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vknotfound · 2 months
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if i had to choose a gif as my favourite, it would be this one a thousand times, idk it gives me the vibe too it's like aklsjdkasmcmjaowskdsilovehimsomuch
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ariksly · 1 month
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ozynsane · 23 days
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Bbg Neo to the rescue!!
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beansricejc · 2 months
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Headcanon: Keanu Reeves's characters as University Students.
what an amazing prompt omfg! CW: cursing, implied homophobia, vulgar descriptions of drug use
JOHN CONSTANTINE - Religious Studies / Parapsychology. His parents would roll their eyes and friends would laugh at such a degree to work towards. “You’re kidding.” John’s dad would grumble, scoffing as his swigs a beer. “You might as well just become a priest and swear off chasin’ tail. What the fuck even is… parapsycholo-“
“I’d be studying psychic or paranormal phenomena, for your information.” John would groan, snatching his dad’s cigarette box from the porch table and lighting one up. His father, an even more cynical asshole (if you can believe it) than him, laughed in disbelief.
“You’re seriously wasting your prime years on bein’ a ghostbuster?” His dad snickered, then calling John an unsavory, homophobic slur, as per usual. These talks he has with his father always end up with one of them getting a bloody nose and their ass kicked. This time, it’s his drunk of a father.
Who knew that would end up helping him in the long run, with casting demons out of little girls and helping twins in the afterlife?
KEVIN LOMAX - Law/Finance. Of course this big shot lawyer is going to have a law degree, duh. But I also envision something else. I can picture Kevin pulling a Jordan Belfort, scamming rich fools into investing into shitty companies. Money laundering, tax evasion, snorting cocaine out of a hired woman’s ass, all at the top of a sky scraper in the financial district in the Big Apple. He definitely skipped class to sleep in or recover from a previous night’s partying. It didn’t matter though, Kevin is stupidly smart and hardly needs to study to pass any sort of exam.
NEO - Computer Programming. Do I even have to explain this one? Late nights, redbull, he’s gotta pass somehow, and these classes are making Neo work for it.
JACK TRAVEN/JOHNNY UTAH - Criminal Justice. These boys in blue were at the top of their class at their respective programs, Utah for the FBI, and Traven for the LAPD police academy. It always helps to have a bit of book smarts to go along with their pretty faces.
JOHN WICK - Our favorite Russian assassin didn’t go to college, we already know this. However, if he did, I can see our man going in for a History or English degree. Years pass and he graduates, getting a job at some middle school out of state to get far away from his past life as he can. Mr. Wick is a fantastic teacher, the boys think he’s cool as hell and the girls think he’s scary but unfortunately he knows what he’s doing. Mr. Wick has already promised himself never to mix personal life with his job, just like he did in the past when he did hits for a living. That is until parent-teacher conferences happen at the end of the semester. When one of his favorite kiddos brings in their single mom, and he can barely hold it together in front of her.
Embarrassing.
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bluesakura007 · 2 months
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After a whole month of no more posts until now (I did have free time but my latest university assignments have chewed right through it), the full image of this came to me yesterday in what's akin to a divine revelation.
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sideeve · 7 months
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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀assigning the wickverse characters links ! !
characters ;;
— ted logan , john wick , constantine , kevin , neo
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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ted logan 🎸
— before ted met you , he was a virgin. he had never experimented with women because…well he just never cared for it. his main goal was to become a rock star.
— when the two of you got together , sex wasn’t even on the table. you two were to happy together without it to even bring it up.
— until he heard some boys in one of his classes talking about their sex life. “she was screaming bad. she enjoyed every inch.” “she won’t leave me after that.”
— ‘were you happy with him?’ ‘did you want sex?’ ‘was he enough for you?’ his mind was flooded with self deprecating thoughts , making him more insecure about himself. he didn’t want you to leave him.
— so he did what he could. he went to the back of blockbusters , looking for any popular porno for him to learn how to pleasure a woman. “sick.”
“teddy.” you gasp as he softly pushes you on his bed. “shh. i’ve got you, baby. just let me take the lead.” he kisses down your neck. he rolls your shirt over your head, rubbing his hand over your soft skin. ‘what’s gotten into him’ you thought. your bra and panties were next to go, leaving you naked in front of him. “shit…” he didn’t think this all through. he imagined everything but he didn’t actually expect all of this to happened. but he he pulled himself together, taking a deep breath and leveling his mind. “you’re beautiful.” he kisses down your leg, stopping at your inner thighs. you didn’t know how to react. you and ted both were virgins from what you knew. how was he so confident about this? but you weren’t really complaining. the way his tongue flick across your clit was intoxicating. “oh my god , ted.” your fingers card through his brown locks. “don’t—don’t stop.” you whine , squeezing your thighs around his head. his wet tongue licks through your folds , making your shiver in pleasure. “you can’t be finished already , babe. we haven’t even gotten to the good stuff.” he chuckles like nothing has happened. like he wasn’t the one making your legs shaken two seconds ago.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀john constantine 🛁
— christ. why was being with a woman so hard? to him , they were sensitive being loaded with unnecessary emotions and uneven hormones. you and him had gotten into another argument and haven’t talked in weeks.
— he kept telling himself that he didn’t need you and that he waited for you to cave in first. but a man has his needs. and he needed to let out his saved sexual tension.
— his fist would only work for so long. he needed the real thing. or at least look at the real thing. he remembers the stacked of recorded sex tapes the both of you needed.
“fuck it.” he tosses his cigarette across the room after budding it out. he walks over the the pile of tapes. special tapes. if you wouldn’t give it up , he had a way to still get off with you. he pulls out his cock out its confinement , groaning as he sees how angry his tip is , oozing pre-cum. “sonfabitch.” he presses the play button , stroking his length. “john.” your moans came from the speakers of the tv. his grip on your hips were like iron. his tip kisses the hilt of your cunt , making your brain feel like mush. “please.” you grab his hand , attempting to pull it off you. “move.” he swats your head away. “stay still.” he groan , his head lolling backwards. “goddamnit!” he groans, tucking himself back in. he reaches for his phone, looking for your contact. the line goes to voicemail but that doesn’t stop him. “baby, i’m sorry. just come over.”
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ mr. wick ✏️
— he’d been really mean lately. really mean. he would lash out at on you with simple things , depriving you of attention , making you feel like shit. and you had enough of it.
— one night , as he was winding down , you straddled his hips , giving him no room to move. and frankly , he wasn’t disappointed. you looked so sexy on top of him , taking initiative. it was until your rode him at he regretted how he treated you.
“baby. i’m sorry. please.” this was the first time you’ve seen him whine, beg none the less. you restricted him the privilege to touching you. he was twitching under you as you rode him to oblivion. “i’m sorry, honey. please just let me touch you.” he tries to touch your thigh, just wanting to touch one piece of you. “fucking touch me one more time and i’m tying you up.” you pull his wrists over his hand. “sweetheart, this is unfair. i just—” he groans as you sink yourself on his cock again. “shit!” he seethe through his teeth. “i swear after you’re done, i’m fucking you through the damn mattress.”
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ kevin lomax 💸
— now listen. just listen.
— after a gala (or whatever you call it) , he just wanted to fuck you in that dress you dawned tonight. he was tempted to fuck you in public , giving everyone a show to see but that would be unruly of him.
— he decided to take you home and have his way with you but you looked too fucking hot for him not to have you right then and there.
“come on, baby. cum on my fingers , please.” in addition to his fingers , his faint country accent was sending over the damn edge. his digits were coated with your slick , making velvety sounds every time they pushed in and out out you. he curls his fingers , pulsing them inside of you. “we’re not making it home until you cum.” he chuckles. “kev…” you moan, leaning your head on the window behind you. the feeling was euphoric , overwhelming. you wanted to let go then and there but he was teasing you bad , making you chase your own orgasm. “i guess you don’t want to feel good. huh , sugar?”
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ neo 📀
— mutual masturb*tion! i headcanon the neo loves this shit. you stroking his cock lazily as his fingers pump inside of you.
— his whimpers and moans make you wetter and wetter by the second. how cute was it to have the one submit under your touch? fucking beautiful.
“you’re doing so good , baby.” the time count has been lost. all you knew was that it was time to kill the lights. both you and neo were restless and needed a quick release. you were too lazy to remove your clothes and so was he. you snuck your hand under his loose sweats , softly grabbing his cock. his hips jerked at the sudden touch. “calm down, baby. i haven’t even started.” you teased. “baby…” your lips ghost over his adam’s apple , nipping carefully at his throat. you spread his pre-cum over his tip , eliciting a loud whimper from his lips. “hush, neo. do you want to wake up the ship?” you softly chuckle. he felt bad that you were doing all the work in his. he wanted to hear you moan also. he missed you after all these runs he’s been on. the only time he could catch you was when he went to sleep. his thumbs draws tight circles around your clothed clit. “n—neo.” you almost fold. almost. “i can’t be the only one having fun, right?” he pulls you in for a kiss. this is gonna be a loooong night.
i—don’t say anything…i had an idea
taglist ;; @iovesia
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worldsgreatestsinner · 3 months
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Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!!!!
enjoy these silly silly little cards i created 💖 lots of love !
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imajinxnation · 1 month
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A request for
Neo Anderson!! x Fem Reader
like a enemies to lovers trope ig
shes apart of the crew and her and Neo never rly go along they have a bonding moment she opens up to him about some traumatic past event they grow closer but didn’t realize someone over heard the person over heard tells everyone she thinks it was Neo she gets mad at him they fight he dose everything to get her to understand it wasn’t him
and in the end they make up ig start a relationship something along those lines
if u can!
Too Far..
Neo (Thomas Anderson) x FEMALE!Reader
SUMMARY // You and Neo have never really gotten along, but that all changes when he finds you crying in your room..
TW // Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
I absolutely LOVE this idea!
Sorry this took so long! Been having writers block!
I don't like what I wrote, but I wanted to finish this anyways
ALL GIFS FOUND ON PINTEREST
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The moment I woke up this morning, I knew.. I just knew that it would be an awful day. I woke up in a sweat, having just had a nightmare, my small room on the Nebuchadnezzar not helping and making me feel claustrophobic and panic even more.
I curl my knees up to my chest, hiding my face in them as I tried not to cry, but my tear ducts filled until a droplet of salty water fell, which started to turn into more and more tears, streaming down my cheeks. I let out a choked sob, trying hard to not make too much noise and wake up the people in the rooms beside me.
Apparently I failed at keeping quiet because, not too long after, I hear a metallic knock on my door. I hesitantly rise from my bed quietly and slide open the door a crack only to see The One standing at my door, a slightly annoyed look on his face.
"Oh, so you are awake! Mind telling me what you're doing, making all that noise?" He asks, obviously having been woken up from my strangled sobs.
I reply, too emotional to try and argue, "Sorry, Neo.. I'm just.. not in a great mood right now," I sniff and rub my tear-stained cheeks harshly.
He notices my glazed, reddened eyes and wet cheeks, suddenly feeling a bit concerned instead of annoyed. He opens the door wider and lets himself in, not saying anything. He plops down on my hard mattress, which makes him cringe at how uncomfortable it is.
"Christ, how do you sleep on this thing?" He asks, rubbing his tailbone.
"Barely.. Not everyone gets special treatment, you know?" I hint at the obvious favouritism.
Neo looks away, a slight guilt nawing at him before he looks back at me. He the pats beside him, asking me to sit with him. I stare at the spot beside him for a second before slumping down next to him, head held down.
"What's going on with you, (Y/n)?" He asks, a slight harshness to his tone.
"Nothing.. I just woke up feeling off.." I say, partly telling the truth.
"You know better than to lie to me," Neo sighs, disappointed.
"..I had a nightmare.. about my life when I was still in the Matrix.." I start to open up a bit.
He looks over at me curiously, "What was your life like there?" He asks, sounding genuinely curious about what my life was before being woken up.
I suck in a breath, debating on whether I should tell him about my past. I sigh and just do it, after all, what's the worst that could happen?
"When.. when I was living in the Matrix like the majority of people, I had a good life.. until the end of middle school.." I let out a shakey breath, "That's when things started to go down hill.. I started to notice things, deja vú, inconsistencies in the Matrix, and how cookie cutter a lot of people looked.."
Neo nods, actually listening to me.
"Thought I could confide in my friends.. Turns out I couldn't, because the moment I dropped out of school.. nobody contacted me ever again, unless you count family.. I was the black sheep and it hurt.." Silent tears fall down my face.
I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up at Neo, an understanding look on his face, nodding at me to keep going as he rubbed my back to try and console me.
"One day, I was going to the library.. but I got jumped by old 'friends'.. The people I had trusted and loved back in school were now totally against me and filled with disgust for me.." I stop, ending my story with a sob.
Neo hesitates a bit before gently hugging me, bringing my face into his chest, letting me cry into it. One hand stroked my hair while the other patted my back.
"I'm sorry that happened to you.. You were brave enough to share how you felt and share your opinions and they rejected you in the worst way possible.. I know all of us here felt estranged in the Matrix.. but none of us ever did what you were able to do.. not even me," Neo confessed.
We stay like this for a long time in silence and a new understanding in each other. What we failed to realize was the sound of boots running away from my door.
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Only a day later, word had spread about my past and how I had been discarded by all my friends when I was still linked into the Matrix. The looks of pity and sympathy coming from the others making me feel exposed and like a wild caged animal, being gawked at and stared at with pity I don't want.
Anger boils inside me and I immediately search for Neo, eventually finding him asleep, connected to the Matrix.
"Hey, plug me in, I need to talk to Neo!" I say, anger evident. The control crew member nods hesitantly, unsure. I sit in one of the leathery chairs, feeling like a patient at the dentist. I feel the sharp sting of metal connecting to the port in the back of my neck and connect to the Matrix.
The crew member gets me as close to Neo's location as possible and directs me to where he is. He's in a fuckin' noodle shop.
"We need to talk," I say, tensed.
Neo looks up and a look of surprise crosses his face as he sees me standing in front of him, a sneer on my face. The surprise on his face quickly turns to confusion as I slide into the seat across from him.
"(Y/n)? What are you doing here?" He asks, obviously confused.
"Needed to talk with you. Why the fuck did you tell everyone about my previous life!? I trusted you to keep something personal like that to yourself!"
Neo does a double take, shocked at the tone I use with him. His brows furrow and a frustrated look crosses his face.
"What are you talking about? I never told anyone about your Matrix life!" He exclaims.
"Oh bullshit! You're the only person I told my past to, so how is it that the day after I tell you it, everyone is looking at me like I'm a wounded animal that needs help!?" I growl out, tears filling my eyes with frustration.
Neo sighs, seeing my teary eyes and says calmly, "I swear.. I didn't tell anyone. Maybe.. maybe someone overheard. The walls on the Nebuchadnezzar aren't exactly soundproof.." he suggests.
I take a deep breath and think for a moment.
"Yeah.. that's possible, I guess.. but who would do that?" I say to myself, not expecting an answer from Neo.
"Look, you can't do anything about it now. Everything's out in the open already, and I'm sure everyone will go back to normal around you once they realize you don't want sympathy or whatever.." Neo says in a low, soft voice.
"..Yeah, your right.. You know, for being 'The One', you're not very good with people." I point out.
Neo laughs a bit, shaking his head.
"Comfort is not my forté. Now, let's get out of here before an agent sees us," Neo grabs my hand and we wuickly leave the noodle shop, finding a nearby phone to leave the Matrix with.
As we left, I had a feeling in my heart that me and Neo had gotten a lot closer because of this mess.. and maybe that's a good thing.
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valc0 · 9 months
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My Keanu Reeves era looks promising
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vknotfound · 15 days
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yeah, yeah. we can't deny that keanu looked amazing in the matrix trilogy. BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW FUCKING HOT, INCREDIBLE, HANDSOME HE LOOKED IN RELOADED? every time i see him in that movie i get very hot, even in winter. i'm dying rn
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nwheregirl · 5 months
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This outfit. This outfit makes me feral. Idk why.
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generalkenobee · 4 months
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GUYS WHY THE FUCK DOES NOBODY POST ABOUT NEO?! HES SO DAMN HOT! SEND ME REQUESTS IM NOT ASKING IM TELLING YOU TO DO IT BECAUSE HES SEXY AND NOBODY TALKS ABOUT IT!
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ozynsane · 2 months
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-Literally just went crazy over Neo
What is there not to like about this man he’s so majestic got me giggling and crying
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neolies · 8 months
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no bcuz the lack of neo fics on this app is HORRENDOUSLY TERRIBLE??!?!??
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sideeve · 9 months
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⋆୨୧ working buddies
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→ ⋆୨୧ ;; your hacker co-worker has taken a liking to you .
→ 🩰 ;; masturbation, (neo’s end) , neo liking the reader , not a lot to describe 🤷🏽‍♀️ , reader’s race . looks . hair type or color is not specified
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“knock knock.” you catch his attention, “brought you some coffee, anderson.” you hug his side, placing the coffee on his desk. “we have a meeting in 15 so,” you fix his tie, tightening it, “look presentable.”
all neo thomas could do was smile at you. he loved that you cared for him. he thought that it was adorable. but he was infatuated with you.
ever since you started working with him, he wanted to know everything about you. you favorite color, favorite food, favorite artist or band. your bra size.
once he made it to his dingy apartment, his mind was just…full of you. you had actually cared about him, you might even loved him. he thought to himself. removing his clothes off of him, he took the polaroids that he took of you (ones you don’t know about).
his hands traveled to the tent in his pants. his cock was crying for attention. this is wrong, he thinks to himself. she’s my co-worker. but the urge was too much. that pencil skirt you wore had him straining in his pants.
his slender fingers slid under his boxers, his hand wrapping around the base of his cock. “fuck.” he slid the pad of his thumb over his leaking tip, teasing himself.
he closed his eyes, imagining that his hand was your cunt. squeezing around him with each thrust he gave you. he could only imagine your moans and whines. you begging him to come in you.
and he would grant your wish. he wanted you to be happy and pleased.
before he knew it, his hand was covered with his load. “shit. shit!” he rushed to the bathroom to clean off his hand. he turns off the faucet, looking in the mirror. i have to talk to her soon.
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cinemaworm · 10 months
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Neo and Trinity
The Matrix (1999) / Dir. The Wachowski Sisters
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