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how can I be normal when he looks like this?

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Keanu Reeves as John Wick in John Wick (2014)

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୨୧ John Wick Headcanons ୨୧

some silly little headcanons I have about some traits I think john would have in a relationship

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He loves back tickles. He won’t let you do this until many months into dating but once he feels comfortable enough with you he will love it! One night you absentmindedly start to draw lazy circles on his back and you find his body relaxes into your touch like its second nature. He’ll never outright ask for you to do this though but you know he loves it every time you do. Especially after a long job, it lulls him to sleep in no time and leaves him with a small smile on his lips.

If you guys are chilling on the sofa he’s always subconsciously lightly tapping on your leg or stroking your waist. This man has to keep his hands busy and is not used to relaxing. He can chill but has to have something to do to keep himself moving, even slightly. Kind of like a nervous tick but it’s more he’s so used to being on constant alert he has to have something to occupy his mind/ help keep him grounded.

Acts of service King! He‘s a show don’t tell kind of guy. He’ll be constantly cooking or fixing things for you. He’ll listen to you and then fix whatever’s been causing you trouble. He loves to take care of others as he’s been forced to cause so much pain in his life. However, this makes it hard for him to accept being looked after by you. So it might be a struggle at first, when you want to do things for him but eventually he’ll learn to step back and let himself be taken care of.

I see John as a secure people pleaser. He doesn’t feel the need to please anyone but you but oh god will he go to hell and back just to make you smile. You always tell him he doesn’t have to do so much for you but he just shrugs and says “I want to.”

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When you first take your relationship to the next level and sleep together he struggles to finish. I already think John is demisexual but taking that a step further, I think he would struggle to cum because he’s used to always being on edge. He needs to fully trust you to be able to let go and unfortunately with PTSD that’s shut doesn’t come easy. So he won’t be able to fully let his guard down until quite far into the relationship. But once you get over that barrier he’ll be insatiable.

He’s a giver. Kind of an extension from the first point, I think John would be more focused on your pleasure at all times. Low-key I think he’ll think about himself as a lost cause and would rather at least one of you finish so that’ll be his main goal. Plus I see him loving the look on your face as he gives you pleasure. Like his heart and his dick will grow seeing you loose yourself in his touch, knowing that he was the one to make you feel this way and that his hands can do so much more than just hurting people.

Kinda playing off that last point I don’t see John as a tits or an ass man he’s a face man! He’ll be watching you intently, his dark eyes would warm and ignite while watching you. He’d almost look feral as those dark pools swallow every small detail on your face, from how your lips slightly curl upwards when he flicks his tongue just right to your fluttering lashes as your eyes close when you tip over into the obis of overstimulation. He devours it all and spurs him on to find every new expression he can pull out of you.

Just some stupid stuff I’ve been thinking about. 100% all my own personal opinion ໒꒰ྀི ๑ ´ ˘ ` ू ꒱ྀིა

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John Wick + “Yeah”.

John Wick (2014) John Wick Chapter 2 (2017) John Wick Chapter 3 Parabellum (2019) John Wick Chapter 4 (2023) - Final Trailer

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GIRL YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL. ACTUALLY STUNNING. ANGEL. GODDESS. HOTTIE

My goodness you are too kind! Im sitting here like a huge dork with a giant grin on my face so thank you very much! I have little self esteem so I really value your compliment Anon! ❤❤❤❤❤

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Color conveys an important role in John Wick (2014), helping distinguish the two major moments in the film: the greenish blue and black tones portraying the melancholy and sadness of John’s loss; and the electric neons that accentuate the anger and pursue of revenge. A way of showing, through aesthetics, the seductive and addictive power of violence.

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the path to paradise begins in hell.

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John Wick: Chapter 3 - Parabellum (2019) dir. Chad Stahelski

Jonathan, do what you do best.

What’s that?

Hunt.

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Can you do a Yandere Jealous John Wick x Reader?

Loyalty

Posted: 05/04/23

Title: Loyalty

Yandere John Wick x GN reader

Summary: When there's no escape from a love sick Baba yaga, why fight him?

Author's note: Mx is a gender neutral term for Mrs/ Mr

John Wick Story list / Master List

Warnings: Yandere, violence, language

🔞18+ page due to dark and adult themes. Minors will be blocked 🔞

John was at his breaking point. He couldn't watch you from the sidelines anymore.

He knew how attached he was getting to you and how the wrong people were bound to start noticing. Not only that, but you were actively seeking a partner. He watched as you go on dates with people from dating apps and go to clubs or wherever else to meet someone.

John has thought about making a dating account to try and match or to "accidentally" bump into you at the club. However, he knew that there were too many variables at this time and didn't want to fuck up his first time introducing himself.

The consequence of this destination was his obsessions, protective, and lovely feelings, for you started to build more rapidly as he waited.

You had only heard about him in stories that were told like myths. A boogeyman, you would never and could never see coming.

However, in some cruel twisted joked, you had seen him, but only because he wanted you to.

His dark eyes stare at you from across the clubs pool room as he shoots the man you had planned on going home with. "AGHHH!" You screamed as John stands to his full size never taking his eyes off of you.

You turned and booked it for the exit with a towel wrapped around your wet skin.

Music blasts in your ears as you enter the actual club room. You shove and push past people on the dance floor, hoping to lose him in the chaos.

'What did I do?' Your thoughts are barely loud enough to be heard over your panicked heartbeat.

As you make it to the other side of the dance floor, you look back over your shoulder and see John shoving his way through the crowd eyes still locked on you.

'I'm going to die!'

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"Fuck!" You shouted as you realized you were lost somewhere within the huge club. You shock as cold air blows against your wet skin.

You turn the corner of a long back hallway to see a door, but upon trying to open it, you find it locked.

"No...no. no. Please..." You heard footsteps stop far behind you.

The breath in your lungs is held hostage as you gulped in fear. Shaking, you turned around to see Baba Yaga blocking your only exit.

Silent tears fall from your eyes as he makes a calm approach. "P-please i-i haven't done anything wrong." He does reply as his eyes hold yours. "Please... don't kill me..." You beg looking away from him. His eyes soften as he stands close to you while you push yourself up against the door.

John's strong hand gently lifts your chin to look at him. You cautiously open your eyes to look at him confused by his gentle action.

His eyes looked human.

"I'm not here to kill you..." You knit your eyebrows. "Then -" He cut you off. "This isn't how I had planned this to go, but... I couldn't just watch anymore." He moves his hand from your chin to your cheek causing you to flinch and him to frown.

John wasn't sure what to say, so he said the truth. "I love you..." You're eyes widen, and before you can reply, he continues. "I saw you with that man tonight, and I couldn't handle it... not anymore. He needed to die." You closed your eyes tightly and shook your head. "No -" "Yes -" "NO HE DIDN'T!" You cried out. John sighed, knowing you wouldn't understand things from his perspective, so he didn't waste his breath arguing.

"Ethier way. I can provide for you much better than him or anyone you've gone out with." His thumb wipes away your tears, then look you over to see you wet and shaking. "You're freezing. You'll warm up in my car." He takes a careful hold of the back of your arm to try and get you to the walk with him. However, you yanked your arm away. "I'm not going anywhere with you. You fucking creep!"

He looks back at you seriously. "It wasn't a question." He then holds up a hand for you. "Now come... I'd hate to have to do this the hard way." You gulped. "I...I don't understand." You whispered to yourself. "You don't need to understand. You just need to comply."

You cried and shook your head. "You're smarter than this, y/n." He warnings.

The silence was tight in the air as you stared at him through tears. He sighs and lowers his hand before turning back to you. "Look... I know this isn't ideal, but I'm done waiting around for us to fall in love or for someone to hurt you." His eyes darken again as his nose almost touches yours. "I want to dedicate the rest of my life to you." John shakes his head, thinking he misspoke. "No... I need to dedicate the rest of my life to you." He gave your pouting lips a peck. "You be safe with me. I promise~" He gives you another sweet peck. "All you have to do is be loyal to me. To be mine~. " He looks into your eyes and watches your fear become calm numbness.

But he also saw your understanding of your inevitable fate.

"Say it~" He whispered in your ear before kissing under it. "Say that you're loyal to me~" You blankly stare into the hallway as he begins to kiss your neck lovingly. "I..." Your throat felt dry. "I'm..." John presses his body against wanting to warm your cold skin. "Good. You can say ~" "I'm loyal." He smirks against your skin. "To whom?" He asked. "To you... I'm loyal to you... j-john wick." He pulls back and kisses your forehead. "Now, say... I'm yours, Mr. Wick~. " You wet your dry mouth and looked up at him to see a possessive hungry love-filled look. "I'm..." You took a deep breath. "I'm yours, Mr Wick."

He smiles at you and kisses you lovingly. You gently kissed back, knowing there was no escape from this man. He pulls back and whispered "And I am loyal to you. You are mine... Mx Wick~" he kisses your forehead and picks you up as he begins to walk. "No one will touch what's mine, ever again~"

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Let’s get this over with

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Keanu Reeves as John Wick John Wick (2014-2023)

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John Wick + brown leather jacket

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this is a series i like to call 'wow that was hot' featuring john wick

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John Wick + slicked back hair

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November 2024 via KeanuWorld

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Can you plz do a long Yandere John wick x Willing Reader where Reader a normal civilian had saved Johns life not knowing the consequences of her actions as she has no idea John wick is a assassin and he ends up watching over her. And basically Readers life is a living hell her family pretend she doesn't exist and she's single and lonely and when john sees all of this watching over her and he's fallen for her deeply at this point he decides to just kidnap her but is thrown off guard when she just accepts it and practically begs him to take her

Safest in Bloody Hands

Posted:08/19/23

Title: Safest in Bloody Hands

Yandere John Wick x F reader

Author's note:

Word Count: 1490

John Wick story list/ Master List/ Requests Here

Warnings: yandere, kidnapping, language, domestic abuse

🔞18+ page due to dark and adult themes. Minors will be blocked 🔞

You expected your freedom from this hell to come in the form of an angel. Pure, innocent, and all holy. However, the freedom that stood staring at you in the dark of your room was a devil more worthy of a peaceful afterlife than most religious figures, even with his hands dripping blood. The name "Baba Yaga" was a name that drove doomed men to a merciful suicide. The cool air blows in from your open window. You hugged your blanket tight, knowing you never open it. Tried wide eyes look at your digital clock resting on the nightstand. 3:03 am. The witching hour. The floor creaked as new suffocating freedom approached. Is this your award for being a hero or another one of life's tests tempting you towards villainy?

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A muffled voice plays in John's ears. He groans, trying to open his eyes. The voice starts to become clear and beautiful. "Hey! Hey, wake up! Are you with me?" Opening his eyes, John is almost blinded by the ceiling lights. However, the light's quickly covered by a woman's head. Her worried eyes stare down at him. "Hey! Are you with me?" The repeated question is finally heard by John. He nods with a cough. You sigh in relief. "I was so worried I lost you." John begins to gain awareness of his environment. He found himself in a small veterinary hospital on a metal table. Looking at you, he found your gloved hands covered in what he presumed to be his blood. His eyes moved to his side, and the once fatal stabbed wound was stitched back together. "Where..." "New York Veterinary Hospital. Near the west edge of the city." He nods and begins to sit up. You were quick to his side to help him. "Slow down. I couldn't give you many drugs due to most of the ones I have access to not being safe your humans." He's able to prop himself on one elbow to start. John's rough, exhausted face was close to your stress, sweating one. Despite the room lingering with the smell of medicine, blood, and animal musk, he could still smell your lovely perfume that was not yet spoiled by your environment. "I haven't had time to call from an ambulance yet, but now that your staple I will -" He cut you off with haste. "No. Don't. I will live... thanks to you." John's gaze falls to where your red-stained gloves softly caressed his brushed, overworked hands. His thumb brushed over your knuckles, enjoying the small comfort your hands gave him. Noticing your dirty hands in his, you quickly pull away. "I'm sorry my hands are filthy. Please let me help you get cleaned up." After John's long fucked up night he was not about to fight you on this and run home. He watches as you dispose of your gloves, wash your hands, and come back with cleaning supplies for your first human patient. "I'll start with your hand Mr..." You trail off, hoping for him to fill in. "John Wick." There was a beat of silence as he watched to see if his name rang any bells. He was pleased to see it didn't. "I'll start with your hands, Mr Wick." His mouth twitches into a smile. "Please call me John, Miss..." He trails off in the same manner as you. "Y/n L/n, but you can just call me y/n."

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Are you surprised that saving someone's life leaves an impact on them? That being nurtured back to health by soft hands after a lifetime of beatings wouldn't mean something? He craved to feel cared about again, and clearly, you craved the same thing. After you saved his life, John found your name constantly playing in your head like white noise. It left an itch to scratch. The first day in tracked you down, he was convinced that he was just checking in, nothing else. However, to John's horror, he found the harmful life you were forced to live.

First, it was the harsh words stabbing at his ears. The way your supposed loved ones spoke to you. "Shut the fuck up already! I don't give a shit!" Your parent yelled, smacking you hard on the back of the head. Teeth bite down on your bottom lip as you tried not to sob out of embarrassment. John's strong fist clinches tightly around the metal subway handle. Your parent scoffs. "Seriously?! You're fucking crying? Cut that shit out before I give you something to fucking cry about!" John subconsciously reaches for his pocket knife but stops. 'Be smart about this.' He reminds himself. It killed John not to do anything, but he knew how this had to play out. The subway came to a stop, and you were dragged put by the arm. "Wait! My book!" You shout when you dropped it. "LEAVE IT!" John grabs your book and follows behind the both of you as he did most days.

Then the forced tasks are thrust onto you like you're a hopeless maid with no job. They gave you no time to rest. "I thought I told you to clean the kitchen!" A family member shouted, yanking you off the couch. "I was going to. I just needed a minute to recover from my long shift -" Your reason was cut off. "Yeah because it's so fucking hard to feed a damn dog or two." They belittle you before shoving you into the kitchen. "Hurry the hell up and clean. You've got to get started on dinner. I'm fucking hungry." John gasped to himself when he notices his frustrated tears fall on the table screen. The sharp glow of the security footage catches on the soul hiding in his dark eyes.

Oh, and worst of all... the beatings... or beating. Sure, John has been forced to watch you be hit or hurt in some way, but it took one beating for him to lose it. Up till that point, John convinced himself that you were a capable woman and didn't need him playing hero. However, John wouldn't stand for this any longer. You deserve to be held in loving hands. It was that night, he had come for you.

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You squeeze your eyes shut, pretending to be in a far-off land. The bed dips as he sits next to you. "I know you're awake~" Recollection of the soft whispering voice plays he your head. 'It's John...' Your memory conforms. "You don't have to open your eyes..." His damp fingers tuck your hair behind your ear before stroking your cheek. The cold residue of blood smears across your skin. In your field, you didn't have to look at the menacing liquid to recognize it. The stench was enough. "I owe you my life..." John spoke one sentence at a talk. "I wish to repay you..." He watches through the dark as you gulped nervously, eyes still closed. "This is no place for you... I'm sure you know that much... I've come to bring you home with me..." Your eyes fluttered open. You look to him. "Good evening, dear ~" He smiles friendly at you. You unintentionally ignore his greeting. "What do you mean, bring me home?" His hand falls from your face to your arm to rest it there. "It may sound unreasonable, but I'm going to make you live with me... so no one will ever hurt you again.." John jumps slightly when you bolt upright. "You'll free me from this place?" John sees the desperation in your eyes and feels like he may be taking advantage of you. "Yes." His simple answer causes you to lunge forward to hug him. "Yes, please! Please take me away from this place." His large arms wrap around you as you sob into his shoulder. "Sshhhh. It's alright. I've got you." His hand holds the back of your head, letting you cry. "Once we're home, no one will ever be able to get close enough to hurt you." He kisses the top of your head before gently pulling you away. John wipes away your tears with his thumb. "I'm here now." You're too relieved with the thought of never seeing your family again to question why his hands were covering you in blood. Your next move even surprised you. Grabbing John's face, you pull him in for a kiss. At first, his eyes widen, then close as he melts into you. An overwhelming amount of emotions radiated off of you, making the kiss passionate. The little light inside you desperately tries to clingy to John like a starved parasite. John also becomes overwhelmed with emotions. His hot tongue tangos with yours. Warms tears fall from his eyes. You pull back, out of breath, resting your forehead on his. "I'm... I'm sorry. I don't know -" His sweet chuckles, stop you from finishing. "That's quite alright." Pulling away fully his eye sparkle. "Let's go home ~"