#the devil's advocate

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KEANU REEVES as Kevin Lomax in THE DEVIL'S ADVOCATE 1997

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Charlize Theron & Keanu Reeves — The Devil's Advocate, 1997

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THE DEVIL'S ADVOCATE 1997 | dir. Taylor Hackford Adapted from the novel of the same name by Andrew Neiderman

[melis-writes]

THE DEVIL'S ADVOCATE (1997) dir. Taylor Hackford.

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Keanu Reeves as Kevin Lomax THE DEVIL'S ADVOCATE (1997)

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That's why we're all working so hard. KEANU REEVES as KEVIN LOMAX (1997).

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The Devil's Advocate (1997) dir. Taylor Hackford

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⸸ HALLOWEEN SPECIAL ⸸ ᐅ The Devil's Advocate (1997) dir. Taylor Hackford

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⋆♱✮♱⋆ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ⋆♱✮♱

𝒌𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒔' 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔:

johnny utah, neo, jack traven & john wick: 'tragic hero' lovers - they would fight for your love undoubtedly, "sacrificing" themselves for the sake of the relationship

david allen griffin: 'yandere' lover - beguiling, male siren; psychotically obsessed, will literally kill anyone who gets in their way in favour of your love. probably stalk or kidnap you if he had to. he doesn't take no for an answer, he WILL get you and you WILL comply to him and his warped fantasies

ted logan: 'high school sweetheart' lover - innocent, goofy, dorky, neurodivergent boyfriend that cherishes you cutely as the "bodacious babe" you are, gradually growing up with you and marrying later on, solidifying the 'excellence'. childhood sweethearts....

you'll also have a daughter called Billie (i know, just don't ask.)

kevin lomax, donnie barksdale & johnny silverhand: 'toxic' lovers - first two are both dangerous men who will jeopardise the relationship selfishly for themselves. one is a greedy lawyer who sold his soul and one is a hillbilly redneck who's a serial wife-beater & racist. one, however, is just a sleazy foul-mouthed terrorist who holds strong radical, anti-mainstream beliefs. he's not dangerous like the other two but he is not a nice guy

julian mercer: 'the ideal type' lover - this guy is an all-in-one, a dream come true, sent from heaven, everything you'd wish in a man is him. he is perfect. husband material core, the dream man ™

alex wyler: 'soulmate' lover - predestined love wandering aimlessly in an alternate world. your souls are meant for each other but you just don't know yet or you don't exist in the same timeline

john constantine: 'secret' lover - he has a deep crush on you but doesn't tell you, for some reason. probably because of his ego to just maintain that cool guy aura, or he's just a shy guy

scott favour: 'friends with benefits/affair' lover - a short bittersweet romance that was full of deep sensuality & soulful friendship but he'd eventually break it off to go back to his wealthy life. don't be too disheartened, he still misses you

matt & rupert marshetta: 'typical teenage' lover - you guys were best friends but decided to turn that spark into romance. you're both teenagers and most likely aware of the notoriously short expiry dates of young adolescent love but it's nice to live in the moment

[alexcabotgf]

THE DEVIL'S ADVOCATE 1997 - dir. Taylor Hackford

[yeonjune]

tyunning starting rumours (transl.)

[lilithlinen]

Pregnancy Cravings - KEVIN LOMAX x YOU

Plot: You're 2 months pregnant and it's been a while since you saw your beloved husband, Kevin Lomax.

It's been so long since you saw your husband, because each one of you was busy on your respective business trips. And finally, you met at your penthouse, as soon as you saw him inside you dropped your luggage and you jumped into his arms holding onto him tightly. 

Kevin caught you effortlessly, his arms wrapping around you in a fierce embrace. He could feel your exhaustion radiating off your body, but despite that, you smelled just as wonderful as he remembered. 

"Welcome home," he whispered, nuzzling your neck. "How was your trip?" He asked before capturing your lips. 

Your passionate kiss lasted for minutes, tongues entwining as you savored every part of each other's presence. Eventually, you separated, your breath ragged and panting. 

You gazed into his eyes and caressed his cheek. "It was alright, the worst thing about it is that you weren't with me." 

Kevin's heart was squeezed at your words, guilty for leaving you alone for so long. He cupped your face, thumb stroking the tear that escaped from your eye. 

"Shhh," he whispered, wiping away your tears. "From now on, I promise to be there for you whenever you need me. Next time, you won't have to go without me" 

His mouth crashed down on yours again, his tongue exploring your mouth fiercely, trying to convey his remorse and love in one single kiss. When you broke apart, he whispered fervently: 

"Never doubt how much I need you by my side." 

You murmured against his lips. "I missed you so much, Kevin." You onto him lovingly. 

Kevin swallowed hard, his emotions threatening to overwhelm him at the sheer intensity of your reunion. Your separation had shown him just how much he relied on your presence in his life. 

"So did I," he admitted, burying his face in your neck. "But it's over now. We'll never lose each other again." 

He pressed a series of soft kisses along your jawline, then raised your hand to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on your wedding ring. "Home at last," he murmured, a sigh of relief escaping him. 

You smiled at him deeply in love and squeezed his hand gently. "Tell me how have you been, my love?" 

Kevin looked at you with a tender smile, his heart swelling with love for you. Despite everything you've been through, you still found your way back to each other. 

"Busy," he admitted, shrugging. "Work has been demanding, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Every night I dreamt of coming home to you." 

He took you to the couch and sat down with you. He pulled you closer, his eyes never leaving yours.  

You smiled and snuggled up against him, sighing softly. "This is gold." 

Kevin wrapped his arms around you tighter, feeling a sense of security washing over him. You were safe and secure in his arms, where you belonged. 

"Gold," he agreed, smiling down at you. "You're my most precious treasure." 

He kissed you lightly on the forehead, contentment settling over him. 

You nuzzled your face into his neck. "Mmm...I'm feeling clingy right now..." You chuckled sheepishly. "Plus, your scent comforts me." 

Kevin laughed softly, his hand sliding down your back to rest on your hip. He welcomed your clinginess, cherishing these moments of closeness after your recent separation. 

"My scent?" He pondered for a moment, chuckling quietly. "That reminds me... have you smelled the new cologne I bought?" 

He reached over to grab the bottle from his luggage, applying a generous amount before offering it to you for approval. "Does it suit me?" 

You closed your eyes and inhaled the new scent on him. "My goodness..." You murmured underneath your breath. "What is it about you? Everything smells so damn good on you." You buried your face deeper into his neck and placed soft kisses across it. "You're torturing your pregnant wife." You said playfully. 

Kevin chuckled, feeling his cock twitch at the mention of your pregnancy, carrying his own child.  

"Just another reason why you should keep me close," he countered playfully, grabbing the bottle and spraying some on you. "Remind yourself of me while I'm gone." 

Your laughter echoed throughout your home, after weeks of separation and pain. Kevin rubbed your back lovingly. 

"Let's get dinner ready. We have much to catch up on." 

You giggled and planted a soft kiss against his lips. "Alright, 'sir'. Lead the way." 

Kevin grinned, leading you towards the kitchen. The sparkle in your eyes was enough to fuel him for days of grueling work. 

"As you wish," he joked, opening up the fridge to check for supplies. "Pregnancy cravings? Perhaps sushi tonight?" He winked at you suggestively. 

You giggled and bit your bottom lip softly. "Well, if you're asking about my pregnancy cravings....it doesn't include food." 

Kevin froze midway in pulling out ingredients, his head snapping up to look at you. A mischievous grin spread across his face. 

"Oh really?" He raised an eyebrow, setting down the items and walking back towards you. "What do you desire then?" His hands trailed up your sides. 

You felt a shiver running down your spine as his hands trailed up your sides, you leaned forward and whispered in his ear. " I crave my handsome husband, the most successful advocate in Manhattan. Have you seen him lately?" You asked with a playful tone. 

Kevin chuckled, his fingers stopping at your waistband. He leaned in closer to whisper back: 

"Not recently," he purred. His eyes gleamed dangerously as he continued, "But perhaps later...we can both see him together" 

You sighed lightly, arching into him. Your banter had taken an erotic turn, and he knew exactly how to push your buttons. But there was only one question left: 

"Will it satisfy your craving?" 

You gazed into his eyes; your chest is heaving with desire. "Yes, only you can satisfy my craving, Kevin." 

Kevin's heart raced at your confession, his erection straining against his pants. He knew better than anyone else that you needed more than just words or promises. 

With a deft movement, he lifted you onto the kitchen counter, spreading your legs wide so that you sat on its edge securely. He stepped between your legs, his hard length pressing firmly against your core. "Is this what you wanted?" he breathed out hoarsely. 

You gasped and nodded your head, pulling him even closer to you, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Fuck yes..." You breathed out as you crashed your lips on his. 

Kevin groaned into the kiss, his hips grinding involuntarily against your pussy. The ache inside him matched yours; both needed release after so many weeks apart. With steady hands, he undid your blouse slowly - each snap released another level of passion within you and him. 

You moaned against his lips, your hands reaching down to unbuckle his pants. "Kevin, I can't wait any longer." your eyes pleaded with him. 

Kevin hesitated for a moment, wanting to draw out this foreplay as long as possible. But your gaze told him differently. 

"For you..." he growled lowly, stepping back to finish undressing himself and you. Once naked, he pushed your legs further apart and positioned himself above you, poised right at the entrance of your swollen heat. "On three?" 

He didn't wait for an answer; on two he thrust deep inside your waiting pussy in one swift motion. 

Your walls gripped him tightly - it had been too long, far too long since you last made love. Kevin's eyes rolled back into his head as he pounded into you relentlessly. Each stroke brought you both closer to ecstasy until finally... 

Orgasm hit you both like lightning - your screams echoed off the walls while Kevin pounded harder into your quivering body. You climaxed together violently on your kitchen counter. 

Panting heavily, he pulled out and said between heavy breaths. "It's time to eat." Kevin grinned mischievously, leaning in to bite gently at the base of your neck. His gaze darted from your eyes down to your dripping quivering pussy. 

With a crazed hunger, he dove down licking along your stomach before diving straight for your sacred spot -his favorite toy. 

[melis-writes]

KEANU REEVES as KEVIN LOMAX in THE DEVIL'S ADVOCATE (1997) | dir. Taylor Hackford.

[cacti-are-like-flamingos]

The Devil's Advocate

One Piece Imagine

- A Silent Observer -

...

"Wait...you live forever?!" The little Monkey D. exclaimed in shock. Eyes wider than the very plates before him, as they peered up to the tall woman standing just a few feet ahead of him.

Snorting softly at the boy's loud reaction, you rolled your eyes, "Yes and no --- I can live for as long as I please as long as I never receive a fatal injury. Like a terminal illness, or a stab to the heart. Do you understand, little one?"

The young boy quickly nodded, for a moment you thought his head would pop off from how quickly he was moving it. "How is that possible?! Are you a--a vampire?" You couldn't stop the grin that split across your face, he sure was entertaining.

"No, not a vampire. If I was, I'd be a pile of ash considering the sun is their enemy." Snatching a small piece of meat off his plate, much to his loud protest, you savored the taste as the flavors overwhelmed your taste buds.

You sighed, "Many many years ago, I had this...friend. she managed to get her hands on this very peculiar fruit, one that granted you powers if you ate it."

He practically jumped out of his seat, "Oh! I know, a Devil Fruit!"

You laughed, nodding your head, "Yes, a Devil Fruit. I'm surprised you even know that."

"Shanks told me! Hehe, he yelled at me for eating one."

The woman paused at his words, "You...ate a Devil Fruit, Luffy? Already?"

"Yep! It tasted like vomit, bleh!"

It was only then, that you noticed the strawhat sitting by his lap.

Leaning back into the chair, you huffed, "Wow, I really need to keep track of time. I mean damn, he even gave you his hat! I thought I still had a good two years left or something."

"Oi! Finish your story!" He took another chunk out of his drumstick.

Clicking your tongue in slight annoyance, you continued, "She never really used it--- don't know why really, she was just... like that, I guess. Regardless, one day, after a great battle, she was hurt, badly. And so was I. Rather than...saving herself, like she should've, she used her power to grant me immortality. She gave up her own life so that I could live."

"Why the hell would she do that for?" You smacked the back of his head.

"Because that's what best friends do for one another...even if the other doesn't like it "

Glancing to your left, you eyed the young boy you had met long ago, when he was just a stupid child running around screaming for a fight. A smile greeting the skies as more memories came to the very forefront of your mind. It's been a while since you've enjoyed such simplicities.

"When I grow up, I'm going to be a pirate and you're gonna be right there next to me!"

Closing your eyes to take a short moment of rest, you relaxed yourself.

"Me? Wanting me in your crew is one thing, impressing me enough for me to consider joining is a whole other thing, little Luffy." You teased, a loose smirk hanging low on your lips as the boy pouted.

"Then I'll just have to impress you!" "And, how will you do that exactly?"

Silence, which is impossible since Luffy is never silent. Snapping an eye open, the Devil Fruit user watched the pondering boy in light awe. For once, it looked like the braincells in his mind had finally connected.

"Then...I'll be like that guy!"

You narrowed your eyes in confusion, "What guy?"

"The guy in your stories! The one who always smiles!"

Oh.

Oh, how he reminded her of him.

You hummed, "It's tough business being the Pirate King. Are you sure you're up for it?"

He looked at you in curiosity, "Pirate....King?"

You nodded, "Yeah. King of all Pirates. You can only become that after finding the legendary One Piece, a treasure no one but one crew has seen before. His crew."

Luffy then grinned, "Then I'll find the One Piece and I'll become the Pirate King! You'll have no choice but to join my crew!"

Ever since that day, you've been around. Wordlessly observing Luffy and his little family of strays and bandits. Sometimes, you'd approach them, but only when their minds were elsewhere --- it was for the best. Although that didn't mean the youngest had any less luck in finding you. Luffy always knew you were there, perhaps not all the time, but enough times that he could tell the difference.

He'd talk about you to his brothers, in fact, he'd rarely ever kept his mouth shut about you. To be honest, the other boys had figured Luffy mad --- not at all believing him and his tale about the woman in the woods. Ugh, that sounded creepy.

But, at the same time, none of them could deny the moments where someone had come to their rescue at the very last second when their adventures went awry.

Ace and Sabo, on numerous occasions, had tried to find the mysterious woman, but to no avail. She must either be a ninja or a ghost, they figured despite Luffy's insistence on her existence.

And, every time, he would come crying to you. Yelling at you for making his brothers think he was crazy, a pain that would be easily soothed by the sight of food. (You did eventually reveal yourself, I believe)

You adored memories like these. They were few and far between within the length of your life.

Soon enough, you'd have to leave him. You already knew what his future held, in truth, you couldn't wait for him to discover his path to independence.

"Luffy, I'm going to be leaving today."

The boy froze mid-bite, "W-What? What do you mean you're leaving?!"

You frowned lightly, "Don't worry. I'll come back, one day. I have some business to attend to, business I've neglected for quite some time."

"Business?! But can't we do that together?!" You chuckled under your breath.

"Perhaps, when you're all grown up. But for now, no."

Standing up, the utensils on the table eagles at your abrupt action --- Luffy lunged for the fabric of your long violet coat, tears swelling up in his eyes as he tugged on it. Trying to pull you back down with his child strength. For a moment, you thought to entertain him, yet you knew you needed to go.

It was time.

"No! You can't leave now! You, uh --- I, uh---I don't want you to go!"

"Please, don't do this! Save yourself, not me. I don't deserve-"

You took a moment to breathe.

Coming over to his side of the table, you crouched down to his height. A small sympathetic smile on your face as you wipe away the tears from the apples of his cheeks, your thumb running over his stitched scar.

"Find me when you have a crew, Luffy. I won't join you. Though that doesn't mean I won't stay a while."

And with that said, you left.

Years would come to pass, many days became monotone while others became highlights. Such as today, when one of Morgan's birds came flying down to you with a rolled up scroll in its mouth.

Pride swelled in your chest as you looked at the contents of the paper.

Luffy's wanted poster.

Not a bad starting number, you smirked

You laughed.

"You're almost there, Luffy. Just a little bit more, and I'll be back before you know it."

...

(A/N): Originally speaking, the entire DA series was just like random headcanons of my OC in OP. But like, on a whim, I decided to publish it. And, well, you guys just ate it up so I continued. To be honest, there's not much cohesiveness but there is a shit ton of indulgences, so there's that.

This is actually the fanfic that pre-dates all the DA --- although, this is a completely altered version of the original. I think all of my DA works are from 2019 but this fic was made in 2018. It's a miracle it was still in my drafts.

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Anyways

Hope you enjoyed!

[alpacinocharactertournament]

SUDDEN DEATH

EIGHT of them will make it while ONE of them will not

in an ironic turn of events, you will be voting for your last choice--whoever you dont care as much about as the others, or who you hate & want to see lose

whoever wins this poll will be DROPPED from the next round

[a-boca-do-inferno]

i decide what’s appropriate (john milton x reader) [request]

summary: (y/n) is growing tired of her boss' advances.

warnings: light angst, light fluff, a little stalking

words: 0.8k

notes: just another day of wanting to fuck that old man. enjoy <3

“Giddy up, we’re going for a ride”, his voice sounds somewhat demanding, the look on his face making the girl shiver from head to toe. 

(y/n) lets out a heavy sigh as John takes her out of her thoughts. She turns to see him standing in the doorway with a wide smile. Repetitive. Things were starting to get repetitive and (y/n) didn’t have the stomach for it anymore. Could she perhaps quit the job and move out of town? Who was she kidding, in what world would John let her do such a thing? He had connections and money, she surely wasn’t getting away that easily. She couldn’t even sue the guy for his uncomfortable comments, as he was the hottest lawyer in town. Hell, John would make her pay him money for suing in the first place. That was the type of power he held. With another defeated sigh, she only complied in silence. Nothing she ever said made a difference, anyway. 

John walks with her towards his car, which probably costs more money than (y/n) will ever make in her lifetime as a secretary, and swiftly opens the door for her. “After you, sweetheart.”

(y/n) hesitates. He’s been stalking her in the office for a month now, but getting into this man’s car just seems too much. She should probably run and never look back, but her feet don’t share the same opinion as they make their way into the vehicle gracefully. The girl doesn’t even have to look at John's face to know he’s got a smug smile painting his lips while he sits beside her and turns on the engine. They drive to seemingly nowhere in particular, and his conversible causes her hair to blow with the wind as he steps into the pedal without ceremony. The breeze hitting her face is nice, and for a moment she forgets her annoyance at her boss these past few weeks.

John doesn’t say a thing for quite some time, but he keeps an eye on her every now and then. He doesn’t stop at red lights and she feels slightly anxious, however, his relaxed demeanor ends up affecting her in a good way. His confidence that they could never crash somehow soothes (y/n) and the only thing in her mind now is the sound of the roaring wind in her ears. Her hair is a mess, but she doesn’t care. For a split second, she doesn’t care about anything. Her lips curve upwards at the thought. 

John takes note of it and raises his brow. “Someone’s loosening up, I see.”

She only hums in response, closing her eyes and resting her head against the seat. “Yeah.”

“Your brother said you wanted to quit”, he says casually, but it’s clear he’s not pleased with the information. (y/n) thinks about punching Kevin in the face as John adds with a snort, “why didn’t you tell me?”

“You don’t exactly talk about quitting your job to your boss, Mr. Milton”, she laughs it off awkwardly, avoiding his piercing gaze. 

He finds the comment funny, as he chuckles along and nods. “Call me John.”

“That’s not appropriate”, (y/n) looks down at her lap, her voice sounding more submissive than she initially intended. There’s just something about this guy.

He clicks his tongue, shaking his head slowly. “I decide what’s appropriate at my firm. Don’t you worry about that, sweetheart.”

“What else did Kevin tell you?”, she gives him a questioning look. She figured they spoke of her on occasion, as it was inevitable. Kevin had been the one to recommend her to John when she moved to New York. Everything she did would weigh on him too. 

“Nothing much, really. We talk mostly about work. We’re professionals, you know?”, he grins at her knowingly, as if he had just read her mind. 

(y/n) feels a shiver up her spine, but smiles shyly. “Good.”

“I told him I wanna figure you out”, he continues, parking the car in front of a fancy restaurant. Even the doors look expensive. (y/n) stares back at him with a slight frown, trying to understand what he means by that. John gets out of the car and opens her door, offering his hand. She blushes a little and accepts his help. Her knees feel weak with his proximity, his rough palm still holding hers firmly. Their faces are close when he mumbles, his hot breath hitting her mouth, “can I?”

(y/n) reckons this is the only time her words might make a difference, after all. Yet, with his dark eyes watching her every movement like a hawk, her mind goes completely blank. She feels enchanted, under a spell. Her voice comes in a pathetic whisper, “yes.”

John smirks.