it’s old drac again. But he’s an amazing writer so we’d be talking about poetry. He’d be the quickest to get high out of the group and probably cough so loud it scares the owls away up ahead. Would talk over the others and smile too much to annoy John but amuse Shane. Him and Ted get along too well.
- Shane Falco…. All aboard the himbo train!!! Woot woot!!!! 🚂 naaaa I’m just playing. I feel like he and John are on opposite ends when it comes to personal philosophies and I’d be in on the drama. He’d probably be annoyed by Ted and tolerate Jonathan. I think everyone would check out if he even tried explaining football to Jonathan. He’d probably challenge John and I to a game of football and we’d end up crashing into eachother and looking a mess.
- Don Jon. I’d probably invite him so he didn’t feel left out but would fill the group with negative energy and be a sulking king. Would rant and make everyone side eye eachother and dance around the subject till Shane tries to intervene. Ted would try to be supportive and lament about the *ladies* but he’d probably storm off into the darkness. Would traumatize Jonathan harker mentioning Dracula and get kicked out.
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How that Sonic 3 cast reveal feels....
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For you, which Keanu's characters are the sexiest?
All of them
Some gifs from pinterest, some from @keanujpg
-TOP 10-
1- Neo (Thomas Anderson)
I like sweet bois..
2- Johnny Silverhand
I also have a tendency to like assholes who can fuck good..
3- Conor O'Neill
I also like losers who're trying to reform themselves..
4- Rupert Marshetta
He's a cute boy who just wants to be a dolphin..
5- Donnie Barksdale
I honestly can't tell you why I find him appealing..
6- Don John
Medieval villain babe.. what's not to like..
7- John Wick
I mean.. do I need to explain..
8- John Constantine
Hot exorcist man..
9- Johnny Mnemonic
Best courier around..
10- Ted Logan
Sweet bb boi..
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A Secret Garden
Main Masterlist
Welcome to the secret garden of Wicked Indulgence. The themes remain dark, and the romance remains murky.
Only the universe and characters change.
Note-- This is not my main masterlist or the area of focus, I make no promises here. I cannot give it as much time as I give to my main masterlist. But this is a sweet indulgence.
So...Welcome to my secret garden, not popular like my other works but relevant to me and those who would indulge.
Be warned...This is no place for the faint-hearted or the sweet angels. Definitely not minors.
Banners, headers, and dividers by @cafekitsune
John Wick
An introduction
Drabbles
Daisies
Secrets We Keep
A Gentleman
Series
Wildflower-- Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI
Requests Closed
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decided to make an edit. idk how I feel about it but still posting it anyways.
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How it all started 🥺
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Imagine John Wick and Nigel (Mads) both fall in love with you and fight each other to get you.
"She's mine, John."
"Hm."
Nigel looses a slightly breathless laugh. He's pouring sweat. Did he run all the way here? You look between them, the man bathed in neon for the pathway he's preparing to lead you down and the man that's just joined the pair of you. Both dressed in black, one tucked into a suit - as is his way - the other sporting more casual wear. "You. You think otherwise."
John simply waits, allowing his rival to catch his breath. Nothing if not a gentleman, killer or no.
"Hmph. You think we should help her choose."
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