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Just rewatched constantine and revived my love for keanu reeves. I started liking this man when i was 9, i'm 20 now and i still do.
John Constantine's mugshot is my roman empire
rx queen
being his guardian angel, john wants to taint you a bit
go to listen to , angel by massive attack n rx queen by deftones
🐇 ; halfangel!reader , reader being john’s guardian angel , based off of constantine ( 2005 ) , smut , the reader’s skin tone . hair type/color . or looks are not described so imagine whoever , i was not mentally stable while writing this
john takes out, yet, another cigarette and placing it between his lips before you had interrupted him. “what did i tell you about smoking, john?” appearing out of thin air, you take the cigarette from his lips, flinging it somewhere behind you.
he grunts, sitting up to meet you, “i can take having a guardian angel, but an annoying one is too much.”
false.
he enjoyed your company. whether you were forced to be around him or not, he liked having you around.
“you’ll kill yourself before we can make any progress of you getting into heaven.” you place a hand on his knee, “enough with the cigarettes.” he rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, “it’s not that easy, sweetheart.”
“sure it is. just drop the cigarette.” you shrug. “you’ve never smoked before, have you?” you shake your head, earning a snigger from him.
“c’mere.” you sit closer to him, placing yourself on the side of his bed. the back of his hand glides across your wings, making you shutter. “you liked that, didn’t you?” he chuckles.
he weightlessly picks you up, placing you between his legs, your wings automatically retracting. “john, what are you doing?” he holds a finger to your lips, silencing you, “ever since god blessed me with you, i just wanted to ruin you. fuck up whatever amount of innocence you have left within you.”
his fingers trace the apple of your cheek, “you’re beautiful.” his lips press along the back of your neck, “stunning, even.” his hands sneak pass the waistline of your pants, surpassing your panties. “you were wet this whole time.” he teases, playing with your sensitive bud.
what is this feeling? and why does it feel so good?
“don’t fight it, doll. give in.” he covers his middle and ring finger with your slick before stuffing his fingers in you.
“j-john.” you flutter your eyes, moaning in pleasure. “such a good girl.” he coaxes you. your head lull back, john takes your lips into his.
he was going to have fun with you.
divider by , @v6que
⋆୨୧ glory box
→ ⋆୨୧ ; a drabble of mean!john (just slapping :p) .
go listen to ; glory box by portishead
→ 🩰 ; fem!reader , bottom!sub!reader , top!dom!john , mean!john , john making the reader say ‘ i love you ‘ , overstimulation , dacryphilia , smut , pwp , slapping , reader’s skin tone . hair type/color . or looks are not described
“say it again.” he commands. he slaps you in the face. “say it again, bitch!” his hard thrusts mind fucked you. you were babbling your sentences and moaning your words.
he held on the headboard behind you, steadying himself. “you’re not coming until you say it again.” the overstimulation brought tears to your eyes. whenever you got close, he’d slow his thrusts, making you whine.
“come on, doll.” he takes your chin between his thumb and index finger, “just say it and you can feel good. i promise.” his thumb swipes your tears away.
you grip the sheets under you, your knuckles turning white. “come on , sweetheart.” he strikes you across the face again. “i can do this all day.” and he wasn’t lying.
“i—nngh!” his cock hit that spot. he was making this hard on purpose. “i love you, john.” he smirks, “aww, now the fun is over.” he pouts.
i’m fighting the urge to make a fic based off of shades of cool rn
taglist ; @iovesia
can i request a john Constantine smut where the reader is his assistant and they have sex on constantine's desk? (P.s: i love your writing style<3)
“here.” you slide a file on his desk. “i know you’re on ‘vacation’ but the guy really wanted me to give this to you.” he takes a drag from his cigarette as he opens the file. “it can wait.”
he tosses the cigarette in his ashtray. “c’mere for a minute.” he sighs. you step around his desk, now standing in front of him. “why do you wear this skirt?” he plays with the bottom of it, almost tugging at it. “it’s like you want something from me.” he smiles, looking up at you.
“sir—” you were pushed on his desk before you could answer. “is that what you want? you want me to fuck you?” his hands slide under your skirt, rubbing your bare thighs. “answer me, sweetheart.” he whispers on your neck, his breath tickling you.
you could hear his belt come undone and the sound of his pants falling. “something we’ve done before, right?” he chuckles before kissing you.
he’s right. this isn’t new to the both of you. sex was a reoccurring thing with you two. one glance and he’s already inside of you.
he pulls the seat of your panties aside before plunging inside of you, earning a gasp from your lips. “shh, baby. i’ve got you.” he was being weirdly nice this time. it was unnerving.
usually, he’d gag you. having you crying your eyes out. smacking your across the face or letting bruises on your hips. but now? he was being soft. loving…in a way.
he rocked his hips into slowly, still pleasuring the both of you. he takes your hand in his, placing a kiss on the back of it. “i’ve got you.”
he places one hand on the small of your back and the other on your hip. suddenly, his hips snap hard into you. “fuck!” his quickens his pace. “i missed this pussy, baby.” he groans, pulling your hips closer.
“you feel that, baby? you feel me? come.” he puts your thigh. “come, baby.” your orgasm washed over the both you, him releasing his hot load into you.
both of you started panting as your mind became unclouded and started to regain your composure. “so, about those files.”
taglist ;; @iovesia
я не вмію малювати але поцілунок Джорнардів то святе.
they are married!!
John Constantine/Bernard Black.
звісно вони йдуть!!
Is tú mo ghrá!! Athbhliain faoi mhaise duit!! Is é Bernie ár bhfianán milis na Nollag, ár gcaitín 💞💞💞
зимові аватарки з Джорнардами. 💘
pictiúir gheimhridh leo John Constantine agus Bernard Black 🤲🏻💓 (Seárnard/Jornard)
серденька мої кошенята, я є на ао3.
я пишу фанфіки українською, усе здебільшого про Бернарда Блека та Джона Константина. іще кілька фф на інші фандоми.
старіші фф мають більше помилок. але вони також хороші. дуже хочу почути чиїсь думки щодо своїх текстів. 💗✨
bhí mé ag iarraidh John a tharraingt sa chulaith Arlecchino 😭
John Constantine (Keanu Reeves') agus Bernie Black 🤭
fuair mé an pictiúr seo...
Chinn mé John Constantine a tharraingt:
John Constantine agus Bernard Black, leannáin 🐈
bonn:
John Constantine agus Bernard Black, ag damhsa
bonn:
