#johnny utah fluff

[paracosmenthusiast]

Sundays

Just a quick Keanu x Reader fluff <3

WC: 700

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The smell of earth after rain.

You were strolling across the tennis court, shoes wet from running across the wet grass in the dark. The face of your watch reflected the time—a quarter past midnight—as you passed by one of the brilliant overhead lights.

It was well-lit, like any place on a college campus should be. But somehow you still felt encapsulated by darkness, a sheath of night slipping over your shoulders and down your spine all the way to your toes.

Arriving at your destination, you shrugged your bag to the ground and unzipped your racket. Ordinarily you wouldn’t be out here by yourself. You would be accompanied by at least three or four of your friends, bored after dark in Columbus, Ohio, with absolutely nothing better to do on a Friday night than hit the asphalt and kill some time.

Yet, here you were.

Thwack.

A bright green ball shot off into the darkness, turning oblong for a moment when it rebounded.

You adjusted your wrist, sent another one off. Watching the motion of your feet more than the motion of your racket was screwing with your grip, but you were more concerned by your still-healing knee.

“Hey.”

You whirled around, heart beat on the high line, the sudden motion straining your knee and nearly bringing you down.

“Oh—I’m sorry!” The newcomer rushed to help you, resulting in you awkwardly clasping his forearm but successfully avoiding eating asphalt. “I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to startle you.”

Trying to restore your heart to something below cardiac arrest, you looked up at the stranger. He was tall, lean but not skinny, with the most magical brown eyes you’d ever met and thick, dark hair falling into his eyes. Already flashing his teeth in a wide smile, half-sheepish.

“You’re fine,” you said, waving him off, righting yourself and smoothing a hand down your leg until it met your weak knee. Squinting up at him in the bright lights of the tennis court. “You’re so fine! I’m just—thank you. I have a bad knee, that’s all, so when I turned, I must’ve put too much weight on it...”

You were still distractedly pressing down on your knee, even though it didn’t particularly hurt. Trying to find somewhere, anywhere, to look. Because you were feeling a heat in your cheeks that wasn’t from your solo tennis session.

“Hope I’m not interrupting. Nobody’s usually out here this late, it gets lonely. I was on a walk when I saw you over here.” He was grinning again. You heard it in his voice, deep, husky, but still quiet. Your eyes made contact with his shoes—he was wearing black motorcycle boots, laces lazily knotted, a vivid green stem caught and snarled in the mess.

Now you were smiling, staring at a brightly colored flower stuck in his shoe, and then you were staring at his well-fitting pants, and then you were taking in how his black t-shirt hung off his very nice shoulders...

Oops. You redirected your gaze at once, meeting his eyes.

“Wanted to say hi,” he said, not that he needed to explain anything. “Uh—my name’s Johnny.”

“Johnny,” you said, unable to stop the smile spreading on your face. Rocking back and forth on your heels, smiling at him smiling at you, squashing down some odd, warm feeling in your chest.

He cleared his throat and looked around the court. “D’you come here a lot?”

You nodded, folding your racket under your arm so you could cross your arms, warming your chilly fingers. “Yeah, sure do. Normally some friends and I—I mean, we just play doubles. No real score. Just for fun.”

“Just for fun,” he repeated. “Maybe I haven’t been coming around often enough.”

“Yeah,” you nodded enthusiastically, “you sure haven’t.”

Grinning. Wow, you loved that grin. You might do anything to see that grin again. You swallowed, mouth almost uncomfortably dry, and gestured with your head back at your bag. “Wanna play?”

Surprise flit over his face. Then he was smiling, and nodding, tilting his head back so you could see the column of his throat as he laughed. “Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that.”

[gravestrain]

walked in and dream came trued it for ya (nh13)

happy summer fic exchange @nol-pat! I hope you love this, my goal was to write a fun, lighthearted, Euro summer fic and I hope that translates into my writing. thank you as always, Demi for hosting this event for our community. @wyattjohnston. title from espresso by Sabrina carpenter :)

This is 1.8k words of pure fluff, strangers to lovers, I tried my best to make this a gender neutral reader so that it's safe for all to read.

You weren't sure that you ever imagined a trip like this.

One of your best friends was getting married to the love of her life, and when she asked you to be one of her bridesmaids, of course, you said yes. When you met Lucy in middle school, you couldn't say you thought that the two of you would be in each other's weddings. The "friendship" started off rocky, with Lucy holding hands with your boyfriend during science lab right in front of you. Lucy however, had no idea he was your boyfriend, and when she found out, she pushed him over and immediately coined you two as best friends. You were apprehensive at first of her outward nature, but soon found out the two of you made a perfect pair.

When Lucy decided to go to NYU for college, you staying closer to your home, neither of you could've imagined that she would've met the love of her life weeks in to her freshman year. Or that the love of her life would just so happen to be New Jersey Devils defenseman John Marino.

John was in his first season with the Devils when Lucy met him at a bar downtown, and the two of them clicked immediately. The two had been dating for a few years when John proposed. A few months later, John was traded to Utah, taking your best friend with him.

Since John's first full season in Utah, you had only seen Lucy once. When Lucy let it slip to John one night that her dream was to get married in Italy, a long lost dream that had gotten lost amongst the piles of student loans and outlandish New York rent fees, John jumped through every hoop to make it happen, and managed to get it all pulled together in a year. This all led you to here, in beautiful Lake Como, clutching your bags at the arrival gate feeling like a fish out of water.

To her credit, Lucy met you at the gate, the two of you embracing in a hug that was so needed after the long months you spent apart. "I missed you so much! I can't believe you're here!" She exclaimed, squeezing you tightly. "I can't believe it either! And I can't believe John paid for my flight," you grumbled in an attempt to hide how guilty you felt. When Lucy told you her and John were to be married in Italy, it took only seconds of her observing the horrified and disappointed look on your face until her and John decided to fund the trip. Lucy paid her share, working as a nurse practitioner now based in Utah, and the two of them didn't flinch before booking your trip. Lucy said it would be "absolutely foolish" to get married without you by her side as one of her bridesmaids. The title of maid of honor was always reserved for her sister, you coming in as a close second.

"Oh! And I have to tell you, I paired you up with Johnny's gorgeous teammate. He's foreign, single, and not to mention, he's the captain." Lucy squealed as you walked out to the rental car, your eyes bugging out. "Oh I'm googling him immediately," you giggled.

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The group of wedding party members arrived a few days early to spend some time in Italy exploring the beautiful country before the wedding duties begun. All Lucy informed you of was that you were going to be boating around the water and having lunch at a waterfront restaurant. As you got ready in what you thought was most appropriate for the occasion, your mind drifted to the man you saw on your phone screen yesterday.

When you found Nico on social media, you couldn't believe that Lucy had paired you two together for the wedding festivities. Nico was absolutely stunning. You never felt like a particularly shy person, but you found yourself rehearsing potential conversations, feeling like nothing could prepare you for any sort of interaction you had with the Swiss center man.

When you walked into the lobby of the resort, meeting the rest of the bridesmaids, they all squealed when they saw you, ready for the day on the boat. "Oh my god! You look incredible!" Daphne, Lucy's college roommate squealed, pulling you into a hug, which you had learned was her signature greeting. "Nico isn't gonna know what hit him!" Another bridesmaid had yelled. You shook your head laughing. You knew that Lucy had made it out to seem like you were forlorn, but the truth was that Lucy hated your ex so much that she was determined to set you up right after the breakup. What you felt was enough time to cope with the breakup had added an extra year onto that time, and it was safe to say you were ready to get back in to dating.

When you met the happy couple and the groomsmen at the boat, you weren't sure what to expect. But you can safely say you definitely were not expecting a party yacht, with blaring music, and men who already looked like they had downed a few bottles of champagne. After the boys moaned and groaned about your "late arrival" of 10 minutes, the boat set off.

You snuck away from the hustle and bustle momentarily to watch the views, seated towards the water with your drink of choice, when the man you had been thinking about for the last 24 hours came to greet you. "Y/N?" he asked hesitantly, almost like he wasn't completely convinced it was you. "That's me!" you smiled at him, and when you turned and made eye contact with his smiling face, little did you know the two of you melted like butter in the hot summer sun.

"Wow," he muttered out loud, much to his dismay. Sensing his nerves, you stood up to shake his hand. "Hi! Nice to finally meet you, Nico. I understand we're going to be walking down the aisle together?" you asked with a smile. He took your hand with a shake, albeit a bit clammy, and put his other hand on your forearm, causing goosebumps to arise. You were suddenly grateful for your decision to wear your favorite swimming suit, the one you felt most confident in. You considered leaving it until after the wedding, but no better time than the present.

"Yeah, we are. Have you been in a wedding before?" You asked him with a smile, causing Nico's cheeks to turn pink. "I've been in two weddings before. Best man in one and a groomsman in the other. What about you?" He asked you, trying not to show his nerves. "I've never been in one. I haven't been to many weddings, this is all very new to me." You smiled at him, grateful that you would have his smiling face next to you throughout this journey. You didn't know hardly anyone here, and before you met the other bridesmaids, you were starting to realize how nervous you really were. But as you met the other bridesmaids, the wives and girlfriends of John's teammates past and present, and of course, Nico, you felt much more comfortable with the fact that you had never traveled outside of the country, had never been in a wedding before, and knew virtually no one outside of the bride and groom.

"Hopefully I can keep you good company, make your first wedding very memorable for you." Nico mentioned cheekily, the same blush dusting the apples of his cheeks. "I hope so."

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You never doubted that Nico would make the wedding and your trip memorable, but you were surprised at the amount of chivalry he was pulling out. You were so nervous to impress him, but little did you know, Nico had been thinking about you constantly since you met on the boat. Not to mention he spent the rest of the time on the yacht keeping you company, getting you refills of your favorite drink, and bringing you water when the July Italian sun proved to be as bright and as scorching as you had imagined.

You were getting ready with the other bridesmaids, putting on another coat of mascara when you heard a knock on the door. You were the only one doing your makeup at the time, and after a quick scope around the room to make sure none of the girls who were changing were gonna flash the visitor at the door, you opened the door.

A pleasant surprise greeted you: Nico with a bouquet of flowers, looking breathtaking in his soft grey groomsman suit. "These are for you," he mumbled nervously, pushing them towards you with that blush on his cheeks that was becoming very familiar to you. "Thank you, these are gorgeous!" You smiled, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek as a sign of gratitude. Nico had no idea how he was standing on his own two feet at that point. In just a few short days, you had turned him into putty in your hands. He found himself wondering how far the travel would be from where you lived to Newark when the season started.

He bid you a goodbye, the both of you going to finish off getting ready for the wedding and helping the bride and groom respectively to get ready for the walk down the aisle.

When you met Nico at the end of the aisle, the two of you felt your heart stop. And when Nico continued to make eye contact with you during the ceremony, keeping a soft hand on your back throughout the reception, and when the two of you finally joined each other at the end of the night for a dance, you melted into his arms, Nico feeling so lucky to have been paired with you. He felt himself falling hard for you, and you felt the same way.

"Can I convince you to make a trip to Jersey this season? I know Lucy and Johnny aren't there anymore, but I'd like to think you have another reason to come back." Nico asked with his head resting against the top of your head. "Do I?" you teased, causing Nico to laugh. "I'm kidding, I'd love to." When you looked up at him after confirming his plans, seeing the sparkling look in his eye, you only had one more thing to do. The two of you felt the magnetic pull towards each other, your lips finally touching, and you both knew that the two of you were smitten. As Nico rested his hand on your waist and pulled away, seeing John and Lucy smiling at you, everyone had a feeling the four of you would soon find yourself in a similar situation a few years down the road.

[lee-laurent]

Oceans Apart - John Marino

summary: leaving her entire life behind to go to utah was never her plan. but for john… who knows

wc: 1.8k

content: fluff, mentions of the trade :(, but mostly fluff! kissing, tiny bit of angst

notes: REQUESTED BY AN ANON!!!!! some love for johnny :) hope it's everything you imagined and more! keep requesting guys! i loveeee hearing your ideas and making them into realities !!

John just stared down at his phone in disbelief, hearing the general manager's voice on repeat in his mind.

"You've been traded to Utah."

Utah. He thought maybe it was all just a dream, he'd wake up to Alice rubbing his back and asking if he was okay. But no matter how many times he pinched himself, he wasn't waking up. He had been traded. He was moving across the country. Leaving everything he'd come to know in Jersey behind for a state that just got a fucking hockey team. What about Alice? She was the first person he had to tell, the first person whose opinion actually mattered.

God, how was he going to tell her? She was finally feeling comfortable in Jersey after moving from Pittsburgh and he was going to tear that all away from her-- a second time.

He leaned back on the couch, running a hand through his hair. The room around him felt like it was closing in on him, his mind miles away. Alice had always been so supportive, so understanding of the ins and outs of dating a professional hockey player. But this... this was different. Jersey wasn't the whole other side of the country when they left Pittsburgh. Utah was. This was a life-altering move. She'd have to fly to go home to see her family.

He picked up his phone again, staring at her name in his recent calls. Right under the general manager's name. How would she react? Would she be sad? Disappointed? He hated the idea of putting her through such a massive change. They had a good thing going in Jersey, a rhythm, a routine. She had her life, her work, her friends. And now, with a decision completely out of his control, he was taking that all away.

He decided not to call her. This wasn't something he should do over the phone. She deserved more than that. He would tell her in person, face to face, holding her hand in his. But that did mean he'd have to wait. He'd have to sit there and overthink it until she got home.

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The door clicked behind her as she stepped inside, her keys jingling as she threw them onto the counter. John looked up from the couch, his heart racing. Alice just smiled at him, the smile that he'd fallen so hopelessly in love with. The smile that made him feel like all in the world was right. Except tonight everything just felt wrong.

"You're home early, baby," she said, slipping off her shoes. "Dinner's on me tonight."

He tried to smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. She was observant and she knew John like the back of her hand. They'd known each other for five years, been together for four. She could tell something was off. "What's going on?"

John shifted, playing with a loose thread on the couch. "Come sit with me for a minute."

She raised an eyebrow but didn't question him. She always trusted him to speak about things when he was ready, no matter how long it took. She settled next to him, tucking her legs under her and resting a comforting hand on his knee. She always did that--offering him comfort before he even had a chance to ask for it.

"I... I got a call today," he started slowly, earning a squeeze to his leg from Alice. "I've been traded."

It was the first time he'd spoken those words out loud and it made it all feel so much more real. Alice's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't say anything. She didn't need to. He could see the surprise flicker across his face. Her stayed on his knee, telling him that she was still there, that she was still listening.

"Utah," he added, watching her closely.

Her lips parted, and for a moment, John braced himself for the worst. Maybe she'd panic, maybe she'd cry, maybe she'd pull away and break his heart. But none of that happened. Instead, her brow furrowed in the way it always did when she was trying to understand something.

"Utah..." she echoed, almost as if she was seeing how the word felt on her tongue. "When would you go?"

"Soon," he rubbed the back of his neck. "Within the next few weeks, probably."

She didn't reply, her eyes searching his face. He wished he could read her mind, wished he knew what was going through her head at that moment. Finally, she spoke up again, her voice soft like a whisper.

"How are you feeling about it?"

Her question took him by surprise. He expected her to jump straight into the logistics of the whole thing. How would they make it work? What would it mean for them? But no. Her first thought was him, how he was coping with the situation. It shouldn't have shocked him like it did. That was just the kind of person Alice was. Always thinking about him, always putting him first.

"I don't know. I mean, it's a good opportunity, but... I- I don't want to drag you across the country. Especially to a city that just got a hockey team. I know you've got your life here, and this isn't what either of us planned."

Her hand slid from his knee to his hand, her fingers tangling with his. "John, you didn't drag me anywhere. And you won't be dragging me this time either," she squeezed his hand lightly. "This isn't your fault. This is just... life. It happens."

She wasn't mad. She wasn't upset. If anything, she only really cared about him and making sure that he wasn't upset or mad. She only wanted to know if he was alright.

"You're like actually okay with this?" he asked in disbelief.

She tilted her head like a confused puppy, her eyes soft and understanding. "I mean, am I like thrilled you're being traded to Utah? Not exactly. But you and I both knew this could happen. It's just part of your job, is it not? I knew what I was signing up for the second you told you played hockey."

John nodded, still flabbergasted by her calm demeanor. He had spent the last few hours stressing over how she'd react, only for her to be the one reassuring him.

"As long as we're together," she smiled, "we'll be okay. Utah, Pittsburgh, New Jersey, or wherever else life decides to take us. We are in this together, John."

John stared at her, his brain trying to process how he'd gotten so lucky. Trying to understand how fucking in love with her he was. He squeezed her hand, before bringing it up to press a kiss on her fingertips.

"I don't deserve you," he whispered, leaning to press his forehead against hers.

"Maybe not, but you're stuck with me anyway."

He closed his eyes, taking in the calming sound of her giggles. They sat there for a while, their hands intertwined. John could feel the warmth of her fingers against his, her thumb gently tracing shapes on the back of his hand.

"So," she started, leaning back on the cushions. "Utah, huh? I've never even been there. What's it like?"

John laughed, giving her a small shrug. "I'm not entirely sure. I've only been through it, never actually stopped there in the city."

"Well, I guess we're about to find out together, aren't we?"

He blinked, her words sinking in. Together. She had said it so casually, like it wasn't even a question to her whether or not she would go along with him. He had been so worried and for what? Alice was already on board--no hesitation, no second-guessing.

"You're really okay with this?" he asked again.

"John, I told you. As long as we're in this together, we can handle it. It's not about the location--its about us being together, no matter what," she brought her freehand up to cup his cheek. "I love you. And I'm not about to let a move change that."

"I love you too."

They fell into quiet conversation, both of them throwing out random ideas about what Utah might look like. Alice joked about how she might have to learn how to ski, and he laughed, picturing her tumbling over and laughing until he came to help. They talked about what kind of apartment they'd get, how they'd have to adjust to a new city, new routines, and new weather. Alice had never lived near mountains before, but she was making it clear she was excited, like it was a new adventure they'd take on together. That she was ready no matter how far she was from the East Coast.

"We'll have to find where the best coffee is there too," she giggled, tucking her hair behind her ear. "And maybe we can finally get a dog! Utah seems like a good place for dogs, right?"

John chuckled, kissing her forehead. "Yeah, a dog would be nice. I've been meaning to get a hiking person."

Her eyes lit up. "Hey! I'm a great hiking partner."

"Whatever you say, baby."

"But I bet there's some beautiful trails out there. We could make a whole thing of it! Go camping!"

"Camping?" he raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You barely survive a couple hours in the woods. What makes you think you can handle overnight?"

She gasped, swatting his arm. "Rude! I am tougher than you think!"

He laughed, pulling her onto his lap. She squealed in surprise but didn't resist, resting her head against his shoulder.

"I know you're tough. You're probably the strongest person I know. And I don't just mean in the 'surviving-the-woods' kinda way."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He brushed an eyelash off her cheek, his fingers lingering against the smooth skin. "You make everything feel easier, ya know? Like, I can handle anything as long as I've got you by my side."

She snuggled closer to his chest. "That's because we're a team. I'm not going anywhere that isn't with you, Johnny. No matter what."

He pressed his face into the crook her neck, peppering her with small kisses. He'd found someone that understood not only him but his career and the things that came along with it. She was willing to uproot her life, move across the country, all because she believed in their relationship. All because she loved him.

"What did I do to deserve you?" His voice was muffled against her skin.

"You just loved me. That's all I needed," she brought a hand up to run it through his curls.

John closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her nails against his scalp. Her response was simple, but true. There love was amazing, it made everything else fade into the background--the uncertainty, the distance, the unknowns. For the first time since getting the call, John felt at ease. They would figure this out, they always figured things out. They were together. And together was all they needed.

"You ready for anything, love?"

"Of course. Utah here we come."

[she-wolf09231982]

Joe Toye

“The Bunny and The Fox”

Summary: You thought Joe Toye was too scary to even consider a friend, but he proves to be not only a great friend, but also a lover.

A/N: One shot, Mature audience, JoeToyeX!FemMedic, WW2, Female Pronouns, Cursing/Swearing, Derogatory Slurs, Womanizing Comments, Military and Medical Terminology, Inappropriate Nicknames, HBO Band of Brothers References, Mentions/Descriptions of Injuries, Weaponry, Smoking. Angst/Conflict, Smut, *John Wayne/McClintock Movie Quote*, FOREVER FLUFF

@awaterfalls 😁🪖♠️🦅❤️

These stories may not fall entirely in accordance with the TV series timeline. I do not know the real soldiers the actors portray in this series, so please understand I show no disrespect. Some or most of historical events and character interactions in my fanfics are fabricated purely for the sake of the enjoyment of fiction*

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He always appeared so….serious. His face in a constant state of pissed off and disdain. If looks could kill, Joe Toye (and Johnny Martin) wouldn’t have needed weapons in the war.

You avoided him all through Toccoa. He just seemed like the type to leave the hell alone. But every now and then, you caught a glimpse of him smiling or laughing with the guys.

“Not bad.” You’d think to yourself as you admired his smile.

Since you trained with Easy as a medic, you rarely had an excuse to speak to him unless he was injured. Even then you kept your conversation short and sweet with hardly any eye contact. But with his low raspy voice came a sense of calm while you took care of him. You supposed he seemed friendly enough.

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June 1944 Post D-Day

Orders were given to take Carentan where German soldiers were being sheltered. Carentan was the main crossroad between Cotentin and Calvados where the ally force's tanks needed passage to attack the main objective, Cherbourg.

"Listen up!" LT Welsh shouted. "It'll be dark soon. I want light and noise discipline from here on. No talking, no smoking. And no playing grab-fanny with the man in front of you, Luz. We're taking Carentan. It's the only place where armor from Omaha and Utah Beach can link up and head inland. Until we take Carentan, they're stuck on the sand. General Taylor's sending the whole division."

Some of the men began to grumble under their breath. Everyone started to stir to gather their gear to begin the journey to Carentan.

Walking in a file formation on each side of the road to Carentan. You found yourself walking in front of Toye as Perconte proceeded you.

“Hey Toye, why you always in the middle when we convoy anywhere? Ain’t you ever in the front?” Guarnere teased.

“I go wherever the medic goes in case I get hit, Bill.” Joe responded.

You blushed and dared to sneak a glance behind you. As you did, Toye met your gaze shooting you a quick wink. You quickly look back to the front embarrassed he caught you acknowledging him.

“Awe now look what ya did. You scared her.” Guarnere teased.

You hear some of the guys laugh.

“Maintain your noise discipline.” Winters reminded.

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"MEDIC!!"

You and Doc on separate ends of the streets trying to keep low to tend to the wounded.

You rush to two soldiers landing on your knees next to them, one on the ground with a trail of blood coming from his helmet, the other crouching over him.

"He's still breathing, help me carry him!" You call out. You each grab an arm of the injured soldier and drag him behind a building.

While you're working on the nameless soldier's head wound, a drug store gets blasted by German artillery not far from where you were, the force from the explosion sending you sideways into the brick wall next to you.

You shake your head to stop the ringing in your ears. Everything you could hear was distant as your vision became fuzzy and dark. You start to smack your ear trying to make it pop so you can get back to your senses.

“Y/L/N! We gotta move! Get up!” Toye’s muffled voice yelled out.

He grabbed you by the arm pulling you up to your feet. You still couldn’t barely see so you held onto his arms for dear life.

“I-I can’t see nothin’ Joe!” You called out to him.

“Ok, come on…UP we go!” You hear him grunt as he threw you over his shoulder.

You feel him trotting to safety while blast after blast erupted all around you. You feel him lower you as gently as he could to the ground against a wall.

“Hey, look at me.” Toye said as he guided your face towards his, “Can you see me now?”

You shake your head, “No, it’s all dark and blurry.” You reply as tears started to stream down your cheeks.

Were you going blind?? Is this it? You’re not going to be able to see your family’s faces? Never see your own reflection? You feel yourself slipping into shock.

“Hey! Stay with me now, ok doll? Don’t cry. Doc’s on his way.” You hear Toye’s voice break through your thoughts.

Doc ducked behind the wall with you and Toye.

“What’s the matta’ with her?” You hear Gene ask.

“She can’t see. Says everything is blurry.”

“Gene, I think I’m going blind. Am I going blind??” You asked panicked trying to reach out for him.

“What happened before she couldn’t see?”

“A shell dropped right by her and she went flying into a brick wall.”

Gene nodded, “That’ll do it. You got a concussion, Y/L/N, you ain’t goin’ blind.”

You released a sigh of relief.

“Joe, can you get her back to HQ? She ain’t no good out here if she can’t see nothin’.”

“I got her, Doc.”

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Toye got you back to an aid station not long after Easy Company claimed victory over Carentan. You remained there until the following day after your vision returned. As you approached a group of the guys from Easy, you were welcomed with whoops and cheers.

“Hey! Look who it is!” Luz called out.

All the guys turned to find you walking towards them.

“Hey look what the cat dragged in!” Malarkey joked.

The chorus of laughter from the men lifted your spirits.

“Yeah, I look rough, I know. Thanks guys.” You greet.

You looked around for Toye.

“He’s over there.” Luz pointed out as he gestured with is thumb over his shoulder.

“Oh, I just, uh, wanted to thank him for-“ you began.

“-yeah, yeah we know. He’s over there.” Malarkey interjected pointing down the street.

You feel yourself get flustered so you scamper off to where they said Joe was. As you walk through the rubble that Carentan has become, you see Toye standing in a circle with a few of the other guys from Easy. He throws his cigarette butt on the ground, stomping it out with his boot before he turns and sees you.

His face lights up when he saw you walking up.

“Hey there she is!” Guarnere hailed.

Bill met you and extended his hand for you to shake, which you obliged.

“Good to see you, Bill.”

“Glad to see you up and about, doll.” He pulled you in closer, “Someone’s been real worried about you since they left you at the aid station, by the way.” He disclosed.

You pull back and met Bill’s face with confusion. He winked and motioned over to Toye with his chin.

“Go on and say hi to him.” Bill added.

You narrow your eyes at him and smile. You slowly approach Toye as he stood there with his hands in his pockets and smirking as he patiently waited for you.

“Hey, Toye.” You squeak.

“Hey, Y/L/N. Good to see you.” He replied with his signature husky voice.

“Well, if it weren’t for you, I probably wouldn’t be here. Thank you for helping me.” You say as you leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

You hear Guarnere whistle. You turn around and shake your head at him.

Toye cleared his throat, “It was nothin’.”

You both stood there awkwardly until Bill came over.

“Hey, the guys were going to go to the bar that survived the wreck. You wanna join us later for a few night caps, Y/L/N?”

“Sure, if I can find a place to get cleaned up.”

“Ok it’s that little place over there. We’ll all be there around 1900, aight?”

You knew Bill was scheming something for you and Toye. You look at him suspiciously.

“Ok, I’ll see you guys there later.”

~~~~~~~

You breeze through the front door of the pub and begin scanning the room for the familiar faces of Easy.

“Hey! Y/F/N! Over here!” Guarnere called out waving his hand.

You push through the crowd to get to the table where most of your guys were sitting. You catch Toye playing darts with LT Compton, Luz, and Heffron.

“What can I getchya?” Bill asked.

“Oh, whatever you’re drinking, Bill.” You reply.

“Comin’ right up.” He announced as he walked to the bar.

You look back to Toye and catch his eyes looking at you too. He smiled and raised his glass to you with a wink. You smile back and give him a little wave.

“Here ya go.” Bill returned handing you a pint glass of beer.

You cheers and take a hearty gulp.

“Thanks, Bill.” You say as you squeeze his arm.

~~~~~~~

The night was filled with laughter, banter, and taunts amongst Easy. And somehow, your glass kept getting magically refilled by each of the guys. You had to refuse Malarkey’s offer to buy your next round because you felt your head starting to spin.

“Ok, we’ll slow down.” Don chuckled, “But when you’re ready, I got the next one!”

“Yessir.” You quipped.

You turn towards the dart boards and see that Toye had moved. You began to search the room for him and suddenly stop at the bar where he was talking to a local woman dressed in a tightly fit dress.

You felt a distinct sense of dread mixed with anger, but you weren’t sure why. The longer you watched Toye leaning closer to whisper in her ear while she giggled, the more your rage boiled over inside.

“What’s the matter, doll? You gotta look on ya like you’re gonna murder someone.” You hear Guarnere chime in.

You avert your eyes to the floor.

“It’s nothing.” You say quickly.

Bill looked where you were just looking.

“Well ain’t that a son of a bitch. After all the trouble I went through to set you’s guys up, he goes and finds another bird to chat up.”

You look at Bill, “What do you mean set us up?”

Bill looked at you alarmed.

“Oh, well, I thought you knew. Toye over there has got it real bad for ya. Has ever since basic but he figured he never had a chance. I told him you were a catch and that you had a thing for him too.”

“Oh do I now?” You asked astounded by his response.

“Well, don’tchya?”

“I suppose he’s handsome. Good soldier. But looks like he’s not as sweet on me as you think.” You state as you gesture to Toye by the bar getting disgustingly close to the blonde bombshell.

“Ah, he’s an idiot. He’s just trying to get laid.”

You look at him with daggers behind your eyes. Bill’s eyes widen.

“Uh, what I mean is he don’t care about her, ya know? He’s trying to not think about you because he thinks you’re outta his league.” Bill hastily explained.

“Yeah? Well, I’ll get his attention.” You declare as you storm off towards the bar.

“Ah shit.” Bill mumbled to himself rolling his eyes.

You walk up to a soldier from Fox Company standing a few feet away from where Toye was with his new little friend. You approach the bar and slightly bend over to the surface of the bar and rest your elbows on it. The soldier noticed you right away and a devilish grin appeared across his face.

You look over at him and smile.

“Hey, angel, you’re the prettiest face in here.” He said as he scanned you from head to toe.

You see Toye look over the blonde’s shoulder at you. So you inched closer to the stranger.

“At least someone noticed how hard I worked on my make up tonight.” You say loud enough for Joe to hear.

Toye’s jaw started to tighten. Your plan was working like a charm.

“What are you talkin’ about? You’re a dish!” He returned enthusiastically, “Can I get you a drink?”

“A pint is fine.”

Toye excused himself from the company of his little vixen and approached you with obvious vigor. He stopped so close to you, you can feel his breath on your face.

“You think you should have anymore?” Toye asked in a low gravelly tone.

You were almost a puddle at his feet.

“What’s one more?” You dismiss.

“Hey, buddy, this one’s mine. Get lost.” The Fox soldier warned.

Toye glared at him, a clear warning with his fierce gaze to back off. “Shut up.”

He turned back to you. “You hit your head hard yesterday. You got a concussion, remember? Drinking too much isn’t good for you right now.” He cautioned.

The soldier behind Toye huffed outloud. You bring your face closer to his.

“How about you go on back to your little blonde bunny over there and worry about her?” You say softly staring intensely into his eyes.

You snidely smile and gently push him aside to accept the beer the Fox soldier was holding for you. Toye grabbed your wrist before you could get your fingers around the glass.

“Because I’m worried about you.” He sternly replied.

“Hey, pal, I’m not gonna tell ya-“

Before the guy could finish his sentence, Toye swung and punched him across the face sending him to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

“Joe, what the hell is the matter with you?” You bark.

He turned to face you, his teeth clenched and resentment in his eyes.

“Isn’t this what you wanted? You got my attention.” He said raising his arms to the side.

Just then, another Fox Company soldier soared in and tackled Toye. When Guarnere saw Toye get sacked, him and the rest of Easy rushed in, clashing with Fox Company in a battle royalé in the middle of the dance floor.

You grab a bottle of whiskey and force your way into the horde to smash it over the head of one of the opposing soldiers when you suddenly feel your feet swiftly leave the floor, and you find yourself once again thrown over Joe Toye’s shoulder as he rushes out the front door.

You start to push off of his back to look at him.

“What are you doing?? Put me down, NOW! This is completely barbaric! Were you raised by wolves??”

“Shut your mouth.” Toye said sharply.

He wouldn’t cave no matter how hard you struggled. He continued to carry you until he got to the house where you had been staying at with the field nurses. He opened the front door and practically threw you onto the couch in the main corridor.

“You’re an absolute animal, Joe Toye.” You snarled at him.

“Yeah? You haven’t even seen the worst of it yet.” He retorted.

You stood up, only to lose your balance and fell backward on to the couch again.

“Well save it.” You spit back crossing your arms, “You can go now. I’m sure that little dish at the bar is waiting on you.”

Toye furrowed his eyebrows at you, “You’re the only one even thinking about her. I haven’t even given her a second thought since you walked through the door of that place!”

You scoff, “Sure, Joe. Didn’t seem like it when your hands were all over her like a magnet.” You pointed out as you stood up slowly.

“Yeah?” He queried as he closed the gap between the two of you, “You mean like this?”

He roughly grabbed you by the waist and kneaded your hips with his strong calloused hands as he pulled you into him. Your faces so close, you thought he was going to kiss you, but he only hovered over your mouth. You were a deer in the headlights, your words caught in your throat somewhere. You almost forgot to take breath when you started to feel faint, so you took in a deep breath through your nose to recover.

You put your hands on his chest and started to push away.

“What are you doing, Toye?” You manage to say.

He jerked you back into him, slithering his one hand across the small of your back while the other one firmly caressed the swell of your ass. You tried to protest, but your voice betrayed you only allowing a whimper to escape from your throat. This man had you a melting hot mess in his arms and it only made you angrier that he was getting you flustered.

“What? Got nothin’ snarky to say now, sweetheart?” He teased.

The fire inside you began to rise, and you weren’t sure if it was because you were turned on, or pissed off.

“I hate you.” You sneered as you slipped out of his grasp and headed for the staircase.

Before you could lift your foot to take the first step, you feel yourself twirled back around and face to face with Toye in his arms.

*“Half of the people in the world are women…Why does it have to be you that stirs me?”* He growled before grabbing the back of your head to bring your mouth to his.

You wanted to fight back and push away again, but your body fought you, leaning into his body and fisting his uniform jacket to pull him as close as possible to you. You part your lips to allow his tongue to pass and explore yours. You playfully nip at his bottom lip eliciting a deep guttural groan from him. His hands scoured your body as his hips instinctively pushed his hard on against you. You dig your nails into his shoulders as you moan into his mouth.

You pull back, “Let’s take this upstairs.”

Toye only replied with a mischievous grin, then picked you up bridal style to carry you up the stairs. When you direct him to your room, he set you down to secure the door. Right at the moment he turned around, you forced him against the door and hungrily kiss him while unraveling his tie.

He grabbed you by the shoulders swinging you around pinning you against the door with a ‘thud’ then placed his hand around your throat. He tightened his grip enough to make a point he was in charge, but not hard enough to alarm you. You instinctively grab his wrist with both hands as you clenched your thighs together, hoping to get some friction against your core and to prevent the wetness from dripping down your leg.

You hissed through your teeth as a smile stretched across your face. Toye pressed himself harder against you, the bulge in his pants grinding into your pelvis. You slide one hand away from his wrist gradually finding your way to his belt buckle. His fingers around your neck increased their grip.

You ran your tongue along your lower lip. He looks from your eyes to your mouth as a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly scooped you up from behind your thighs wrapping your legs around his waist and carried you over to the bed, dropping you on your back onto the mattress.

He removed his tie, then with one hand unbuckled his belt all the while staring at you like a starved wolf about to pounce on his prey. You scoot to the edge of the bed and start to unbutton your uniform top. He situated himself between your spread knees at the edge of the bed.

You look up at him through your lashes and smile as you start to work on removing his pants. Your top partially open with your cleavage peaking through, he fisted the front with both hands and yanked the blouse off your shoulders. You wiggle out of the shirt and drop his pants and briefs as he removed his uniform top.

Now you were both ravenous for eachother just yanking off articles of clothing and throwing them carelessly onto the floor. Finally when he slid your panties off, a devilish grin graced his face when he saw how wet you were for him.

He looked at you roguishly as he glided two of his fingers up and down your drenched slit.

“Is this all from me?” His gruff honeyed voice had you melting in his hand.

You nod without breaking eye contact. He crawled over you, caging you in between his brawny arms. As his hardened dick rested on top of your center, he started to grind into you, coating the tip of his cock with your slick between your folds.

You couldn’t help but arch your back, rhythmically moving your hips with his to feel him rub against your clit. Your needy sighs spurred him on, knowing he was making you feel so good.

“Oh my God, Toye-“

“No. No more ‘Toye.’ I want to hear you say my name.” He commanded.

You stare at him.

“Fucking say it.” He ordered.

“Joe…” you breathed as you playfully nip at his lower lip, greedily locking onto his mouth.

He lifted you by the ass and pushed his length through your dripping entrance with one fleeting thrust forward.

You gasp then wrap your legs around his waist, waiting for the ride to begin. Joe unleashed over a year’s worth of pent up rage and frustration from the war onto you, railing into you in almost a deliciously painful pace. He was rough, and aggressive, yet attentive and sensual.

He sat up resting on his heels and angled you closer into him by hugging your thighs against him and driving into you, hitting that spot that had you edging to your finish.

He feels your walls constricting around his cock, and starts to slow his tempo. You look at him with a pout.

All you could manage was a strained, “Why?”

He pulled out and hastily flipped you onto your hands and knees. He reached around your front under your arms once again grabbing your throat with his perfect hand. He pulls you back until your back was flush with his chest.

He guided the back of your head to rest on his shoulder before he turned to your ear.

“You think that fucking Fox Company chump could’ve done this for you?” He hissed.

You feel his grip constricting your neck. You’re so fucked out you can’t help but laugh.

“Fucking answer me, sweetheart. You think that asshole’s got anything on me?” His voice rumbling in your ear like thunder.

You start to pant, your bare chest and peaked nipples heaving from overstimulation and restriction of oxygen.

“No, Joe. Never.” You huffed.

You feel his lips curl into a smile against your jawline. He nipped at your ear.

“That’s right, baby.” He purred before he thrusted you forward on all fours.

He lined his dick up with your slippery pussy and entered you with a sweet push forward until he bottomed out. He plummeted into you, spanking you occasionally while his hips slammed into you.

“My God, Joe.” You moaned pushing back into him so he can get inside you as deep as possible.

“Yeah, scream my name so all Fox Company can hear.”

He had a vice grip on your waist, guiding you back everytime his hips came forward. The slams of his front against your ass grew steadily louder with groans and grunts between the two of you.

His stride began to stagger, and you could feel him pulsate inside you.

“I’m getting close, sweetheart.” You hear his low rugged voice from behind you.

“Me too, Joe.”

“I know, I can feel you squeezing on me. Let go, baby.” He hummed.

He reached around finding your clit and began rubbing hard circles onto the bud.

You close your eyes and focus on the sensation of where his hands were and the throbbing of his cock inside you then hearing his voice roar,

“Come on, baby, let go for me.”

He chased your orgasm until he felt your walls fluttering around his cock. You throw your head back practically howling as ropes of Joe’s cum released over and over again inside you. A guttural grunt left Joe’s lips as he groped your ass to have something to hold onto to steady himself.

Sweat glistened on his chiseled torso while he caught his breath. He snatched the hand towel by the basin next to the bed to clean you up after he pulled out. He plopped onto the bed next to you, pulling you into him to hold you.

You each sigh, content and relaxed in eachother’s afterglow.

“Your little bunny friend is going to be heart broken.” You joke.

Joe chuckled, “Yeah, I have that effect on people.”

You giggled.

“I got my girl right here.” He added.

Joe looked down adoringly at you with your head on his shoulder, sensing his eyes were on you, you look up at him. He gently kissed your lips, then rubbed his nose on the tip of yours.

~~~~~~~

[treedaddymcpuffpuff]

✦ | MASTERLIST

ao3 | WIPS | Drabbles

ACITHYCS ── JOHNWICKXF!READER #oneshot #running away from darkdarkdark!!johnwick & he finds you #tw: nsfw, noncon, dead dove, abuse, violence, power dynamics except the reader doesn’t have any power, smacking, spanking, choking, rough, awful shit

Beneath Miles of Stone ── WICKXPLUSSIZEF!READER #ongoingwip #multichap #john is in prison to keep peace between himself, each continental owner, and the high table. he meets and falls in love with a nurse and decides he's not that interested in peace anymore #tw: violence, murder, no use of y/n, mention of suicide, emotional manipulation, angst, violence against women, trauma, heavy drinking, dubious consent, mutual pining, blood and gore, bodily fluids, gallows humor, fluff, spanking, choking, hair-pulling, self-esteem issues, size kink, thigh riding, poor attempt at different languages, organized crime, child abuse, fat shaming, near death experiences, facefucking, kidnapping

Love Hurts ── WICKXPLUSSIZEF!READER #oneshot #implied unreciprocated love between reader and jw #tw: dubcon, choking, angst, dom/sub undertones, author attempt at russian language

Johnny Utah ── XPLUSSIZEF!READER | one. two. #imagine #multichap #ongoing? #based on @tedsbogusworld's ai bot #you are bhodi's little sister, and utah develops a crush on you #tw: bullying, johnny being a little shit, fiesty, mean reader, self-esteem issues, trauma, drinking

Flying/DTB ── TOMMYWARNECKIXPLUSSIZEF!READER | one. two. #twoshot #requested by @gea-chan96 #tw: bullying, fat shaming, fighting & violence, blood, underage smoking

Excessive Force ── TOMLUDLOW&JULIANMERCERXF!READER #ongoing #multichap #collabfic w/ the lovely, amazing, wonderful, talented @johnwickb1tsch #summaryby @johnwickb1tsch: after you treat him in the ER, officer tom ludlow asks you out. you turn him down, thinking you know his type, but he’s not willing to take no for an answer. in fact, you find out he’s more than willing to abuse his authority in his pursuit of you. maybe ludlow seems like an asshole, but when you are drawn into a dangerous conspiracy that could go all the way to the top of the lapd, he might be the only thing that stands between you and a shallow grave #tw: abuse of authority, violence, bdsm and various subsets, dom/sub undertones, dubcon and noncon, drinking, blood & blooddrinking, corrupt cops and doctors, medical stuff, trauma, ptsd, child abuse

Devil’s Triangle ── CONSTANTINEWICKTEXUTAH&MOREXF!READER #ongoing #multichap #collabfic w/ the beautiful, fierce @tammykelly. the amazing, witty @johnwickb1tsch. & the sweet, genius @sweetwolfcupcake #reader witnesses a hit that puts a target on her back, and, instead of killing her, wick & tex decide to keep her. toxicity ensues, and the boys eventually let reader go live her own life. she meets the magical, alluring john constantine and realizes there is a deeper meaning to her existence, and it involves being a magnet for dangerous, similar looking men #tw: see individual chapters for tw's; this one has lots!! of them

Fuck, Kill, Marry ── WICKXF!READER #john wick nsfw alphabet #tw: extremely explicit, rough sex, kink discussions

[satlun]

Vacation Boy: Johnny Utah x fem!reader

Genre: slow burn, fluff, and definitely angst Trigger Warnings: Johnny Utah's sweetness

It was a hot summer day in the middle of July that you will always remember.

Author's Note: I really love this one. I feel like I really wrote it down from my heart. It's like I put my soul into it. Yeah, I hope you guys enjoy!! ♥️

April 18, 1992 at New York

It is a move-in day for the new job you just got here after graduation, at the big city. You drop your bags and luggage on the floor immediately right at the moment you close your apartment's door. Five-hour flight from Idaho and you just finished moving your stuff in, you're really tired.

Your eyes look around the apartment. It a mess, you can't even have a bed or even a space on the floor to sleep on. You just bought a new bed today and it will deliver within two days, guess you have to sleep on the floor tonight. How bad. You kick the boxes away from your way before stepping in the middle of your room, looking around and thinking which box you should open first or maybe you just move them to one of the corners and open them tomorrow. You sigh.

And another thought kick in, maybe you should open them now before the delivery delivers your bed which is so big, too big for one person but you don't care actually. You sit down on the floor that have many boxes around you. You decide to open the boxes that you packed up your clothes first. You put your clothes into your closet and dress up at the same time. Some clothes you haven't wear it since you bought them and some clothes you haven't seen them but your mom probably packed them for you? You try the new ones on while looking at the mirror. Your eyes admire the dress you're wearing on until your gaze spots the box that says “old stuffs” through the mirror. You turn around and walk to it. You're a person who loves keeping things as your memories, postcards, letters and souvenirs.

The box that full of stuff you have collected, you smile while picking them up. Your old memories start to come into your mind. You really love this feeling, it is good if you understand. The feeling and the emotion during those moments will come across your mind. You grab many things out of the box until the last piece, your old diary which there is no page left.

You open shortly from the first page until the last page. Your eyes roam through it until you spot one page on 17th July last year.

July 17, 1991

I met a guy on the vacation... five days ago on 12th July at Latigo beach. He was a cool guy I met on the last day of my vacation. We talked and had a lot of fun there... he has pretty brown eyes and beautiful hair. I need to write about him before all the memories are gone. I don't want to forget about him. He's the most handsome guy with the most precious soul I have ever met. When he was in the sea, surfing was so amazing. Him and surfing was a bond. All of his friends were nice to me and they had their amazing goals. I wish he still thinks about me honestly even I am not that pretty but he really gets my heart...

You are lost in your memories, all the feelings get back to your mind. The beach, the wind, the sun and him...

...

It was a hot summer day of the mid July at California and it was the last day of your vacation. The sun didn't rise yet since it was only 6am in the morning. You walked down the stairs from the road to the beach alone since your parents were still asleep. You wanted to see sunrise at the beach before you leave because first you had to leave so early in the next morning second Idaho doesn't have beaches third you don't go to beaches so often even beach is your favorite place.

Your eyes looked around the beach. There was no one here except a guy around your age surfing alone in the sea at this early?? Well, that was quite interesting. The water must be so cool sine the sun didn't rise yet. That was what you thought. You sat down on the sand with your casual clothes which actually were the clothes you wore last night. The beach was very quiet that you could only hear the wave and the wind, so peaceful. You always love California because your dad talked about it a lot and his favorite song is Hotel California by Eagles which your dad always listens to it since you were young. You wished you could stay here forever, you would build a small house next to the beach and you might actually start learning how to surf. You thought it was cool, how come people stand on those boards and surf on big waves? That must relate with physics but it was still cool for you. You really wanted to learn it one day.

After a while of sitting and glancing at him time to time. You know it was hard to look somewhere else when no one was there except this guy. You could say, he wasn't that good in surfing but you didn't want to judge anybody so you tried to stop thinking about this mysterious stranger guy. You distracted yourself by looking at the sun which was starting to rise. Just a little.

Right now, the guy was swimming closer to the shore. You feel a little bit nervous because there was only you here all alone and what if he says, “You stared at me. Are you a psycho?” What are you gonna do! You just hoped that he didn't notice that which was impossible. He was now walking up to the beach, seems like he was walking to you. Oh my- you felt like you just wanted to disappear. Please please please, I didn't mean to stare... what? Did he just give you a smile?

“Hi?” The guy looked down at you with a soft smile while the sky was starting to become yellow. “Hi” You answered as he slowly sat down next to you, not close. It's good since he was a completely a stranger, not bad for the first impression. “What brings you here this early?” He looked at you before rubbing his head with a towel. “The sun... and what about you?” You looked at him with his wet hair, he didn't look at you but the sun. It was raising. “If I say myself?” He said and finally looked at you once again. What does it mean ‘myself’? “You mean– you, yourself just want to be here this early. That's all?” His eyebrows raised. “A shot in the dark.” He chuckled. “It's not that hard.” You shrugged your shoulders and gave him a smile and the conversation became silent, it was awkward and he was just wiping his face with the towel. “You surf a lot?” It was a dumb question actually but who cares, you hate dead air. “Lately, yes. I'm practicing it. I just caught my first tube this morning.” You just nodded and then continued the conversation. “I always appreciate people who can surf... you know. How can people stand on that board and surf in big waves? It is just cool for me.” His chuckle was so cute... what? You mean it was soft and whatever. As if he could read your mind. “It must be something about physics but I don't know, not my type.” Not his type? It was a joke he meant he didn't even care about physics since it wasn't his favorite subject. “Then what's your type?” He could answer it in a second. “Athletic” It was obvious that he liked athletic, his body and his spirit? “I see...” The sun rose now. You could see it clearly now. You glances at your watch and it was 7am. “You live here?” His soft and deep voice interrupted you. “No. I'm on my vacation, tomorrow is my last day.” He nodded before giving you a glance. “How was your vacation?” He asked. “It was good. I had a lot of fun here.” You always love it. Everything all just gave you peace to your mind and soul. It was like another kind of healing. “I'm glad you had a lot of fun here.” His beautiful smile formed on his face again. Your heart almost skipped a beat but you tried to keep it cool. You glanced at his board. “I wish I could surf.” He believes that the only thing that is matter is ourselves. If you want to do something, you should do it. “You can try. Just do it. Do it for yourself.” You sighed in desperation. “I want to... but there's no beach back in Idaho.” “You are from Idaho?” He raised his eyebrows. “Yes” You looked at him. “I've never been there but I would love to one day.” “You should. It's great. I can tour you around.” It was a joke but what if it sounds weird... “Yeah. It would be nice.” He smiled at you and all of your concerns were gone. He is the kind of person who makes you feel comfortable while you're talking to. “It may have indoor surfing places in Idaho maybe?” he gave you an advice. “I think it has but it can't be campared to this actual sea right?" You span your arms to the sea. “The real waves and the real sea water.” His eyes followed your hand and nodded. “Yeah. You're right. This one is better.” He gave you a smile while looking at you.

For a moment, you saw him glancing at his watch, it almost 8am and he seemed like he needed to go. He grabbed his surf board and stood up, ready to leave. “Do you wanna... eat lunch together?” Did he just ask me on a date or something? Your delusions consumed you again. You hesitated at first because you just had no idea about your answer if it should be; “Yes, of course I'm so glad you ask me!!” Or “Okay, sure.” Or “no... I already have a plan” because he is still a random guy that you just met. However, he had no harm you could feel it. So, your answer was, “Sounds good. Sure. Where?” He pointed at the sidewalk restaurant near the beach which was still close now. “There” you stood up and followed his finger. “Okay. 12pm?” You asked “Yeah. 12pm.” He was about to leave but something made him stop and turn around. “I'm Johnny.” That was it, you thought he wouldn't tell you his name. “Y/n. Nice to meet you.” You gave him a quick smile. “Same here.” He gave you a soft smile like the first time he did before leaving.

...

11.50am at California State was really hot. Your face was so sweaty, your legs rushed to the door of the sidewalk restaurant and got in. The restaurant was still hot because there was no air conditioning. You sit on a table, waiting for Johnny to come. Your clothes were changed to something prettier. Well, you didn't mean to impress anyone but yourself. Right?.... RIGHT?

After a while of waiting for him and it was already 12pm, he finally showed up in a tight grey shirt which made him look different in good way. His hair was now dry and was set perfectly. He literally could pull anybody he wanted. That was your weird thought. When Johnny spot you, he rushed to you with the same soft smile immediately. You didn't know if it was the weather or it was him that made your heart melt.

“Have you been here long?” He sat down in front of you as you shook your head. “No. Not at all.” Johnny nodded as an answer before picking up a menu. “What would you like to eat today?” When it comes to food, it always be a hard decision to make. Usually, you just order the same same thing but maybe this time you should try something different. “I have no idea... could you recommend me something good?” He gave you a smile and show the menu for you. He pointed his finger on shrimp and fries. “Sure. This. Is my favorite.” It sounds good shrimp and fries. You gave him a nod and smiled at him. He has a good taste in food. “Shrimp and fries, 2 please?” Johnny called a waitress and ordered the food for you and him. It was not a date right? But you couldn't help to think it that way. He set his hair perfectly... it wasn't that necessary to do it just for eating lunch in this weather with a girl he just met. Whatever.

After the waitress went to the kitchen, Johnny started talking to you. “Where did you visit this morning?” He shot you a question. “Santa Monica Pier. There are amusement rides and many other things.” You explained to him while your eyes are looking around the restaurant and switch to him time to time. It was hard to just stare and focus on him. You meant he was kind of... handsome? It was just hard you know. “That is my favorite place when I was a kid. You like to play something exciting?” He raised his eyebrows because that is his favorite thing as well. “Oh no. Not at all. But my younger brother does so he dragged me there.” Johnny laughed at your answer. “You have a younger brother? I wish I had one.” He gave you a smile before looking out the window, watching other kids playing around the beach. “Oh please. You wouldn't like it that much.” You chuckled. “How come?” He was curious. “He is naughty and ugh so on. You will understand if you have one.” You paused for a moment before continuing to speak. “But I do wish I had an older brother.” Johnny switched his gaze on you again. He noticed your eyes that full are full of hope. “So you're the oldest?” He asked. “Yeah.” He inhaled and exhaled softly as he put his hands on the table. “Being the oldest must be very hard. You know, they have to be good at everything and also have responsibility at the same time. And we are just teenagers who just want to have fun.” He paused and notice that you were listening to him carefully so he started to tell you more about him. “I really understand that feeling. I'm an only child and the things aren't that different.” All the things he said was just right. You the oldest and it feels like everything or every weight is on your back. You have to handle it. You must. “As if you can read my mind.” You chuckled to make the conversation felt less intense. Johnny flashed his soft smile at you again. That was his deadly weapon of killing you. “How many years apart are you and your brother?” You didn't expect that even you were about to ask him about his age either. “11 years. I'm 22 and he's 11.” Johnny nodded as the waitress served us our food. “I'm 24... let's eat.” You both smiled at each other before eating his favorite food. You hadn't tried it before and it was better than you expected. Maybe stepping out of your comfort zone or the same thing you usually do aren't that bad. You try something new and you may accidentally found your new favorite things.

30 minutes later of talking and eating food, you both stepped out of the sidewalk restaurant. You looked out at the sea which the surface was reflecting the sun and the heat. “So... me and my new friends have a party tonight and the beach... if you want to join you can come.” He interrupted you. “Thank you but... I don't want to interrupt your party...” You chuckled at him. The truth was you just hate meeting new people sine you have social anxiety. “It's alright. Never mind.” He seemed like he was about to leave. So, this was gonna be your last time of seeing him?? That's it? “Maybe it's not that bad– I'll go.” His smile was formed from excitement you could tell. You wished you could make him smile forever, it was like sunshine in a daylight sky. “See you there at 7pm.” Johnny pointed at some space at the beach, and you nodded as understanding.

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The weather is completely different from the day and the night. The wind makes you feel cold. Both of your hand brush your arm while walking down the stairs. You can see a group of teenagers walking and dancing around a bonfire at the beach. It must be them, his new friends. You just hope that he was already there because it was gonna be weird if a stranger showed up at Mr.Nobody's party.

That moment Johnny saw you first. He stood up and rushed to you immediately, noticing your reaction. “Are you cold?” You just nodded and walked along with him. “Come closer to the bonfire.” He led you to the bonfire that was around by his friends. You sit down on the log he already prepared for you. Suddenly, all of his friends noticed your presence. They walked to you and started to talk. “This is Bodhi. Bodhi, this is y/n.” Johnny introduced you to the man who was a bit older than him and his blond hair was really memorizing. “Nice to meet you, Bodhi.” Bodhi just nodded before sitting next to Johnny. “Your girlfriend?” Johnny refused immediately. He didn't want you to make you feel uncomfortable at all but it was also still hard to control his friend's mouth. “No. She's my new friend.” His deep voice and the reaction of protecting over you was a thing. “I'm sorry for my mouth.” Bodhi made a joke before offering his hand to you, you shook his hand and gave a quick smile.

Bodhi was scary for you at first. However, the moment after you both had a conversation about many things, especially the 50 year storm. You started to see him differently. He wasn't that bad. He was a cool guy. You loved when he talked about the ocean and the sea. As if he was a son of a mermaid or something. His spirit that he had towards the marine life was just really cool. He was a cool guy with his big goal. You just hoped that if that time comes, he would be able to go to Bell's beach in time and achieve the ultimate ride.

An hour later, the boys and the girls decided to play football. “Come, y/n” Bodhi called you while holding a ball in his hand. “Thank you... but I prefer to watch.” Well, because you're not good at athletic at all. You didn't want to embarrass yourself as well so refusing him was the best choice. “Come on.” Bodhi tried to convince you and Johnny noticed that. He walked to you and said something quietly. “If you don't want to, it's okay. I'll talk to him.” When you heard him saying that, all the thoughts you had towards athletes were changed. Well, Johnny really affected on you that much. You hesitated for a moment and then you realized that you wanted to get out of your comfort zone and tried something new. If you accidentally embarrassed yourself then it was going to be alright since this was the last night of staying here. They were not going to remember your embarrassing moments forever. You didn't answer him back except walking into the crowd, ready to join. A smile formed on his face while his eyes followed you.

You started to play clumsily. It was kind of embarrassing but whatever. You tried to not care and it seemed work. Fun made you forget all about those thoughts. You played and you fell off over and over but you could still laugh and smile because it was really fun. Johnny always cheered you up for the whole game. “You're doing great.” Or “Keep going.” He said softly to you for the whole time.

Almost an hour later. It was 9pm. It was the time to go back to the hotel. You had to leave early in the morning and your parents must be worried about you now. “Are you leaving?” Johnny noticed that you started to look back at the hotel and wipe all the sand from your pants. “Yeah” you said. “Safe flight, y/n!” Bodhi and his friends shouted at you. You just said thank you to all of them. “I'll walk with you.” Johnny said quietly. You insisted him to stay here but he didn't listen. It was completely dark and he was worried about you.

The only sound you could hear is the waves. It was not totally dark, it still has light along the road. He was walking along the beach with you. You talked about how fun it was and how cool his friends were. He chuckled with every word you said. “So, I hope it will be one of your best memories of traveling here.” Johnny looked at you while your hair was flowing because of the wind. “It definitely is... thank you, Johnny... you really made my vacation so special.” Johnny nodded and smiled. “No problem. You deserve it.” You smiled and looked over the sea, thinking about tomorrow. You had to leave very early and you didn't think that you would see him again. “What time will you leave tomorrow?” Johnny interrupted your thoughts. “6am. I don't want to leave.” You sighed. “I wish you could stay here forever too.” That moment your heart was beating so fast. His voice, his words and the atmosphere. As if he was about to say something and you didn't want to ask him either. If he wanted he would. “I will come. Tomorrow. 6am to send you.” You raised your eyebrows immediately. Gosh, you thought this was gonna be the last time you saw him. You flashed a happy face to him. “Thank you, Johnny. It's kind of weird that I just know you for a day but... you know I feel comfortable around you and... I feel like I could talk about anything with you.” Johnny chuckled and looked at the sand that was stepped by our feet. “I feel that way too. I'm glad I know you.” And you said back immediately. “I'm glad that you said ‘hi’ to me.” You both laughed. “I saw you glanced at me... maybe you just wanted to talk?” You were caught off guard. He noticed that you actually glanced at him tome to time while he was surfing. “There was nobody there except a guy surfing. You can't blame me.” You both laughed out loud. “Sure. I can't blame you for looking at this good surfing man.” You just shook your head and shrugged your shoulders. “Don't stop alright?” He's confused. “Stop what?” “Surfing. You seem... very happy and– very concentrated while surfing. It is like you are in your own world. I think surfing really matches you.” Johnny nodded and smiled. “Sure. I will keep that in mind.”

You both finally arrived at the front of your hotel. You turn around to see him again before walking into the building. “Good night, Johnny.” He sighed and smiled at you. “Good night, y/n. See you tomorrow.” You smiled back and walked into the building, you walked and turn back and walked again. Johnny laughed at your actions. He waited for you until the elevator's doors closed and gave you a smile as you did the same then he finally turned around and walked away.

...

The next morning at 5:45am. You were waiting your parents and your brother to put the luggage into the car. You said to them that you wanted to see the beach for the last time and you would be back by 6am.

You ran across the road, down to the beach, looking around hoping to see him sitting somewhere waiting for you but there was no sign of him at all. You waited and waited and waited... 5:48... 5:54... 5:58... 6:00... he didn't come as he said... as if it was all just a dream you had last night. As if it wasn't real. As if it hadn't happened... you lost in your thoughts while turning around to find him every direction. There was no one, only the sea and you.

You gave up and left.

...

July 17, 1991

I met a guy on the vacation... five days ago on 12th July at Latigo beach. He was a cool guy I met on the last day of my vacation. We talked and had a lot of fun there... he has pretty brown eyes and beautiful hair. I need to write about him before all the memories are gone. I don't want to forget about him. He's the most handsome guy with the most precious soul I have ever met. When he was in the sea, surfing was so amazing. Him and surfing was a bond. All of his friends were nice to me and they had their amazing goals. I wish he still thinks about me honestly even I am not that pretty but he really gets my heart. I can't forget him and I will never forget... but why? Why didn't you come? Why didn't you send me? Why? Why Johnny...? I waited but you didn't come... you didn't...

You close your diary and smile to yourself in tears. Nothing you can do except the memories that have left in your mind. You will never be able to forget him. His smile, his eyes and his spirit. You don't think you will ever find anyone like him anymore. You wish you could go back in that time to see him again, to start it all over again.

How is he now? What is he doing? Is he still live in California? Does he still remember you? These thoughts don't stop coming across your mind. All you can do is imagine, imagine that he is alright, he is still surfing, he is still in California and he is still remember you. And you will never know that your imaginations are true or not...

END (Don't be sad I still have end credits down below)

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Fun facts: you can skip this part lol. It's not necessary.

The diary part was inspired from my own diary that I wrote about a foreign man I met a year ago at a beach. This is the actual text: Monday, 17 July 2023 I'mma talk about my vacation boy that I met him on 12 July at ____ beach. Damn, he's my type. We accidentally made eye contact two times. He has tanned skin and pretty face. I can't remember him now omg and I have short sighted and that's fucking bad. I couldn't see him clearly. I just know that he's the most handsome boy that I've ever met on this trip. He was in the sea with an old man (his father?) I actually think he has a brother too. I just realized that these two boys were the boys that I adored when I first got to this beach before finding other beaches to swim on this island. Wish he still remembers me. Honestly, I'm not that pretty but he got my heart. I can't get him out of my mind, almost two fucking days now. Author's Note: It's really cringe but I think it's funny so I would like to share with you lol.

I love writing diary because I always forget get things so I think it's nice if I just write them down

I really have a box full of stuff, post card, and letters from my friends. I love collecting them.

My father actually loves Hotel California by Eagles and I do love California too, one of the places that I would like to live.

I wish I had an older brother 😭

Someone told me that being an only child means you have to be good at everything. It used to encourage me but at some point I felt like I'm just a girl you know I can't be good at everything. What are you expecting from me??? It's like the only child/ the oldest child thing if you know you know.

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End credit? YES.

“Jesus! What time is it??” Johnny shouted at one of his colleagues. “It's only 7am, dude.” It pissed him off. “Fuck!” He had an urgent case this morning at 4:30am. He needed to come to the office and worked on it until the time flew so fast that he didn't notice it at first. “Why you look so hurry, man?" The guy spoke calmly to him. “I gotta go.” He grabbed his things, rushing out of the door and left the office immediately. He got the urgent case and he didn't come to surf this morning like usual. Today is also the day you left and he planned to come and sent you. He didn't even give you his contact which was the worst mistake he ever made.

It was raining when he arrived at the beach, running down the stairs and you weren't there. He looked around hoping that you might still here, sitting somewhere at the beach but then he realized that it was impossible. You were actually gone and gone forever... he looked around with tears in his eyes, trying to find you. Then, he realized that he will never see you again. The most beautiful woman with the most lovely soul he had ever met. Your laugh, your eyes, your face, your lips, everything about you is breathtaking and he will never forget those things no matter how many years will pass. This beautiful soul will be kept in his heart forever...

END (I think the end credits made it sadder.)

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Tickles In The Sand

Johnny Utah x Reader

Summary: Reader tickles the truth out of Utah

Warnings: none

Words: 1.3K

Floating with your legs half submerged underwater, you were looking at the horizon anticipating another great wave. “One more and that’s it, okay? I’m freezing.” You turned to Johnny, who was right beside you resting on his board, giving you a thumbs-up. His dark hair was wet-sticking to his skin, funnily framing his face, and he had the widest grin, forcing you to smile back at him.

“Utah!!” You both turned around to see Bodhi, raising his hand and greeting you. “That was some skill you showed yesterday!” he shouted with his friends nodding in agreement. “Everyone’s impressed!”

The second you realized Johnny had told you he was working the previous night, your lips quivered and a grunt of disappointment escaped your lungs. “What is he talking about?” You turned back to Johnny arching your brow.

“No idea,” he gave you an innocent smile, and with his board pressed to his belly, he was beginning to rapidly paddle away. “Let’s catch this wave, then we can talk.”

You were about to ask him again, but as Johnny saw your pouting face, he kept getting farther away. Part of you wanted to go and catch him, but you didn’t want to waste a great wave, your last one for today.

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You and Johnny were both exhausted reaching the shore, but more than anything, you were angry and upset with him keeping things away from you.

Sticking your board in the sand, you noticed that Johnny wasn’t right behind you anymore, and you turned around looking for him. Not surprisingly, he was talking to Bodhi again... Sometimes it seemed that Johnny was more interested in him, than he was into you. ‘It’s just for the case’ he would always assure.

Trying your best to stay calm, you were working on your wetsuit, reminding yourself how much you trusted Johnny and thinking what that cocky bastard could have been doing yesterday.

“Sorry for the delay, babe.” He came back with a smack on your ass, resting his board next to yours. You were mad as hell, but your plan was to play it cool, and get him when he wasn’t expecting that.

“You didn’t seem too sorry flirting with your new boyfriend back there, babe,” you smiled mockingly, letting your hair go. Slowly, you walked around to stand behind his shoulders, whispering to his ear. “I bet you two shared some really nice time yesterday…”

“Wow, so funny,” Johnny turned his head to the side, trying to show you his unimpressed face.

“About yesterday…” You gripped his zipper lace. “You said you had to stay at the office, paperwork and stuff…” Slowly you were pulling it down, exposing his damp skin little by little, running your thumb along his spine.

“Mhm, that’s right,” Johnny’s voice gave away that he knew you weren’t buying it, but he was probably still hoping to get away.

“So what? Is Bodhi like your new colleague or something?” You got back closer to his ear, one hand pulling the zipper further, another sliding under the fabric and uncovering his shoulder blade. He laughed at your words, but no other lie was thrown your way, Johnny knew you had caught him, yet he was unwilling to explain. “Seriously, tell me. This is your last chance,” your voice got stricter, as you were pulling his hands out of the suit, leaving him standing covered just below the waist.

“Or what?” Johnny teased, and it was the final thread completely unleashing you. You were gently rubbing his shoulders, melting him under your touch, until Utah became unaware of your fingertips swiftly traveling to his ribs. Pinching slightly, you made him shriek and jump in his place, as you kept on running your digits along his ridges.

“What was that for?” He squeezed his elbows to his sides, turning around to face you, curling his lips.

“Oh, don’t play stupid, Johnny.” You attacked him again, pushing your hands through his muscular arms, willing to tickle him once more. Johnny was slowly walking backwards, trying to escape your attack, but something had caught his feet and he fell, dragging you together down to the sand.

You ended up on top of him, with his torso perfectly exposed for another wave of playful tickles, which seemed to be getting unbearable for him. You knew Johnny was strong enough to push you away, but he didn’t fight you, all he did was trying to cover himself. It was until you got really feisty with your fingertips, and he had no choice but raise his hips, shaking you off of his waist.

From all the movement his suit got even lower, opening an easy access to his hips, one of his most ticklish places. With a feathery touch, you ran your fingers along his hipbone, making him almost immediately come clean. “Ok, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was with him. Just please stop!” he laughed and screamed.

“And you didn’t tell me because…?” you placed your palm on his belly, staring with a threatening look. Johnny  knew you were ready to resume any second.

“Just don’t be mad, okay?” He put his hand onto yours, trying to keep it steady in place, in case you came up with any new maneuvers.

“I’m already mad,” you faked a frown, trying to correspond with your words. Honestly, you were holding back the giggles, surprised by how easily you managed to turn Johnny into a squealing mess.

“We went surfing…” he admitted silently, dragging your stacked hands up to his chest, as he was raising another one, tucking your wet, sand crumbled hair behind your ear. “I’m sorry.”

“During the storm? Are you insane?” All the giggles disappeared from your mind, and you were both, angry and concerned. The frown was real now. “You said you wouldn’t…” a sigh left your throat, as you were about to get up leaving him alone on the sand. But his hands caught your hips, pushing you back down, and you ended up back on your side, leaning on your elbow next to him.

“Johnny, you know how much I worry…” You sighed again looking at him, his eyes begging for forgiveness. You knew exactly why he did that, after all, you were a surfer yourself, except you were smart enough to not risk it too much.

“That’s why I didn’t tell you,” Johnny smiled, brushing the sand off of your cheek. You could see he was honestly sorry, he was just really bad at expressing that.

“No, you really are an idiot! It’s not how it works, dummy…” No matter how much you wanted to hate him, his smile would always soften your heart, making you forgive all of his foolishness. “What if something had happened to you?”

“But it didn’t,” he cut you off. “And I won’t do it again, I’m really sorry.” He placed a small peck to your cheek, pulling away to look you in the eye, searching for any sign of forgiveness.

“And you have no idea how scared I was,” Johnny chuckled. “My legs were shaking, I could barely stand up on my board.”

“Good, so it was a lesson learned,” you snugged into his lips, trailing kisses down his jaw. As you were reaching further, your frisky spirit kicked back in, and you exhaled right into the crook of his neck, making him shrug and yelp. It didn’t stop you from going down to his chest, then lowering to his torso and nibbling on his skin along the way.

“Babe, I told you everything, I apologize, stop!” Johnny was trying to push you away, as you were blowing air into his belly button, making him flex his abdomen tight. 

“Investigation is over, time for your punishment!” You smirked, looking at Johnny with your fiery eyes, pressing his wrists to the sand.

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Pairing: Johnny Utah x Reader.

Warnings: Language, virginity lost, angst, smut.

Request: Hi yes, I was wondering if you could write Johnny Utah smut if that’s possible? Xo

Summary: You were discovering your sexual life when you met him; you were shy and insecure, but he was glad to help.

You called him Jo, and he absolutely hated it.

He had always been there, ever since your brother brought him home and introduced him as his best friend. You’ve known Johnny from the days he was a quarterback punk, to the day he became an FBI agent.

But you saw him no more.

Your brother said he’d come back for his birthday, but then he said he’d be back for your birthday; he changed it to Christmas, New Year, Prom, your Graduation, his degree and on and on. You finally moved to College and Johnny Utah was rightfully out of your life.

Jo was unpredictable; he used to play fiercely with your brother when they were kids, but he’d always treat you like a queen. When you were old enough, he’d be your date to the school dances, and he’d scare any guy who dared to lay an eye on you. He became your first kiss when you turned fourteen, he held your hand when you watched horror movies with them and he’d cuddle you on cold nights.

So it was surprising that he didn’t cross your mind, not even once when your first boyfriend arrived. You were in college and he was in the same faculty as you were; both in your third year.

His name didn’t matter, his experience did. He didn’t pressure you to anything, but he didn’t wait for you either. You never thought about your lack of romantic life until he started it; you never thought about sex either, until he left you because you were (in his words) a “prude” who’d never have sex with him.

It hurt at first because you thought about the good things on your relationship; he was funny and bold, and always took you out of your comfort zone, but later on, it became a curious need on the back of your mind.

What was so good about sex, anyway?

Your curiosity couldn’t get what it wanted right away, though; you came back home for Christmas and it became difficult to get laid. There was no comprehension of what it could possibly feel like to have sex, but you knew you’d understand it the moment you did it.

The day before New Year’s Eve, in the very comfortable bed of a guy you just met, your doings were interrupted by the ringing of your phone. You didn’t even realize you brought your phone until the guy, ready to stuff you like a Thanksgiving Turkey, grumbled and asked you to please pick it up.

“Hello...?” you softly called. Your brother giggled on the other line, making you roll your eyes. “You know, asshole, I’m a bit busy, so...”

“No! [Name]! Wait, wait! I have really big news to tell you!”

You gave the stranger an apologetic look and he just huffed, starting to play with the edges of your panties. Humming, you let your brother know to proceed.

“Johnny came back!” And then another giggle was heard in the background, and your heart did a backflip you weren’t ready to. You gasped, pushed the guy aside and started dressing up. “Where are you, anyway? Do you need me to pick you up?”

Zipping your dress up, you waved goodbye to the, now confused, man. He seemed near to yelling at you, but you were quicker and left his apartment in around thirty seconds. “Nope, I’m like five minutes walking...”

“It’s late” you heard Jo’s voice remark. Your brother agreed instantly.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! For what I recall, I am the girl who survived the rest of High School without two big assholes looking after her.” The two men seemed silent on the other line “Besides, I’m walking on a good place of the neighborhood, I’ll be there right away. Love ya’.”

And you hung up, taking the elevator. Its mirror gave you a mild confidence; since when did you become such a hottie? Your lips were swollen in the best way after the heavy makeout, your bra lace peaked on the cleavage of your dress and your hair rebelled up before you. What should be looking vulgar, was actually giving you some sort of self-esteem bust-up and dominance.

The walk home would have been silent if it wasn’t for your excited humming and the soft tapping of your heels. Fortunately, the streets weren’t lonely, and the people you encountered would either stare at you with an empathetic smile or just wonder how someone could represent such happy body language.

Before entering, you readjusted your cleavage and tied your hair in a high ponytail, not wanting your parents to assume anything (even if they would be right). Breath in, breath out and you stepped into the house.

It was little to say that Jonathan hugged you like his life depended on you because when he saw you, you stopped standing on the ground and he spent at least five minutes spinning you around.

“How’s my little peachmuffin?” Spin “How’s my babygirl?” Spin. “...My princess?” Spin. “...My darling?” Spin. “...My sunshine?” SPIN. “GOD, I MISSED YOU!”

You stumbled back on your feet and giggled. He was taller, bulkier and much, much prettier than when he left. Something in his eyes told you that he had been through a lot, but that he was the same soft boy that left you.

“What have you been up to, little lady?” he inquired, caressing your hair exactly the way you hated. “You look... Grown”

“That’s because I’m 22, you ass.”

He smirked and pinched your cheek like he used to do whenever he had new stuff to bother you with.

“You’re still the bratty little sister of my best friend...” was his clever answer, but once your brother wasn’t looking he leaned in to whisper lowly “That never stopped us before, did it?”

A gasp fell from your lips and you were about to smack him when the other grown-ass boy took Johnny by the wrist and brought him to his side to tell him about another new girl he just fucked. That’s how you were left alone for the rest of the night, having to send him hateful glares and frowns so he wouldn’t think you were delighted by his words.

Since when was he a fuckboy? Since when did he listen to your brother talk about his girls? Since when did he have the right to flirt with you? SINCE WHEN DID YOU GUYS DO ANYTHING BESIDES...?! Okay, you had kissed... BUT THOSE WERE PECKS! He said it as if you basically fucked in a bathroom stall!

After dinner, you left for your room and grumbled freely about his boldness; yes, he was pretty! Yes, he used to be a gentleman! Yes, he was really clever and was always protecting you! But did any of that give him the right to insinuate things?! NO! Did it give him the right to claim your heart?! MAYBE SO.

A knock on your door stopped your walking around. Doubtful, you ran back to your bed and buried yourself between the sheets like a little kid. Was it him? It probably was... He was the only one in the house who knocked before entering...

“[Name]...?” his voice filled the room as he entered. You shrank inside the small fort and almost saw the way he smiled tenderly “[Name], hey...” the boy chuckled, closing the door behind him. “C’mon, let’s talk. I haven’t seen you in a really long time...”

“Just because that’s what you chose...” you dared to speak. “You preferred working before coming to see us, you completely forgot about us! About me...”

A disbelieved exhale left him, and he immediately ordered you to look at him; of course, he’d think you were being unfair, he didn’t know all the shit you had to go through without him! “Baby, at least move aside so we can have a real talk.”

“No, don’t wanna’” you pouted. His hands easily found your sides and, picking you up, he gave himself some space in the bed. “That’s unfair...”

“Life is not fair.”

You immediately rolled your eyes and he chuckled once again; his long arms tried not to crush you as he embraced your body sweetly.

“You know if you came here to talk to me about how life is not always like you want it to and all that, I will kick you out of my room.”

“I actually came here to talk to you about how much I’ve been wanting to kiss your lips ever since I left Ohio” he mumbled, more to himself than to you, but you heard him either way.

“Oh, I bet you say that to...”

“No, I don’t.” he interrupted. “I wouldn’t use my cliché pick-up lines on someone as important as you are, [Name]. I’ve liked you since I was like seventeen...”

Wondering how it’d feel like you leaned in to kiss him. A sigh left his lips and his thumb found your cheekbone. You were always a good kisser, he knew that, but did you know that he loved the feeling of your breathing against his cheek as he intruded your mouth with his tongue?

Things didn’t go soft and gentle; they didn’t go the way he expected. He had you whimpering against his fingers and he didn’t even know when his hand traveled all the way from your hip to your panties. He put them aside and you tangled your arms around his neck.

“Fuck, peachmuffin, you’re so wet...”

“Please don’t call me ‘peachmuffin’ while you’re fingering me...”

A second finger made its way into you. You let out a gasp, your eyes rolling back and his lips encountering your jaw. He started stretching you out slowly, suppressing the need of wrecking you against the mattress; he somewhat suspected that you were a virgin, but the good time he was spending had him contradicting his first intentions.

“I really wanted to come here and cuddle you...” he confessed breathless, hiding his face on your shoulder. “I really don’t want you to think this was my plan all along... If you want to, we could stop.”

“I don’t want to stop. Is that okay with you?” you rasped out: “This... T-this feels really well and you have to... I need you to keep going...”

His fingers curled inside you and your back arched unconsciously against his chest. Johnny backed away from your neck to admire the reactions you made, starting to need something to bust up his ego.

Then, your beautiful eyes were surrounded by your tears and he felt selfish for not wanting you to cum around his fingers. He wanted to feel your walls clench around his cock, he wanted it to be the owner of your first orgasm.

“[Name], princess... Can I...?”

You barely contained your excitement when your hands traveled to his crotch, wanting nothing else but to feel his size. His member throbbed into your palm and your mouth watered.

He unzipped his jeans and pulled down from the waistband of his boxers, his dick slapping against his stomach with a seemingly hurtful force. His pained face almost made you laugh but his hand pumped on it, and the beautiful sound he made was enough to make you open your legs just a bit more.

“Can I please fuck you, my love?” he asked with trembling lips. You nodded, opening your mouth to create a verbal response, but just ending up leaning in to kiss him. “I adore you, sunshine.”

The tip of his cock pressed against your slick pussy, his hands coming to maintain your hips in place as he pushed himself inside. You gasped, trying your best to get used to his size, his hips finally resting on yours

“Does it hurt?”

“J-just a little bit...”

Johnny took his time on you, not wanting to move until you were completely sure you wanted him to. His eyes admired your rolled-up shirt, your flushed skin, the way you squeezed your eyes shut so you could avoid eye contact.

“Can I take your panties off? They’re kind of digging into my dick and...”

“Yes, Jo, you can.”

He went out of you with a deliciously slow move, his fingers hooked on the lace to slip it down your legs. A chocked moan fell from John when the view hit him; he teased your swollen clit with his tip and a sweet mewl was shot by your plump lips.

As he directed himself into your entrance once more, he raised one of your legs to support your knee on his shoulder. That was enough of a warning for you to firmly believe he wouldn’t go as gentle as he did before.

“Jo...” you called out with an embarrassingly needy tone. “I’ve... I’m not used to... I really need you to go soft on me...”

His eyes widened and pounding his tip into you, his thumb pressed into your bottom lip. He leaned in to leave a soft peck on it and whispered:

“I know, baby, I’m not going rough on you.”

His skin met yours once more and he couldn’t leave his moaning for himself; he wanted you to whimper and want him just as much as he wanted you. When you asked him to move, his fingers gave the bund of nerves teasing attention.

“I love you, I love you, I love you...” he whimpered, snapping his hips; delving into you mercilessly but with enough gentleness to not overwhelm you “Oh, darling, I love you.”

His fingers started to pinch on your clit as he tried to give you enough pleasure to resemble his, but when you tightened around him a loud satisfied moan echoed into the walls and your orgasm crashed into his.

He got out of you quickly, spilling himself on your stomach and panting against your chest. John’s fingers found your entrance, pounding into you roughly to milk your orgasm. You couldn’t help but tremble until you were finished, every inch of your body exhausted and sensitive.

“I...” he inhaled sharply, trying to find the strength to talk “I didn’t come to do this, but I really, really do love you.”

You smiled lazily, rolling on to his side to rest your head on his chest and hear his heartbeat slow down.

“I think I kinda... love you too.”

[prick-o]

Heyy🦴

I was wondering if you could make headcanons for Captain with a S/O who loves horror movie & crue crime😫

definitely!!! sorry been hella busy lately

also i never got into tc but i like horror movies

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Captain probably also likes really stupid horror movies like final destination

but he never really delved into GOOD good horror

he watched Midsommar and was really confused by the ending

he listens to u talk ab horror movies and true crime shit

teasingly tries to get Steve to watch horror movies and he always says no

heated fights w sniper ab midsommar vs hereditary

definitely tries to talk like Red from Us

when you watch a really good horror movie captain will ask questions ab it

captain jump scares u sometimes

captain also DEFINITELY likes the Saw movies and he always thinks ab which traps he’d survive

kinda talks over movies but u still like him

watches criminal minds w u

that’s all i can think of! hope you like it :)))

[ladyreapermc]

Hi! Can I please request lazy kisses with Johnny Utah? Thank you!

Mornings with Johnny were always the same.

He would be up ungodly early to go surfing, pressing a goodbye kiss on your forehead as he was walking out. Not that you were all that conscious to notice or reply to it.

Johnny would come back after a couple of hours, skin still damp, smelling of ocean salt just as you finishing breakfast, kiss you on the cheek as he grabbed his favorite mug and fill it with freshly brewed coffee and the two of you would eat together, chatting about inane things.

Afterward, the two of you would shower together even though if it meant taking longer to finish because you two always ended up wrapped in each other, kissing slowly under the warm spray until one of you recovered their senses and finally got out to get dressed.

On the weekends, especially Sundays, Johnny would drag you back to bed and you two would cuddle together and kissing oh slowly, tongues sliding against one another, tasting of coffee and sugar and each other.

Lips sometimes traveling over jaws and necks, pressing quick butterfly kisses that made the other giggle or sigh in contentment. More often than not, you two ended up falling asleep again like that, cocooned in the warmth of the other’s body, safe and undisturbed by the world outside.

Those mornings always felt like heaven.

[fanficsrusz]

Beach Fun - Johnny Utah oneshot

A/n: requested by anon and its just a fluffy fic. Its sunday and im relaxing so its not got a lot of detail. Kinda wish this turnt into a smut but anon wanted fluff so i delivered 😊😊

Summary: y/n and johnny spend a day at the beach where Johnny tries to teach reader how to surf.

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y/n smiled as she stepped onto the beach. The feeling of the warm sand under her feet calmed her and the sun on her face excited her. It had been so long since she was able to enjoy the beach. 

The car door behind her slammed behind her but y/n ignored it, too excited about jumping into the cool water. 

It was only when she felt a presence next to her that she opened her eyes. 

Y/n turned to her boyfriend, johnny and smiled. It was their first day off in God knows how long and johnny had promised her that he would teach her how to surf. "im so excited" y/n exhaled as she walked with johnny back to the car, grabbing the surf boards out of the boot. 

Johnny laughed at his girlfriends eagerness. "babe you only learnt how to swim last month, i can't believe you want to learn how to surf. Honestly i don't think you're ready" he watched as y/n stopped what she was doing and pouted at him. That was how she got whatever she wanted, she knew he couldn't resist her and she used it to advantage. "oh my God fine. You're ready" he laughed and watched as she smiled once again.

Y/n began to walk off dragging the board behind her and johnny watched as she moved to set up a spot on the beach for them. 

He continued to gather the last few items from the car before turning to face y/n. 

He stopped suddenly, his mouth going dry as he tried to swallow the lump that formed. 

Y/n stood in the middle of the beach as she pulled her t-shirt over head and her shorts down, leaving her in a simple black halter neck bikini. It was so simple, yet she still managed to look sexy. Johnny gulped and tried to hide the bulge in his pants as he made his way other. He couldn't help the smile that happened just by looking at the Goddess in front of him. 

Y/n turned around just as Johnny approached. "umm excuse me have you seen my girlfriend? This is our stuff here but all i see if you, a sexy, hot, beautiful woman" he dropped the board to the floor and pulled her closer with each word he spoke. Y/n laughed as she hooked her arms around his neck, a playful smirk across her face. "I don't know where she is, but im sure she wouldn't mind if i looked after you instead" she moved her hand up and cupped his face before bringing him down to kiss him. Their lips moved against each other, slow and tender. Johnny's hand dropped to her bare waist as he pulled her closer, hoping the kiss would never end. 

To his dismay, the kiss was short lived as a child ran past shouting a loud "ewwww" followed by the child's mother shushing him. This caused the pair to pull apart and laugh at the child's actions. 

Johnny looked into y/n's eyes, losing himself in her y/e/c eyes. The sun bounced off her y/h/c hair, creating a sort of halo effect around her; she was truly an angel.

" how did I ever get so lucky to have you?" he smiled as he kissed her again and she just slapped his chest playfully. "stop it. Go get changed so you can teach me how to surf" she pushed him away as she watched him walk towards the changing rooms, he took a quick look behind him before he disappeared. 

Y/n laughed as she sat down on the towel she spread out. She began to apply sun cream onto her body just as someone blocked the sun out. 

"that was quick" she looked up assuming it was johnny but was shocked to see another guy stood over her smirking. "hey little thing. I can help you with that" he was so smug with the way he talked it made y/n gag. He was short, bald and older than her father. 

She leaned back to peer around his as she saw Johnny walking back now dressed in his swim shorts. She smirked as her boyfriend stood behind the man. "no im good. Oh hi babe" y/n jumped up quickly and ran to hug Johnny. Johnny smiled at the girl, pulling her to his side protectively as he turned to face the stranger. Johnny loomed over him, the height and size difference evident. He shot daggers at the strange man and the man held his hand up, not wanting to start a fight. "sorry bro, didn't know she was taken. You're a lucky man" y/n couldn't help but laugh as the guy walked away, his tail between his legs. 

"I can't leave you alone for 2 minutes without some sleaze ball hitting on you can i" johnny joked and y/n just laughed "hey don't pretend that you haven't noticed the group of girls over there ogling you the whole time you've been here" she gestured to a group of 5 teenage girls who were looking and giggling. Johnny blushed and kissed the girl quickly before pulling her to the water. "well let's get in the water before anyone tries to break us up".

 Y/n pulled her arm back and crossed them sheepishly across her chest. Johnny turned to her, a confused look on his face. "what?" he asked confused as to why y/n didn't follow him. She shrugged and looked around quickly before her eyes caught sight of the sun cream. Quickly she picked it up and held it out to him. "you haven't put on sun cream yet" she said quickly, Johnny threw his head back in laughter. 

He knew exactly what she was doing and so he walked over to her, looking down at her before placing his hands on her shoulders.

 "you are not backing out of this. You've been pestering me for weeks to teach you how to surf and you're getting in the water whether you want to or not" y/n stepped back and johnny followed her movements without hesitation. "I was just thini- ahhh Johnny" y/n was pulled off her feet as Johnny picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN" she laughed as she hit his back and johnny just shook his head. "nope. You're going in the water". Within seconds y/n was flying through the air as he threw her in the sea.

 "I am so getting you back for this" the girl spat as she stood from the water, her hair now drenched. Johnny laughed as he started to walk back to get y/n's surfboard.

 "you can get me later now let's surf" 

Johnny pulled the board over to the girl and instructed her on what to do. "ok so first you need to get on it" he held it still and patted the board. Y/n stared at it before making her way over and climbing onto it with the help of Johnny of course. After a good 5 minutes of her trying to keep her balance, she finally sat still on the board. 

"good. Now stand up" she looked at him as if he just told her he had three heads. "what? How can i stand?" Johnny looked up at her and smiled "you need to stand up if you want to surf babe" y/n groaned and moved to stand. Her legs wobbled as she moved to a crouching position and slowly stood, her arms extended and her body rocked side to side and soon she stood.

 Laughing with glee she looked at Johnny who held the board still. "ha i'm doing it" Johnny let go of the board to clap slowly "well done. You just need to learn now to actually surf now but you're doing great".

He had spoken to soon because the second he let go, a small wave came along knocking y/n of the board. With a small yelp, y/n fell backwards into the water. Johnny just laughed as he watched the girl surface from the water. 

"you think this is funny?" she asked as she moved the board to the side, creating a path towards a still laughing Johnny. "y/n its fucking hilarious" he continued to laugh and y/n swam closer to him. 

When she reached him she stroked his face and kissed him. He stopped laughing as her lips locked onto his, he could taste the ocean water on her lips as she deepened the kiss. She moved her hand down his chest and into his pants causing Johnny to let out a moan. He pulled away and looked at her with lust filled eyes. 

He was so glad that the beach was practically empty now. "I've had dreams like this y/n" he said darkly and moved to kiss her again as he became hard in her hand. "take your trunks off" she whispered into his ear and without questioning it he took them off. He moved to kiss her again but she suddenly pushed him away, beginning to swim towards the beach and johnny looked at her confused.

When she reached the water's edge she turned back and held his shorts up in one hand before she shouted at him. 

"TOLD YOU I WOULD GET YOU BACK" Johnny realised the game she was playing with him and moved to cover himself with his hands as he awkwardly swam closer to where she stood. 

"y/n babe. I love you so much but you're an evil evil girl" he chuckled and y/n watched as he looked around. "you're not going to give them back to me are you?" he asked sounding defeated and y/n shook her head "nope" she popped the P and watched on as Johnny made an awkward dash towards the towels.

She fell to the floor laughing as Johnny quickly covered himself in a towel, earning himself a few wolf whistles from the group of girls from earlier. 

Y/n made her way back over to him and hugged him. "I love you too" she said sitting next to him. Johnny laid down and y/n handed his shorts back to him as she laid her head on his chest. "at least I stood up on the board" she said proudly Johnny snorted "yhh for a whole 3 seconds y/n" they both laughed. 

Y/n kissed him quickly before standing up, extending a hand to Johnny. The sun had officially set and it the air had become cold. "come on let's go home" she said as she helped him up. He leaned down to her ear and whispered sweetly to her. "when we get home, we are going to shower and you will finish what you started" he walked off in front and y/n laughed running after him. She slapped him butt jokingly as she ran past causing johnny to chase her all the way back to the car. She would be in for it that night.

The end

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Drabbles

Hey loves! I haven’t posted a fic in a while and I’ve been feeling guilty about it. I really want to get back into writing again and thought doing drabbles could help.

For this, I’m taking requests for the following:

Keanu Reeves

John Wick

Johnny Utah

Jack Traven

John Constantine

Under the cut is a list of fluff, angst, and smut prompts. Feel free to send me a number (or a combo if you wish) and a character thru ask/DM and I’ll come up with a quick little story ❤️

Update: Requests are closed for now. Thank you for your submissions!

Fluff:

1 - “I love you. I hope you know that.” 2 - “I bought this because I thought you’d like it.” 3 - “I just feel safe with you. Like nothing bad can happen.” 4 - “You’re adorable, and I can’t believe I have you all to myself.” 5 - “Are you warm enough? “ 6 - “I don’t like when you say things like that. To me, you’re perfect.” 7 - “I like it when you say my name.” 8 - “I care about you. I’ve always cared about you.” 9 - “You’re soft and warm and I don’t want you to move.” 10 - “I love kissing you.” 11 - “I’m just glad you’re safe. I wouldn’t know what to do if I lost you.” 12 - “Welcome home.” 13 - “God, you’re so beautiful.” 14 - “You make me want to become a better person.” 15 - “She’s/he’s not my boyfriend!” 16 - “I always want to kiss you.” 17 - “I’m really lucky to have you.” 18 - “I think it’s adorable how easily you blush.” 19 - “I just want to take care of you.” 20 - “Don’t tell me not to worry, because I’m going to do that anyway.” 21 - “I made you some breakfast.” 22 - “If you’re so cold, why didn’t you say something? Come here.” 23 - “I guess time flies when you’re with somebody you love.” 24 - “I never want you to think you’re anything less than my top priority.” 25 - “You look really cute in that.”

Angst:

26 - “No, I don’t want to say goodbye. Not now.” 27- “I think I might be better off without you.” 28- “Don’t tell me what to do.” 29- “I don’t want to do this without you.” 30- “I thought we were friends.” 31- “Stop yelling and listen for a second.” 32- “What you did what stupid and dangerous and scared the hell out of me.” 33- “I just want you to be safe. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you.” 34- “Please, just…be safe. Come back to me.” 35- “Why didn’t you tell me? I thought you trusted me.” 36- “Don’t cry. Everything’s going to be okay.” 37- “Who did this? Who hurt you?” 38- “I love you, not them.” 39- “Am I not good enough?” / “I’m not good enough.” 40- “I’m so, so sorry.” 41- “This is all your fault.” 42- “But I only just got home.” 43- “Don’t say that. You’re going to be okay.” 44- “Please don’t leave.” 45- “I know you didn’t mean it, but it still hurt.” 46- “I wish I didn’t have these feelings, but I do.” 47- “Why would you think something like that?” 48- “Look me in the eye and tell me you love me.” 49- “I thought I’d never see you again.” 50- “You can’t just leave like this.”

Smut:

51- “I missed you so much.” 52- “Like what you see?” 53- “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” 54- “You’re so perfect. And I’m so fucking lucky.” 55- “Try to stay quiet, understand?” 56- “We’re in public, you know.” 57- “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.” 58- “Don’t be so rough. There can’t be any marks.” 59- “Don’t smile at me like that. You know it drives me crazy.” 60- “I like it when you say my name like that.” 61- “I heard shower sex is dangerous, but right now, I’m willing to take the risk.” 62- “I really don’t care. You still look hot and I’m trying not to kiss you senseless right now.” 63- “You’re so much fun to touch.” 64 - “Can I at least take my shoes off before you pounce on me?” 65- “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.” 66- “No, I’m supposed to be making you feel good.” 67- “Oh my God, do that again.” 68- “You can be wearing a trashbag, and I’d still want you.” 69- “I thought maybe we can do a little more than just kissing.” 70- “I’m going to be late because you can’t keep it in your pants.”

*** Prompt Source (credit goes to OP)

[fics-not-tragedies]

Oneshots masterlist

💦 smut | 🌻 fluff | 🔪 stab-in-the-back-angst | 💧 cry-baby-angst | 🩸 bloody-hell | 🔥 hellish fire | 👌🏻 personal favorite | 👏🏻 readers favorite | 📛 trigger warning | ❗ AU |

Loaded like a weapon  🌻💦👏🏻

(John Wick) Being the Sommelier at The Continental was never an easy job, but when John Wick himself arrives at The Armory before his new job, you try your very best to please him with the new weapons.

Sharpen your knife 💦👏🏻

(John Wick; sequel to “Loaded like a weapon”; knife play, dirty talk) Your knowledge of weapons is a huge turn on for John and things gets heated.

In the heat of the morning  |  In the heat of the morning: Part 2 💦

(John Wick; shower sex, just loads of sex) With his strict morning routine you decide to disturb John’s hot shower and make things even more steamy.

Stop making the eyes at me 🌻💧

(Keanu Reeves) Knowing Keanu for few years made falling in love with him easier. Being afraid of showing your feelings made not a single thing easier.

Spend the evening with me 💦👏🏻

(Keanu Reeves; sequel to “Stop making the eyes at me”; first time) After few months of dating you spend your evening at Keanu’s place. He cooks a lovely dinner for you two and after it you decide that it’s the right moment to take things between you two on another level.

Taxi ride home 💦👌🏻

(John Wick; sex in a taxi) After you wait for him at the airport to pick him up from his flight back home, things turn rather steamy in the taxi as you two are riding to your house.

My baby always threatens to leave  🔪💧

(John Wick) John tends to take too many contracts, he’s away for most of the time. He’s a workaholic, but he fails to admit that. After he’s back home from one of the jobs you threaten to leave him if he doesn’t “take it easy” on the work.

Trouble written in dirt on her knees  💦👌🏻

(John Wick; in which you’re an assassin too) John finds you in some party place in short dress and scraped knees. A false assumption follows.

Wake up in the mood 💦

(Keanu Reeves) You wake up from a naughty dream next to Keanu and he starts to tease you about it.

If you found this is probably too late  💧

(John Wick; sequel to “My baby always threatens to leave”) He crossed the line and you decide to leave him.

Is forever for you? 🌻 💧

(Keanu Reeves) You and Keanu are together for a long time, but due to your non matching schedules you feel like you’re growing apart.

Read a book (or two) 🌻👌🏻

(John Wick) You work in a bookstore and one time a handsome stranger stops by it to look for new read.

It feels good to be alone with you 💦🌻👌🏻

(young!Keanu Reeves) It’s your first time with 90s Keanu.

Hokey Cokey with the opposite sex 💦

(John Wick) After you tell John that you want to have a baby with him, he discovers a new kink he has.

Dirty little secret | Dirty little secret [2] 💦

(John Wick) John found your vibrator while cleaning the house and he’s a bit jealous of it.

Into the Devil’s arms 💦🔥

(Constantine ft. Lucifer) He has a surprised visitor and things turn hot as hell 😈

Your boyfriend’s best friend 💦

(Keanu Reeves; Chad Stahelski) You, Keanu and his best friend Chad spend an evening together.

Fine mess 💦

(Constantine ft. Lucifer) You are in a three-way relationship with Constantine and Lucifer.

She does the woods 💦

(John Wick) You spend a small vacation with John in the woods somewhere and you decide to go on a long walk with him.

Gloomy afternoon  🌻👌🏻

(Keanu Reeves) On a rainy afternoon you decide to bother Keanu as he’s memorizing lines for another role.

January blues  💧🌻

(Keanu Reeves) You’re missing Keanu on a cold, snowy January day.

Angel Of Small Death & Temptation 💦🔥

(Constantine) You are the demon Satan sent down on Earth to tempt John and damn his soul straight to Hell.

The ties that bind 💦

(John Wick) John brags how great he is at solving knots, so he challenges you to tie his hands behind his back and blow him, making him cum before he can undo the knot.

The getaway car 💦

(John Wick) John’s to do a huge job and asks you to be his getaway driver. He’s more than surprised when he sees your car handling skills which leads to him demanding you to stop in some dead end alley, so he can show you how grateful he is for your help.

Attention [1]  [2] 💦

(John Wick) You meet up with your childhood friend and John gets really jealous about him.

Live TV 🌻

(Keanu Reeves) You and Keanu are both guests on a talk-show. When he gets asked about if he saw any of your movies he confess that in fact he’s a really big fan of yours and he respects you for being true in what are you doing outside of your work.

Come and stay with us 💦❗

(John Wick AU; with Jonathan Pine from “The Night Manager”) Visiting Cairo was never supposed to bring so much fun and excitement as it did. |part of @toomanystoriessolittletime​​‘s birthday writing challenge|

You take my self control 💦

You are coming back home from a meeting with your friend only to find Santino under the shower.

Forgive my jealousy 💦👌🏻

You’re at the beginning of dating Santino and as he is late for one evening you planned to spent together, you catch the eye of some other Italian, which leads to Santino causing a scene.

Under the quarantine [1] [2] 🔪💦❗

Santino is locked with John in a hotel room that overlooks the stunning Piazza Navona. The Italian man's being an asshole like he always is and Wick gets really angry.

Early mornings 🌻💦

You wake up from a naughty dream that Santino decides to turn into reality.

Claimed 💦

You’re surprised when from your balcony you see Santino having a smoke at the stairway that leads to your house. Turns out he came to you to claim the Marker you gave him few years ago.

Be a good boy 💦

Santino hasn’t slept for few days due to another business he has to finish, but you’re here to submit him into the bed.

First impressions 🌻

You’re meeting Santino’s parents for the first time at a dinner where you’re supposed to make a huge announcement, but instead on focusing on you the D’Antonios scold Santino for being too reckless.

Is this what you wanted? 💦

Santino sees how you sign to Ares that you’ve never had an orgasm and he tells you that he can easily resolve that issue.

Suit it up 💦

You’re Santino’s tailor and one day he visits your store right before the closing time. 

Italian anger 🔪💦

You were offered to Santino as a gift from your family that wanted to repair their relationship with the D’Antonios. After you two got married you absolutely loathed him, but one day when you walk into the conference room in the middle of a meeting he does something that changes your opinion on him. 

No sweeter innocence 💦❗ 

(vampire!Santino D’Antonio) Your vampire lover takes a good care of you.

Curiosity becomes a heavy load 💧🌻

(Riccardo Scamarcio) You’re dating Riccardo for some time now and there’s a slight age gap between you two that never was a real issue. Not until you started to read comments about you two online 

D R A B B L E S:

Keanu Reeves

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John Wick

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Constantine

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Jonathan Harker

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Johnny Utah

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Neo

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dr Julian Mercer

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Jack Traven

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Riccardo Scamarcio

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Santino D’Antonio

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Hozier

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Henry Cavill

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Captain Syverson

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August Walker

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Napoleon Solo

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[johnfuckingwick]

(The long awaited post is finally here! and by no means is it finished!!) here you have some fics that I have collected over a week that I definitely think you should read. I want to thank some of you guys for sending in your favorites (which have now become my favorites) some of you guys have asked me to keep an eye out for certain fics and if you don’t see them on here i’m not ignoring you, i’m still on the lookout I promise. Most of them are on tumblr, others are on a03 and are tagged as such. nsfw content is also tagged, so please only 18+, I also ask that you guys give some love to these lovely authors for giving us these beautiful/awesome/amazing stories..also feel free to send me more fics to add to the list. thank you guys so much! and enjoy! 💞

a little about the list, it is divided by character, clicking on the title should take you right to it (if any links don’t work please let me know!) if there are multiple parts to the story i have included those as well. i have also included appropriate tags for each of the fics. Im making additions to the list (almost) daily and anything new added is in bold. 

one last thing! if any of these fics belong to you and would like to be removed from the list, please let me know!! 

Keanu Reeves 

** Ordinary by Solariumss Chapter 1 | Chapter 2  | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Tags: keanu x oc | chaptered fic  

Keanu is a vampire by Solariumss  Tags: keanu x oc | one-shot | vampire 

Not a curse by imagineanyone  Tags: keanu x reader | one-shot

Imagines by keanu-c-reeves  | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | Tags: keanu x reader 

Dating Keanu by mostexcellentkeanugifs | 1 | 2 | Tags: keanu x reader | headcanon

Needy by reevesdriver  Tags: keanu x reader | nsfw | smut | ao3

Sleight of Hand by reevesdriver  Tags: keanu x reader | nsfw | smut l ao3

Professor Reeves series by mottsforthots chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4 | chapter 5 | chapter 6 | Tags: professor keanu x reader | nsfw | smut | chaptered fic | ao3 |

Handprints by pixiebelle  Tags: keanu x reader | one-shot | fluff 

Toys by pixiebelle Tags: keanu x reader | one-shot | fluff 

Florist by reevesdriver  | chapter 1 |  chapter 2 |  chapter 3 | chapter 4 | Tags: keanu x reader | fluff | chaptered fic | ao3 

Glad He’s Gone by mottsforthots | chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3 | Tags: keanu x reader | mild depictions of violence | chaptered fic | ao3 

tequila by poison-in-my-pen | part 1 | part 2 | Tags: keanu x reader | nsfw 

* Waiting for love by pkg4mumtown | chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3 | tags: keanu x reader |

* Walking in the Wind by homesoutofhuman Tags: keanu x reader | non gender specific reader | angst |

John Wick 

Wave Goodbye These Neon Signs by A.Wölf                  Tags: john wick x reader | one-shot 

Gone by fortheloveoffanfic  Tags: john wick x reader | imagine 

forgotten flowers by hurrican3e  Tags: john wick x reader | smut | nsfw 

Ride by pkg4mumtown Tags: john wick x reader | smut | nsfw

because i love you. by hurrican3e | pt. 1 | pt.2 | Tags: john wick x reader |

Helen takes a bullet meant for john by overheardatthecontinental   Tags: john wick x helen | one shot 

NSFW alphabet by lvngdvns | 1 | 2 | 3 | Tags: john wick x reader | nsfw 

Getaway driver by bobbles Tags: keanu x reader | angst | fluff

Bury a friend by keanuwwu | 1 | 2 | 3 | Tags: john wick x oc | sfw | smut (3) | 

* Hunter’s Lullaby by homesoutofhuman | Tags: john wick x reader | smut | nsfw

* You Chose This by bleufrost |Tags: john wick x reader | blood | violence 

* Fade Into you by johnathanwicks | Tags: john wick x reader | anxiety | mild violence |

John Constantine 

Imagines by keanu-c-reeves | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | Tags: constantine x reader 

Almost Gemini by A.Wölf  Tags: john constantine x reader | one shot 

Ted Theodore Logan

Imagines by mostexcellentkeanugifs | 1 | Tags: ted x reader | imagine 

Este Optimi Invicem by Pajamasecrets                            Tags: origin story | alternate universe |

Sharing is caring by excellentkeanu Tags: ted x female reader x bill | ao3| smut | threesome| nsfw |

Johnny Utah 

Donuts for breakfast by homesoutofhuman | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Tags: johnny utah x reader | smut | nsfw |

Imagine by postingreeves   Tags: johnny utah x reader | imagine 

Jonathan Harker 

*Affable Stoner Jonathan Harker by RobberBaroness | Tags: Drug use |

Neo 

M4TRIX by 21centuryyfoxx | Tags: Neo x reader |

[nyeddleblog]

Masterlist.

I write for the following people, and my requests are open; I’m up for writing about anything really, and for anyone too (unless I don’t know them), so don’t be scared of requesting!

Finn Wolfhard.

Dating Headcanons.

Part 1.

Part 2.

Part 3.

Marvel.

Peter Parker. [Tom Holland]

You Saved Him.

Safe and Sound.

Everything Has Changed.

Headcanons.

Him bumping into you.

The Gentle Host.

His Daughter. (Coming Soon)

Peter Parker. [Andrew Garfield]

It’s Always the Quiet Ones.

Part 1.

Part 2.

Part 3. [Final Part]

Best Friend.

Unsteady.

Breathe With Me.

Unrequited.

Part 1.

Part 2.

Part 3.

Part 4.

Part 5.

His Daughter.

Part 1.

Part 2.

Part 3.

Light Of My Life.

Sex Pollen.

Part 1.

Part 2. [Final Part]

Peter Parker. [Tobey Maguire]

The Sweetest Touch.

Panecitos.

Quentin Beck.

Pacifier.

Part 1.

Part 2.

Part 3.

Timothée Chalamet.

Kyle Scheible.

Short Skirts and Bright Eyes. (CANCELLED)

Part 1.

Part 2.

Andrew Garfield.

Cozy and Warm. (Coming Soon)

John Wick.

Innocence Lost.

Part 1.

Part 2.

Johnny Utah.

Here.

Harry Potter Universe.

Draco Malfoy. 

Can’t Stop Staring.

Newt Scamander.

The Warned Art.

Theseus Scamander.

You Exist. [Soulmate AU!]

Wattpad Masterlist here

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Johnny Utah Fic Recs

Moodboard 💝

Angst 😭

Fluff 🥰

Smut 😈

Series 📚

Original character 👸🏽

Au meme 🎀

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