#stalker john wick

[sweetwolfcupcake]

A Gentleman

Secret Garden

Category: Drabble

John Wick x Reader

Warning: Yandere/Obsessive behaviour, stalking.

Unedited

There were a few subtle traits she had noticed about John. Like, while walking on the side path, he would always take the side of the road, while keeping her on the safer one. He also walked a step behind her– not something immediately noticeable but while walking back to her house from the grocery with him for the fourth time, she couldn't help but take notes of the pattern.

“Didn’t you bring your car?”

John shrugged “No, needed some fixing. Besides, I prefer to walk sometimes.” 

There was a hint of something akin to a smile on his face. Under the golden glow of streetlights, his eyes seemed to have a language of their own. (Y/N) bumped into him at the store often. John was the kind but aloof neighbour she thought everyone needed at least once in a lifetime.

She did not see him often, except for grocery shopping and sometimes, he would sit by himself on one of the few isolated park benches, watching, or thinking-- one could never tell from afar.

It was a miracle that he spoke to her first— he did not seem to be of the kind to initiate any conversation— but speaking to him felt good. She never heard his voice raised– his quiet, deep voice along with dry humour was appealing to her, and in (Y/N)’s dictionary, the number of times they had walked back to their apartment building together and made random commentary on things and people (mostly her) with the sprinkle of John’s dry humour, she and he could be considered friends.

He carried three bags– one his, two hers while she was allowed to keep the lightest one for herself. He was quite old school regarding such mannerisms, she had come to realise that. And while she there would be countless arguments against it, she had come to like his ways. The courteous, elusive and somewhat aloof enigma of a gentleman who was always high on his traditional manners, always polite and often fed stray cats and dogs.

Everything about John indicated that he was a good man. So, she never had a second thought before inviting him into her apartment for coffee. He had carried her grocery bags all the way to her home, at least she could make him feel welcome and comfortable. 

She was sure he would politely decline but he just gazed down at her for a momant or two before asking-

“Are you sure?”

She blinked. “Yes? Yes, John, please come in, I have no problem.”

His gaze melted from the strange intrigue to something soft, almost amiable. She was sure she saw the corner of his lips quirk up a bit before she opened her door wider and invited him in.

“How do you like your coffee?”

“Huh?” he was distracted, looking around when she asked.

“How would you like coffee?” She asked again with an amused smile.

“The way you make it.”

Smooth.

“Okay, please take a seat.” With that, she went into her kitchen, preparing two steaming hot cups.

John sat on the sofa– it felt unreal to be in her home, invited. His eyes glanced at the ceiling fan above— the small opening blinked green twice before disappearing into the darkness– the usual cycle of every two hours. He glanced at his phone, the live video of him sitting in her livingroom showed that the device worked just fine.

His eyes found her form again, moving around to make coffee, oblivious to his eyes fixed on her form– silent, observing and moving along with her– noting each movement with a strange kind of fixation and tenderness. 

She was, unlike him, so defenseless, unguarded, alive…

John glanced at the ceiling fan again before dropping his gaze right before she turned around with a smile and two steaming mugs.

He could not help but feel his heart thump. His calm and collected surface shook at the sight of her beaming smile.

He needed the camera. She needed him.

He told himself as he accepted his coffee, relishing the way her fingers grazed against his.

****

Inspired by @johnwickb1tsch's Bittersweet. I realised that as soon as I finished writing with my eyes half-open. Go read the amazing fic.

So, what do you think? Should I post something darker or keep things on edge for now?

[fernpetals]

Boogeyman

Imagine being kidnapped by Yandere John Wick.

Inspired by THIS post by @gea-chan96

Masterlist

Yandere John Wick x Reader Drabble

Warning: Kidnapping, restraints,

The Boogeyman.

That's what the man had uttered to you before he fled. Well, tried to flee. He was shot in the head, right in front of you. You would not have felt bad for him, otherwise---he was simply doing what he was told to. Delivering those 'gifts' at your doorstep. But one night you caught him, because the police could not, would not.

You have been pissed at the system, the police did nothing to help. But maybe now you understand why. But it is too late. Looking at your bound feet while your wrists rub against the ropes in your futile attempt to free them, you know you are fucked. The ropes do not dig into your skin, there is a smoothness to them, surprisingly. Despite so much struggle, there is only redness, irritated skin, and no sharp stings.

All you remember was the man being shot at from the side, while you stood frozen before he finally appeared in front of you. The Boogeyman, you assume. You wish you had run faster, you wish you were not frozen, but you were petrified, and he was quick.

The bed feels soft, but that does not stop you from shaking like a leaf, terrified as you hear the distinct muffled footsteps approaching towards the room. You whimper but nothing escapes through the tape.

So that is how the victims in those horror movies felt? Frozen, petrified, heart in mouth, barely breathing?

You wait with bated breath---each moment feels like closer to an impending doom, and finally, the door knob twists.

You notice his eyes first--nothing striking on the surface but his eyes have a vacuum that pulls you, there is no cruelty that you have been anticipating, neither mirth nor anger. You are simply staring at a pair of soulful brown eyes with so much depth you think you would have staggered on your feet if you were standing.

You let out a quivering breath through the tape and try to blink your tears away. Your wrists twist against the ropes with a new-found vigour but nothing happens, they remain firm, it is only your heartbeat that spikes, now thundering until you hear it drum against your ears.

So this is how you die? Does he have a gun? Or a butcher knife?

With each step he takes, you drag yourself further away, despite knowing well that you can go nowhere.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you, see?"

As if reading your mind, he raises his hands. They are big, you notice. So he is going to strangle you instead. The thought makes the tears finally escape your eyes. You try to regulate your breath, and you really do, but it is getting worse.

"It's okay. Breathe, slow down, breathe in, breathe out." His voice nears before you feel his cold hand on your shoulder, making you flinch.

But he does not take his hand off, if anything, he holds you firmer. it is grounding, but also terrifying. You focus on regulating your breathing while your head throbs and your years ring. His voice turns muffled for a moment before you feel his hand rubbing your back, your heart rating lowering, nearing normalcy.

Snivelling, you peer up at the man looming over you, something you dare to think of as concern is itched on his face as he cups your cheek. You gasp, feeling the cool air on your chapped lips.

When did he take the tape off?

"It will be okay. You are safe now."

Now?

Now?

"I was safe in my home."

Your mouth moves in its own accord but faster than you can regret, mirth dances in his deep dark eyes, the corners of lips lips ticking up.

"And this is your home now."

He declares with finality before his lips align with yours.

****

Happy Halloween everyone!

[valentinxd]

I’m an avid perfume collector and I recently purchased this perfume called “Wish You Were Here.” And I would like to imagine delusional!Stalker!John purposely assuming you wear it for him.

Warning: yandere john who’s obsession with fem reader is a little delusional.

Imagine Delusional!Stalker!John who is convinced you are leaving him signs that you know he’s been in your apartment by having that perfume out. He finds it sweet.

He notices when you leaves clothing out on the floor or the bed, especially the red bra you know he just loves so much. Now you’re teasing him.

Of course when you leave notes to yourself or write down random ideas or thoughts for your next project he assumes it’s for him. Why wouldn’t it be? You know he’s there. Right?

[lycheeloving]

it's Valentine's day so of course I'm thinking about stalker!John Wick :)

You wake up to a plate of your favorite breakfast food, a beautiful bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates on your kitchen table, which would be wonderful if it weren't for the fact that you're single, live alone and nobody except for you has a key to your place...

You also spot a fancy bag next to the table, containing a beautiful red (tight, short, revealing) dress and matching lingerie in exactly your size, with a note pinned to it, reading: "Can't wait to see you wearing this tonight (and take it off, after). I'll pick you up at 7pm. Forever yours, John."

Guess you'll meet whoever broke into your apartment tonight, whether you want to or not...

[sweetwolfcupcake]

It's a bit silly but you are the type to get excited when your breath clouds in front of you. You know how childish it is, and if someone would point that out, it might make you a little embarrassed. But for the most part, you barely care. The world is already miserable, last year, in retrospect was brighter and lighter than this year and life in general, is never going to be a fairy tale. So, why care?

You blow out your breath with a deliberate heaviness, smiling at the sight of the puffs of clouds escaping your nose and mouth as you make your way towards your apartment. It's freezing and you are reminded of your pending grocery shopping.

Oh right, you want to make the perfect cup of hot chocolate and eat healthy for once. It was...what? Your last year's resolution?

New Year resolutions are stupid anyway...

You think as you put the needed items in your cart. Where was the---Your car bumps into a surface before it is held firmly still. You look up immediately, ready to apologise when your eyes meet a similar dark pair. His hair is slightly tousled, and it's unfair because now, besides being devastatingly handsome, he is also cute. To any passerby, he would be an attractive and cute stranger.

He is technically a stranger to you as well. But your eyes are not tricked by this. A panther looks adorable too, as long as it's on the TV screen, in the zoo or far away. A panther right in front of you will make your life flash before your eyes.

He is the panther. Dressed in black, he reminds you of a black panther---dark, majestic, rare, almost mystical. But the eyes...They are everything you fear and crave. You see the quiet melancholy, the yearning, the kindness, and then the depth, the darkness, the...hunger. You have never seen so many contradictions at once.

(ref image)

"Be careful."

There it is, the slight curl of his lips and your cheeks are heated again.

"I'm sorry." You manage to whisper out and attempt to pull back your cart. But he holds it in place.

Why are you reminded of the wildlife adventure tale where the protagonist comes face to face with a wolf and begins to back away? Why does it make so much now?

"Please excuse me." You frown at his hand holding your shopping cart. It's not as assertive as you would have liked it but at least you show your displeasure.

"Oh, my bad." There is an amused gleam in his eyes as he lets go of your cart. "You should be careful walking around," he adds after a moment of pause and a little twinkle in his eyes which grow slightly softer.

In silence only nod and back away, waiting for him to pass by as you pull your cart aside. You sigh when he makes no move. He just observes you, standing without even a basket, you notice.

Just pass by, it's not like he's going to pounce or something.

You tell yourself before gathering enough courage and breezing past him. All the while, your heart thumps in the way you are familiar with. you have got a fat crush on him, but he also scares you.

He is this mysterious, brooding stranger who has been kind to you. But he carries an aura that makes your sixth sense stand still and stiff in alert, and have your body pumping adrenaline for a fight or flight response.

No, this man is not good for your health. Besides, you are sure he has been following you around and if this doesn't make you run in the other direction or activate your self-preservation, you don't know what really will.

Such men look good only in fiction.

You tell yourself as you grab the first item you see on the shelf, disregarding your brand preference and rushing towards check out.

****

Is it turning into a dark romance? I don't know, I will let my co-authors decide. But then again, John is already a stalker and has always been a bit unhinged. So...

@treedaddymcpuffpuff and @johnwickb1tsch you decide.

~ Enigmatic Stranger ~ Part 1 Part 2 WIP

a young!John Wick x fem!Reader dumpster fire😆… by the amazing @sweetwolfcupcake , the incredible @treedaddymcpuffpuff , & this weirdo @johnwickb1tsch

He’s following you. 

You know it’s the only explanation. 

You don’t really think he means you any harm, but…isn’t that how all those creepy stories on DATELINE begin? 

A neatly packed giftbag appears on your doorstep a few days later, containing your notebook and all your favorite pens. No note, but you know. 

He knows where you live.

You can’t call the cops–even if you wanted to. You just know it won’t do any good. 

And…you don’t really want to get him into trouble. You just want…

Well you don’t know what you want, dammit. A properly functioning brain around him, maybe. That would be helpful. 

The next time you’re in your favorite corner cafe, the barista tells you that your usual order has already been paid for. Happy holidays to you! 

Not nearly as thrilled about it as the nice girl was clearly expecting, you look around frantically. You know he’s here somewhere–in the corner? Across the room? That’s when you spot a flash of mocha dark eyes meeting yours from the other side of the window–outside. He gives you a smirk, and a little finger wave. 

Coward. 

You don’t know where you get the courage to march back out to the sidewalk with your fists clenched–maybe because deep down you know by the time you get out there, he’s already gone.

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same order @sweetwolfcupcake @treedaddymcpuffpuff ?? :)))))))

[paleepeaches]

John Wick Yandere Headcanons

Never done this before so be kind to me! But anyway I just had these thoughts and needed to word vomit them up!

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, ddlg,

A/N: Wouldn't a fic be cute?

Okay so I know I'm not the first to say this and won't be the last but John is a fucking Yandere.

He's a full-blown stalker who probably sees you at a bar or even something so normal as a grocery store.

This man is LONELY af. Since Helen passed he can not find someone else for the life of him.

That's until you come along with your pretty doe eyes and sweet nature.

You can be younger than him and he'll be fine with it. John doesn't mind babysitting a cute bimbo like you

You'll catch his eye with your soft voice and sweet smile. Most people his age have a smoker's voice or are married.

He becomes OBSESSED with you quickly. I mean very swift like within 2 days of seeing you not even talking.

He'll just stalk tf out of you probably at your work. He'll see you bagging groceries or serving drinks and just observe you with customers.

He'll take note of what days you work and don't. He'll mark it on his calendar, and circle it in red like the old man he is.

Once he figures out your schedule and what time you get off, what route you take, if you drive or walk he'll follow you.

He's a skilled hitman so he knows how to disappear and follow someone without them noticing.

He'll stalk you all the way to your apartment and once he's sure you're asleep he'll break in.

He's scoped out your place enough to deduct that you have no pets. Even if you did he'd know how to handle a dog.

John is precise and determined which is why he'd be so keen on placing hidden cameras all over your house.

He'd position them in the living room, kitchen, shower, and even your bedroom.

He'd want to see your most intimate and private moments but not totally invade it.

Of course, you wouldn't find out. Your head is too stuffed in your phone scrolling through social media or online shopping. You got an addiction but it's okay once you're his he'll spoil you! John has a lot of pocket money from all his jobs!

How will he get you?

John doesn't half-ass anything. He's learned to see through tough missions. Even ones he didn't enjoy. Capturing you though...? He would enjoy it.

He'd enjoy setting a date, waiting outside your apartment with his car off.

He'd prepared all the necessary equipment such as ropes, duct tape, and a gun if he needed to threaten you but he'd find that would only scare you more and he didn't want his little girl frightened of him.

He'd go about it more skillfully, more stealthy.

John entered your home after he was sure you entered the deepest REM cycle. He snuck in the window you often left open. Poor forgetful you, always leaving windows unlocked.

One time he found your door unlocked which was a dreadful surprise for him. He locked it right after he watched you sleep for a whole two hours.

See? You needed him to look after you. He'd try to justify his insane actions with that.

With a completely guilt-free head, he'd enter your home, make his way into your bedroom, and see you asleep all cuddled up in your pink plush covers.

You'd look so cute and docile breathing softly.

He'd smile, admiring you before pulling out a clean needled from his jacket pocket. John pricked the needle into a vial of clear liquid, sucking up the fluid before administrating it to you.

Your eyes didn't even flutter open as he injected it.

"Such a good girl." John would speak softly to you, smoothing down your hair and kissing your forehead.

He'd pack your favorite stuffed animal, clothes, and even your cute collections of calico critters or sonny angels, whatever cute trinkets you collected.

He'd want you to feel comfortable at his home. Y'all's home.

[on-my-vigilante-sht]

Masterlist

The Hunger Games

Finnick Odair

You’re Losing Me

Inspired by Taylor Swift’s “You’re Losing Me.” How Finnick loses the best thing he’s ever had.

Haymitch Abernathy

Capitol Punishment Masterlist

A story in which Haymitch’s lover is a plaything for the Capitol

I'm Sorry

Moments of Haymitch having to mentor his ex-girlfriend

Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Heroes of Olympus

Luke Castellan

Follow Me

Luke's girlfriend is excited to finally become a year-round camper so she can spend it with him. But Luke has other plans for them.

Delicate

"Is it chill that you're in my head? / Cause I know that it’s delicate"

Competing With Gods

When Apollo is sent to camp as a punishment, he sets his sights on Luke's girlfriend.

The Way I Loved You

"But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain / And it's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name / So in love that you act insane"

The Final Quest

How a quest with the love of Luke's life turned him away from the gods

Asshole Instructor

Luke has been an asshole but he can't help it until he realizes the girl he likes could be gone any minute

Mine

"You are the best thing that's ever been mine"

Apollo

Immortal Danger

Apollo marries a half-blood without realizing how dangerous it can be

Immortal Danger II

Despite an extravagant wedding, Apollo is still confronted by those who want to end his marriage

John Wick

Forced Love Masterlist

Arranged marriages aren't uncommon in the crime world but John Wick never expected to be forced into one with his boss' daughter.

Criminal Minds

Aaron Hotchner

Undercover in a Skin Tight Skirt

The BAU Chief isn’t fond of sending his scantily clad wife in as bait

That Skirt

Smutty follow up to Undercover in a Skin Tight Skirt

I Can’t Leave

When the reader is forced into hiding, she’s desperate to inform her fiancé and his son

Move On

Rossi tells Aaron he should move on

Moving on to You

Aaron finally tells his longtime crush about his feelings when he almost loses her (Sequel to Move On)

Sparring Matches

The BAU undergoes PT evaluations, that includes sparring matches. And in the ring will be the secret couple, tipping off the rest of the team

Home Sweet Home

Sometimes going home isn’t always a good thing. Especially when your hometown is obsessed with marriage and you have a secret boyfriend.

Spencer Reid

Erotomania

Spencer’s girlfriend has a stalker

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon

Sandor Clegane/Robb Stark

Between a Wolf and a Hound I

Sandor Clegane was never naïve enough to think he could marry the king's daughter but it doesn't make it any easier to see her married off.

Between a Wolf and a Hound II

The new Lady of the North tries to cope with the fact that she is now married and has a responsibility to her husband.

Robb Stark

The Godswood

When the newest Lady of the North is chased into the woods, the lords of the north search for Robb Stark's wife

Cregan Stark

Wrong Person (College AU!)

Aemond's girlfriend has a group project with the man he hates the most, Cregan Stark.

Grey’s Anatomy

Mark Sloan

Haunted

Mark finally finds where his wife has been hiding

Twilight

Carlisle Cullen

Sorry to Meet You

The moral dilemma of the patriarch of the Cullen clan finally meeting his mate after 350 years

Attack on Titan

Levi Ackerman

Amnesia

When the Levi Squad goes out on a mission with a few rookies, accidents happen

Favoritism

Captain Levi wouldn't let his feelings for a scout under him get in the way of his professionalism, right?

Reiner Braun

Guard

When Reiner returns from his ten year long mission, he is assigned to protect the the woman he could never have.

[97keanu]

John Wick

Young!JW: 18 year old Jardani is trying to come to terms with his life within The Directors ballet company. What he didn't expect was getting so close with his dance partner...

Neo

Stalker!Neo: Thomas Anderson has always been a loser, a freak, a computer nerd who can't get laid. After years of lack of connection, he begins to have an obsession with his coworker...

Character.ai | Janitor.ai

Kevin Lomax

TBA

Ted Logan

TBA

John Constantine

TBA

Simon (Dinner In America)

John Q: You meet thee John Q of Psyops outside a shady little bar venue. He's raunchy, dirty, and vulgar, but he values realness the most.

[corleonecaretaker]

Santino humping Michael's thigh hard, like he's such a bitch for it, he cries when he comes in his pants

(I just like to imagine Santino being a slut all the time... and him humping a thigh has been on my mind for so long, I'm going insane)

Uhh yeah just thought I'd share this thought with you :]

Hehehe, this is so Santino. I love that these two work as any combination of dom and sub. Thank you for the ask!!

Also, for new people: I'm writing these two as if the Corleone family was forced to join the High Table and serve Santino D'Antonio, who is in charge of the Camorra's US operations.

Urgent Business

Michael Corleone x Santino D'Antonio, AKA SaintAngel (John Wick Fandom Crossover), 926 words

TW: smut, biting, crying, what could be interpreted as stalking

It hadn’t been so long since they’d seen each other. But to Santino, it had been an eternity. Two months. Two months of hell in New York, trying to balance Michael’s demands with his family’s expectations, without revealing that he favored the Corleones. Why did he always feel like he was the one working for the Don instead of the other way around? He was wrapped around Michael’s finger, and he had to admit he liked it.

But he couldn’t take the loneliness anymore. A few long distance calls, panting desperately into the receiver to the sounds of Michael’s dirty talk, simply wasn’t enough. In February, he showed up unannounced in Nevada.

Michael entered his study that evening and froze, a hand still on the doorknob. “How did you get past the guards?”

“I had ‘urgent business’ with you. They know better than to refuse a representative from the Table.” Santino was sitting at his desk, wearing a smug grin.

Michael clicked the door shut and frowned. Any trace being caught off guard had already vanished. “Hmmm. And what business would that be, exactly?”

He toyed with Michael’s pen, spinning it between his fingers. “Don’t I deserve a reward, for everything I’ve being doing for you?”

The answer wasn’t immediate. Michael took his time, leaning against the wall to light a cigarette. Santino watched the movement of his lips gripping the paper lazily, the smooth, unhurried motions of the lighter. At last Michael returned his gaze, eyeing him, calculating. “You don’t deserve a reward for breaking into my study.” When Santino opened his mouth to protest, he raised a finger. “Yes, yes, not breaking in. You were allowed right in the door. But it’s the behavior of a sex-starved stalker, wouldn’t you agree?”

Santino flushed and stood up. “Whose fault is that, Mikey? You haven’t visited me,” he whined. Michael made no reply, didn’t even look at him. He just looked out the window at the setting sun.

Fine. Time to get his attention, then. This was the way their little games always went. Santino circled around the desk to drape himself over Michael’s chest, inhaling his smoke and nuzzling against his neck in an effort to distract him. But it was Santino who was getting hot and bothered. “You can’t tell me I’ve come all this way for nothing,” he panted, inches from Michael’s lips.

A small sigh. “This is what happens when you come into my home without permission, Santi. You don’t get to cum in me.”

An indignant whimper escaped his throat. The Don’s body was intoxicatingly close to him now, right within reach yet so far away. Desperate for relief, Santino wove their legs through each other, straddling his thigh. Pleading and promises fell from his lips unbidden. “Please, ah fuck…Michael, I need it. Please, you can’t do this to me. I’ll make it the best you’ve ever had. You can do anything to me. Choke me, bite me, ride me until I bleed, I don’t care. I’ve been sitting here all day, thinking about you…”

Michael chuckled. “You’re really that horny? Well, help yourself then. I’m not going to help you.” He took another drag, feigning disinterest and looking out the window again. But his hand was on the small of Santino’s back, supporting him.

That touch alone was enough to drive him crazy. It was completely undignified, but he didn’t care. He just started grinding against the Don’s thigh, grateful even for that little friction. “Bastard,” he swore breathlessly. “Look what you’ve done to me.” He squeezed his thighs against Michael’s, gripping solid muscle. Maybe it was his imagination, but it seemed like Michael shifted his knee upward, angling into it.

“Mmm…please, kiss me Mikey. Please.” He strained towards Michael’s lips but two fingers pressed against his own, pushing him back. He growled in frustration and retaliated by taking them into his mouth, sucking on them vigorously. Maybe he could get close like this…but in another moment they were pulled away again, producing another whine.

Santino was getting to be a real mess. Sweat beaded against his collar and tears were forming in his eyes. “Fuck! No…I need to cum so bad…”

“Fine then. Show me how much.”

Santino moaned and humped faster, heedless of the way the fabric burned and strained against his oversensitive cock. The humiliation of the whole thing started to overwhelm him. The agony of those lips so close to his, those blank eyes fixed on Santino’s burning cheeks. And the rhythm that felt so good but so filthy. He realized he really was going to cum in his pants like a dog humping his master’s leg, but he couldn’t seem to stop. His own legs started shaking and he nearly slid sideways but Michael held him in place, letting him rut as hard as he wanted.

Michael must have felt the change in his motions, because he clamped a hand over Santino’s mouth before he could moan too loudly. Santino bit down on the flesh without thinking, but it didn’t stop him from sobbing through his orgasm.

When his senses started to return, he realized he tasted iron.

“Fuck…I bit you…” he said brokenly, still gasping.

But their little game was over, and that gentle, strong hand just caressed his cheeks, wiping away tears. “It’s okay.” Michael guided him to the chair and pulled him into his lap, holding him.

Only then did Santino feel his tiredness. Perhaps Michael had needed him just as badly. “I missed you,” Don Corleone said softly, into his curls. “Thank you for coming.”

[nickeverdeen]

If it's ok, I'd like to make a request for Ellie Williams from TLOU 1 with an adventurous, dreamy and creative fem!reader who's kind of air-headed and socially awkward? Maybe have Reader accompany Joel and Ellie on their journey because she's also immune or smth?

Plus Reader is a theatre kid and loves musicals + voice acting

Thank you in advance!

-🦝

Hey 🦝, thanks for the request and I’m sorry that it’s not longer and it took me so long. I hope it’s okay, love you 💚

————————————————————

Ellie Williams x platonic!immune!fem!reader

You and Ellie hit it off instantly, bonding over your shared sense of adventure and love for creative pursuits

Despite your differences, Ellie finds your dreamy and creative nature refreshing, and you like Ellie’s bravery and resilience

Your occasional air-headed moments lead to lighthearted and funny situations, which Ellie finds like an opportunity to tease you

You two are definetly socially awkward buddies yet you have a dynamic that balances it like: “you’re talking and I’m paying”

Ellie loses it when you mimic someone else’s voice and make fun of them even though it’s behind their back

She loves it

You guys often go out exploring abandoned buildings, sneaking into restricted areas, running around an empty mall at night

Ellie mostly drags you into this, though and you always get something out of it

The most used excuse you’ll ever hear from her when asking/saying that there can be some Clickers or Stalkers is:

“Why’re you scared? We’re immune”

She uses this 24/7

But when you ain’t messing around you’re also sometimes - mostly at night - having a deep conversations in general knowing you can trust each other

When things get bad you’re there for each other, through it all

Always

Your optimistic outlook on life kidna makes Ellie to see the brighter side of things, even in the midst of chaos

You stay up late into the night, swapping stories and dreams under the starlit sky, glad to have each other

Through thick and thin, you and Ellie stand by each other’s side, no matter what

When your immunity is discovered, Joel reluctantly agree to let you join their journey, knowing that your immunity could be crucial to finding a cure

At first, Joel is skeptical about having you tagging along, but Ellie convinces him that he can trust you

And she kidna scolds him for talking bad about you

Your presence adds a new dynamic to the group like more fun and creativity

You and Ellie often sneak snacks from Joel’s backpack, giggling like stupid kids during it

Your playful banter help lighten the mood during tense moments, providing much-needed comic relief for the group

Mimicing Joel’s voice and making fun of him is pretty much one of the things you do almost every day

While Joel might not be the biggest fan of it from the start Ellie loves it

Your talents go beyond voice acting, showcasing your skills in singing, storytelling, and even puppetry, are often appreciated

You become Joel’s new teasing target, with Joel often poking fun at your air-headed moments, albeit in a lighthearted manner

You have this thing going on between Ellie and Joel where Joel is your main target anf Ellie’s and you both are his

While you guys travel together there are sometimes during the day conversations about personal things

You wanted to make fun of Joel for wanting to live on a farm and be a singer - but you just couldn’t

Despite your air-headed tendencies, Joel and Ellie develop a protective instinct towards you, ensuring your safety and well-being all the time

Although unlike Ellie Joel has it balanced where he’s protective of both you and Ellie

Later when it came to the hospital wanting to make a cure Marlene decided to make a deal with Joel to choose which one of you he’ll be taking home alive

Let’s just say that he didn’t like that and just when they were about to open you this man turned into John Wick

Dad protective instincts kicked in

There’s no way in hell he’s gonna lose both of his “kids”, he can’t let that happen

Taking you and Ellie into Jackson obviously worried Joel, but when it came to lying he was glad that you believed him very easily unlike Ellie who was a bit sceptical

He feels guilty, but he’s glad that he has his “kids” safe abd Ellie is happy to know that her best friend is okay

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The infamous baba yaga.

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He watches over you.

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He hides out in your home.

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You take care of him.

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He asks for your help.

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Telling him your pregnant.

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He returns home late.

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You ask him to teach you self-defence.

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You are his new neighbour.

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Yandere!john wick kidnaps you.

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You find out that he’s an assassin.

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Stalker!john wick.

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He is your best friend’s dad.

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You look after his dog.

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You betray him.

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His enemies have come to kidnap you.

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You are married off to the mob.

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You work at the continental.

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You ask him about his tattoos.

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He’s your bodyguard.

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He’s retired.

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You have a bounty on your head.

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Your husband is officially ready to retire.

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You are assassin partners.

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Sugar daddy!john wick.

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Professor!john wick.

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He is freshly divorced.

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You have some explaining to do.

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Affirmation [hitman!Hyunjin]

Characters: Hyunjin, older fem!OC, Jeong In (mentioned), Felix (mentioned), Lee Know (mentioned) Rating: A/O for Adults Only Content Warnings/Tags: pining (m), banter, mentions of previous voyeurism (m), public foreplay/petting (m receiving), semi-public sex, shower sex, raw orgasm(s), doggy style Word Count: 5,330 Summary: After being apart from Blackbox for over a month, Hyunjin is going stir-crazy. He can't get her out of his mind no matter how much she seems to not want him around. When she agrees to meet him in Seoul, he's both surprised and eager. Note: This is part of a larger John Wick AU, which can be found here.

“I know you fucked I.N.”

            She snorted, adjusting the phone against her ear. “Now you’re a stalker, too? Pick a struggle, Hwang.”

            “I have,” he said, his voice eerily soft even through the phone. “It’s you.”

            “Spare me,” she sighed.

            “What does he have that I don’t?” he went on.

           “A positive rapport, a moral compass, I could go on but I don’t see the point,” she said.

            “I kept you alive in that cell,” he said.

            “You did,” she said, sharp now. “It cost me dozens of human lives, and even after all that you still didn’t free me. I.N did that.”

            “If it hadn’t been for me, no one would have found you,” he said.

            “See, this is why I don’t talk to you,” she said. “You never see the point even when it’s right in front of you.”

            “But it isn’t right in front of me,” he insisted. “We’re on the phone.”

            “You know what I mean, you jackass.”

            He whined. She glared at the living room wall and pretended it was him.

            “Where are you?” he asked. “I want to see you.”

            “If you have to ask then you must be a truly abysmal stalker,” she said.

            “I know you were at the Seoul Continental after your escape,” he said. “I don’t know where you went after that.”

            “And I’m not going to tell you. Don’t call again unless you actually need something, Hwang,” she said, and promptly hung up on him.

Hyun Jin exercised a remarkable amount of restraint by waiting a month to contact Blackbox again. A long month of shooting people at Lee Know’s command and hoping against hope that he’d run into her somewhere, despite being pretty sure she was in the States while he was still in Korea.

            Hell, at this point he would have accepted running into I.N. I.N was connected to her, therefore Hyun Jin could feel closer to her by proxy.

            I.N was partially to blame for Hyun Jin’s renewed obsession with her, anyway. Clearly, she had no moral scruples about sleeping with killers if she’d been just fine with fucking the Gumiho himself.

            Hyun Jin needed to sleep with her.

            He told himself that was all it was. Not that he missed being around her like when she’d been pretending to serve under Lee Know. Not that he was grateful to her for helping him get revenge on Yong Bok. Not even that she had sacrificed half of her contacts to quench his bloodthirst, a tithe to convince him to keep her alive once she’d been found to not be quite as loyal as everyone thought.

            No, he told himself, it wasn’t about any of that. He told himself it was just because he really needed to fill her with his cum.

            Losing half her might hadn’t affected her linchpin status. Blackbox had the Gumiho as her lapdog now; nobody was getting close to her without going through him, and very few people dared to even try. I.N had risen to prominence as a teenager and only gotten deadlier with every year that passed.

            Hyun Jin was almost desperate enough to mess with him, but he got the feeling if he so much as ruffled I.N’s hair wrong Blackbox would never speak to him again, on the phone or otherwise.

            So after a long month of jerking off to the worst things he could think of involving him, her, and sometimes even I.N, he called her again.

            “What?” she said, not bothering to greet him properly. At least she was courteous enough to speak Korean. He pouted and wished she could see it.

            “Ouch,” he said. “You didn’t miss me at all?”

            “Of course I didn’t,” she said. Hyun Jin clutched at his shirt like she’d wounded him grievously.

            “After all we’ve been through together,” he said theatrically. “It’s like you don’t even care about me.”

            “That’s because I don’t,” she said. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re a business contact. I don’t spare thoughts for you in my personal time.”

            All right, that one did sting a little.

             “Yet here I am thinking about you every single day,” he said.

            “Sounds like a personal problem,” she said.

            “Quite,” he agreed tersely. “Is he there with you right now?”

            “Who?”

            “The Gumiho.”

            “No,” she said. “Why? Think you’ll finish the job while he’s out?”

            “I don’t even know where you are,” he said honestly. “I’m surprised he’d leave you alone, though, after the ordeal. Both the threat to your life part and the fucking his brains out part.”

            “I don’t require an around-the-clock watch,” she said, ignoring the crass half of his statement. Hyun Jin shrugged even though she couldn’t see it.

            “You never know when you’ll find yourself in trouble,” he said.

            “Are you threatening me?”

            That stung a little more.

            “I had plenty of chances to kill you and I didn’t,” he pointed out.

            “Answer the question, Hwang,” she said, impatient.

            “Hyun Jin,” he snapped back.

            “What?” she asked, sounding as taken aback as he felt. He shouldn’t have said that. His name was one of his best-guarded secrets. He and the Gumiho were a lot alike in that way.

            “My given name,” he said, feeling suddenly soft, exposed. “Please use it instead.”

            “Are you threatening me, Hyun Jin?” she asked, though the fight had gone out of her voice.

            “No,” he answered, truthful. “No, I’m not threatening you. I miss you so much and I’m starting to think that the only way I’m going to see you is if you’re in trouble so bad that you need me again and finally fucking call me.”

            She made no reply to that. Probably too stunned to speak. So he went on.

            “But I don’t want that, either. I don’t want you to be in danger again. I don’t want you to need me like that. I don’t think I want you to need me at all. I want you to want me. I want you to want to see me.”

            Another couple beats of silence. Hyun Jin was gripping his phone too tightly.

            Finally, she said, “You’re asking a lot.”

            Hyun Jin ran his free hand through his hair and let his head fall back against the wall behind him with a thunk.

            “I know,” he said, trying not to sound as miserable as he felt.

            “What time zone are you in right now?” she asked, catching him off-guard.

            “KST,” he answered. “Why?”

            “Are you booked out these next several days?”

            Hyun Jin felt suddenly lightheaded. He wasn’t sure he’d heard her correctly.

            “No,” he said, answering the question as he’d processed it. “No, my time is mine these next few days.”

            “I’ll meet you at the Seoul Continental in three days,” she said in a voice that brokered no argument. Hyun Jin’s spine straightened automatically.

            “Yes, ma’am,” he answered.

            She hung up on him. Hyun Jin pulled his phone away from his ear and stared at it like he’d never seen it before.

Hyun Jin spent the next two days grappling with the possibility that this was a set-up and Blackbox was sending the Gumiho to kill him. I.N was smart enough not to break the rules by committing a crime on Continental grounds, but that wouldn’t stop him from camping out across the street and waiting to dome Hyun Jin when he finally came outside.

            Hell, even if Blackbox did show up, was she above using this as an elaborate scheme to lure Hyun Jin into a false sense of security? Was Hyun Jin really stupid enough to walk right into a potential trap like this?

            Whether or not stupid was the correct word for it, on the afternoon of the third day, he checked into the Seoul Continental and texted her his room number.

            Then he waited.

            An hour later, she texted him back.

          You’re not going to make me pay for my own room after coming all this way, are you?

            He raised an eyebrow and quickly typed back.

            You won’t have to pay for shit if you just share with me.

            Not ten seconds later, someone knocked on his door. He quickly got up to open it. There she was, suitcase in tow.

            “Was that supposed to be some kind of test?” he asked as he stood aside to let her in.

            “I wanted to see if you were gentleman,” she said. She surveyed the room, her eyes glancing over the one king-sized bed. “I’m unsurprised to find the answer is no.”

            “There aren’t a lot of gentlemen in this business,” Hyun Jin said, keeping his voice nonchalant as he locked and bolted the door. She couldn’t know about what he'd done with her security footage . . . Could she? “And besides, you came here so I could see you. How am I supposed to do that if you’re in another room?”

            “They offer rooms with two beds,” she muttered as she propped her suitcase on a stand and opened it. He watched while she unpacked a few things.

            “How long are you planning to stay?” he asked.

            “If I find I can’t stand you, just tonight. If I can? Then I’m not sure,” she said.

            “I’d better be on my best behavior, then,” he muttered.

            “I’m afraid it’s a little late for that,” she said, tugging a swimsuit out of her suitcase. Hyun Jin eyed her warily. Did she know? “I saw the pool on the way in. It makes New York’s look like a bathtub. I’m going down and you’re welcome to come.”

            Before Hyun Jin could even give his assent, she pulled her shirt and bra over her head in one motion. He gaped at her. She slipped out of her pants and underwear just as quickly. Then she wiggled into her swimsuit as though nothing strange had happened, as though she hadn’t just given Hyun Jin a great view of her bare tits and ass, a view that had only existed in his imagination up until now.

            She tossed him a withering look. “I thought we established you aren’t a gentleman. Are you coming or not?”

            She had to know. How had she found out? It was true that Blackbox seemed to know everything about everyone, but how had she found that out? He shook himself mentally and went to his own suitcase. “Yeah,” he grunted. He then promptly shut himself in the bathroom to figure out the best way to hide a boner in swimwear.

The pool was enormous. It looked like two long pools built to intersect, large enough to have an island at the center. One could access the island either by swimming to it and climbing a set of stairs or by crossing a bridge over the water. A member of the concierge provided them towels as they entered the pool area, and Hyun Jin followed her lead while she chose lounge chairs to leave their things at. She slipped out of her strapless cover-up, and Hyun Jin tugged his shirt over his head, dropping it on a chair.

            Now that he was no longer rattled, he was able to do a quick assessment of her body. The cuts and bruises she’d been dealt from her time as Lee Know’s prisoner had healed nicely, several of them joining a collection of older scars. Hyun Jin had quite a few of his own. It wasn’t really something you could escape in their line of work.

            She paused to put her hair into a high ponytail. Hyun Jin opted to leave his hair, almost shoulder length, loose. She crossed to the pool, descending the marble steps into the water. Hyun Jin trailed a few paces behind, surveying the others in the area. There weren’t too many people using the pool relative to its size.

            As stupid as it was, Hyun Jin felt abruptly protective of her. The odds of anything bad happening to her on Continental grounds were almost zero, which was probably why she’d chosen to meet here in the first place. Still, he couldn’t help the way his eyes slid across the other patrons, ensuring none of them were sizing her up or making note of her for a later date.

            She swam away from him, looking legitimately relaxed and happy to be in the water. So many people in this life, especially as they got older, let the mask be the default. Hyun Jin himself was only in his early twenties, and she had years on him, had been doing this shit even longer. It was nice to see humanity slip in, if only for a moment.

            Hyun Jin floated at his leisure, aware of her whereabouts without interrupting her while she paddled and dived down to swim along the bottom of the pool. He was suddenly terrified of annoying her, of breaking her peace.

            After maybe twenty minutes in the pool, Hyun Jin’s spine went straight thanks to a familiar voice. As discreetly as he could, he swam around to the other side of the island to get a better look. The owner of the voice met his eyes, and Hyun Jin did everything in his power to pretend it hadn’t happened.

            It was a former partner of his from a couple years ago, heiress to an underground empire. Her father had disapproved of Hyun Jin thanks to his erratic personality and reputation. It had not ended well.

            He turned to swim back the way he’d come, making it just around the corner of the island when he literally ran into the person he actually wanted to see. She gave him an inquisitive look.

            “What’s got you spooked?” she asked, her hands on his arms as though to stabilize him. Hyun Jin wasn’t often aware of the age gap between them, but right then he was extremely conscious of it. He wanted to press closer, as though seeking her protection or comfort, but he narrowly refrained.

            “Old entanglement,” he said honestly. “I don’t want her to talk to me.”

            She took a peek over his shoulder, then met Hyun Jin’s eyes again. “White bikini?” she asked for clarification.

            “Yeah,” he answered.

            “Do you trust me to handle this?” she asked next.

            “Yes,” he said without hesitation.

            A switch flipped then, and she backed him against the marble tiles of the island wall, her hands coming to rest on either side of his body, boxing him in. She was close enough for him to feel the warmth of her body, but not so close that they physically touched.

            “I don’t want you talking with her today,” she said, her voice sweet, almost pouting. He noticed the way her head was angled. It would be easy for anyone looking over his left shoulder to read her lips.

            “Why?” Hyun Jin asked, more than happy to play along.

            “Because you’re with me right now,” she said, her right hand rising out of the water to rest on his chest. “I don’t want her to think she has a chance with you. Not as a quick fuck or anything else.”

            “She has no chance with me, today or any other day,” Hyun Jin said, frowning now. “What’s past is past. She’s the one who threw me away.”

            “Are you bitter, Hwang?” she asked softly. Hyun Jin caught the purposeful omission of his given name. A secret kept between them.

            “A little,” he said. Her eyes sharpened on him.

            “Why?” she asked. “You should know I can be enough for you.”

            “Of course I know that,” he breathed. Was she still acting? Because Hyun Jin sure as shit wasn’t. “I’m obsessed with you. I have been for months.”

            “I know, baby,” she said. The petname went right to his cock, which was hardening down the right leg of his swim shorts. “I know you would do anything for me.”

            He nodded as she moved closer to him. Her left arm went around his shoulders while her right hand carded through his wet hair. Her body lined up with his, and there was no chance in hell she missed his erection.

            “I know all I’d have to do is call and you’d come running,” she said, her voice dipping lower. She was so close to him that no one could have known what she said other than him. Her right hand touched his cheek while her left trailed through the water and down his body, stopping to palm directly at his hard cock.

            He sighed raggedly.

            “You’d drop everything and fly halfway around the world . . . Whether I needed you to kill a man or stuff my cunt . . .”

            As she talked she continued to rub his cock. His breathing was labored now, his body tense as he warred with how good it felt for her to touch him, and how depraved he must have been to be this close to getting off in public, right in front of an ex, no less.

            “If you don’t stop, you’re going to make me come,” he admitted hoarsely. She raised her brows at him, her lips curving into a fiendish smile.

            “Really? Right here? You really would do anything for me.”

            He swallowed hard. “It would be humiliating.”

            “Oh, Hwang . . . You’ve done much worse things than orgasm in public . . .”

            That was enough. Before he could well and truly climax in the middle of the pool, he grabbed her arm and hauled her to the showers. He only just managed to get the water on and the curtain pulled closed when she was on him, kissing him like he’d starved her to death, pushing him back against the cold tile, as though she had been the one tormented instead of the other way around. His dick throbbed, and she must have felt it because she fumbled to get his swim shorts off without pulling away from their kiss.

            He pulled them down for her while she forced her tongue into his mouth, his tongue just as eager, spit and water dripping down their chins. He groaned in relief when his cock sprang free, achingly hard.

            She pulled away from their kiss to look at it, to wrap her hand around it, entranced by the way his girth fit in her grip.

            “You’re going to feel so fucking good inside me,” she sighed. Hyun Jin’s attention snapped from her hand to her face.

            “You’re going to let me fuck you?” he asked, unsure if he’d heard right. He’d frankly been expecting a handjob at best.

            “Please,” she said. “You of all people should know how badly I’ve wanted you for months.” He huffed a short laugh, incredulous.

            “Fuck,” he hissed, leaning his head back against the tile. “You know about what I did, don’t you?”

            “You mean the way you watched my security footage and liked it so much that you kept a fucking copy? Yes, Hwang, I know what you did,” she said. He grinned in disbelief. Then he switched places with her and got to his knees.

            “I get the feeling I should beg for forgiveness,” he said, gazing up at her. She chuckled.

            “I think that’s a very good idea,” she answered, pushing his wet hair out of his eyes.

            He tugged her bikini bottom off and pushed her back against the wall, out of the spray of the water so he could keep all her wetness for himself. He delved his tongue between her folds, long, deep licks that quickly had her sighing and moaning.

            “I’m not immune to you, Hwang,” she said. “You’re fucking gorgeous and seeing you in the pool like that made me so wet.”

            “Like what?” he asked, moving one of her thighs to rest on his shoulder and putting his mouth back to work teasing her clit. She shuddered.

            “At my mercy,” she sighed. He hummed, desire shooting straight to his straining cock, pre-cum drooling from the tip. While he sucked on her clit, he eased two fingers inside her, unable to start slow. She was already so open for him, so ready to be filled. He wanted to stuff his cock inside her right then, a quick, dirty fuck, but he was already so close that if he did it now, he would be the only one that came.

            Hwang Hyun Jin was a lot of terrible things, but selfish lover was not one of them.

            So he fucked her with his fingers first, stroking her clit with his tongue while he listened to her moans, memorizing what made her flinch and writhe so he could do it again and again. Finally, he found the perfect pressure with his tongue and the perfect speed and angle with his fingers, and she fell apart for him, her nails biting into his shoulder while her body shook and her pussy fluttered.

            He didn’t hesitate after that. He stood, ripping the bikini top with its flimsy ties off her body. He lifted her by the thighs, pressing her back against the wall as he fucked into her in one smooth, sound stroke. She gasped a moan, her nails digging into his back, and he hissed, pressing as deeply inside her as he could. Her cunt was still pulsing with her orgasm, and it felt so fucking good around his cock.

            “That’s it,” he moaned. “That’s right. So fucking greedy for me.”

            She nodded, her wet ponytail bobbing. “Want you to fuck me,” she moaned. “Want you to fill up my fucking cunt.”

            Hyun Jin bared his teeth in a wild grin, pulling back nearly to the tip. “I will,” he breathed.

When Hyun Jin fucked back into her, she whined along with every smooth, hard inch. His length filled her so deeply, his thickness stretching her pussy just right, lighting every nerve on fire. When she’d felt him in the pool, she’d known he would be big, but nothing quite prepared her for having him inside her.

            Despite what she’d thought would happen, despite how eager he was, he took his time to play with her now, long, slow strokes of his cock, all the way in and all the way out, forcing her to memorize every bit of his shape and size. His muscle control was impeccable. Her body was already buzzing from pleasure; he felt so good but she needed more.

            She kissed along his neck, showing her teeth here and there. He groaned, his cock twitching inside her, but he didn’t speed up the pace. She dragged her tongue up the side of his neck and he shuddered, driving himself inside her in a swift, hard stroke, lingering there while another greedy pulse went down the length of him. His control, fraying.

            “Please, Hyun Jin,” she murmured against the shell of his ear, little more than a whisper, leaving no chance that someone might overhear his name. He froze. “I need this.” He shivered, a soft groan escaping his perfect, plush lips. “I’ve needed it for months, ever since I touched myself in that fucking confinement cell to thoughts of you, sweaty and dripping, all over me.”

            “Fuck,” he choked out, and obeyed, his hands tight enough on her thighs to bruise as he snapped into a sharp, harsh rhythm, keeping her tight against the wall as he craned his neck to kiss her, a sloppy affair that quickly became little more than tongues stroking while they moaned into each other's mouths.

            “Yes, Hwang,” she gasped out. “That’s it, fuck, yes. Gonna make me come again.”

            “Good,” he grunted, a sound that quickly tapered into a whine as she scored her nails down his back. “I’m not going to last if you keep doing that.”

            “Then don’t last,” she goaded. “Fill me up with your cum like we both want so badly.”

            “Fuck, noona,” he groaned.

            “Harder, Hwang.”

            He did as commanded, and like she said she would, she came on his cock, her cunt fluttering euphorically over something so big. She didn’t bother trying to control the volume of her moans, alerting everyone in the showers that there were indeed degenerates in their midst. After three more hard thrusts, Hyun Jin fell apart, filling her with hot spurts of cum. With the exception of one more shuddering thrust, he didn’t even bother to fuck her through it, choosing instead to press as close to her as he could, body to body, cock buried, panting moans against her ear.

            “So fucking good, Hyun Jin,” she breathed in his ear once he’d finished emptying his mess inside her, his bruising grip letting up. He put her feet back on the floor and slid his cock out of her, still half-hard after all that. He was staring at her, lips parted as he tried to catch his breath, his tongue shifting behind his teeth. She couldn’t help it; he looked so good, fucked out and dripping wet, that she reached for the back of his neck, fitting her mouth to his all over again. His arms caged her against the wall instantly, pressing their naked bodies close.

            When they finally parted, he asked, “You’re staying more than one night, right?”

            She laughed, nodding. “Yeah. Seems it’ll be worth my while.”

After rinsing off the mess, they collected their things from the pool area and went back up to their room to wash the chlorine from their hair. Despite his insistence that they could totally shower together, she told him to go first and took hers after.

            Good thing, too, because once she got out of the shower Hyun Jin barely let her dry off before putting her face down, ass up on the bed and fucking her again. She came even harder than before, her core still sore from the first round. From the sound of him, he came just as hard this time, and the mess wasn’t diminished in volume.

            She rolled over on the bedspread and just stared at him while he pushed the hair out of his face, his eyes locked on her pussy where his cum had started to leak out. His muscles were still tight from the exertion of fucking her twice, his plush lips parted while he panted. If one could get past the crazy and the killing, he was a perfect specimen.

            He licked his lips and pressed them together, meeting her gaze as he seemed to come back to himself. Then he stretched to grab the tissue box on the nightstand, his lean, strong body on full display. She groaned, pressing the heels of her hands against her eyes.

            “What?” he asked as he started to clean the mess from between her legs, careful not to use too much pressure. She could hear the smile in his voice.

            “You’re gorgeous and I’m going to be so fucking sore when this trip is over,” she moaned, dropping her hands to look at him. He was focused intensely on his task.

            “I would apologize, but I’m not even a little sorry,” he said. She huffed a short laugh in response.

            “Me neither,” she agreed. He dropped the tissues in the trash, then came to lounge next to her in the bed. He looked pensive, almost hesitant.

            “What is it?” she asked, rolling onto her side to face him.

            He was quiet for a moment, then met her eyes again. “You have to tell I.N. I refuse to be the other man.”

            “He already knows,” she said. “He knew before I left where I was going and why, and I updated him while you were in the shower. As long as you don’t hurt me, and as long as I don’t replace him, he doesn’t care.”

           Hyun Jin sighed with relief. “Thanks. I never want to be in that situation again,” he said. She propped herself up on an elbow.

            “You’ll murder forty-seven people in front of me, but you draw the line at infidelity?” she asked, a little incredulous but not unkind.

            “I’ve never been killed before, so I guess I’m able to mentally distance myself from that one,” he said by way of explanation.

            “You’ve been cheated on?” she asked. He nodded.

            “You’d be surprised how often it happens. They either think I’m too busy to notice, or too deranged to care. Neither is true.”

            “What about the woman at the pool? Did she . . . ?”

            “Yeah. Her father disapproved of me and rather than cutting me loose she just . . . let me be a side piece. Except I didn’t know I was the side piece,” he said. He made a disgusted sound. “And when I did find out, I killed the other guy. It was the wrong call. I should have killed her, but at least I know better now.”

            “You kill your exes?” she asked.

            “Only the ones that betray me,” he said.

            “I’ll try to stay on your good side,” she said.

            “I don’t think you have anything to worry about,” he said. “You’ve been honest with both me and I.N, and I’m sure it’s obvious by now that I trust you. And my trust is very difficult to earn these days.”

            “I gathered,” she said softly, thinking of the way his name felt on her tongue.

            “I want to meet him,” Hyun Jin said then. “I.N. I want to make sure we all know what’s happening.”

            “Yeah,” she said, nodding. “I can arrange that.”

            “Gotta make sure your scary guard dogs can get along,” he muttered. She chuckled, a lopsided grin on her face.

            “My what?”

            “Scary guard dogs. I figure you need at least two to make up for all the allies you lost,” he said.

            “The ones you killed, you mean,” she clarified. He waved his hand dismissively.

            “Whatever. Lee Know would have done it if I hadn’t, but if Lee Know had, you wouldn’t have gotten anything out of the deal. He’s not as nice as me,” he said.

            “Low bar,” she said. He pouted.

            “I’ve been very nice to you,” he said.

            She hummed thoughtfully and reached to run her index finger along his soft length. His eyes snapped to her hand.

            “I certainly hope you’re not as nice to everyone as you are to me . . .”

            “Point made,” he said, his voice a little strained again. There was no way he could go again so soon, and by the look on his face, he wasn’t very happy with his body thwarting him like that. She pulled her hand away from his cock, not wanting to torment him further. Instead, she leaned forward to kiss him, which he accepted gratefully.

            “I’m happy I came to see you,” she said softly, her eyes still closed. He kissed her again, his full lips slow and tender on hers.

            “So am I,” he said, then gathered her in his arms and lay back down, skin to naked skin.

            “You’re so warm,” she murmured, relaxing against him, her head on his chest. “I could sleep like this.”

            “We should do that tonight, assuming your sleep cycle isn’t too fucked up,” he said, his voice just as quiet, a vibration against her cheek. She nodded.

            “I’d like that.”

            Hyun Jin shifted, cradling her just that little bit closer. “Does I.N know your real name?” he asked quietly.

            “Yes,” she said. He’d known it for years, and even when he’d been angry with her, he’d never given it away.

            “Will you tell me, too?” Hyun Jin asked now, timid, like he feared her rejection.

            “In the morning,” she said.

            “Promise?” he asked next. She moved just enough so she could look him in the face. She’d never seen him look at her quite like that before, his expression gentle and open and a little afraid. She put her hand on his cheek.

            “I promise,” she said solemnly, and it smoothed the worry from his features. He closed his eyes, and she laid her head over his heart again.

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PROM NIGHT (1980) – Episode 268 – Decades of Horror 1980s

“The killer’s comin’! The killer’s gonna get you!” Ah, yes, the childhood game everyone played. Join your faithful Grue Crew – Crystal Cleveland, Chad Hunt, Bill Mulligan, and Jeff Mohr – as they discover who wins and loses in Prom Night (1980).

Decades of Horror 1980s Episode 268 – Prom Night (1980)

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At a high school senior prom, a masked killer stalks four teenagers who were responsible for the accidental death of a classmate six years previously.

Directed by: Paul Lynch

Writing Credits: William Gray (screenplay); Robert Guza Jr. (from a story by)

Music by: Paul Zaza, Carl Zittrer

Cinematography by: Robert C. New (director of photography)

Selected Cast:

Leslie Nielsen as Mr. Hammond

Jamie Lee Curtis as Kimberly Hammond

Casey Stevens as Nick McBride

Anne-Marie Martin as Wendy Richards (as Eddie Benton)

Antoinette Bower as Mrs. Hammond

Michael Tough as Alex Hammond

Robert A. Silverman as Mr. Sykes (as Robert Silverman)

Pita Oliver as Vicki

David Mucci as Lou Farmer

Jeff Wincott as Drew Shinnick

Mary Beth Rubens as Kelly Lynch (as Marybeth Rubens)

George Touliatos as Lt. McBride

Melanie Morse MacQuarrie as Henri-Anne

David Gardner as Dr. Fairchild

Joy Thompson as Jude Cunningham

Sheldon Rybowski as Seymour ‘Slick’ Crane

Rob Garrison as Sayer

David Bolt as Weller

Beth Amos as Housekeeper

Sonia Zimmer as Melanie

Sylvia Martin as Mrs. Cunningham

Elizabeth M. Mason as Adele (as Liz Stalker-Mason)

Pam Henry as Car Hop

Ardon Bess as Teacher

Lee Wildgen as Gang Member

Brock Simpson as Young Nick

Leslie Scott as Young Wendy

Tammy Bourne as Young Robin

Dean Bosacki as Young Alex

Debbie Greenfield as Young Kim

Karen Forbes as Young Jude

Joyce Kite as Young Kelly

Prom Night (1980) is one of six horror films in which Jamie Lee Curtis appeared over a three-year span from 1978 to 1981 and the last covered by the Grue-Crew. Three John Carpenter films (Halloween, The Fog, Halloween II) and Prom Night are joined by Road Games and Terror Train. 

Prom Night is not the best of Curtis’s 1978-1981 six-pack of horror movies (does that go without saying?), but is it the worst? Leslie Nielsen, soon to go through his transformation to a standout comedic actor, has little to do as Curtis’s character’s father and the school’s principal. There’s also the student body providing fodder for the killer, the creepy kids that set the whole thing in motion fifteen years earlier, and athe disco music and dancing. Don’t worry. The Grue Crew will give you the straight poop.

At the time of this writing, Prom Night is available to stream from Shudder, Amazon Prime, Peacock, Hoopla, Kanopy, Tubi, PlutoTV, and Freevee. It is also available on physical media as a Blu-ray formatted disc from Synapse Films. 

Every two weeks, Gruesome Magazine’s Decades of Horror 1980s podcast will cover another horror film from the 1980s. The next episode’s film, chosen by Chad, will be Ghost Story (1981), based on Peter Straub’s 1979 novel! The Grue-Crew has been wanting to do this one for a long time! If you heard them announce Without Warning (1980) on the podcast, they apologize for the change, but it is on the schedule for November. Be patient, fellow babies.

Please let them know how they’re doing! They want to hear from you – the coolest, grooviest fans – so leave them a message or comment on the Gruesome Magazine Youtube channel, on the Gruesome Magazine website, or email the Decades of Horror 1980s podcast hosts at feedback@gruesomemagazine.com.

Check out this episode!

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“Playlists of my unhealthy obsessions/Simping”

These men have caused such a brain rot- that like they are my whole personality. I made a little playlist of songs for them

Dave/William Afton (🧍‍♂️ I have problems)

Jocelyn Flores - XXXTENTACION

Can You Feel My Heart - Bring Me the Horizon

Yandere - Jazmin Bean

Sex, Drugs, Etc. - Beach Weather

R U Mine? - Arctic Monkeys

Play Date - Melanie Martinez

Perverted - Elita

The Neden Game - ICP

Stalker’s Tango - Autoheart

Say My Name - Alex Brightman

Imma Kill You - ICP

Blow My Brains Out - Tikkle Me

CHOKE - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

Ryn, Rabinit Run - Flanagan and Allen

Boogie Woogie Wu - ICP

Donnie

Dirty Harry - Gorillaz

Me and Your Mama - Childish Gambino

Hell of a Ride - Bo Burnham

Family Jewels - Marina and the Diamonds

I’m still standing - Elton John

Puppet Boy - DEVO

Afraid - The Neighborhood

Reflections - The Neighborhood

Fluorescent Adolescent - Arctic Monkeys

One day - Lovejoy

The Ending - Hobo Johnson

Trouble - Hazel Bloom

Teen Romance - Lil Peep

Alien Blues - Vundabar

Team - Mag.Lo

Bad - Michael Jackson

Orphan Tears - Your Favorite Martian

Draxum

Problems - Mother Mother

Zydrate Anatomy - Paris Hilton

Toxic - Britney Spears

Liquid Smooth - Mitski

W.D.Y.W.F.M? - The Neighborhood

Trom Cat - Tyler, the Creator

E.T. - Katy Perry, Kanye West

Molly - MSI

Enemy - Imagine Dragons, JID

Never Satisfied - CORPSE

Desire - Meg Myers

Venom - Little Simz

Daddy AF - Slayyter (don’t ask)

Supermassive Black Hole - Muse

Such A Whore - JVLA

Six Forty Seven - Instupendo

Silco

Daddy issues - The Neighborhood

Genius- Sia, Diplo, Labrinth, LSD

Same Old Love - Selena Gomez

Guys My Age - HEY VIOLET

Life of the Party - The Weeknd

High Enough - K.Flay

Government Hooker - Lady Gaga

Why don’t U - Father, ABRA

New Americana - Halsey

Do You Even? - Jorge Aguilar II

Sugar Daddy - Qveen Herby 

Royals - Lorde

I Feel Like I’m Drowning - Two Feet

New Person, Same Mistakes - Tame Impala

Cold - Maroon 5

Come As You Are - Nirvana

Fantasy - Bazzi

Raph (my sweet baby boy 😭)

Dark Red - Steve Lacy

Somebody To Love - Queen

Careless Whispers  - George Michaels 

Her - Tyler, The Creator 

Are We Still Friends? - Tyler, The Creator

Trumpets - Jason Derulo

Hold On, We’re Going Home - Drake

Rodeo - Lil Nas X

Ms. Jackson - Outkast

EARFQUAKE - Tyler, The Creator

Mine - Bazzi

Die for You - The Weeknd

Love on the Brain - Rihana

Crazy In Love - Beyoncé, JAY-Z

Lucifer

Gooey - Glass Animals

Love Me Dead - Ludo

The Distance - CAKE

Like A Stone - Audioslave

Luxurious- Gwen Stafani

Applause - Lady Gaga

Please Me - Cardi B, Bruno Mars

Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand

Alejandro - Lady Gaga

Love Is a Bitch - Two Feet

Aint no Rest for The Wicked - Cage the Elephant

Animal - Sir Chloe

Mr. Saxobeat - Alexandra Stan

Judas - Lady Gaga

Livin La Vida Loca - Ricky Martin

White Flag - Bishop Briggs

River - Bishop Briggs

Blurred Lines - Robin Thicke

Sway - Michael Bublé

Juicy

Monster Energy Gun - KevinKempt

Chop Chop Slide - ICP

Get Low - Lil Jon

Crazy - Gnarls Barkley

Star Shopping - Lil Peep

Never There - CAKE

Shake That - Eminem, Nate Dogg

Everywhere I Go - Hollywood Undead

Revenge - XXXTENTACION

POLTERGEIST! - CORPSE

My Mom - Eminem

Asshole - hooligan chase

Under the Influence - Eminem, D12

Shots - LMFAO

Him and I - G-Eazy, Halsey

The Hills - The Weeknd

my boy - Billie Eilish

Leo

Ain’t Shit - Dojo Cat

Feel Like God - Gazy

Nightmare - Halsey

Good-Old Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen

Mujeriego - Ryan Castro

Sweet Dreams - Eurythmics, Annie Lennox

Let’s Groove - Earth, Wind, and Fire

Pizzazz - Akintoye

Slumber Party - Ashnikko

INDUSTRY BABY - Lil Nas X

Milkshake - BBY KODIE

Bad - Michael Jackson

Pony - Ginuwine

Death of a Bachelor - Panic! At the Disco

Blah Blah Blah - The Oozes

Everybody Loves Me - OneRepublic

Joker (Joaquin & Heath’s) (don’t ask- please dont)

Purple Lamborghini- Skrillex, Rick Ross

Fame - David Bowie

Wolf is Sheep’s Clothing - Set It Off

To Catch a Predator- ICP

Back in Black - AC/DC

Tentative - System of a Down

Rainbows and Stuff - ICP

Hokus Pokus - ICP

Murder Go Round - ICP

The Juggla - ICP

HAHA - Lil Darkie

Broken - Lund

I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace

Criminal - Britney Spears

Cradles - Sub Urban

Loki

Mind Games - Sickick

I’m A Slave 4 U - Britney Spears

Who is She? - I Monster

A Pearl - Mitski

Cigarettes Out the Window - TV Girl

Redbone - Childish Gambino 

All for Us - Labrinth, Zendaya

Sucker For Pain - Lil Wayne, Imagine Dragons

My Ordinary Life - The Living Tombstone

Bubblegum Bitch - MARINA

I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! At the Disco

Partition - Beyoncé

Suit and Tie - Justing Timberlake

Jealous - Eyedress

Yellow - Coldplay

My Oh My - Camila Cabello

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Movies That I watched in 2023

This year I made further in my list then I did Last year, I could have watched more but I guess it was enough, I even did a little research and watched the whole Filmography of polish director Andrej Zulawski, something I want to do with other director, next I wanna do is David Cronenberg, but that's for next year.

Favorites are the ones in Bold.

Inferno (1980)

Nightmare City (1980)

The Bird With the Crystal Plumage (1970)

Career Opportunities (1991)

Seven Blood-Stained Orchid's (1972)

Urusei Yatsura: Only You (1983)

The Menu (2022)

Possession (1981)

Urusei Yatsura 2: Beautiful Dreamer (1984)

The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and her Lover (1989)

Zombie for Sale (2019)

The Third Part of the Night (1971)

Solaris (1972)

The Banshees of Inisherin (2022)

Benediction (2021)

The Devil (1972)

That Most Important Thing: Love (1984)

The Public Woman (1984)

L'amour Braque (1985)

On the Silver Globe (1988)

Infinity Pool (2023)

Seven Samurai (1954)

Skinnamarink (2022)

When You Finish Saving the World (2022)

Sharper (2023)

My Nights are More Beautiful Than Your Days (1989)

Boris Godunov (1989)

Cocaine Bear (2023)

Blue Note (1991)

John Wick 4: Baba Yaga (2023)

Szamanka (1996)

La Fidelidad (2000)

Cosmos (2015)

Unicorn Wars (2022)

Night on the Galaxy Railroad (1985)

Treasure Planet (2002)

The Secret of NIMH (1982)

Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas (2003)

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves (2023)

Renfield (2023)

Stalker (1979)

The Castle of Cagliostro (1979)

Song of the Sea (2014)

The Red Turtle (2016)

One Piece Film: Red (2022)

I Like Movies (2022)

Tetris (2023)

Spirited Away (2001)

Persona (1966)

The Legend of Hei (2019)

They Cloned Tyrone (2023)

The Raid 2 (2014)

Marcel the Shell With Shoes On (2021)

Escape From the Silver Globe (2021)

Dracula (1931)

Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives (1986)

Cobweb (2023)

The King of Comedy (1982)

Saint Maud (2019)

Gerald's Game (2017)

A Zed and Two Noughts (1985)

Saw X (2023)

Bottoms (2023)

Into the Spider-Verse (2018)

Oppenheimer (2023)

Barbie (2023)

Metalapocalypse: Army of the Doomstar (2023)

The Pianist (2002)

Opera (1987)

Beau is Afraid (2023)

Craig Before the Creek (2023)

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Thank you to all who tagged me ( @scarlettspectra @reallongwire)

[Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPS.]

Young!JW x Good Christian Girl!Reader

Dave Lizewski x Bimbo!MeanGirl!Reader (request)

KeanuWeen featuring John Wick(Slasher), Stalker!Neo, Demonic!Kevin Lomax, and I still have to decide the others hehe.

John Constantine x witchy!reader (practical magic inspired au)

She’s all that AU - Undecided character

10 Things I hate About You A - John Constantine

Howls Moving Castle AU

Road Trip - John Constantine

Neo x Office Siren!Reader

More from young!JW x ballerina fic

Digital Angel part 5

Jennifers Body AU - Dave Lizewski

and a few other dozen half written ones without titles lol

Tagging: Not sure who’s been tagged or not so if you’re getting this again feel free to ignore lol. @discoscoob @lilithlinen @another-identityofmine @y2kbbie