summary - a sum up of love on tour with a few instagram posts
word count - 1k
pairing - boyfriend!harry x reader
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yourinstagram goodbye love on tour, you will always be famous <3🤍
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harryfan1 THESE PHOTO YN HOW ARE YOU ALIVE
harryfan2 can’t believe harry spotted you in the crowd twice🙄
yourinstagram @/harryfan2 ik it’s almost like he loves me or something?!
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harryfan3 yn. respectfully. pls stop. i am now in tears.
jeffezoff Post some more!
harryfan4 i remember him wanting to hug you so bad yn omg🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
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“Babe…” Harry laughed at you crying.
“What?” You laughed back through your tears.
Harry moved from the end of the couch he was currently sat on and further over to you. He carefully picked you up and sat you on his lap, tucking the plush blanket back over you both.
You held your phone in your hand, running your finger through the photos from Love On Tour.
The tears stemmed from reminiscing of a tour that ended only five days ago. You couldn’t help yourself though. Love On Tour had brought you some of the happiest years and memories of your life and it was just sad it was now all over.
“C’mon, love. You know I’m going to cry if you keep crying.” Harry’s facial hair tickled your cheek with how close you were sitting.
You made sure Harry could see your phone screen as you continued to scroll.
“I know, but, i’m just emotionally reflecting.”
Harry budged your finger out of the way and paused to stop on a photo. He clicked on it and it immediately made you both laugh.
It was a photo of Harry creeping you behind you and scaring you. Your face is one of pure terror and Harry looks like he’s ready to pounce.
“You were such a twat for that.” You chuckled, tapping the screen and holding to make it a live photo.
Harry could be heard yelling and then you let out an ear piercing scream. So many people turned to look at you, probably because you sounded in pain. Then you collapsed to the floor with your head in your hands.
“It was Harryween though.” Harry justified.
You shook your head and continued to scroll. A few of the photos were ones you had screenshotted off your secret Twitter account. Fans constantly snuck to take photos of you and Harry, some of which actually turned out very cute sometimes.
You clicked on one of you and Harry watching Madi Diaz as the opener for Harry, back on his US leg of the tour.
Harry was stood behind you with his arms draped over your shoulders. Your hands held onto his and you both swayed to the music playing. Harry had his baseball cap on, but it didn’t stop fans noticing him.
“That’s a sweet photo.” Harry said, kissing your cheek.
“Mhm. Thank your fans for that one.”
“I always loved watching the opening acts with you.”
“Yeah? Why?” You turned your head to face his.
Harry couldn’t choose where to look, because of how much he loved everything about you. He watched your eyes follow his as they ran between your freckles and lips to your eyes and dimples.
“You always calmed me. Calmed the nerves, before a show. Was always more at peace after spending a few moments with just you.”
You smiled, not needing to say anything more, before leaning up and kissing his soft lips. He had been waiting for you to do so and cupped your cheek gently to guide you the way he wanted to kiss you.
Your cheeks flushed at how much you enjoyed kissing him, but you had to pull away before anything got too heated. Tonight you just wanted calm.
After getting back to your photos, you and Harry decided it might be fun to feed the fans and just post lots of content from tour - especially backstage.
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yourinstagram i’ve decided love on tour isn’t over until i stop posting hslot content. so here is a tiny instagram dump of some backstage shenanigans. we have h putting on his rings. a couple photos of me and h (tehe). and a photo of h that he sent me that i thought you might all like. 🫶✨🌙
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harryfan1 NO YOU DIDN’T OMG QUEEN YN
harryfan2 this is why yn is harrys best girlfriend
harrystyles You’re trouble, you.
yourinstagram @/harrystyles why are you using punctuation like that?
harryfan3 i adore their relationship so much omg
harryfan4 the drought is un-droughting thanks to our saviour miss yn
••••••••••
“BABE!” Harry shouted.
“Yes?” You said sheepishly, hiding under the bed sheets as Harry stormed into the room with a smirk on his face.
He shook his head before, rising to stand on the mattress and loom over you.
“You are…”
“Amazing? Perfect? Beautiful?” You filled in the blanks for him, trying to get out of this silly situation.
“Well, obviously.” Harry rolled his eyes and mumbled quietly under his breath. “That photo is trending worldwide.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Lifting the sheets higher over your head with a giggle.
In reality you knew exactly what photo he was on about because you had only posted it twenty minutes ago. It was impressive it was already worldwide trending.
A shirtless photo of Harry was just what the world needed during this time of crisis - a.k.a. the post tour blues.
“Oh, no? Really?” He acted along.
“Maybe you could recreate it?”
“Oh, you’d love that wouldn’t you.”
Harry knelt down on the mattress and then proceeded to flop on top of you. You made a noise as he did and laughed as you struggled to regain the breath he had just winded out of you.
“Harrryy..” You laughed in complaint.
“That’s the last time I send you a shirtless picture.”
“No!”
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yourinstagram here’s another daily hslot dump. unfortunately this one does not contain any shirtless photos of harry :(
Joe passionately rambling on about Y/N for six mins and thirty-four seconds video
Pairing: Joe Keery x Actress!Reader
Word Count: 1.5k
Category: Fluff. That's all.
Warning: None
Summary: Steve Harrington and Penelope Carter did not stay together at the end of the fourth season of Stranger Things, and the internet has a lot to say about that. In contrast, to warm the hearts of Stenny's fans, one fan shares a six mins and thirty-four second compilation of Joe Keery passionately rambling on about you, his girlfriend, and coincidentally Penny Carter herself.
"Joe literally pinched himself upon seeing Y/N on set for the first time." Matt Duffer told during an interview with Variety in June 2022. "You remember that, right?"
Ross Duffer, sitting next to his brother, laughed as he shook his head, arms crossed over his chest. "There's no forgetting it." He joked. "They sat next to each other in the script room, and you could just see how nervous he was. It was a really fun thing to watch."
Matt nodded, humming as he did so.
"Yeah, I think that's why we can say that we were kind of prepared for the negative fan reaction regarding Steve and Penny's tragic ending in season four, you know?" He added. "We knew from the beginning that it would be hard to convince the audience that Steve and Nancy should be something when we had Joe Keery in love with Y/NY/L/N since the first time he saw her."
To say that the internet was in mourning would be an understatement.
The fourth season of Stranger Things had premiered some time ago, and for fans of the TV show, that was synonymous with hope. This time, Steve Harrington and Penelope Carter will finally be together.
The development from friends to lovers between the characters was something that fans had longed for since the first season, which unfortunately did not happen. Penelope received a tragic ending in Upside Down, and the scene in which her bloodied body was embraced by a miserably distraught Steve had generated thousands of disgruntled tweets and videos on TikTok — most of them featuring puffy-eyed girls, tears streaming down their cheeks as the scene in question played in the background.
Steve and Penelope hadn't gotten the ending they deserved, but you and Joe were the protagonists of another story, this one being in real life, and knowing that you two had been together for more than four years mended a little the crack left in the hearts of Stenny fans.
One video in particular, accumulating a little over 1,5 million views on YouTube, had been shared by a Twitter account along with the hashtag JusticeForStenny, on the rise since the last episode of the fourth season was aired:
@stennylover: steve and penelope didn't get a chance to be together and I know everyone here is heartbroken about it, but here is a compilation of joe passionately rambling on about yn for six mins and thirty-four seconds to warm your hearts
The video in question begins by showing the title text in white capital letters on a black background, the instrumental of Paper Rings by Taylor Swift playing in the background:
Joe Keery passionately rambling on about Y/NY/L/N for six mins and thirty-four seconds straight.
cut
The first recording shows Joe standing in front of a white background during the Glamour's friendship test, arms behind his back and eyes fixed on the floor. He was wearing a plain black shirt, the length of his hair a little shorter than that sported by Steve Harrington indicating that he was preparing for another role.
"I— I was just mesmerized the first time I saw her, honestly." He shakes his head slowly, his lips curving into a comforting smile. "She was visibly excited to be on set. It was like it was her first time in an environment like that, and it was really adorable to see her so excited about every little thing that happened." He said before looking at the camera, the smile not abandoning his lips. "When we had scenes together— which happened a lot, I used get so fucking nervous." Joe laughed, his cussing censored by a beep. "I was constantly getting my lines wrong because of that, and she's always been so thoughtful and patient about it, you know? Which only made my situation worse, actually." He joked, scratching the back of his neck as his eyes meet the floor once again. "She would always ask me if I needed a break, because, you know, she genuinely thought that these mistakes were because of fatigue or something, when internally I was like, 'Oh, I'm fine, I'm sorry about that, I'm just, you know, thinking of a way to ask you out on a date.'"
The video then cuts to the Wired autocomplete interview granted by Joe and Gaten Matarazzo.
Gaten is holding the styrofoam board while the phrases with "is joe keery" remain hidden under white stickers.
"Okay, so let's see what we have here." Joe hums as he pulls out the first sticker. "Is Joe Keey," he begins, "Y/N/Y/L/N's boyfriend in real life?"
"I love the fact that your first question has to do with Y/N." Gaten joked.
"Yeah, I was about to say that, man." Joe played along, leaning forward with one hand on his knee. "But yes, I am Y/N's boyfriend in real life."
"Title he's most proud of." Gaten punctuated, raising his index finger.
Joe clicked his tongue, a smug smile adorning the corner of his lips. "I mean, my girlfriend is Y/N/Y/L/N." He makes a point of stressing your name as if no one knows. "You don't meet many guys this lucky."
Gaten contracted his face in a fake expression of disgust, shaking his head before looking directly at the camera.
"We are still on a mission to find out how much he is paying Y/N."
The next cut is from an interview of Joe to GQ Spain where he was responding to some comments from fans on the internet.
"Youtube." Joe announced before the edit added a lofi song along with a video of Stranger Things fan comments on a scene of Steve and Penelope in the second season, then focusing on one specific user. "I honestly don't know how Steve doesn't realize that Penelope has a crush on him. Is he an idiot?" He reads as the comment remains on the screen.
The video then turns back to Joe.
"I mean, yeah?" He laughs, the video returning to the commentary session as Joe's lines were added as a response along with a typing sound. "I see a lot of Y/N—my girlfriend, in Penelope, you know? Not just because she plays her, obviously, but also because they're both so smart and have such a gentle soul that it's almost like they're magnetic, so when someone asks me what the similarities are between me and Steve, I make it clear that I'm a little smarter when it comes to girls, because I would never let someone like Y/N or Penelope get away. Thank you."
The video then cuts to an interview of Joe on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Kimmel.
"Can we— Can we talk about Y/N/Y/L/N?" Jimmy asked as he leaned over his desk. The audience whistled and clapped loudly as soon as your name was mentioned, making Joe smile. "I mean, we all love her here, and we know you've been together for years— over three years, right?"
"Yeah, that's right." Joe squeaked, shaking his head. "We kind of got tired of just being on screen, you know?" He made a joke, laughing at the thunderous reaction from the audience.
"Man, this is so cool!" Jimmy exclaimed genuinely, causing Joe to nod his head and mutter an almost inaudible "thank you." "And how was the preparation for you two for this fourth season? If I'm correct, the recordings were interrupted due to the pandemic, right?"
"Oh, yes, unfortunately we had that setback and that's why there was a significant delay compared to the other seasons." Joe explained.
"And you two were together during that time?" Jimmy inquired curiously, arching his eyebrows. "Practicing the script together and all that stuff?"
Joe crossed his legs, interlacing his fingers over his lap.
"Well, we did a lot of fun stuff during those months, and of course discussing the script ended up being one of them, but we also kind of took that time to disconnect a little bit, you know?" Joe replied, "We cook together, we write songs together, we learn about gardening on YouTube…" He enumerated with his fingers, "just a bunch of cool stuff."
"Oh, that sounds amazing." Jimmy said in an impressed tone. "Just a couple discovering new hobbies, right?"
"Yeah, but Y/N, she's just— she's just a lot smarter and more talented than me, you know?" Joe said amidst a laugh. "She can act, she can write, she can sing, she can knit, she can read a book about what are the right garden pots for each kind of seed and suddenly become a big Wikipedia on the subject…" he rambled, gesticulating excitedly, "It's amazing. She is amazing. I'm one hundred percent sure she could build a rocket from scratch if she wanted to."
"Wow." Jimmy smiled, exchanging a quick glance with the audience before facing Joe again. "So I guess we can say you're a little bit in love, right?"
Joe blushes, his eyes dropping to the floor before turning to Jimmy. "Yeah, I kind of am."
hiiii, hope you are having a great day, can you please do an Instagram blurb abt harry and gigi hadid as y/n ? <3 like they're expecting a baby and he's so enamoured 🥺
hello :) long time no see babies!! i’ve been busy w school but i managed to whip this one up, alsoo i may or may not have a little valentine’s day blurb coming next week👀 lol anyways here we go, lovesick dilffry coming up! hope u like this one <3
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yourinstagram oh baby yeah!
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harrystyles🤰🤰🤰
ynfan1 IM BALLING MY EYES OUT
harryfan1 PREGNANT ????? HELLO
arianagrande the cutest ever🥹
yourinstagram @/arianagrande ilyyyy
annetwist so excited to meet the little one, you're already the best mom💗
yourinstagram @/annetwist ahh im gonna cry, ily mom❣️
harryfan2 SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUTUPSHUTP
ynfan3 aww i'm so happy for them 🥺❤️
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harrystyles my pretty girls
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harryfan1 IM SOBBING
annetwist gorgeous
harryfan2 now imagine harry taking this photo...yeah i'm crying too
ynfan1 they're gonna be the best parents🥺
ynfan2 GIRLS ?? ITS A GIRL ?? SHUT UP
harryfan3 HARRY BEING A GIRL DAD OMFG I CANT DO THIS
ynfan3 aww it's a girl i’m crying
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harryupdates1 Harry via insta stories!
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harryfan1 THEYRE SO FUCKING CUTE
harryfan2 PRETTY. MOMMA. R U FUCKING KIDDING
ynfan1 omfg she’s GLOWING
harryfan3 PRETTY MOMMA ?? THOUSANDS DIED.
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yourinstagram oh yeah, update!
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harryfan1 OMG SHES HERE
ynfan1 GIRL ITS BEEN THREE MONTHS WHERE DID U GO
yourinstagram @/ynfan1 i had a baby😌
arianagrande MOM Y/N SUPREMACY!
yourinstagram @arianagrande ILY
harryfan2 ANDGDJEH SHUT UP IM LOSING MY MIND
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harrystyles ❤️❤️❤️
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harryfan1 SO MUCH TO SCREAM ABOUT
ynfan1 his hat is so real
lizzobeeating milf y/n all day, everyday
yourinstagram @/lizzobeeating i feel so special
harryfan2 HELLO THIS IS SO PRECIOUS I CANT BELIEVE HES REALLY A DAD
ynfan2 BABY SLEEPING ON HIS SHOULDER🥺🥺🥺
yourinstagram @/harryfan3 ik, so precious😭
harryfan3 i can’t believe we’re really getting dilfrry content now
Summary: The things people have chosen to say about your relationship with tom weren't what you imagined they'd be.
A/N: I am a sucker for an age gap romance, so I decided to write one. I hope you enjoy babes! Also, to be clear, the tom I'm writing about is all good looks and personally, no culty vibes there :) woah my taste in older men really shined though in this story. happy reading xxx - mac
The rain fell hard and fast outside of your new york apartment, which made for an overall gloomy night. Your boyfriend tom was away for the evening, somewheres down town doing an evening shoot for his up-and-coming film, and you had the house to yourself. So naturally, you decided to watch some tv.
The news was depressing and none of your favourite sit coms were on, so you decided to turn to the tabloid channels. Yes, even you, the person who was dating one of hollywoods most shining leading men, was guilty of wondering what your favourite celebrities were up to in their own lives.
The news host with her neat auburn hair pulled back into a low bun opened the show by talking about how will and kate, the famous British royals were expecting their next set of children, or in other words, as the host said, the pair is expecting triplets, two girls and one boy!
gosh. Must everyone scrutinize women's bodies?
You knew the rumors were false, but you continued to watch anyways.
The next people under discussion were the Kardashians, who always seemed to be popping up in the news one way or another. The red-head showed blurry paparazzi photos of Kim in a sweat suit, holding the hand of a mystery man who was dressed in an all black coat with a newspaper hiding his face.
The show had gotten boring, so you turned to your phone, sending your boyfriend tom a text...
"Coming home soon love? "
Just as you were to hit send you heard your boyfriend's name come pouring out of the newscasters mouth, "Ladies and gentleman, it appears that Tom Cruise is officially off the market. The star was spotted in Manhattan with a woman sometime last week."
Your eyes darted up to the screen to fins a photo of you and tom in full zoom presented all over your flatscreen tv. Tom was in light jeans and a black long sleeve, and you were in a green hoodie (one of tom's that you had borrowed) and a pair of black workout shorts. You hair was messily wavy and your eyes were ready to close. Not your best photo moment.
The damn paparazzi.
They must have snapped the photo when the two of you went out to the pharmacy last week to pick up your photos from your camera that you had been getting developed there. In the photo, Tom's hand was securely around your waist, and the two of you were looking at each other adoringly.
"Well it appears that tom has linked up with a younger woman." the red-head exclaimed in a judgy tone.
"Why Carolyn," her equally as plastic co-host began, talking to the red-head, "She looks young enough to be his daughter."
The main host gasped, "Why Jamie, you are absolutely right!"
"I wonder if its a sugar daddy situation? or if she actually likes the forty-nine year old?" the co-host said.
"Looks like she could use the money."
You gasped and quickly flipped the tv off. People were taking about you in a way you hoped they never would. You knew that becoming public with tom would certainly draw some form of publicity to the two of you, but you never expected it would be this bad.
You went on your phone and typed in, "Tom cruise girlfriend," on google and watched as the photographs and opinions from others began to fill your screen.
"Tom Cruise's new bae is only in it for the money," one article read. Another reading, "Is it right for Tom Cruise's new girlfriend to be almost thirty years younger?"
As horrible as you felt reading the articles, you kept reading them. The tears began to fall as you curled yourself into the couch, covering your body and face in a blanket, hiding away in some sort of makeshift blanket fort.
You sat, curled up on the couch, crying to yourself, surprised when you heard the door click open.
"I'm sorry it took me so long," a familiar voice called out, "one of the producers needed a couple of extra shots for the promo reel."
Tom was home, and you were in a disastrous state, rolled up like an armadillo on the couch.
"Babe?" he called out noticing you on the couch, "What's wrong?"
Tom walked over after kicking off his shoes and coat and took a seat on the couch beside you, putting his hand on your back.
You sat up, curling the blanket in around your bare legs, eyes puffy and red from crying. You had just stopped the tears, but when you saw the loving look in your boyfriend's eyes, they began to fall once again.
Tom brought his hands up to your cheeks, cupping your jaw with one, and wiping the tears away gently with the other. "Hey, hey," he said gently, "Is everything okay? What's wrong?"
You looked away and collapsed into Tom's arms, which pulled you close into the warmth of his chest. And the two of you sat like this, for a while. You felt safe in tom's embrace, loved, cared for. Tom was everything you had ever wanted and needed in a partner, and you never wanted your relationship to be painted to the world in such a false way.
"Us," you cried, "Their talking about us in the news," you cried, "They were awful."
Tom re-positioned his arm around you, so his left was holding you close to him and his right was able to tuck a loose strand of your hair behind your ear.
"y/n," he said gently, "all their doing is spreading petty gossip about us. I don't give two fucks to what those people have to say, its not true."
You whimpered, "but, they were so mean."
Tom put his finger to your lip, shushing you, "People are going to say whatever stupid thing comes to their mind about us," he said, pausing to wipe a plump salty tear that had just rolled down your cheek. "They don't know what goes on behind closed doors. Us and only us know what happens when we're alone."
You sniffled, "but its terrible all what their saying. one lady said I was only with you for your money, and another said that I'm young enough to be your daughter. I hate what people are saying about us."
Tom held you gently, the two of you sitting there with one another, wallowing in sadness of the rumours and comforted by each others presence.
After being quiet for a while, tom sighed, "I know that what people are saying is not true, and you know that its not true. All that matters is what we think."
Tom planted a gentle kiss on your forehead, running his fingers through your hair, "Everyone else can go to hell if that's all they have to say about us."
You smiled softly and looked to tom. how lucky you were to land such a man. one who cared about you and treated you with respect and love. the two of you fit together just right, he was your everything and you were his.
"just because you're twenty four and I'm forty nine, doesn't change a thing towards the way I feel about you," tom said gently, "you are so perfectly my favourite person."
You looked to tom with eyes of salt, your shared love rippling through your veins, "I love you too."
I am so tired of instagram asking every single time when I post a story if I want to post it to Facebook. NO. I DONT WANT MY GRANDMOTHER AND THE EXTENDED FAMILY SEEING ALL MY OUT OF POCKET SHIT I POST LIKE A PRIVATE STORY.
summary: you are chris’s younger sister and you make an appearance on the ellen degeneres show. during your interview ellen brings up a special brit as a result of both of you recently making headlines.
warnings: none
word count: 1,112
a/n: none
I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR ANY OF MY WORK TO BE COPIED, PUBLISHED, AND/OR TRANSLATED ON ANY PLATFORM INCLUDING TUMBLR.
Summary: You weren’t meant for this life, the cameras, the gossip, the fan pages, it wasn’t you, letting yourself suffer wasn’t worth it anymore…was there anyway that would change?
Warnings: angst, minor arguing, crying, reader mentioning insecurities, happy ending<3
A/N: This was a request sent in by an anon! Thank you in advance for this, I’m a big lover of happy endings and I did tweak the request a little bit so I hope that’s okay!!I feel so unmotivated but I’m trying to update regardless lol
Word Count: 843
Spending a lot of time watching your life go by from outside your body looking down on yourself is a feeling so hard to describe, surrounding by celebrities of all calibres and standing, next to Chris you felt like you weren’t supposed to be here. You’d been feeling pretty low the past few months, Chris’s career doing really well, he just finished filming his last few movies for 2022 and 2023, and instead of talking about taking a break, he wanted to keep going. In retrospect, talking to Chris about your feelings should have been number one on the list of conversations you wanted to have, but maybe leaving and letting him down gently was better. Watching him talk freely in the sea of people, or handle the cameras like champ, all it did for you was made you feel out of place and disgusted by yourself. You knew this wasn’t his fault, you could only blame yourself for the position you were in, but you couldn’t take it anymore.
-
The minute the two of you got home, you ditched your heels at the front door, leaving Chris standing there to go upstairs and into the bathroom. Looking at yourself in the mirror only made it worse, the bags and dark circles under your eyes despite the full coverage foundation and concealer covering it. Taking a wipe you cleaned your face off, letting out a quiet sigh, your eyes closing for a few seconds, and when you opened them, Chris was looking at you, an unreadable expression on his face
“You’ve been really quiet all night…what’s going on?”
This was your chance, let him down easy, spend one last night with him and leave tomorrow, move far away, start over, leave Chris in the past
“I can’t do this anymore.”
“Do what baby?”
You turned and motioned between the two of you
“This, us, I can’t do it anymore, I’m not meant for this life Chris, I can’t fucking do this.”
You moved past him, ducking away into the closet to get out of the floor length black dress you had on, changing into a pair of cotton shorts and an oversized t-shirt
“Wait a minute, Y/N…we’re going to talk about this”
“I don’t want too anymore! I’m tired of constantly being attacked online, photographed without my consent, being the odd one out at every event, people I don’t even know nitpicking my appearance! I’m done!”
Chris ran a hand down his face
“You know that’s not my fault, right?”
“Jesus Chris, that’s what you have to say?! I’m going to pack my stuff.”
His hand grasped yours tightly and he pulled you back to him softly, but firm enough for you to land against his chest, his arms holding you to him
“No. No. I can’t lose you, not now, not ever, we can figure a way to fix this problem.”
You shook your head, tears now falling down your cheeks
“No, we can’t, there’s n-”
“Yes, there is. Screw going back to work, i’ll take time off, as much as we need, I should have made that decision last year, but I didn’t and now I am. We can go away, stay at the cabin for a few months just me and you, restart your social media’s, hire more security, hell we can order our fucking groceries, that exists now!”
You laughed quietly into the flannel he had on, and Chris spoke again, beating you to it
“You are everything to me, you are my world, my light, and I wished you would have told me about this sooner so I could have helped you…I’m so sorry I didn’t notice how much this was hurting you, how much I was hurting you. You are the most beautiful girl in the world to me, and I swear to you I’ll fix this, we can make this work…”
Staying silent, eventually hugging him back tighter you closed your eyes before making a decision you hoped you wouldn’t regret
“Okay.”
Hearing your voice, Chris pulled back and brought his hands up to cup your face, swiping a few tears away before connecting his lips with yours, kissing you tenderly before pulling away and frowning when he noticed just how drained you looked
“I love you so much angel, I’m going to make this right, and I’m going to work my hardest to keep you safe and happy, I promise I won’t let this happen again…”
A small part of you was worried you made the wrong decision but looking into Chris’s eyes and seeing just how much he love and appreciated you, was enough to help your heart prove you were doing the right thing. In the end you knew Chris would go to the ends of the earth for you, and he was willing to do that now, to protect you, and to give you the life he knows you deserve. The road would be long, but as long as you had Chris, he could make the journey a little more bearable.
Hi! Loved your last Andrew post 🥺, was hoping to request another with him? when you and Andrew are both single and have been for a long time so you two decided to set each other up with someone close to each of your age (reader is like 24). You go on a double date but during the date you two just hit it off more than your blind dates. And if you can make reader an actress too 🫶🏻 I saw on insta that thats what happened with Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds lol
Should’ve Known it Was You
Pairing: Andrew Garfield x FemReader
Warnings: fluff
Summary: you and your friend Andrew are both single and decide setting each other up on a blind double date is the best idea until you enjoy each other more than your dates.
You weren’t sure how you had ended up in this situation. Actually you knew exactly how and it was because of the doe eyed boy seated across from you. It was his fault you found yourself with a date duller than a doorknob and it was also your fault his date ended up annoying as can be, but it wasn’t your fault you didn’t know many other people 15 years older than you and he didn’t know many people 15 years younger than him. Thinking back on it now maybe the day you had decided this was a good idea you both hadn’t really thought it through.
“Look Y/N we’re both single right now. What could it hurt?” you couldn’t believe he was suggesting this.
“He could be a murderer or a cannibal” Andrew laughed loudly, his trailer almost shaking.
“Why would your mind go to those options first? You don’t think I would find you a nice guy?” Andrew crossed his arms, his attention completely off his lunch during your 30 minutes break from set.
“I know, I just wouldn’t be comfortable. I’m awkward” you hated dating. Getting used to somebody new was the worst, especially romantically.
“You’re not awkward” you gave him a dumbfounded look in hopes to remind him what you were like the first day on set and you two had met. “Okay, you’re a little awkward but you can overcome that. I mean look at us now”
“Andy, I just want to skip the embarrassment. I’ll find a guy of my own to make myself a fool in front of” you told him before proceeding to take a bite of your salad.
“Why don’t we make it a double date, you pick my date and I pick yours and then we all go together” now this idea had peaked your interest. Andrew could fill the conversation where you struggled and hopefully you could do the same for him.
“Now that could work” you told him after a few minutes of pondering and he held his hands up as if to say I told you so before focusing back on his food.
So here you both were, sat next to your dates, in a dimly lit restaurant. But the catch was both the dates you picked sucked and the only jokes you had been laughing at all night were Andrew’s.
“Oh my gosh Y/N, did I tell you what happened on set the other day?” Andrew turned his head from his blonde date and you immediately leaned forward to put your attention on him. Your date had been busy trying to tell you about his routine while taking care of his Grandpa and you could only take so much about what medication he takes at what time.
“No, spill” you grinned back at him, your dates sharing a knowing look between them.
“We were filming and one of the new assistants was so distracted as he watched us he walked straight into the craft table. Food went everywhere and he was covered. I laughed so hard we had to reshoot the scene like twenty times” you laughed loudly picturing this, knowing that one bump to your craft table could launch food everywhere.
“Oh my gosh, I bet our Director was pissed” Andrew nodded, smiling at how the girl laughed at his story.
“He was, but I couldn’t help myself” both of you had shown more enthusiasm over each other than your dates and it continued like this for most of the night. One of you would break a dull conversation to converse with the other. Finally Andrew’s date had enough.
“That’s it’s, I’m leaving” Andrew shot her a confused look and your date stood as well.
“Me too” he said as he started to put on his jacket.
“What, we’re just starting to have fun” Andrew held his hands up, confused as his date collected her purse.
“No, you guys are having fun” you drew your eyebrows together at the blonde girl, confused by what she had meant.
“Obviously you guys are into each other, you should’ve saved yourself the trouble and just went on a date instead of wasting our time” your date said before turning and walking out the door. Andrew’s date followed, her chin high as you both got abandoned at the table.
“Well, that was unexpected” Andrew spoke and you both chuckled, the awkwardness starting to settle in. Andrew was 15 years older than you and you had never really considered him an option. But hearing someone say it you started to wonder if you really had been attracted to him all along. Every shared moment between the two of you flashed through your head and you realized maybe it was always there. You enjoyed his company, and the flirting wasn’t uncommon.
“We should go” you suggested and he nodded as he held his hand up for a bill. Once you both had paid you found yourself out in the sidewalk, walking side by side, your shoulders brushing every once in a while.
“Do you think they were right?” Andrew asked and you sighed as you looked ahead of you.
“Maybe, I don’t know” he nodded as you said this. You hated that this was in your head now. Now you noticed how the veins in his hands flexed, the roll of his throat as he spoke, and the crinkles in his eyes, and you were attracted to all of it.
“Maybe we were so focused on the fact it couldn’t happen that is somehow did” you both never considered the other due to age. But had focusing on this fact distract you from it happening in real time?
“I’m a little embarrassed our dates noticed but not us” you said and he laughed lightly as he kicked a rock with his foot.
“Yeah, then we really could’ve saved ourself the trouble” the silenced filled the air again, only the sound of traffic floating between you. Suddenly Andrew couldn’t handle the silence or confusion anymore and his movements came to a stop.
“What are you doing?” you asked as you turned back to look at him.
“What if we kissed?” your heart stopped as he muttered the words.
“What?” you gasped out, surprised by the bluntness of the situation.
“Look, obviously both of us are trying to understand our feelings right now. So what if we kiss? If we feel something or not at least we’ll know and this entire night won’t be a complete waste” he said you thought about it for a few moments. At the end of the day what could it possibly hurt. At least you could sleep easier tonight.
“Okay, let’s do it” Andrew was surprised by this response but quickly recollected himself.
“Okay” and suddenly he was a step closer, and you could feel his breath on your face. Your heart accelerated as he tried to figure out how to grab you. Settling with one hand on your waist and the other on your cheek he slowly lowered his face to yours.
“You better be a good kisser Garfield” you whispered before he finally pressed his lips to yours. At first it was shock, that you both had your mouths pressed to each other but suddenly you felt it. Andrew did too as his hand on your cheek slipped behind your head to deepen the kiss. You found yourself clinging to his shirt, the desire to get more overwhelming you. Slowly his tongue slid across your bottom lip and you allowed it in, all of your senses going into over drive because here your best friend was with his tongue in your mouth and causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach.
Your hands found your way into his hair and his around your waist, trying to pull you as close to him as possible. You had both expected just a peck on the lips but now here you were hungering for more and you still hadn’t even broken apart yet. As soon as his hands started to slide up the back of your shirt you both broke apart for air. Your breaths were heavy as you searched each others eyes wondering if you had both felt that. How could you both have gone so long not realizing being together could feel like that?
“Wow” you weren’t sure if you had ever had a kiss like that and yet here you both were, still in each others arms, ready for more.
“I know” a small grin fell on Andrew’s face and he laughed lightly.
“I’d really like to take you back to my place now so we can do that again” you started to nod quickly and he grinned again, gripping your hand as he pulled you towards his apartment.
“Better make it quick, I don’t think I can wait that long” you told him and he felt his pace quicken because you just became the best part of his night.
Hi love your andrew fic! Thank you so much for writing it <3. if you dont mind, i would like to request another. im not sure if you watched friends but theres an episode when Rachel and joey go on a “date” and they show off their date moves which is when Joey starts having a crush on Rachel lol. i was wondering if u can write something like that for Andrew. Where they’re close friends & costars & both single with an age gap? The key thing about the episode was when their date was over they showed each other what they do to get their date to kiss them and oof the tension it brings
Seal The Deal
pairing: Andrew Garfield x Femreader
warnings: mentions of sex, teasing, fluff, slow burn
summary: as friends you go on a date, wanting to remember what it was like to be taken out. In the midst of showing each other what kind of moves you would do on a real date they end up working on each other. (I love Friends and I thought this was a really clever and cute idea for Andrew even though I never shipped Joey and Rachel, but this was a fun one to write)
You hadn’t been on a date in a very long time. No one had asked you to join them in a dimly lit restaurant in ages. You had missed being wined, dined, and pursued by another. You hadn’t been on a nice date in so long you had started to wonder if you were losing your game. So when you voiced this to your older costar he offered to wine and dine you, and allow you to feel like you’ve still been in the game despite how long it had actually been. So here you were, sat across from him, in a four star restaurant, and one of the greatest meals you’ve ever had in front of you.
“So did I do a good job?” you perked your head up to look in your costars dough eyes which were glimmering with the light from the candle in the center of the table.
“Good job on what?” you asked and he chuckled as you took a quick bite of your food.
“The date, I want to make sure this will hold you over until you finally find another guy to date” you gave him a deadpan look which filled his lungs with laughter. The belly laugh filled the restaurant and yet you couldn’t help but smile that your one look gave him that reaction.
“It’s fine Andrew, and I wouldn’t have died from withdrawal but I’m still glad to be here” you told him as his laughter quieted down.
“I’m just making sure, you were really worried about your game” he teased and you rolled your eyes as you continued to eat your meal.
“Nothing could deter my game, I’m the best there is” Andrew rose his eyebrows at this statement, intrigued by your sudden cockiness over this subject.
“Oh really, what makes you say that?” he folded his arms over, more interested in your answer than the food on his plate.
“I have date moves, they haven’t failed me yet” you acted coy not wanting to let on to too much.
“Date moves?” he asked as he leaned forward, curious now.
“Don’t look at me like you don’t have your own moves” you told him and he shrugged, falling back into his chair.
“I have tactics” you laughed as he responded, knowing he had moves of his own.
“Alright, you show me yours I’ll show you mine” Andrew rose his eyebrows but sighed and leaned back forward nonetheless despite the dirty undertone to your sentence.
“Well sometimes if a girl is talking to me I’ll reach forward and grab some hair and play with it” then suddenly Andrews long fingers reached across the table and grabbed one of your soft curls, wrapping it around his finger and moving it with such gentleness you could barely feel it, but your body felt it everywhere else.
“Doesn’t that distract her?” you asked after you struggled to find the words.
“If it does it means I have some sort of effect on her and it makes my other moves go so much smoother” Andrew spoke as he released your hair and moved back into his space of the table.
“Clever” you offered and he smiled before clapping his hands.
“All right, show me one of yours” he said before setting his hands down on the table. As he waited you smirked a little bit before setting your own hand on his. “You call this a mov-”
His sentence was cut short by your slim fingers slipping under his shirt sleeve, brushing along and making it very clear they were under the fabric. It alluded to wanting to get him out of his clothes while looking so innocent at the same time. Andrew found himself gulping as he tried to calm his heart rate the further your fingers moved up his sleeve.
“That’s my maybe you’ll get lucky move” you continued to smirk at him, noticing how he reacted the same all the guys did to that move.
“I’ll admit, I’ve never seen that one before” Andrew said as he pulled his arm away, your fingers still in his sleeve and doing things to him he hadn’t expected.
“Alright, give me another” you grinned, your focus now completely off of your food and on this fun little game you were playing.
“Okay, just start some conversation with me” he told you and you cleared your throat as you thought of a topic to discuss.
“I’m not sure if you ever knew this about me but I’m a memory hoarder. I like the keep mementos that remind me of fun moments in my life and I’m so bad about it I have the most random stuff stockpiled just because it reminds me of those moments. Do you keep anything?” but Andrew didn’t answer. In fact he had seemed too zoned in on you to even be listening. His deep stare made you start shifting in your seat and quickly you moved to make more conversation. “Andrew? Are you listening?”
“Sorry” the boy shifted upwards and shook his head as if he was shaking his thoughts away. “I wasn’t ignoring you I just got so distracted by how beautiful you are. I can’t believe I’m the lucky guy sitting with the prettiest girl in the restaurant” your blush was a deep crimson red that flowed all the way to the tips of your ears. Now that was smooth.
“So ignoring your date while she’s talking is a tactic? Good to know” you teased quickly, not wanting him to realize your whole body was now warm because of his comment.
“I was listening Y/N. I think it’s adorable you keep things that remind you of good moments. That might be my new favorite thing about you” he spoke before focusing on his food, taking some bites before it got cold.
“You have a favorite thing about me?” you couldn’t help but ask and he offered a quick smile your way.
“Yes Y/N, you’re one of my favorite people. I’d have to enjoy things about you for it to be that way” you hadn’t known Andrew had thought so highly of you and you were surprised by the feeling it gave you. You had worked on films in the past before but usually if you weren’t in the same project you both sucked at keeping in touch.
“Well that’s good to know” you told him with a soft smile and he returned it just the same. The rest of the night continued filled with good conversation and greats laughs. You actually didn’t remember the last time you had been on a date you had enjoyed the other persons presence so much. But maybe being friends made it all that much easier. So the date was a success and you found yourself sitting contently in the front seat of Andrews car.
“I’ll walk you to the door” he told you as you both exited the vehicle. It had gotten a bit cooler in the night air and he quickly shoved his hands in his pockets as you approached the door to your apartment.
“Thank you for tonight, really” you smiled at him as you turned to bid him goodbye.
“No problem, I actually had a really good time. I don’t remember the last time I enjoyed a date knowing it wasn’t leading to sex” you both laughed as he said this and you shook your head.
“Crazy that men forget how fun dates can be” you told him and he shrugged, knowing he was guilty just like every other guy.
“So, any end of the date moves you want to show me?” he whispered into the night air and you felt yourself shiver lightly.
“You first Garfield” you told him and he grinned as he stood up a bit straighter.
“Well usually when I walk a girl to her door I stand as close as I can-” he took a few steps in, his chest an inch from your face and you were forced to look up at him, his breath falling towards you. “And I tell her what a great time I had and I wish her goodnight, and when I know she’s waiting for me to kiss her, I take a small step back. When she starts to look disappointed before she even realizes I lean down and kiss her good and hard. Then hopefully she’ll invite me in”
“And what’s the success rate on that?” you asked, breathing heavily because he was still in your space.
“Nine times out of ten she invites me in. Now what about you Miss moves” you smiled and started to shake your head.
“It’s embarrassing” you started to step back from him and he quickly grabbed your wrist and pulled you back.
“No, come on. Remember you show me yours, I’ll show you mine” sighing you knew you couldn’t escape this one.
“Fine, but you can’t laugh” you glared and he nodded quickly, agreeing to your terms. Wanting to get it over with quick you prepared to move into your seal the deal move.
“I can’t believe how incredible tonight was” one by one your hands grabbed his suit jacket tugging him the tiniest bit closer without it being to noticeable. “To bad the night has to end”
Then slowly you slid your hands under the suit jacket, circling around his waist and pressing yourself flush against him. “I’m never very good at goodbyes”
Your hands traced random figures into his back and you finally looked him in the eyes, pressing your chest to his own, any space between you now disappeared. “I hope you don’t mind, it’s a bit cold”
“It’s fine” Andrew wasn’t sure if this was your move or not but it was working and he found his heart rate accelerating as he stared down into your eyes which glowed in the moonlight.
“If only tonight could last forever” you whispered, leaning up, so your mouth was only an inch from his own. The words fell from your lips and landed on his and he quickly closed his eyes as he tried to calm himself down. He had never expected to feel this towards you.
“And then I pull away and go inside, and that usually earns me the second date” you pulled away and Andrews eyes quickly snapped open, surprised you had such an effect with just your touch.
“Yeah, I can see how that works” a nervous hand reached to rub the back of his neck and you offered a smile but he saw it in your eyes. The disappointment.
“Goodnight Andrew” you turned to unlock your door. Suddenly a hand gripped your wrist and spun you around “What-”
Then just like that Andrew was kissing you on your doorstep. All the air sucked out of your lungs as you feverishly kissed back, surprised that you had wanted him to kiss you like this. When he realized you weren’t fighting him he pushed you against the door, his tongue roaming your mouth. You hummed slightly and you felt him tense as you did so. His fingers laced with your own and he quickly pushed your hands against the door on either side of your head as he continued to roam your mouth. The tension you both had built through the night was so thick that this kiss felt like a breath of relief.
You wanted to pull back but this kiss had reached the point of no return. He either needed to be in your apartment or ruin the best night you’ve had in a long time. But your stomach was on fire, your skin burning against his own, the slight scratch of his beard giving you a sensation you had never expected. The kiss was tender, but heated, and he was confident to the point it felt like you were his best kiss to date. You gripped at his collar, pulling his mouth impossibly closer to your own until you had to break apart for air.
“At least now you know your moves work” he told you, his forehead pressed against your own as he continued to pin you to your own front door.
“Yeah well so do yours, now get inside before we give my neighbors to much of a show”
summary: Tom's a jealous man. When he consistently has to watch you kiss your male co-stars on-screen during a movie premiere, he's gotta ask and prove that he's a far better kisser, and you better remember it.
pairing: Tom Cruise x Wife!Actress!Reader
warnings: alluded smut, dom!Tom
word count: 2.7k
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“Let’s get one more take of you and Chris, alright?” The director calls out. “The kiss scene – it’s almost perfect.”
Your buddy and golden retriever of a best friend, Chris Evans, gazes at you with a smirk.
“Fine by me,” You call out.
“You like kissing me or something?” Chris playfully says as everyone rewinds and gets back into their spots. Rolling your eyes, you shove him. “Does Tom know you enjoy it?”
Squinting, you give him the middle finger.
“Chris, you’re so annoying.” You toss your head back. “He’s fine with it. He does it all the time. We’re actors and actresses. It’s our job.”
Chris knows you’re being serious, and he certainly means no harm.
“Now, if I was kissing Henry? I think he’d be down here with a shovel on standby.” You giggle. Henry Cavill almost got the role in this rom-com, but Chris ultimately was the first pick by the directors. That’s the kind of attitude he had, the kind of work found himself enjoying most. Since the ending of his Captain America and Marvel days, Chris was branching out.
“I’d pay to see that.” Chris laughs.
Soon, the scene is unfolding. You and Chris find yourselves in another steamy liplock that would drive anyone wild, and the directors are elated when they have the final product. When the scene is called, and you two step away, you envelop the other in a tight hug.
On the way back to the trailer to finish up, Chris stops you.
“How do you deal when Tom gets jealous?” He asks more seriously.
Chuckling, you shake your head. “Tom doesn’t get jealous of these scenes.”
Chris raises a questioning eyebrow. “Are you sure? You’re his wife.”
Nodding, you bite your lip.
“Yeah, and I go home to Tom Cruise, not an actor I share a scene with. He knows I’m his. He can’t get rid of me.” You tease. “Is your girlfriend growing jealous?”
Chris sighs. “A little,” He nods. “I think it’s for this movie specifically. She’s come to set a few times and watched us and–”
You reach into your bag and retrieve the diamond Tom put on your finger a few years ago. “Let her know – I’m happily married.” You slip the ring back onto your hand and give him a reassuring smile.
“By a man old enough to be your sugar daddy,” Chris adds, which brings you to actually slap his shoulder.
“And that sugar daddy is great in bed.”
“EW!” Chris exclaims. “No, don’t even say that–”
“He’s got tongue tricks for days, Chris. I’m serious.”
“Y/n, STOP!” Chris covers his ears, earning you to laugh in victory.
As you say goodbye to him and take off your makeup before heading home, you’re grateful and eager to end the day with your lover. Nothing gave you more happiness than walking through the front door to see Tom actually in the same room as you. Lately, he’s been on the go, which meant he was out of the country mostly. With whatever off time he did get, he ensured to spend it with you.
When you made it home, you walked through the front door and dropped your belongings. You see his head pop up from where he’s sitting at the bar, a smile stretching along his face.
“There she is,” He calls out, turning around to look at you. “How was work?”
“Amazing,” You respond. “We finally got the last scene filmed today. If all goes well, and we don’t have to do any reshoots, I think we’ll be good to go.” You hurry over and lace your arms over his shoulders. Thinking back to what Chris said about his girlfriend being slightly jealous of you and him kissing onscreen, you add a wet kiss to Tom’s cheek that has him chuckling.
“You’re in a good mood,” He says, placing his hand over your arm and rubbing gently.
“I am. Happy I get to come home to you.” You say in his ear, kissing down the side of his neck. He readjusts himself on the stool, his throat clearing.
“Buy me a drink first,” He mutters under his breath, earning you to slap him playfully.
“You don’t even drink, babe. But you can pour me one.” You wink and plop down. “Show me them fancy bartending skills, Brian. I want some Cocktail action.”
Tom glares at you and rolls his eyes. The night carries on, and you don’t give jealousy over kissing scenes any more thought.
Then a few months pass.
The release date and red carpet premiere of your and Chris’ new movie are scheduled, and you’re elated.
You’re getting dressed with a hair and makeup team surrounding you, ensuring you looked picture-perfect. Tom wore a classic black and white suit combination that made him appear both sexy and distinguished. You grinned at him as lipstick was applied to your plumped lips thanks to a liquid lip plumper.
“You’re stunning, darling,” He says to you as he takes in the full body view of you.
A floor-length dress wraps around your body that dazzles and sparkles with blue sequins. Your hair is styled to absolute perfection, and in Tom’s eyes, you were a complete goddess. He glanced down at the gold wedding band situated on his finger, astonished every day at how lucky he got to claim you as his own.
“Thank you,” You beam. “I wish I could tear that suit off you right now…” You bite the tip of your tongue, soaking in the sight of the splendor that is your husband.
Tom walks forward and takes your hands into his, kissing over your knuckles. You guide your arms over his shoulders. In the heels, you were slightly taller than him, but Tom loved a taller woman. He found such pleasure at the sight, and you were remarkably a powerhouse.
He was proud of you. He knew you had worked so hard – you and Chris – to make this movie a reality. You both had wanted to star in a rom-com of this demand since getting into the acting business, and the opportunity was there. Tom was just grateful you were selected as a first choice as far as actresses go. He couldn’t wait to watch the finished product on the big screen and truly give you the time and attention you deserved.
Although nothing would prepare the seasoned actor for the jealousy he would feel upon watching you kiss Chris Evans on a gigantic movie screen.
Tom was enjoying the movie. He had his hand rested on your thigh, and your arm was wrapped through his. Laughter filled the theater you were inside. Chris had brought his girlfriend for their red carpet debut, and you kept looking over periodically to see both of them enthralled with one another. That jealousy must have left her. A grin finds your face, but as you turn your head back to the screen, one of many kiss scenes unfolds.
Tom’s green eyes were widening at the intense first kiss shared between your and Chris’ characters. He tilted his head to the side, but he didn’t say anything. He looked over at you to see your eyes glued to the screen.
Then another one.
And another one.
Oh, look – another tight liplock.
Tom felt himself grow uncomfortable. He knew this wasn’t like him. He was an actor, he had kissed many women before. But when he looked to his side and saw that it was you, then looked back at the screen to see you and Chris kissing again, something came over him.
By the time the movie had finished, Tom was glaring in Chris’ direction and not even realizing it. The after-party ensued, and you noticed the quietness of your husband, a man who was normally very talkative at events such as these.
“Are you alright?” You ask him. “You haven’t said much.”
Your hand was laced through his as he guided you through the growing crowd.
“I’m fine,” Tom tells you with a smile. He leads the way, and you arch your eyebrow, not believing him whatsoever.
“What did you think of the movie?” You ask him.
“It was great. You did wonderful, darling. I knew you would.” Tom turns around to look at you. He’s at eye level with you and he quietly leans forward and kisses your forehead.
You squint, truly not believing him. “Thomas, I’ve been married to you for quite some time now… I know when you’re trying to hide something.” You whisper so that no one would hear you.
“I’m fine,” Tom repeats himself. “Want a drink?”
“Tom,” You glower this time. “Babe, you’re acting funny.”
Tom grimaces. It shouldn’t bother him. Why did it bother him? It’s not like you and Chris had sex. Your characters did, but not you two. Tom looked over and saw Chris dancing with the brunette he brought along, and he sighed.
“It’s stupid,” He finally gives you the indication that something is in fact bothering him.
“Spill it, Cruise. You know I won’t stop bothering you.” You rest a hand on his shoulder.
Tom chuckles quietly. “No, really. Tonight is about you and Chris. Let’s keep it that way.”
Nodding, you take his hand. “Dance and talk,” You wink, guiding him toward the floor.
Your husband rolls his eyes, head falling back, but he gives into you. He tangles his fingertips through yours and allows you to lead him toward the center of the dance floor. Music plays from the speakers, and you tangle your arms over his shoulders and pull him close.
“Have I mentioned how hot you look in this suit?” You purr, leaning closer.
Tom laughs, shaking his head. “You’re trying to flatter me.”
“Is it working?” You add a simple batting of your eyelashes, followed by a sweet pout of your lips.
Tom glides his hands over your hips, squeezing them in his hands as he pulls you tight against him.
“Unless you want to make a scene in this room full of unsuspecting bystanders, go right ahead.” He cocks an eyebrow, almost threatening you to do something. He was all for a good dare, and you bit into your lip.
“Something’s bothering you though,” You whisper, allowing him to twirl you in a flawless circle. “It’s the movie.” You add when your back rests against his chest.
Tom spins you back around, your fingers interlocked once more as you move aimlessly to the beat.
“Nothing about the movie bothered me,” He lies through his teeth, grinning to hide the fact.
“Oh, really?” You tempt him.
“Really,” Tom defies you.
It was written all over this man’s face.
“You know I’m your girl, right?” You ask him quietly. “I’m your wife. I married you. No one else did.”
“Ouch?” Tom chuckles. “Is that supposed to hurt?”
Swatting his back, you hiss. “Tell me what’s wrong!”
“Nothing’s wrong!” He hisses back. But the look on his face tells you everything you need to know, and a replay of a conversation you had with Chris simmers in your mind. There were so many kissing scenes shared between the two of you, not to mention a rather steamy sex scene. You knew when Tom tightened his grip on your thigh – something was off.
“You’re jealous,” You gasp, eyes widening at the realization.
Tom’s eyes widened at the same time.
“What? No, no I’m not. I am not jealous.”
“Thomas Cruise Mapother IV,”
“Don’t do that. Not here. Please don’t do that.” Those green eyes swam with emotion that begged you not to do this in front of everyone.
Your mouth fell open and you stopped swaying altogether.
“Oh my God – baby!” You gawk. “You were jealous? You didn’t like seeing me make out with Evans?”
“Darling,” His voice drops an octave.
“Ooh, you must’ve really hated that sex scene then, right?”
“I’m warning you.” He glowers.
“Geez, daddy. Didn’t think you were that kind of man.”
“That’s it.”
He was skilled at getting out of a situation. A flood of excitement courses through your veins when you feel Tom wrap his hand around your waist. With a firm grip on your hip, you got just what you wanted.
“Takin’ us someplace quiet, honey?” You ask him.
He doesn’t say anything, earning you to laugh.
“Oh, you really are pissed, Tommy… You’re being quiet.” Your eyes marvel at the sight of his jaw that clenches with every step he takes. He didn’t think he’d get nervous.
“I didn’t get upset when you practically had sex with Malin on the pool table. I thought your and Cameron’s scenes were adorable. Oh! Rebecca – that’s another good one. I thought you two had some really good chemistry. Shall I go forward with Emily and the others?”
You wanted to test him. You wanted to see him get angry about it.
When Tom made it to someplace secluded where no one could attempt to bother you, your back was pressed to the wall, your husband’s eyes searching yours.
“You know damn well you were jealous.” He hisses under his breath. “Why? Because you asked me if they were better kissers than you, so I spent that night making sure you couldn’t walk straight the next day. ” Tom’s voice is vicious, and it brings heat to rise on your cheeks.
“Oh, Thomas…” You whisper, drawing closer. “Ask me.” You tempt him.
“Ask you what?” His green eyes were glowing at this point.
“Ask me what I asked you.” You wanted to hear him say it. You reached out and ruffled your fingers through his hair, earning him to sigh. “Ask me, baby.”
He knew exactly what you wanted to hear. Through a glare and tightened jaw, he asked the question.
“Does he kiss better than me?” Tom finally asks.
“Hmm…” You trail playfully, causing him to jump. The instant reaction has your head swimming. Tom crashes his mouth onto yours, tongue slipping into your mouth immediately. A gasp floods from your mouth as your husband manages to hold you in place.
You hurriedly reach out and run your hands over his flexed chest. You explore the region, and your fingertips glide around the back of his neck, nails scratching across his warm skin. You moan against his lips as his tongue consistently meets yours, Tom clearly winning the game for dominance.
Tom kisses down your jawline, not caring even in the slightest if he ruined your makeup. A whine falls freely as your husband’s hands bunch your dress together in his fists. He wants nothing more than to rip this sequined masterpiece from your body and show you, but he wasn’t going to do that right here. He would make you wait. He wanted to see you quiver.
You find his lips once more and kiss him fiercely.
“Does he?” Tom demands, popping off your mouth. “Does he kiss as good as me? Does he touch you like this? Do you think of him?”
Each question brings the actor to find his way underneath your dress. His large palm connects with your sopping heat, and a desperate whine fills the secluded room.
“N-no!” You belt. “No, you’re a better kisser – you’re better at everything!” You plead your case, begging for him to stroke you at least once. “You’re right there, please.” You take his wrist into his hand, encouraging him to touch you, but he pulls his hand away.
“No,” Tom answers with a sinister smile. “You’re going to wait until I’m ready.”
“Tom!” You exclaim to which he places his index finger over your lips.
“Ah-ah,” He shakes his head. “Good girls don’t protest.” He winks and lowers your dress, but he ensures to slowly drag his fingertips down your thighs to leave you aching for more.
As he takes a step back, he smiles.
“Maybe next time you won’t act like a brat,” He grabs your hand.
“I wasn’t acting like a brat!” You argue with him.
“Do you want to walk tomorrow morning?” He asks you seriously, earning your head to spin.
“...No,” You whisper.
“Then I’d suggest you be quiet about it. I’ll touch you when I’m good and ready. Understood, darling?” He stops walking to hear your answer.
Joe passionately rambling on about Y/N for six mins and thirty-four seconds video
Pairing: Joe Keery x Actress!Reader
Word Count: 1.5k
Category: Fluff. That's all.
Warning: None
Summary: Steve Harrington and Penelope Carter did not stay together at the end of the fourth season of Stranger Things, and the internet has a lot to say about that. In contrast, to warm the hearts of Stenny's fans, one fan shares a six mins and thirty-four second compilation of Joe Keery passionately rambling on about you, his girlfriend, and coincidentally Penny Carter herself.
"Joe literally pinched himself upon seeing Y/N on set for the first time." Matt Duffer told during an interview with Variety in June 2022. "You remember that, right?"
Ross Duffer, sitting next to his brother, laughed as he shook his head, arms crossed over his chest. "There's no forgetting it." He joked. "They sat next to each other in the script room, and you could just see how nervous he was. It was a really fun thing to watch."
Matt nodded, humming as he did so.
"Yeah, I think that's why we can say that we were kind of prepared for the negative fan reaction regarding Steve and Penny's tragic ending in season four, you know?" He added. "We knew from the beginning that it would be hard to convince the audience that Steve and Nancy should be something when we had Joe Keery in love with Y/NY/L/N since the first time he saw her."
To say that the internet was in mourning would be an understatement.
The fourth season of Stranger Things had premiered some time ago, and for fans of the TV show, that was synonymous with hope. This time, Steve Harrington and Penelope Carter will finally be together.
The development from friends to lovers between the characters was something that fans had longed for since the first season, which unfortunately did not happen. Penelope received a tragic ending in Upside Down, and the scene in which her bloodied body was embraced by a miserably distraught Steve had generated thousands of disgruntled tweets and videos on TikTok — most of them featuring puffy-eyed girls, tears streaming down their cheeks as the scene in question played in the background.
Steve and Penelope hadn't gotten the ending they deserved, but you and Joe were the protagonists of another story, this one being in real life, and knowing that you two had been together for more than four years mended a little the crack left in the hearts of Stenny fans.
One video in particular, accumulating a little over 1,5 million views on YouTube, had been shared by a Twitter account along with the hashtag JusticeForStenny, on the rise since the last episode of the fourth season was aired:
@stennylover: steve and penelope didn't get a chance to be together and I know everyone here is heartbroken about it, but here is a compilation of joe passionately rambling on about yn for six mins and thirty-four seconds to warm your hearts
The video in question begins by showing the title text in white capital letters on a black background, the instrumental of Paper Rings by Taylor Swift playing in the background:
Joe Keery passionately rambling on about Y/NY/L/N for six mins and thirty-four seconds straight.
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The first recording shows Joe standing in front of a white background during the Glamour's friendship test, arms behind his back and eyes fixed on the floor. He was wearing a plain black shirt, the length of his hair a little shorter than that sported by Steve Harrington indicating that he was preparing for another role.
"I— I was just mesmerized the first time I saw her, honestly." He shakes his head slowly, his lips curving into a comforting smile. "She was visibly excited to be on set. It was like it was her first time in an environment like that, and it was really adorable to see her so excited about every little thing that happened." He said before looking at the camera, the smile not abandoning his lips. "When we had scenes together— which happened a lot, I used get so fucking nervous." Joe laughed, his cussing censored by a beep. "I was constantly getting my lines wrong because of that, and she's always been so thoughtful and patient about it, you know? Which only made my situation worse, actually." He joked, scratching the back of his neck as his eyes meet the floor once again. "She would always ask me if I needed a break, because, you know, she genuinely thought that these mistakes were because of fatigue or something, when internally I was like, 'Oh, I'm fine, I'm sorry about that, I'm just, you know, thinking of a way to ask you out on a date.'"
The video then cuts to the Wired autocomplete interview granted by Joe and Gaten Matarazzo.
Gaten is holding the styrofoam board while the phrases with "is joe keery" remain hidden under white stickers.
"Okay, so let's see what we have here." Joe hums as he pulls out the first sticker. "Is Joe Keey," he begins, "Y/N/Y/L/N's boyfriend in real life?"
"I love the fact that your first question has to do with Y/N." Gaten joked.
"Yeah, I was about to say that, man." Joe played along, leaning forward with one hand on his knee. "But yes, I am Y/N's boyfriend in real life."
"Title he's most proud of." Gaten punctuated, raising his index finger.
Joe clicked his tongue, a smug smile adorning the corner of his lips. "I mean, my girlfriend is Y/N/Y/L/N." He makes a point of stressing your name as if no one knows. "You don't meet many guys this lucky."
Gaten contracted his face in a fake expression of disgust, shaking his head before looking directly at the camera.
"We are still on a mission to find out how much he is paying Y/N."
The next cut is from an interview of Joe to GQ Spain where he was responding to some comments from fans on the internet.
"Youtube." Joe announced before the edit added a lofi song along with a video of Stranger Things fan comments on a scene of Steve and Penelope in the second season, then focusing on one specific user. "I honestly don't know how Steve doesn't realize that Penelope has a crush on him. Is he an idiot?" He reads as the comment remains on the screen.
The video then turns back to Joe.
"I mean, yeah?" He laughs, the video returning to the commentary session as Joe's lines were added as a response along with a typing sound. "I see a lot of Y/N—my girlfriend, in Penelope, you know? Not just because she plays her, obviously, but also because they're both so smart and have such a gentle soul that it's almost like they're magnetic, so when someone asks me what the similarities are between me and Steve, I make it clear that I'm a little smarter when it comes to girls, because I would never let someone like Y/N or Penelope get away. Thank you."
The video then cuts to an interview of Joe on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Kimmel.
"Can we— Can we talk about Y/N/Y/L/N?" Jimmy asked as he leaned over his desk. The audience whistled and clapped loudly as soon as your name was mentioned, making Joe smile. "I mean, we all love her here, and we know you've been together for years— over three years, right?"
"Yeah, that's right." Joe squeaked, shaking his head. "We kind of got tired of just being on screen, you know?" He made a joke, laughing at the thunderous reaction from the audience.
"Man, this is so cool!" Jimmy exclaimed genuinely, causing Joe to nod his head and mutter an almost inaudible "thank you." "And how was the preparation for you two for this fourth season? If I'm correct, the recordings were interrupted due to the pandemic, right?"
"Oh, yes, unfortunately we had that setback and that's why there was a significant delay compared to the other seasons." Joe explained.
"And you two were together during that time?" Jimmy inquired curiously, arching his eyebrows. "Practicing the script together and all that stuff?"
Joe crossed his legs, interlacing his fingers over his lap.
"Well, we did a lot of fun stuff during those months, and of course discussing the script ended up being one of them, but we also kind of took that time to disconnect a little bit, you know?" Joe replied, "We cook together, we write songs together, we learn about gardening on YouTube…" He enumerated with his fingers, "just a bunch of cool stuff."
"Oh, that sounds amazing." Jimmy said in an impressed tone. "Just a couple discovering new hobbies, right?"
"Yeah, but Y/N, she's just— she's just a lot smarter and more talented than me, you know?" Joe said amidst a laugh. "She can act, she can write, she can sing, she can knit, she can read a book about what are the right garden pots for each kind of seed and suddenly become a big Wikipedia on the subject…" he rambled, gesticulating excitedly, "It's amazing. She is amazing. I'm one hundred percent sure she could build a rocket from scratch if she wanted to."
"Wow." Jimmy smiled, exchanging a quick glance with the audience before facing Joe again. "So I guess we can say you're a little bit in love, right?"
Joe blushes, his eyes dropping to the floor before turning to Jimmy. "Yeah, I kind of am."
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