#katia (john wick)

[bethrnoora]

john wick toxic yuri that i am the sole audience for. hello

[kavalyera]

I love women

[blairwick]

Hi there, fellow Wickblr mutual. I would like to get to know you more. Who are your favourite John Wick characters? (Mine are Akira and Caine.)

Oooh Akira and Caine!🤩 I really liked Donnie Yen’s performance in particular. For her first time acting in a big movie, Rina Sawayama was really great and I’m a fan of how she translated the written screenplay to the scenes that happen on screen.

For me, I liked Viggo and Katia among the rest. How they were written and their relationship to John really fascinated me when I first watched their respective movies. I like Viggo the most because of the question: “How do families function under the High Table?” Too bad the Tarasov family isn’t quite talked more often than they were.

[r1-jw-lover]

This is my first time editting, but I made some for my John Wick friends, inspired by this Rogue One gifset. I unfortunately don't know how to make gifs yet, so stills will have to do for now.

(Please do not repost. The images are on lousy resolution anyways.)

Tagging @evren-sadwrn, @tobytheeggo, @professor-sandalo-fakemonblog, @babayagaiscomingforya, @thewhumpcaretaker, @treedaddymcpuffpuff, @chaoticgardenbread, @saengak, @jotunvali02

More characters under the cut. <3<3<3

[knightgazes]

FAMILY

-Natalia Tena as KATIA & Keanu Reeves as JOHN WICK

[danyayeni2]

I just finished watching all the John Wick movies and I have ideas

I feel like Katia would've had curlier hair when she was younger, and it was cut shorter because honestly I feel like she'd base her hairstyle on whatever Jardani would have. In this case, it's a short curly hairstyle. (Yes, I do believe in curly haired John Wick) I think I wanted to make her look more innocent, defiant, and probably seem more sarcastic, and I hope I represented that ! I think Katia would idolize her brother a bit, especially as they were younger.

(Reblogs are always appreciated !)

[tobytheeggo]

Some headcanons from June of last year 💀

+ this realization I had

[shimazu-akira]

@askjohnwick I still don't believe Katia has betrayed us, has betrayed me.

I never knew her to be that kind of person. Even if she was, going against a Blood Marker is the worst kind of offense you could do in this world and in this life. That's why I asked her to help Ms. Al-Azwar in the first place.

She may have been my friend, but you knew Katia longer than I do. Do you know what's going on with her? What did the Adjudicator do to her that made her change sides? And why in the world would she reveal the location of Ms. Al-Azwar's daughter?

[goldenglock-preacher]

Their and Their sister's height difference / Разница в росте между ними и их сестрами

Why is Grisha so SMALL 😭😭 / Почему Гриша такой МАЛЕНЬКИЙ 😭😭

[thewhumpcaretaker]

Is me again with Wick D'Antonio ask HELLOO :D

I remembered how you asked me about Santino's and John's wedding, like how it would look like and all that, SOOO :)

What do you think about their wedding! How do you see it? Where would it be? Who would be invited, etc?

How would they act? Are they both nervous or one of them is handling it better? ^ ^

Wick D'Antonio!!! What's interesting to me is that their wedding would look really different if they were still a part of the Table, versus in retirement. It's more romantic if they're retired, but I think it has more drama if they're still in the Table, so I'll do that version.

This was almost a fic - it has a plot honestly. Might write it later, we'll see!

Image sources: 1 2 3 (monogram) 3 (background) 4 5

You're absolutely right that they'd have a beach wedding. Beaches are important for both of them.

John lets Santino do most of the planning for their suits and for the theme, because fashion and decoration are his area of expertise. "Anything you pick will be beautiful."

So they have a blue color scheme with touches of silver, on top of lots of billowing white fabrics and blue and white flowers. And of course, the food is extravagant because he can afford it.

Coffee-flavored wedding cake with hand sculpted John and Santino cake toppers!! They both like coffee, so it's perfect. John thinks the cake toppers are really funny.

Santino has an extravagant blue suit and John wears white (You might expect black, but today isn't about him as a killer, it's about his new life with Santino and his sweeter side). They weren't going to see each other's suits before the wedding, but then Santino got too excited about picking clothes and they ended up suit shopping together. They also both have silver flower crowns, because I said so!

The guest list is a nightmare. Santino has to make sure no one is snubbed, because being invited to a wedding has political significance within the Table (not to mention within his family), and you don't want to make enemies. So he has to be really careful. Especially with the seating chart…

Security is a big issue as well, because this is a perfect time for assassination. John and Ares are both overworked trying to make sure the grooms will be safe.

When he's working on the guest list and security, Santino gets overwhelmed and starts to break down because he feels like their wedding isn't even about them anymore - there's too much politics involved. Plus, he's scared someone will take the opportunity to make an attempt on his life before his new life with John can even begin. So John has to calm him down and remind him that no matter what happens, he'll protect him from any fallout and they'll be on their honeymoon soon, which is only for them.

On the other hand, John barely has any guests. There's Winston, Caine, Sofia, and Katia, and…that's about it. It makes Santino a bit sad to see it, and he tries to make sure John can hang out with his family if he wants to. At least with Gianna.

There's a lot of back-and-forth in John's mind over whether to invite The Director. Ultimately, he decides not to do it. He says it's because she wouldn't really want to come anyway, but he honestly just doesn't want to see her on a day that is supposed to be happy.

On the day of the wedding, both of them are soooo nervous!! Santino wants everything to go well and according to plan - he's constantly fussing over his suit and pacing around memorizing his vows. John is nervous too, but he expresses it by being deathly quiet and just having a worried look on his face.

But once they see each other, everything melts away and they're smiling so much and can't stop crying. Their vows are so sweet - to protect each other to the death, to be there in sickness and health, to honor and listen to each other, to always be each other's first priority, to show each other the innocence that can't be found in the rest of this broken world.

And then…THE WEDDING DOES GET ATTACKED!!! But here's the twist: although neither of them told the other because they don't want to worry them, both of them decide to carry concealed weapons during the ceremony, just in case they need to protect each other. They both pull out their weapons at the same time and kill the assassins.

The attack is a blessing in disguise: it turns out to be a display of their strength, solidifying Santino's reputation and teaching others not to mess with the power couple!! It's also a demonstration of their love for each other and everyone is touched.

This gives them a nice boost of adrenaline as fuel for their wedding night ;) They're definitely making love with a passion because they're so grateful that both of them made it out alive…and because Santino thinks the splash of blood on John's white suit is actually kind of hot. They can barely get through the dancing after dinner before rushing off to be alone together <3

[kavalyera]

i love u charon, bowery king, akira shimazu, koji shimazu, john wick, katia, ares, gianna d’antonio

[bethrnoora]

im late late late to this but was tagged by @gwendolinechristie to make a poll of some of my favorite female characters and let y'all vote on your favorites!

and tagging @liches-covered-in-lich @afamoore @plutoprophecy @priafey @jelly-f1nz @persephonaae and @adrianicsea if you guys would like to do this as well :) no pressure obviously

[shimazu-akira]

Alright, Ms. Al-Azwar. We will follow your plan.

UPDATE: Change of plans, no Casablanca. I trust my men, they know that if they disappoint me they’ll be met with hell.

@askjohnwick , @shimazu-akira We can’t get the adjucator, not now atleast…we need to get Katia before she seizes my daughter within the Ruska Roma.

Im sorry for bringing you into this mess.

[r1-jw-lover]

In honor of pride month what are your queer headcanons of characters in the jw franchise ? :3c

Sorry for the late reply. My queer headcanons aren't that original but I'll try to answer as best as I can.

In canon, there are a fuckload of characters I headcanoned as queer, including but not exclusively:

John Wick (bisexual ace)

Caine (bisexual arospec)

Koji (polysexual)

Tracker (aro)

Akira (lesbian)

Katia (lesbian)

Mia (pansexual, sapphic)

Of course, there are a ton more from the other movies, but the fourth movie is my favourite, so my list is not surprisingly just the JW4 characters whom I like a lot.

That being said, I fully support other people's queer headcanons (your icon looks so pretty <3<3<3 tfem!Marquis my beloved) and encourage you guys to go wild lmao.

Happy pride month to you, bestie. :D

[layce2015]

John Wick (John Wick x Female!Reader)

Chapter 5: Paris

First Chapter

JW 4 Masterlist

(A/N: wanted to say there is a bit of smut in this chapter. You have been warned.)

"You are a child of the Belarus...an orphan of our tribe..." Katia said as a couple of men walk in, carrying a bar that was holding a cauldron filled with hot liquid metal. "You are bound to us as we are to you...in this life and the next." Katia said as they set the cauldron on a pedestal then John places his left arm close to the markings on the side where it was red hot and Katia did the same on the other side of the cauldron with her left arm.

"Your blood...is my blood." Katia said. "Your pain...is my pain." John recites. "Your life...is my life." Katia said and both of them places their forearms close to the marking and shoved them against it, burning the mark on their flesh. They pull their arms back and then they were handed a shot glass of a drink.

"Welcome back, Jardani." Katia said and they down their shot then the priest pours the vodka over their burn marks then another shot. "The Ruska Roma will support your challenge. Who will be your Second?" Katia asked him.

Few days later, John and (y/n) walk out to an open area between two buildings, the Eiffel Tower off in the distance against the foggy sky. They walk up to a table where there were a few guards, the Marquis, the Harbinger, Caine and Winston stand by a table.

John takes off his suit jacket then reveals the Crest on his arm to the Harbinger. He nods in approval and John rolls his sleeves up and the Marquis takes a chair across from one side. The table had twelve cards face down on both sides of the table.

John, after putting his jacket back on, takes the seat across from the Marquis and (y/n) walks over to Winston, who gestures for her to take the seat he was leaning against. "Under the Old Laws, only one can survive. Do you both understand that?" The Harbinger asked and both John and Marquis nod.

"Very good. Rules. The Challenged chooses first. Time?" Harbinger asked. "Sunrise." Marquis replied and he flips a card, revealing an number 8 on it. "Now." John said and he flips his card over, revealing a 3. "Sunrise." Harbinger confirmed. "Location?" Harbinger asked. 

"You come here thinking there is a way out of this world for you, Mr Wick? There is not." Marquis said then he reaches out to one of the cards. "Le Centre Pompidou." Marquis said and he flips the card, revealing a 4. "Sacré Coeur." John said and he flips one of his cards, revealing a 10.

"Sacré Coeur." Harbinger confirmed. "Weapons?" 

"If you win, The Table will honor its word. You will have your freedom. But you won't take it." Marquis said and (y/n) balls up her fist, she really didn't like the Marquis very much. The arrogance and the smarmy attitude he oozed out.

"Blades." Marquis said as he flips another card, a 14. "Pistols." John said and he flips another card, a 23. "Dueling pistols. Thirty paces. In the event that both parties survive, each will approach the other at increments of ten paces until only one remains. Rules of engagement." The Harbinger said. "No quarter." John replied.

"You know why you won't take your freedom? Because this is who you are, who you've always been. You are a killer. An orphan we plucked from the street and honed into a knife. And it is the killing that gives you purpose. A man without purpose...is nothing." Marquis taunts to John before he addresses The Harbinger. "No quarter." He said.

"No quarter. If there is nothing else, gentlemen, I will see.." the Harbinger started to say but Marquis speaks up. "A nomination." He said and John looks over at Harbinger, who also seemed surprised by this, then he looks over at John. "It is his right. Do you have a name?" Harbinger asked Marquis. "Caine." Marquis said as he nods over to Caine, who was sitting a chair off the to the side and didn't look very happy about being nominated.

"So be it. Sunrise, Sacré Coeur. Dueling pistols, no quarter. Should Mr Wick be victorious, he will be free of any and all obligation to The High Table, and his Second will be reinstated as the manager of the rebuilt New York Continental." The Harbinger said and John and (y/n) look over at Winston, who shrugs slightly.

"Should the Marquis Vincent Bisset de Gramont be victorious..." the Harbinger started to say and Marquis speaks over him. "John Wick will be dead. As will his Second and his wife." Marquis said and (y/n) fidgets in her chair at this. "Just so. Now, if there is nothing more, gentlemen, I will see you at sunrise. Failure to meet at the appointed hour will result in forfeiture and immediate execution." Harbinger said and he walks away.

John stands up from his chair and he starts to walk away as (y/n) gets up from her chair and comes up next to him. "There is no John out there. No happy husband with a normal life." Marquis said, shaking his head slightly, as John and (y/n) stop and turn to him. "There's only John Wick, the killer." Marquis sneered. "And he's going to kill you." John said and he and (y/n) walk away and Winston catches up to them.

"Your hotel?" (Y/n) asked Winston. "Yes." Winston said, like it was obvious. "You always have an angle, don't you?" John asked him. "Doesn't everyone?" Winston asked. "Let's find safe harbor before it starts." He said as he hands John a piece of paper. "There's something I need to do first." John said. "Sooner rather than later." Winston said and he, John and (y/n) part ways.

"What do you need to do?" (Y/n) asked John as they walk off. "It's more a what you need to do. Something that you should've done months ago." John said and (y/n) furrows her brow in confusion at him.

John leads her to a church with high ceilings and several candles surrounding the area. They come up to the alter and John opens a box and pulls out a long thin candle. He hands it to (y/n), who accepts it, and then John places his hand over hers and guided her hand to a lite candle. They lite the little candle then he guides her hand over to unlite candle to light it.

(Y/n) takes in a deep breath then pulls the thin candle towards her and she blows out the flame and sets it aside. She looks down and John places his right arm around her waist as a tear runs down her face. She sighs a bit then wipes away the tears and looks up for a moment before she leans her head against John's shoulder.

He places a small kiss on the top of her head and the two stand there for a moment before they turn around, only to see Caine sitting one of the chairs. They walk over to the chairs across the aisle of chairs Caine was sitting in and they take a couple of chairs.

"Caine." John greets. "John. Mrs Wick." Caine greets back. "Saying goodbye?" 

"Saying hello." (Y/n) said as she thinks of Helen. "You think your sister can hear you?" Caine asked her. "No." (Y/n) replied. "Then why bother?" He asked her. "Maybe I'm wrong." (Y/n) said, shrugging. "The dead are gone. Only the living matter." Caine said and he pulls out a pocket watch and opens it, revealing a picture of a young girl.

"After my daughter was born...I wanted to leave this life. I thought I did." Caine said. "But you didn't." John said. "We're damned...you and I, John." Caine said. "On that we agree." John said and Caine closes his watch. "My daughter's not. If it's between you and her...you're going to die." Caine said. "Maybe not." John said and Caine smirks.

"I missed you, John. It's so good to sit with a friend. And I wish I met you, Mrs Wick, under different circumstances. You seem like a good woman." Caine said. "And you seem like a good man." (Y/n) tells him and John turns to Caine. "I'll see you tomorrow." John tells him and he and (y/n) get up and walk out of the church.

(Y/n) was sitting on the edge bed of their hotel room, the day's event playing through her head. She tried not to show it but she was beyond terrified.

On the one hand, John will win the duel and both him and her will get to go back a day try to live their normal lives. Sure it'll take her a bit to get back into living a normal life after these last few months but she had faith she'll overcome this and live that happy life she had dreamed of when she first married John.

But on the other hand, John could die and then she'd be killed afterwards. In a blink of an eye, their lives will be gone.

She sighs and runs her hands over her face until she hears the bathroom door opens a door footsteps approaching. She looks up and sees John walking into the room. "You okay?" He asked her, concerned, once he saw the look on her face. "Honestly, John....not really." She said and John lowers his eyes to floor and nods, slightly.

"I know you've told me to not worry and that you forgiven me but I am still sorry for everything." He said and she nods then she looks over at him. "John..." she said and he turns his head to her, she stares at him then leans in and kisses him. He kisses her back and he cups her face in his hands and she places her hands on his neck.

They break the kiss for a moment then she leans in and kisses him again and pushes him, slowly, back on the bed and gets on top of him. He lays down on the bed and places his hands on her hips as he continues to kiss her, passionately.

They stop to kiss to catch their breathes and they look deeply into each other’s eyes before (y/n) speaks up. "Make love to me, please." She pleads, in a soft whisper, and John pushes back a strand of her hair behind her ear as he stares into her eyes.

"Are you sure?" He asked her and she nods. "If this is our last night together, I want to spend one more time with you. To touch you one more time, to feel you one more time, to love you." She said and now it was his turn to lean his head up to her and capture her lips with his.

He sits up, (y/n) straddling his lap, as they continue to kiss, passionately, and she wraps her arms around his neck, her fingers start to run through his hair. They take off their jackets and their shirts before their hands started roaming each other, fingertips touching each other's soft skin. They stop kissing to catch their breathes again then they get up out of the bed and started to discard the rest of their clothing. 

Next thing (y/n) knew, she was laying on her back on the soft, satin sheets of the bed and John on top of her. They stare into each other’s eyes again before John slides into her, she gasps then lets out a moan at the feeling of being filled as he grunts then leans into kiss her. He gives her a moment to adjust before he starts moving his hips.

And the couple started showing each other how much they loved one another. Their hands on every part they could reach, fingers digging into the flesh to leave marks, the sounds of slapping skin and heavy pants from the couple echoed the room with the occasional screams of curses and their names leaving from the others mouth.

Eventually, (y/n) comes undone and screams John's name as he soon follows after her, grunting out her name. He stills then lays on top of her and she wraps her arms around his neck and buries her face into his shoulder as he buries his face in hers. The two of them catching their breathes after the intense orgasm they experienced.

"I love you." John whispers to her, in between breathes. "I love you too." (Y/n) whispered back and John gets off of her and lays down next to her. She then cuddles up to him and the two lay their in bed for a moment, just basking in the afterglow of their love making. After about a few hours of resting and sleeping, the alarm on John's watch goes off which meant it was time for them to get up and head out.

After getting dressed and ready, John and (y/n) walk along the streets of Paris and down a set of steps to a caged door, where various homeless people surround the entrance. John walks up to the entrance of the door and hands the paper, Winston handed him, to the homeless man that was guarding the door. The paper held a symbol and the man looks at it then begins to unlock the door.

John and (y/n) enter and make their way into a subway where a radio was playing music and there were several statues and artwork on the side. They sit down on a bench for a few moments before a train pulls up to them.

It stops and the couple get up as the door of the train cart opens and The Bowery King and Winston walk out of it. The Bowery King, holding a couple of suits. "Bonjour, Monsieur Wick and Madame Wick. And welcome to La Resistance." The Bowery King greets and John goes to shake his hand.

"A little far from home, aren't you?" John asked him as they shake hands then (y/n) shakes Bowery King's hand then he places a kiss on the back of her hand. "Well, your little act of uncivil disobedience inspired me, John. I'm branching out, spreading my wings." The Bowery King replied as the train leaves.

"How goes the Grand Farewell Tour?" The Bowery King asked him. "Coming to an end." John replied. "So it seems. So it seems. Forty-two regular, wasn't it?" The Bowery King asked then he holds up a suit. "It's Kevlar, front to back. The latest in ballistic chic. Appropriate for all formal occasions. Weddings, funerals, High Table duels. After all, a man has to look his best when it's time to get married. Or buried." The Bowery King said as he hands the suit to John.

"And of course, for the lovely lady..." the Bowery King said and he holds up the second suit that looked similar to John's suit but of course smaller. "I, of course, had one made for you as well, Mrs Wick." He said as he hands the suit to her and she takes it.

All right, now. For all you bopper out there in the City of Lights, for all you street people with an ear for the action, to all my loyal listeners who know the beat of the street, tonight is your chance to make some beautiful music.

I've been asked to relay a special request from a secret admirer. It seems there's a couple of thorns in our little slice of paradise.

A wicked man and woman from the Big Apple is making a beeline to our sacred heart. We are putting the call out to deliver your hardest beats to this man and woman in black.

If you want the prize, you must finish before sunrise. This golden oldie, and I do mean golden hit, goes out to you, Mr and Mrs Wick. And remember, there is nowhere to run.

John and (y/n) had finished getting suited up when they heard the broadcast. (Y/n) gives a nervous look to the radio then at John. "And so it begins." Winston said as he holds up a goblet of wine.

"We're going to need a couple of guns." John said as he and (y/n) walk up to Winston and The Bowery King, who was sitting and drinking from his glass of wine. "I thought you'd never ask." The Bowery King said as he sets his glass down then opens up a case that held two guns and some ammo.

"Nine-millimeter Pit Viper." The Bowery King said. "How'd you get these?" John asked him as he and (y/n) take the guns. "I know a guy who knows a guy who shot a guy." The Bowery King replied as John and (y/n) check the gun. "Twenty-one round capacity magazine with a built-in compensator for virtually no muzzle flip. Fiber-optic front sight, ambidextrous safeties, flared magwell for faster reloads, two-pound extreme trigger, and for those more, how shall we say, intimate encounters, these Vipers have ferocious fucking fangs." The Bowery King explained as John and (y/n) look over the guns and see how they felt in their hands then John nods at The Bowery King.

"How close can you get us to the church?" John asked and The Bowery King does the cross gesture. "Amen." (Y/n) remarkes as the Bowery King smiles.

The Bowery King leads, John, Winston and (y/n) to a different tunnel, this time a water tunnel with a small boat. "Here we are, gentlemen and lady. Your ride." The Bowery King said as he gestures to the boat.

After getting in the boat, the Bowery King drives it as John and (y/n) sit next to each other on the side of the boat while Winston sits in the back. "When I advised you not to dip your pinky back into this pond, I didn't think I'd get wet." Winston said and he glances over at John, who looks down in guilt.

"It'll all be over after today." John assures him. "When I was burying Charon, I was torn about what to put on his gravestone. A few words to sum up an entire life?" Winston said. "Long live the King! Had mine made years ago." The Bowery King said and (y/n) smiles. "Of course you did." (Y/n) said. "Modest." Winston said. "Prophetic." The Bowery King chuckles.

"What did you decide?" John asked Winston. "Friend." Winston replied. "That's what he was above all else. A friend." Winston said as the Bowery King comes upon the location and stops. "Au revoir et bonne chasse, Monsieur and Madame Wick." The Bowery King said as he turns and holds a hand out and John takes it and shakes it. "Thank you, King." John said then (y/n) shakes the Bowery King's hand.

"Johnathan. (Y/n)." Winston said. "Winston." John and (y/n) said. "Sunrise is at 6:03. Don't be late for all our sakes, hmm?" Winston said and John nods then gets out of the boat, turns and holds his hand out to (y/n). She takes it and he helps her out of the boat and she looks up at John, her heart feeling heavy.

"Loving husband." (Y/n) said, Winston and Bowery King look up at her and John stares at her. "That's what should be on yours. John. Loving husband." She added and John looks into her eyes and the corners of his lips twitch up and she gives him a quick smile. ​​"(y/n). Faithful wife should be yours." John tells her and she let's out a small laugh and smiles.

Winston nods at this as the couple head over to the door and enter it, which had stairs that lead out to the streets of Paris.

[shimazu-akira]

Dropping by at Berlin to meet Katia, a long time friend of mine.