#johnny x v

[8-rae-rae-8]

"rae it's 5am why are you awake" SilverV... SiiiilverV.....

[silverwaifu]

true

[bloodydragam]

Johnny, you what????

[awhalesrider]

cat family＝😽+😺+😾

[trinityispunk]

ma’am please that’s my emotional support brainworm

[tobinka]

how to smoke a cig with your engram: a proper way

beautiful V belongs to @malevolentweed

[miasmat]

smoochies

[zevrra]

—cyberpunk 2077

synopsis: just some random headcanons i have for the cyberpunk men! :3

tags: 18(+) only, suggestive content, mention of explicit content, cyberpunk 2077, the reader is ‘v’, includes hc’s for vik, river, goro, & johnny.

viktor vektor—

a man who loves with his entire heart

he gets soooo excited when he talks about boxing

def accidentally falls asleep during movies

cares more about you than he does himself

is so so obedient

the second you ask for something he immediately says yes ma’am/sir

is 100% a fan of cute nicknames

the type to question why you would ever like an old man like him, especially when the two of you are intimate

is far stronger than you would’ve expected from an “old man”

noisy asf when it comes down to it

could care less about his own pleasure, he focuses everything on making you feel good

would let you ride his face for hours

switches between being a service top to a power bottom depending on the day

river ward—

leaves you a sweet/heartfelt message every morning for you to wake up too

his love language is soooo physical touch

but also buys you flowers every few weeks to replace the old ones

would hug/cuddle with you 24/7 if he could

you fell first, he fell harder

wants to have a giant family one day

loves cooking for you

is stressed constantly from work but the moment he’s with you it all melts away

100% has a breeding kink

constantly praises you for taking him so well

also a very, very talkative man

he talks you through every second of it

a soft dom

goro takemura—

hopeless romantic

wants to live a life of freedom but knows he will always be chained to his corpo master

doesn’t stop him from trying to live his life to the fullest and it’s all because of you

will never admit it but he loves getting gifts from you

keeps every gift you’ve ever given him

dislikes PDA as he has a very traditional outlook on life

would 100% save himself for marriage

is vanilla as vanilla can get

wouldn’t say no to trying new things inside of the bedroom, as long as they’re not too extreme, but almost always defaults right back to mr. vanilla

“i read a book on it once”

johnny silverhand—

quality time is his love language

wants to teach you how to play guitar but explains the cords like “so you do this with this finger and flip it over here and yeah for this you do that”

finally has you in his grasp and he’s never letting go

loves teasing you every chance he gets

would never say it out loud but you are his soulmate

gets a matching “johnny x v” tattoo

knows kerry is the better songwriter between the two of them so he asked him once to write some lyrics for a song for you

def sang it to you on your bday or anniversary

oh he so wanted to fuck you the second he returned to his body

a top without a doubt

loves watching you ride his thigh when you’re really needy

shotguns smoke into your mouth when you make out

[gemoglobinchik]

Art trade for @nopenorel

[valeriesilverhand]

4 years ago, the credits rolled on Cyberpunk 2077... but Night City has one more story to tell.

BLACK DOG premieres 01.09.2025.

See you in 2078, Choom. 

[winniethewife]

Being with you, makes the flame burn good.

(Johnny Silverhand x Fem!V!reader)

Prompt: Smoking Kink

Warnings: What do you even call this? Mutual Masturbation? Self-voyeurism? Dildo use for sure, dirty talk, Johnny Silverhand Should be a warning in himself, a real time JOI audio but with the guy in your head,

A/n: This is like, a reader insert but not? V is reader, but V is also V. Interpret it as you wish. For my Event Nine weeks in hell, and Kinktober

Words: 1368

V Didn’t smoke, she didn’t see the appeal. At first she resented Johnny for getting her into the habit, his need for nicotine was annoying. He was annoying. But as time passes, she got less pissed every time that she lit up, just like she had noticed her life and his blurring together, these bad habits started to feel less like something imposed on her and more like something she had always done. What she didn’t notice was how Johnny looked at her when she did this, how he gazes at her in that way.

Like he was right now. Johnny was perched on the couch watching as she sat only wearing a tank top and her underwear, cigarette dangling from her lips, her eyes gazing out on the sky line of the city. He couldn’t tear his eyes from her. In his own life time he thought if he saw her in the crowd of one of his concerts he probably would have made an attempt to sleep with her, knowing V she would have probably rejected him, knowing himself he would’ve brushed it off and moved on to some groupie. But this wasn’t his life, this was hers. Sometimes it pissed him off, other times it was just painful.

“What are you looking at Johnny?” She asked as she exhaled a plume of smoke, she didn’t even look over at him, but she could feel his eyes on her, it was odd to feel watched from inside your own mind. Johnny shrugs.

“You, I guess.” He answers, pulling himself up to walk over to her side, not that it fully worked like that, he was already by her side by the time he had taken a step, leaning on the wall next to her bed. Watching as she takes another drag off the cigarette, feeling the nicotine rushing thorough him a moment later then it should, but he was used to that now.

“Figured you’d get sick of that by now.” She chuckled, tapping out the ash into the “I <3 NC” mug she had started using as an ashtray. “I look the same as the day you got injected into my head.” She said off handedly, but she was wrong, in so many ways she had changed, physically the jobs she had been taking, and the ticking clock of her life span had given her reason to upgrade her chrome more quickly, which no matter how good Vik was meant that her appearance was some what altered. However that wasn’t really what Johnny was thinking of when he thought of how she had changed. V was the first person in his life (or death), that he had ever let in, not by choice, but it still changed how he saw her, this was a woman who actually knew him, and he actually knew her. He felt the urge to touch her, itching in his fingertips. She looked at him, her eyes gently glow in the low light, a typical sight in this world, but it was enchanting none the less.

“Do you know how hard it is to not be able to touch you right now? Like actually touch you. For fucks sake V, I’m in your head can’t you feel how bad I need you, the way you look right now…Fucking hell.” Johnny’s voice getting more and more agitated as he spoke, V looked at him, looking like he was about to blow a fuse. Sure she had seen him mad, she had seen him go on and on about the state of the world and all that jazz, but this was different.

“I donno, I figured it was…something else, It’s hard to tell the difference between our thoughts these days.” She lays back on the bed sighing deeply. It wasn’t that she didn’t feel the same, it was just that it felt pointless. Johnny positioned himself above her and looked down at her, splayed beneath him, his eyes filled with hunger. She looked back at him and felt a twitch in her lower abdomen and the feeling of slick building up in between her thighs. Johnny feels it too, his eyes light up and with his typical smirk on his face he settles next to her, his fingers ghosting over her arm, no sensation comes but the intention is clear. V rolls over onto her side putting out her cigarette. “What do you want Johnny?”

“I want you, I want to fill you, feel you, I want to hold you on top of me while you flick ash off that cancer stick and ride my cock like it’s your god damn job. I want you V, As dumb as it sounds.” His voice getting huskier as he spoke, his phantom touch lingering on her skin. V reaches to touch his face, and despite there being no sensation at all, it brought her comfort to see his smile widen when she does so.

“You’ve said a lot of dumb shit, this isn’t dumb.” She replied. That’s when she got an idea. She reaches over to the shelf above her bed and grabbed the dildo that she had up there and she raised an eyebrow at him as she held it in her hand. Johnny grinned and propped himself up on his elbow as he pointed at the toy.

"That plastic thing is nowhere near as impressive as my cock, but it’ll do.” He said, despite the sweet moment before he was still a self-serving asshole most of the time. V rolled her eyes at his comment.

“Of course, no plastic dick could ever compare to your magnificent cock I’m sure.” She teased. Johnny huffed playfully, watching with a greedy gaze as she takes off her underwear, running her hand down her body, her other hand lining up the dildo with her aching cunt, sliding the tip of it along her folds, her legs spread wide, Johnny watching eagerly as she slides the dildo into herself, leaning her head back with a moan. Johnny felt a similar pleasure through himself, the urge to pull out his cock and fuck her senseless right there was maddening but this form rendered him almost useless in this regard. So instead he positions himself closer to her and gets to work on the one thing he can do, talking.

“Just imagine that’s my cock inside you that I’m the one making you feel like that. You fuck me how you want. Look at how well you take me…” He groans softly in her ear as he feels her reaction to his words, the way her cunt tightens at his words and the slow rhythm of her hand pushing the dildo in and out of her.

“Fuck Johnny…You feel so good, sound so good, fucking hell.” She moans, her head thrown back against the pillow as she works herself up, imagining that is was Johnny over her, thrusting deep inside her, her breath coming out in pants, lifting her hips ever so slightly grinding on air.  

“Use that cock, use my cock, fuck. God damn, V, make that pussy feel good on my cock.” Johnny continued to babble as he watched her fuck herself, he had managed to convince some part of him that he was the one fucking her, that she was grinding up on him, he could feel her around him, as her rhythmic movements start to go off tempo, as she…as He brings her to the edge. He hovers over her as her eyes open again, seeing his dark eyes looking down at her as she felt pleasure pooling in her stomach. “I wanna feel you cum on my cock. I wanna touch you, fuck this, engram bullshit, I need to feel you.” He growls. As her eyes met his and saw the desire glowing in his eyes her body reacted, her climax crashing over her body like an attack on her senses, her mind rebooting as she felt herself come undone.

“Fuckin…hell.” She groans, basking in the afterglow. She reaches for her cigarettes, she places one between her lips, lights it and inhales deeply.

“You look good when you smoke...thats what I was tryin to say"

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[8-rae-rae-8]

"you wouldn't wanna date Silverhand because he's toxic/evil/bad"

Have you considered that V isn't a good person either ‼️ That's exactly why I want them together okay. They will make each other worse

[silverwaifu]

[whereisjohnnyy]

Sorry i needed to draw this stupid idea.

[awhalesrider]

Just love the vibe sooo much <3

[tommieglenn]

Johnny and V for @bloodydragam

<3

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