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Imagine Keanu's characters's serach history on their computer.
𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 hol' up, lemme cook.
john wick:
most effective guns
vintage cars
how to care for a dog
kevin lomax:
best ways to make your wife cum
romantic restaurants near me
ongoing court cases
jack traven:
body cam videos
cute date ideas for girlfriend
local crime news
john constantine:
how to cope with cancer
demon possessions
near-death experiences
ALSO. since coming out as lesbian, we have realized who our main crushes are:
from left to right: scarlett johansson, sandra bullock, jennie from blackpink, taylor swift, bella ramsey, ana de armas.
y'all think we have a type?? lol. seriously tho, they're all just so gorgeous. 💗
yes, i am lesbian.
yes, keanu reeves is still my man crush.
thank you for coming to our ted talk.
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marvel movies + keanu reeves references
keanu reeves MUST be in the mcu. i will not be able to die happy without it. /s
joel miller x daughter!reader — grumpy dad headcanons.
you're crazy if you think that he will let you go out on patrol without ellie or tommy, or at least with someone who he trusted with you. of course, he's paranoid about losing his only chance at redeeming himself as a father; so he's not going to take any risks at losing it.
if a clicker even comes remotely close to you, he will snap and take it down in the blink of an eye. half of the time, you didn't even have a chance to recognize that there was a clicker nearby.
although it doesn't happen much with him around, there have been some times when you have gotten hurt. whenever you were hurt or injured, he would always take the time to care for you delicately, like you were the most precious flower.
he hates to see you cry, no matter what the reason may be. it brings him back to sarah's cries, and he'll do anything in his power to comfort you and calm you back down.
when you're old enough to start dating, you'll have to sneak around late at night while he is sleeping. you'll also have to sneak around ellie and tommy until you're clear from the jackson grounds. but, of course, he'd find out about it later on; and he wouldn't be too pleased about the fact that you hid that you were dating someone.
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Baby Fever II -John Constantine x You
AN: Here is John tryin not to strangle the life out of you while he is trying to HELP YOU.
Two years later
You stir awake sometime in the middle of the night, groaning softly as a sharp pain shoots through your abdomen and low back. At first, you figure it's just another one of those common aches and pains that come with being pregnant. But as it persists, getting more intense and coming in regular waves, realization dawned on you that it’s not ordinary pain. This is something different. Something more. You’re going into labor.
You take a moment to breathe through the pain, trying to calm yourself and assess the situation. But the pain is becoming more and more intense, and you know it’s not going to be easy to go through this on your own. You carefully sit up in bed, wincing as another wave of pain washes over you, and reach out to gently shake your husband awake.
“John,” you call out softly, your voice a little shaky. “John, wake up. I think I’m.... I think it’s time.”
John stirs at the sound of your voice and the feeling of you shaking him gently. He groans, his eyes fluttering open, and for a moment he’s disoriented, struggling to wake up from a deep sleep.
“Wha- what’s wrong?” he mutters, his voice groggy and sleep-filled. “What's going on?”
You try to keep your voice steady, though you can’t help the hint of pain and worry that slips into it.
“It’s... it’s the baby, I think I’m in labor,” you say, wincing as another wave of pain hits you. “The contractions are coming fast and they’re really strong.”
John's eyes fly open fully, the last remnants of sleep disappearing as he sits up abruptly in bed. He looks at you, his expression shifting from groggy to alert and concerned. He instantly knows the situation is serious, and his protective instincts kick in full force.
“Are you sure? How long have you been having contractions?” he asks urgently.
You take a deep breath and try to recall when the pain started. It’s hard to think straight with the intensity of the contractions, but you do your best to recall the events of the night.
“I’m not sure,” you admit, your voice a little tight with pain. “I think they started about an hour or so ago. But they’ve gotten much worse since then. I think... I think it’s really happening.”
John’s face tightens at your words, his worries confirmed. He can see the pain etched in your eyes, and it only increases his concern. He gently takes your hand in his, holding it tightly as he tries to think clearly and come up with a plan.
“Okay,” he says, his voice calm yet urgent. “We need to stay calm and focus. We can do this. Have you tried timing the contractions? Do you know how far apart they are?”
“Fuck, John! Are you a doctor too now?!” You snap at him.
John glares at you for a moment, trying to keep his patience in check despite your snappy reply. He knows you’re scared and in pain, but he can’t help feeling a twinge of annoyance at being snapped at right now. He takes a deep breath and responds calmly.
“No, I’m not a doctor, but I know a few things about childbirth. Timing the contractions is important. It will give us a better idea of how far along you are and how much time we have before the baby comes.”
okkk slay talented queen 💅
this actually had me snickering to myself low-key. love this sinical bastard.
彡✧.* important update, please read!
— hey, all.
as you may know, hurricane debby has made landfall. unfortunately, we live in the state that this storm is targeting. although it appears as though we MAY be just outside of the worst of the storm, we're still going to make this post to say the following:
we MAY lose power. we're praying that we won't; but, if we do, you'll know why we may be a little bit inactive.
it may inflame our arthritis (yes, we have arthritis. it's called rheumatoid arthritis, and it sucks HUGE ass), so it could impact our ability to write/type.
storms are scary for us. since this is the first hurricane we're going to experience w/ this arthritis, we're very stressed & unsure of how our body is going to react to said storm.
sorry for so many updates recently, but we felt as though this was critical to post considering the hurricane quite literally just made landfall.
and also, we saw the new footage of TLOU s2 & OMFG the hype is so real. expect more TLOU stuff.
last thing: squid game s2 is also coming out soon, so we may get back into k-dramas and therefore may post some content for our favorites. we hope you can look forward to the many new content to come!
⋆。˚❃ question for the blog
how would you guys feel about us writing more the last of us content? we feel like, since the second season of the hbo series is now being really hyped up (and, tbh, we're also really hyped for it), we're becoming more inspired to post works for the franchise until we are re-inspired to write more of the keanuverse characters. of course, we're still going to write headcanons from time to time and create your requests for the characters. but, we'll most likely be slowing down on that fandom until our inspiration comes back. so, our question is: would you be interested in more of the last of us headcanons/fics from us? please let us know, we're interested to hear your thoughts!
should we write more the last of us?
hells to the yeah
uh, no
just to be clear: we're NOT quitting writing keanuverse characters, we just haven't had much inspiration to write for them recently; and, we've been finding ourselves growing more and more hyped to see season 2 of tlou.
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it actually is a combination of the words "forever" and "euphoric"! i chose "forever" because it's the name of a song i've been listening to a lot recently. it's linked below if you wanna give it a listen ❣️
Baby Fever - John Constantine x You
John and you engage in a bit of sexy banter before getting intimate, throughout the day, you get emotional about wanting a family with him.
“Hey, handsome…” Your voice echoed.
John’s smirk deepened as he watched you move across the room, your sexy hips swaying just the slightest bit as you approached him. “Don’t get any ideas, kitten. I’m too drunk for that.”
He took another swig from the whiskey bottle and offered it to you with a raised eyebrow. “Do you want some?”
Inwardly, John couldn’t help the surge of warmth he felt when you called him handsome. It was rare for someone to refer to him so affectionately. Still, he couldn’t let you see that, and his usual snarky facade was firmly in place.
You chuckled and straddled his lap before accepting the whiskey bottle from him and taking a sip. “Mhm, you should take it easy. I don’t want you dying on me.” You say as you hand him back the bottle.
John stared at you for a moment as you straddled his lap, his eyes traveling over your body with a hint of approval in his gaze. He took the bottle back from you and took a small sip, then set it aside.
He ran a hand through his dark hair, slightly tousled from his recent exorcism. “I’m not going anywhere, Kitten. I’ve already tried, and they won’t take me.” He shifted slightly under you, his hands resting on your hips, fingertips barely grazing your skin.
His voice turned a little softer, more playful. “Besides, what would you do without me, Y/N? You’d be lost without your dark knight to protect you from the angels, or drag you down to hell with me, wouldn’t you?”
You scoff and roll your eyes playfully before resting your forehead against his. “Well, yeah...can’t imagine living without your mean ass.”
John laughed softly and returned the playful headbutt, his hand sliding up to cup the back of your neck. “Then don’t.” He leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, never quite allowing you to get a good taste of him. It was a tease, a promise of what was to come.
He pulled back, his eyes dancing with desire. A slow grin spread across his lips as he pulled you back more firmly onto his lap, wrapping an arm around your waist. “You’re addicted, sweetheart. Like a junkie to their fix.”
You chuckled and buried your face against his chest, you tilted your head a bit to kiss his neck softly. “Hmm, I’m afraid I can’t deny that.”
John let out a soft groan as you kissed his neck, his fingers tangling in your hair. “Thought so, my dear. That’s why you can’t leave me, can you?”
He shifted you to sit more comfortably on his lap and pulled you in closer, giving in to the slow, building desire he felt. His hands roamed up your back, the tips of his fingers gently grazing the small of your back, then stroked down over your hips.
“What do you say we take your mind off all this nonsense and get in bed, Y/N?” He nuzzled his nose against the top of your head, breathing in the scent of your perfume mixed with your own aroma. “I think we both could use a good fucking.”
You giggled and bit your lip. “I’ve been looking forward to that all day long. BUT…”
John pulled back a bit to look at you, his eyes narrowing, waiting for the catch. “But?”
You looked into his eyes searchingly for a moment before mumbling. “You’ll have to give me a baby, please?” You pouted a bit.
John’s brow furrowed as you mentioned a baby, the seriousness of it causing his grin to falter for a moment.
“Y/N..." His eyes softened, and he couldn’t help but feel flattered that you wanted to have his child. “I wouldn’t be able to protect it from the demons that come for me. That’s a promise I can’t make.”
He ran a finger gently down your cheek, hating the pain he saw in your eyes when he said it. It was the truth, though, and he wouldn't lie to you. “There’s more than enough pain and suffering in this world. I don't want to bring a child into that. Believe me when I say I—”
You cut him off. “Goddamn it, John! I’m so sick of this! We’ve been married for 5 years now and whenever I mention this...you pull out the demons card. Can’t you see I need it?!”
John’s eyes widened for a moment before he released a deep, frustrated sigh. “Y/N, I'm not trying to—”
He paused as you continued, the pain in your voice hitting him like a ton of bricks. “Five years, hm? That’s a long time. I thought you understood. I can’t—”
He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close, guilt and worry mixing with his desire. “I care about you more than anyone, sweetheart. I just don’t think it’s the right thing to do. I need to protect you from the dangers that come with this life.”
He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment. “I promise I’ll try and find a way. But, I need you to trust me for now.”
You wiped your tears quickly before they fell and just nodded, because you know you will never win an argument with his fucking hard head. You let it go for now.
John’s grip on you tightened, feeling the tears you wiped away and hating that he was the reason for them. “We’ll find a way. I promise.”
He tenderly kissed the corner of your mouth, then pulled you in for a deep kiss, his other hand cupping the back of your head. There was a mix of apology and promise in it, something that said, ‘I won't let you down.’
He broke the kiss, his breathing heavy. “Now, let’s get to bed before we act on the fucking part of your proposition.” He smirked, trying to lighten the mood and bring you back to your usual banter.
He stood up, keeping his arm around your waist to help you up. “Am I still annoying you, by the way? I’ll need to know if you still want me around.” He raised an eyebrow, gesturing for you to lead the way to the bedroom with a tilt of his head.
You rolled your eyes playfully and grabbed him by his hand to the bedroom. “Hating to admit, but yeah. I don’t even know why I love you.” You murmured playfully.
John chuckled, letting you lead him to the bedroom, taking in the sight of your round ass swaying as you walked. He pulled you into his side as you entered the room, clearly checking you out.
“Well, that’s a mystery that I’ll have to continue to solve, Y/N. One kiss, one touch, one dark thought at a time.” He planted a kiss on your shoulder blade, before letting you go to stride over to the bed. “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure to keep you satisfied and hate me just enough for you to keep me around. It’s a delicate balance, but I’m rather good at it.”
John climbed onto the bed, laying on his back, his hands behind his head. “Come here, Y/N. I’ve got just the thing to keep you distracted from your baby cravings.”
You laughed softly before you started taking off your tight black skirt and button up blouse. “What Constantine? you’ll let me suck your cock?”
John’s gaze followed you as you undressed, his pants beginning to grow tight with his arousal. “I was thinking more along the lines of you spreading your legs for me and me pounding your sweet, tight pussy until you scream for mercy.”
A wolfish grin spread across his lips as he watched you, his eyes dark with desire. “But, if you want to suck my cock, I won’t say no to that, either. I’ll have to make this a marathon to pay you back for all the lost time, though.”
You bit your lip smiling as you now stand in your set of black lace lingerie, You slowly climbed onto the bed. “Mhm? Is that so?”
John’s eyes never left you as you climbed onto the bed, desire thick in the air between the both of you. He reached for you, pulling you between his legs. “Yes, that’s exactly so.”
He ran a hand up your thigh, his fingers grazing the edge of your lace panties. “But I’m willing to negotiate. What are you in the mood for, Y/N? Do you want me pounding your tight pussy, or do you want to taste my cock?”
He nipped at your neck, pulling back to look you in the eyes. “Tell me, my dear. Which is it tonight?”
You grinned and bit your lip, your hands reaching for his head, your fingers gently massaging his scalp. “Imma be greedy and ask for both.”
John chuckled softly, feeling your fingers in his hair. “You always know how to get to me, angel.”
He started to lower his head, intending to kiss his way down your body, but you interrupted him, and he smirked. “Alright, my greedy little kitten. But you’ll have to pay for it, of course.”
He pushed you down, making you rest your head on the pillows. “Spread them for me, Y/N. Show me your wet, tight pussy.”
He moved between your legs, his pants falling to the ground. “I’ll taste you first. You’ve been teasing me all day. I’m not about to pass up the chance to taste you.”
You grinned mischievously and squeezed your thighs together. “Oh yeah? Nope. Not feeling like it tonight.” Fucking liar, you want him to devour you.
John’s eyes flashed with annoyance, and he growled at you softly. “I told you, tease me, and you’ll regret it. Open up or I’ll have to come up with something else that’s going to make you regret it.”
He nipped at your inner thigh, making it clear he was serious. “You wouldn’t want me to bend you over this bed right now and pound that tight, wet little pussy of yours? Show me a little respect and open for me, Y/N.”
He pressed a kiss to your thigh, then began to nibble at the fabric of your panties, making an easy way to get you to spread.
You winced a bit and closed your eyes. “You’re no fun…” You slowly spread your legs for him and pout a little. “I wanted to tease you, you meanie…”
John smirked, feeling victorious, as you spread your legs. He loved teasing you as much as you loved teasing him. He moved closer, his lips grazing your skin, then stopped right before your clit. “Well, you’re mine, Y/N. And I’ll tease you whenever I damn please. But I appreciate the effort…”
He leaned in, gently at first, flicking his tongue over your clit, then sucked on it softly, pulling it between his lips and swirling his tongue around it. His hands roamed over your body, caressing you and pulling off your panties, tossing them to the side. “Are you enjoying this, Y/N? Or do you want me to stop?”
He licked up and down your folds, teasing your entrance before diving in with his tongue, making you gasp and arch your back.
You moaned and bucked your hips against his mouth involuntarily. “Fuck, John...don’t stop now.” You’re a mess beneath him right now.
John grinned, hearing you moan and buck against his mouth. He continued to pleasure you, alternating between licking and sucking at you until your hips were bucking wildly against his face.
“I told you I wouldn’t stop. This is what happens when you test my patience, angel. You get punished.”
okkk gonna have to read this later tonight 👀
Let’s give this as many notes as the anti version.
yep.
Keanu reeves characters with a reader who just had to put down there childhood dog 😢
💌 a/n:: we got this request while we were recovering from covid, so apologies if there were any delays!
the keanuverse characters — headcanons.
john wick
of course, this man's going to empathize with you. although he wouldn't know exactly what it was like to lose a childhood dog, he sure does know what it's like to lose a dog that meant wonders to him. he's going to be there with you while you grieve, and he'll occasionally stop by with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. you would save all of those flowers for as long as you could. because, when the flowers die, they make you think back to your dog. but, you couldn't let him know that.
jack traven
he's never really had any kind of dogs in his childhood, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't love them. he's going to be there for you whenever you need him. even after a grueling day working in the force, he will stop by just to visit you. "I understand what it's like to lose someone close to you." he softly whispers to you, keeping his voice a low volume while speaking gently. but, somehow, that naturally deep voice of his would always get you distracted from the grief over your childhood friend, your dog.
john constantine
let's be honest, he's gonna be a bit of a dick about it. he'll make deadpanned jokes at you for crying so much over one little dog. he doesn't understand grieving, or why people do it. how-ever, he will still listen to you when you need someone to cry to. he loves being there for you, but he can't feel sympathy or empathy, so he never knows how to respond to what you have to say.
tom ludlow
he'll always visit you in your home/apartment with a bottle of your favorite alcohol. despite being familiar with grief, he never learned how to cope well with it, leading to him using alcohol as a source of relief; to numb himself. when he is there with you, he'll listen to you until he's really too drunk to coherently understand what you were saying. it will always be random times when he leaves, and he'd always leave the rest of the alcohol bottle with you as a "gift".
"𝓘 𝓓𝓞."
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This is it.
The day hundreds of lives were ended so that John would be able to settle down in his life with you, the most precious thing that he’s ever had in his life. You’re like his rock that he’s never had growing up, and he wouldn’t dare risk allowing his bloody career to get in the way of the life that he could have with you. And now, everything that he had planned and gone through that day for this very ceremony was coming into fruition.
Today made it feel like everything he did that night was worth it: all of the lives he took, and the blood he had to so violently spill. Watching you walk down the aisle in the dream wedding dress he’d always imagined on you, kissing you slowly at the altar after you’ve shared your vows to seal your commitment after years of dating each other.
— decided to edit this a little bit. feel free to read the updated version if you're interested.
ted logan x drama!f!reader — headcanons.
while you're practicing and rehearsing for your lines, he will be there to help you and support you in any way he could. although you try to act like the pressure didn't get to you, and that you were handling everything with stride, he would be the only one to see your true breakdowns.
during one of these breakdowns, he will guide you through whatever lines you're flubbing up or having problems with. he'll rehearse with you even if he's not involved in the play.
when it comes to costume malfunctions, he will take the damaged costume to missy for her to fix it up for you. it'd only be a matter of days before you would receive the returned costume. it always feels like a wave of relief washes over you in one of these moments.
similarly to the costumes, if there's something wrong with your make-up that he catches before the final show, he'll take you somewhere private backstage to wipe it off until it's perfect again. or, if it's an extreme make-up emergency, he'll take you to missy to have her revise your situation and fix it.
im not sure if you have any giudines for what you will write so ofc im sry if this crosses over them but
how about any keanu character where they get into a fight with reader and they raise there hand to wipe there face or something and she flinches and they feel super guilty etc
💌 — hi, there! this prompt isn't on the guidelines, i'm fine with writing it! i should post a requests guidelines soon. i'm honestly just surprised and grateful to be sent requests!
decided to go with constantine 'cus i've been thirsting over that bastard religiously recently. i need help. but, you could imagine this as wick, too imo.
🪷 — lillian.
"You know I can't let you go out alone, (y/n)! It's too dangerous." John nearly scolded you, having to bite on his lower lip to recompose himself and regain his control.
However, as he did so, John would proceed to notice that you were beginning to well up with tears in your eyes. The man's protective instincts over you immediately kick in, prompting him to slowly approach you, completely unaware of how his height was intimidating to you in the moment. Then, the most dreaded thing you anticipated: seeing him raise his hand up towards you. The action caused you to flinch and tremble, your eyes closing tightly.
"(Y/N)...(y/n), what's wrong?" John inquired in a much softer voice compared to the one he was speaking in previously. He slowed down the movement with his hand before bringing it down to cup against the side of your cheek, causing you to rest your head into his touch.
"I'm sorry..." You whimper softly, your eyes welling up with tears that threatened to spill out at any given second.
"Shh, you didn't do anything wrong." He whispered back while his eyes were staring directly into your own.
"I—"
"Hey. You know I'd never hurt you, right?" John asked in a soothing tone against his naturally deep voice, cutting you off before you could even finish what you were going to say. But, then again, maybe that would've been for the best.
No, he wasn't going to let you even think that you did anything wrong.
"Mm-hmm..." You mutter, nodding your head slowly in agreement to answer John, who leaned in slowly to purse his lips and connect them with your own, sealing the both of them into a tight kiss. After what felt like an eternity only did you and John pull away from each other, your breaths ragged and heavy from the passion you had just displayed for each other.
"Good." John eventually broke the silence between either of you, only for him to gently yet firmly hold onto the back of your head and pull you closely into another searing kiss, this time eliciting a moan of surprise and pleasure out of you in response.