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Masterlist
Requests are open!
Also check out my fanfic library where I have all (most) of my favourite fanfics from other writers
꩜ - smut 𖤓 - fluff ☾ - angst
Robin Buckley
nothings gonna hurt you baby 𖤓
Mike Wheeler
we'll never be those kids again ☾
where were you when i was lonesome? ☾
headcanons of Mike as your boyfriend 𖤓
anyone else but you ☾𖤓
Finn Wolfhard
finn wolfhard headcanons 𖤓
i just dont want to miss you tonight 𖤓
Steve Harrington
my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder ☾
Joe Keery
god, how lucky can a simple man be? 𖤓
joe keery airport headcanons 𖤓
Jim Halpert
i just had to talk to you, you see? 𖤓
Marauders
poly jegulus art gallery headcanons 𖤓
my childhood crush and my teenage/early adulthood crush… safe to say i have a fairly consistent type…
HANDS, HANDS, HANDS 😛
Cannot WAIT until I see those hands in person in July 😩
Poly Jegulus Headcanons
⋆。˚𖦹 At an art gallery ⋆。˚𖦹
Thinking about poly Jegulus in an art gallery/museum.
Regulus would know bits of information about most of the pieces that you would look at.
James would be a little unsure at first, kind of picturing him like a bull in a china shop kinda thing, but he would get into it after a while.
If they/you were at the Louvre and came across The Death of Marat painting, James wouldn't think much of it at first, but as Regulus and you explain a bit about the painting and what feelings you get from looking at it, he would quickly become fascinated with it.
When going through a crowded area, the boys would alternate holding your hand, putting their hand on the small of your back, etc to make sure that they wouldn't loose you.
After a little while, the noise of everyone around you could get a bit loud so you would all put on headphones and play a curated playlist at the same time so that you would still be connected even while not talking for a bit. When doing this you would touch each other a bit more to make up for the lack of talking.
If you were to describe how a painting made you feel/what makes you love it as much as you do, James and Regulus would look at you with pure love and admiration, appreciating the fact that you are letting them have a glimpse into your mind.
They would kiss your head, temple, hand, etc at random without even really thinking about it while looking at the art.
By the end, you would stop at the gift shop and if you showed interest in something, they would get it for you, and James would get something that you three could all have/match with (like matching bracelets, a post card of your favourite piece, etc.).
Hiiiii!! I love your writing so much!!! i wish to request a really cute story of joe x reader where joe asks reader if they wanted to sing a song with him and then they decided to record a cover and he puts it on a single or part of his new album and fans freak out about it.
then they do like those live like studio sessions and he bring out reader and they sing the song !
it would be so cute ☺️
STUDIO
joe keery x reader
val speaks - thanku sm for requesting !!! sooo cute
the living room floor was a mess of wires, notebooks, and the half-finished smoothie you’d forgotten about an hour ago. joe sat cross-legged with his guitar resting against his knee, lazily picking at the strings while a pair of big studio headphones hung around his neck. you were beside him, leaning against the couch with your own headphones on, listening to the rough track he’d been working on all week.
this was normal for you two. sometimes you’d go to the studio with him and sit on the couch while he worked, sometimes you’d just be at home like this, surrounded by the quiet hum of equipment and joe’s endless guitar tinkering. he always said he liked it better when you were there. said it made everything feel less like work.
you glanced over at him as he replayed a little melody, frowning slightly while he adjusted something on the laptop.
“what?” he said without looking up.
“nothing,” you shrugged. “just watching your process.”
he huffed out a small laugh. “my process is mostly just messing around until something doesn’t sound bad.”
he played the chord progression again, slower this time, and you nodded along to the rhythm even though he couldn’t see you.
after a moment he looked over at you, tilting his head a little. “sing something.”
you blinked at him. “what?”
“sin,” he repeated casually, like it was the most obvious request in the world.
you pulled one side of your headphones down. “joe, i can’t sing.”
“you can sing” he said immediately.
“no, you sing,” you pointed at him. “like… professionally. i listen.”
he smiled a little, soft and stubborn. “just try.”
you shook your head, already laughing. “absolutely not.”
he strummed the chords again and nudged your knee with his. “come on. just hum something. nobody’s here.”
“you’re here.”
“yeah,” he said, grinning. “and i promise i won’t fire you from the band.”
you rolled your eyes. “i’m not in your band.”
“exactly. no pressure.”
he kept playing the same gentle loop, watching you over the top of his guitar like he was waiting you out. which, unfortunately, was something he was very good at.
you stared at him for a second, then finally gave in with a small groan. “fine. but if it’s terrible i’m blaming you.”
his smile widened immediately. “deal.”
you pulled your headphones back on and leaned closer. joe started the chords again, slower, giving you space.
for a few seconds you just listened. then you quietly started singing along to the melody in your head, your voice a little hesitant at first.
joe didn’t interrupt. he just kept playing, watching you with this soft look on his face like he’d been waiting for this moment forever.
after a bit he joined in, his voice sliding easily into harmony with yours. it wasn’t polished or perfectly in time, and halfway through you both started laughing because you forgot the words you’d made up.
“wow,” joe said, still strumming. “incredible.”
“shut up” you laughed, nudging his shoulder.
he kept playing the chords anyway, and you tried again, this time both of you just mumbling random lyrics and making each other laugh every time one of you messed up.
at one point joe stopped singing completely because he was laughing too hard, his guitar going slightly off rhythm.
“this is your fault” you said.
“how is this my fault?”
“you asked me to sing.”
he looked at you for a second, still smiling, then shook his head a little like he couldn’t quite believe something.
“what?” you asked.
“nothing.”
“joe.”
he shrugged, resting the guitar across his lap. “it’s just… kinda crazy.”
“what is?”
he looked at you, eyes warm and a little dazed in that quiet way he got sometimes.
“that i can be sitting on the floor of my living room,” he said, “singing nonsense with you and somehow that’s the best part of my whole week.”
you stared at him for a second before laughing softly. “your week must’ve been really boring.”
“no,” he said, bumping his shoulder against yours. “i just like you a lot.”
you leaned your head against his arm while he picked up the guitar again.
after a second he started playing the same chords, softer this time.
“ready for round two?” he asked.
you groaned. “oh my god.”
but you were already smiling.
-
you didn’t really think about that night again.
it just sat in your memory as one of those small, silly moments you and joe had all the time. nothing life changing. just… a nice night.
a couple days later joe texted you in the morning.
studio today. just me. come keep me company?
you showed up mid afternoon like you usually did, letting yourself in after he buzzed you up. the familiar hum of equipment and quiet music leaking from the speakers greeted you before you even saw him.
joe was already sitting in the chair by the mixing desk, guitar in his hands again, one foot tapping lightly against the floor.
he looked up when you walked in and immediately smiled.
“hey.”
“hey,” you said, dropping your bag on the couch in the corner. “how’s the rockstar life going?”
“tragic,” he said. “i had to make my own coffee.”
“wow. thoughts and prayers.”
you settled into your usual spot on the couch while he kept working, occasionally playing a chord progression, pausing to adjust something on the computer, then trying again.
honestly you didn’t mind just sitting there. sometimes you scrolled on your phone, sometimes you just listened. joe always said it helped him focus when you were around.
after a while he turned in his chair to look at you.
“come here.”
you raised an eyebrow. “why?”
he didn’t answer, just patted his lap casually like it was the most normal request in the world.
you sighed but got up anyway, walking over while shaking your head.
“if i fall off this chair i’m blaming you.”
“noted.”
you sat sideways across his lap and he immediately wrapped one arm loosely around your waist to steady you.
“comfortable?” he asked.
“debatable.”
he chuckled, then reached over to grab another pair of headphones from the desk. before you could ask, he gently slid them over your ears.
“what are you doing?” you asked.
instead of answering, he picked up a folded piece of paper and put it in your hands.
you looked down.
lyrics.
you glanced back at him. “joe… what is this?”
he shrugged a little too casually. “a song.”
“obviously.”
“sing it with me. i wanna cover it.”
you blinked at him. “really?”
he laughed quietly like he knew exactly what you were going to say. “please.”
before you could protest again he rested his head against your shoulder, looking up at you with those stupidly convincing puppy dog eyes he knew worked way too well.
“please” he repeated softly.
you narrowed your eyes at him. “that is manipulation.”
“it’s charm.”
you rolled your eyes so hard it almost hurt.
but you looked down at the paper again anyway.
“…fine.”
his face lit up immediately.
“but,” you added quickly, “if i sound horrible this never happened.”
“deal.”
he adjusted you in his lap and pressed play on the soft rhythm, the sound filling your headphones.
you glanced at the lyrics again, then started singing quietly along when he joined in.
it wasn’t perfect. you stumbled over a line in the first verse and joe laughed which made you laugh too and completely threw off the timing.
“sorry,” he said, still grinning.
“no you’re not.”
“okay fair.”
you started again, this time making it through the chorus before both of you started laughing for no reason at all.
joe buried his face in your shoulder for a second while still trying to sing.
“you’re impossible” you said.
“you’re doing great” he mumbled.
“liar.”
but you kept going anyway, singing the next part while he harmonized quietly beside you. every now and then one of you would mess up a word or start laughing again and the whole thing would fall apart.
it took three tries to get through the whole song.
by the end of it you were both smiling like idiots.
“see?” joe said. “not so bad.”
“that was objectively bad.”
“i liked it.”
you bumped your shoulder lightly into his head. “your standards are concerning.”
“no,” he said softly. “i just like singing with you.”
you didn’t really have a comeback for that, so you just folded the paper and set it back on the desk while he let the last few notes play out.
eventually you both left the studio once it started getting late, grabbing takeout on the way back to your place.
by the time you got home you were both exhausted.
you barely made it through brushing your teeth before collapsing into bed together, joe already half asleep as he pulled you close.
“good studio day?” you mumbled.
he hummed sleepily.
“best one this week” he said.
you were asleep about two minutes later.
-
over the next few days joe got busy.
not in a weird way, he was just spending a lot more time at the studio.
which wasn’t unusual.
the only slightly unusual part was that he didn’t ask you to come with him. normally he would’ve. even if you were just sitting on the couch scrolling on your phone while he worked, he liked you being there. he’d said that a million times.
but this week he didn’t mention it once.
you noticed it, obviously, but you didn’t really question it. sometimes he just needed a few days to focus. that was normal too. so you just let him do his thing.
you still saw him most nights anyway, usually late when he got back from the studio. he’d flop down next to you on the couch, tired and a little quiet, but happy to just be there.
then the next week, while you were sitting at home half watching something on tv, your phone buzzed.
joe: Check spotify
you frowned slightly at the message.
you: for what
joe: Just check my page
you raised an eyebrow but opened the app anyway, searching his name.
and there it was. a new release.
your stomach did a small weird flip before you even pressed play.
when the song started, you immediately recognised the guitar.
it was cleaner than before, more polished. you could tell he’d re-recorded it properly in the studio, layered it better, balanced everything.
but the melody was exactly the same.
then the vocals came in. your voice.
you actually sat up straighter on the couch.
because it was you. unmistakably you.
and joe’s voice right beside it.
you listened as the song played out. he’d clearly taken the best takes from that day in the studio, cleaning them up just enough without losing the sound of it being real.
in a couple places you could even hear the faint sound of you two laughing in the background before the chorus.
you covered your mouth with your hand, half in disbelief.
“no way” you muttered to yourself.
you should’ve been annoyed. he had technically released your voice on a song without warning you. but honestly? it was really sweet.
and the song actually sounded good.
before you could even finish processing that thought, there was a knock on your door. you already knew it was him.
when you opened it joe was standing there, hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket, looking a little nervous.
which was rare for him.
he searched your face immediately.
“so,” he said cautiously. “did you check spotify?”
you just stared at him for a second then you shook your head slightly, smiling. before he could panic you stepped forward and wrapped your arms around him in a hug. joe let out a surprised laugh, hugging you back.
“okay… seems like a good sign” he said.
you pulled back and looked up at him.
“you put my voice on a song” you said.
“technically our voices” he corrected quickly.
“joe.”
“i used the good takes!” he added.
you couldn’t help laughing a little.
“i sound awful.”
“you absolutely do not.”
“i literally forgot half the words.”
“that’s the charm.”
you tried to give him a serious look but it didn’t really work.
“do you like it though?” he asked, suddenly softer.
you nodded.
“yeah,” you admitted. “i do.”
his shoulders relaxed immediately.
“good” he said, smiling.
you shook your head again, still half amazed. “i cannot believe you did that.”
joe just looked at you for a second before gently bringing his hands up to cup your face.
“it’s the best song i’ve made” he said simply.
“that is a lie” you said automatically.
he leaned down and kissed you before you could argue more.
when he pulled back he was still smiling.
“nope,” he said. “best one.”
you groaned quietly but leaned into him anyway.
-
neither of you expected anything to really happen with the song.
it was just something small joe had uploaded. a little cover, nothing huge or dramatic. you honestly assumed it would just sit on his page.
but within a few days people started noticing it.
first it was comments.
people saying how sweet it sounded. asking who the second voice was. pointing out the little laughs in the background like they were their favorite part.
then people started sharing it and suddenly it wasn’t just sitting quietly on his page anymore.
you were lying on joe’s couch one night scrolling through your phone when you saw a clip of the song on someone’s tiktok. then another. then another.
“joe,” you said slowly.
he was sitting at the table with his laptop open. “yeah?”
“why are people making edits to our stupid singing?”
he turned the laptop around slightly so you could see the screen.
the streaming numbers.
you blinked.
“…oh.”
joe leaned back in the chair, looking pretty calm about the whole thing.
which honestly made it even weirder.
“you’re not surprised” you said.
he shrugged a little. “people love covers.”
“this isn’t even a proper cover.”
“and people love that” he said.
you stared at him.
“you tricked me into becoming an indie duet.”
he laughed. “i did not trick you.”
“you did.”
he got up from the chair and walked over to the couch, dropping down beside you.
“also,” he added, nudging your knee lightly with his. “people like it because it’s sweet.”
“it’s embarrassing.”
“it’s cute.”
you squinted at him. “you’re biased.”
he smiled easily. “yeah. probably.”
the song kept growing anyway.
people talked about how your voices blended well together, even though it was messy and casual. they liked that it didn’t sound overly produced.
and unfortunately for you, people also loved the idea that joe had recorded it with his girlfriend.
you tried not to read too much of it, but every once in a while you’d see comments like you can hear how much he likes her or this is the softest joe has ever sounded on a song.
you didn’t know what to do with that. joe, on the other hand, seemed completely fine with it.
about a month later he came over to your place one evening looking thoughtful.
“so” he said, leaning against the kitchen counter.
you glanced up from where you were making tea. “that tone worries me.”
“it’s a good thing.”
“that tone still worries me.”
he laughed a little.
“i got asked to do one of those live studio session things” he said.
“like the acoustic videos?”
“yeah. just a small set.”
“that’s cool.”
he nodded. then added casually, “they asked if we could do the song.”
you paused.
“…we?”
“you’re on the track.”
you stared at him.
“joe.”
“what?”
“that involves me singing. in public.”
“technically in a studio” he corrected.
“on camera.”
“a little.”
you put your face in your hands for a second.
joe walked over slowly.
“come on,” he said gently. “it’ll be fun.”
you looked up at him. “you said that last time.”
“and i was right.”
you sighed.
“…people are going to hear me.”
“they already have” he reminded you.
“that’s different.”
“how?”
you didn’t have a good answer.
joe tilted his head slightly, giving you that same look he always used when he was trying to convince you of something.
“please?”
you narrowed your eyes.
“you’re doing the puppy eyes again.”
“are they working?”
you sighed dramatically.
“…maybe.”
the live session ended up being a lot less terrifying than you expected.
it was just a small studio, a few cameras, a couple people behind the scenes. joe sat with his guitar like he always did, and you sat beside him on a stool.
your knee was lightly touching his the whole time.
when they started recording he leaned slightly toward you.
“focus on me” he whispered.
that actually helped.
the song started, joe playing the guitar smoothly while you followed along with the lyrics you now definitely knew by heart.
it still wasn’t perfect. you smiled at the wrong time once and almost laughed during the second chorus when joe bumped your shoulder.
but that kind of made it better.
when it was finished the room stayed quiet for a second before someone behind the camera said, “that was great.”
you exhaled.
joe bumped his knee against yours.
“see?” he said quietly.
a few days later the video got released and people completely lost their minds.
you were sitting with joe on the couch when he opened the video on his phone and showed you the comments.
people talking about how sweet it was seeing the two of you together. how joe kept glancing at you while you sang. how you were smiling through half the song.
“this is insane” you said.
joe looked pretty pleased.
“they like us” he said.
you leaned against him with a small laugh.
“they like you” you corrected.
he wrapped an arm around you easily.
“same thing”
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Joe Keery Headcanons
⋆。˚𖦹 At an airport ⋆。˚𖦹
⋆。˚𖦹 He's a bit on edge at the start after a bunch of people kept on looking and pointing at him, trying to take photos with him, which he isn't always opposed too until people become to pushy, when all he really wanted to do was to get to his flight on time and spend some time with you.
⋆。˚𖦹 If you show any signs of being cold, he'll give you his jacket and wrap his arms around you, sharing all of the body heat that he can until you're comfortable.
⋆。˚𖦹 Though he mostly uses his headphones, he'll have a pair of wired headphones that he'll use so that you can both listen to music at the same time.
⋆。˚𖦹 If the flight is delayed, he'll find a spot on the floor where you could wait and he'd insist that you lay in between his legs with your head on his chest and his arms wrapped around you, kissing your head occasionally. He has no complaints being your human body pillow.
⋆。˚𖦹 When going through crowded areas, he'll almost always have a hand on you. Whether it's a hand on your lower back, in your back pocket, his hand in yours, he just wants to make sure that you're near him and not swept away.
⋆。˚𖦹 He'd have a deck of cards or a solitaire/crossword book to keep himself entertained, but he would also insist on reading whichever book you brought with you out loud cause he knows that you love his voice.
⋆。˚𖦹 By the time that you land, both of your are fairly tired/jet-lagged and thats when he becomes especially clingy. You basically have to pry him off of you to get your suitcase from the baggage carousel but he'll suddenly get a burst of energy and insist on getting it for you as quickly as possible cause he just wants to get out of the airport, into your hotel and fall asleep, holding you as close as possible without being weary of prying eyes looking at you.
ROCKSTAR BABYYYY
😩😩😩
Steve Harrington Masterlist
In this post you will find fics from other writers that I enjoy reading ♥️
꩜ - smut (MDNI) 𖤓 - fluff ☾ - angst
ten bucks by @yasministration ꩜𖤓
mr sandman (bring me a dream) by @jailuncle ☾
lover, you should've come over by @bluetimeombre ☾
nettles by @levanterhaze ☾
steve harrington who gets all squirmy when you kiss his scars by @jordiemeow 𖤓
you had to kill me (but it killed you just the same) by @tomsparkyr ☾
i've been waiting for you by @bluetimeombre ☾𖤓
if she knew what she wants (hed be giving it to her) by @when-marvellous-things-happen ☾𖤓
dont smile because it happened cry because its over by @svrviorsguilt ☾꩜
little evesdroppers by @lacyrry ꩜𖤓
bathroom confessions by @lacyrry ☾𖤓
some protector by @snoopyracing ☾꩜𖤓 series
scars under the stars by @cupanfocal ☾𖤓
sound check by @loserwheelers ꩜
forgettable by @georgeweasleyslostearhq ☾𖤓
its so sweet knowing that you love me by @intothefreakincassyverse ☾꩜𖤓
my man on willpower by @swirledyouintoallmypoems ☾𖤓
dont kiss and tell by @harringtonsdiary ☾꩜𖤓
he finally lets you see his scars by @harringtonsb1tch ☾𖤓
steve harrington masterlist by @piece0fgarbag ꩜𖤓
drunk on you by @hrringtonlove ꩜
midnight by @vamptales ꩜𖤓
five stars by @graywrenhart ꩜
dont kiss and tell by @harringtonsdiary ☾꩜𖤓 series
busy right now by @vader-anakin ꩜
the thing we grow into by @thelastcitysposts ☾𖤓
steve hears it all the time by @vader-anakin ꩜𖤓
a quick fix by @nobodys-s0n ꩜
steve (big dick) harrington by @ovoze ꩜
so high school by @swirledyouintoallmypoems ꩜𖤓 series
gotta be quiet by @swirledyouintoallmypoems ꩜
the real deal by @graywrenhart ☾꩜𖤓 series
the edges of your soul (i havent seen yet) by @andvys ☾꩜𖤓 series
Wanna munch on those biceps like there’s no tomorrow 😩
Multi-Fandom Masterlist
In this post you will find fics from other writers that I enjoy reading ♥️
꩜ - smut (MDNI) 𖤓 - fluff ☾ - angst
Angus Tully
im on fire, but im trying not to show it by @ursuburbanmother 𖤓☾
bah humbug by @anyarose011 𖤓
DC Universe
if you're done with your ex move on to the next by @supermenz ☾𖤓
A Court of Thorns and Roses
unseen unheard unloved by @moonlitstoriess ☾
farewell my love by @allhopesforlove ☾
the proposition by @erin-bo-berin ☾꩜𖤓 series
Travis "Teacake" Meachum
feelin you by @solarismoons ꩜
Marauders Masterlist
In this post you will find fics from other writers that I enjoy reading ♥️
꩜ - smut (MDNI) 𖤓 - fluff ☾ - angst
James Potter
if i follow you to the river by @amnmesias ☾𖤓
stop, you're losing me by @amnmesias ☾
too late to notice by @arianaagreyy ☾
slipping away by @rebelelegance ☾
hold your breath by @inkdrinkerworld ꩜
we never talked about august by @nocturnao ☾
til all thats left is glorious bone by @colouredbyd ☾𖤓
looks like i have been crying over the same thing by @roze-latte-zz ☾
summer loving by @kissyjj 𖤓
Remus Lupin
when did you get hot by @colouredbyd ꩜
Poly Jegulily
lazy mornings and fun surprises by @roocius 𖤓
Wolfstar
visions of a life by @amnmesias ☾𖤓 series
tiebreaker by @lvrsnt ꩜
gone by @uramakimochi ☾ platonic/daughter!reader
Marlene Mckinnon
photo booth quests by @yasministration 𖤓
Poly Marauders
a proposition by @brokenmenswhore ꩜ series
at the same damn time by @ivorywrites ꩜
Joe Keery Masterlist
In this post you will find fics from other writers that I enjoy reading ♥️
꩜ - smut (MDNI) 𖤓 - fluff ☾ - angst
game night by @loversagile 𖤓
being unable to help yourself by @loversagile 𖤓
spill your truth by @balletteens 𖤓
golden globes disaster duo by @piece0fgarbag ꩜𖤓
the silver band by @keerymehome 𖤓
between the flashes by @djowrites 𖤓
waking up by @lacyrry ꩜
silver springs by @keerymehome ☾𖤓
dry humping by @keerymehome ꩜
morning dream by @emqqx ꩜𖤓
first time by @nosugarallspice ꩜
sweet and sloppy by @nosugarallspice ꩜
joes biceps by @nosugarallspice ꩜
just the tip by @nosugarallspice ꩜
Stranger Things Masterlist
In this post you will find fics from other writers that I enjoy reading ♥️
꩜ - smut (MDNI) 𖤓 - fluff ☾ - angst
Mike Wheeler
some protector by @peachhcs ☾𖤓
Eddie Munson
this years girl by @elegantpaperoperatormaker ꩜𖤓
Max Mayfield
mixtape muse by @worndry 𖤓☾
when the music plays by @crochetnerdsworld ☾𖤓
crack baby by @diorsdolliest ☾
Robin Buckley
her part is over by @ashwhowrites ☾
the gardens of veridia by @aaliciouss 𖤓☾
God, How Lucky Can A Simple Man Be?
Joe Keery x reader (who played Jessie Buckleys character in Hamnet)
"Holy shit baby, you look amazing!"
You smile as you look over your shoulder at your boyfriend and his newly dyed hair. He comes up behind you and wraps his arms around you, gently swaying from side to side.
"I'm thinking that we should just forget this even and stay in...all day and all night. How's that sound to you."
"As much as I would love to do that, you do have to present an award and I'm nominated for one so it would be rather unprofessional of us."
"Very unprofessional indeed," he says in a posh accent "would it be unprofessional to kiss you right now?"
"I'll allow it." You try to say in a serious tone, but when he smiled at you with a tilt of his head, you couldnt keep the act up.
He spins you around, and with one hand on your lower back, pulling you in, and the other cupping your jaw. His lips brush yours and finally he kisses you. It starts off light, but then you just can't help yourself and let yourself get lost in him.
"Joe" he kisses you again "we need to stop or we'll be late."
"I guess we'll just have to hit pause on this. Maybe wait until you win a golden globe and then it'll be a celebration."
"I'm not going to win, but I love your enthusiasm."
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All you could hear were screams as you and Joe walked onto the red carpet. You smiled for pictures, and at one point you had go separate ways for some solo shots. You were doing fine, doing your different poses and smiling at the different cameras, but Joe couldn't keep his eyes off of you.
The paparazzi weren't to happy with this, but he could care less. Eventually you moved on to do some interviews.
"So y/n, you are nominated for Best Performance by a Female Actor in a Motion Picture for your role in Hamnet. How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling pretty great. Now this doesn't mean that I expect to win cause there are some truly amazing other women who are also nominated for this award."
What you didn't notice is Joe coming up behind you.
"And here we have the infamous Joe Keery who will be presenting the award for Best Original song. Now you both have recently made your relationship public, and people have been freaking out online. So Joe, what do you have to say to all of the people who are sad that you're taken?"
Joe's face falters at the rather personal question, but he responds after you squeeze his hand. He looks at you then looks back at the reporter to asks the question.
"Well I'm sorry everyone, but I am completely and utterly taken by this woman right here and I have absolutely no regrets."
He kisses your hand and leads you away from the interviewer and off the red carpet.
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"And the golden globe goes to...y/n l/n in Hamnet!"
The room erupts in applause, but you're frozen in shock. You slowly stand up to go on stage, but not before Joe grabs you and holds you.
"I knew you could do it."
He kisses your cheek, and you give him a quick kiss before walking towards the stage.
"I...wow, thank you to everyone who helped me get here cause this is crazy. Special shoutout to Chloé Zhao who has been a fantastic director and to Paul Mescal who has been such a supportive co-star and friend throughout this whole movie making process. Finally thank you to my partner Joe, my love, who was with me from the start of this, helping me go over my lines and scenes again and again and for being there for me whenever I get anxious and felt like I was way in over my head."
A camera pans to Joe, showing his face that has turned a faint red. He blows you a kiss and keeps on starring at you like you were the only person in that entire room.
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Joe can't keep his hands off of you while you make out in the elevator going up to your hotel room. He grabs your thighs and picks you up, your legs wrapping around his waist.
"Joe" he kisses your neck, every so often giving it a little bite "what if someone comes into the elevator?"
"Well they're just going to have to find another one cause until we get to our room, I am going to keep on showing you how proud I am."
"Oh really?"
"Oh yeah," he playfully bites your lip "and when we get into that room, you're going to have to get rid of that dress, cause as much as I love seeing you in it, I can't wait to see you out of it."
That ending was a bit different from what I usually write, but I hope you like it :)
Feel free to send in requests if you want to see more like this!
Where Were You When I Was Lonesome?
Mike Wheeler x reader
part 2 of We'll Never Be Those Kids Again
Safe to say that things have not been going as planned, because first Mike convinced everyone that Jonathan should join me and Steve, and now all three of us are stuck waiting cause the van suddenly stopped so now we're trying to flag down someone to give us a boost so that we can get back on track.
I was about to give up hope when a car stopped and out came a girl who was willing to help us out.
"Hey Steve, do you know how much longer this'll take? We really need to get going!"
"In a minute!" he says before turning to flirt with the girl who was helping us. Safe to say it wasn't working. "Kids am I right?" Steve awkwardly laughs to ease the tension, and when that doesn't work he offers up one of his last bopper.
"That was supposed to be mine." I say to myself. Jonathan lets out a huff of a laugh before he looks out the window and notices Dustin walking towards the car.
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After a tense reunion between us and Dustin, I find myself holding a metal shovel while everyone is getting everything ready at the Turnbow house. "Hey y/n, can I talk to you?"
"Not now Mike. As you can see we're kind of busy with the whole demogorgon-will-appear-out-of-nowhere-and-we-need-to-trap-it thing." "I get that, but we can spare a few seconds. I just want to say that I'm sorry."
"I don't care Mike. I'm over it, let's just move on." I walk away, going to ask Nancy if she needs anymore help.
"That's cold man" says Lucas "you know you have to actually fix that right? Some half-assed apology isn't gonna make how you're acting better."
"What do you mean how I'm acting?"
"You've been totally ignoring her dude! Especially after all that happened with her almost dying and shit. Also you've totally ditched her once you started dating El when y/n's literally been your best friend since first grade, and while it isn't really my place to tell you this, she needs you."
"Why hasn't she just asked me then?"
"Because she shouldn't have to Mike. You-" Lucas gets cut off when all of the lights in the house start to flicker.
Everyone gets into their places, and before you know it, Lucas has jumped over the hole that Steve cut in the floor, the demogorgon hot on his trail.
After the demogorgon didn't fall through the hole the first time, me, Lucas, and Mike used our weapons hit it so that it would fall into the pile of barbed wire which would give Nancy the chance to shoot it with the tracker.
Everything seemed to be going fine until the demogorgon jumped out of the hole and ripped open a gate into the upside down and began to climb through. Lucas dived out of the way, and I was about to do the same until I felt something grab onto my ankle and pull me. I tried to grab onto anything that I could but it was no use.
"Mike!" I yell, before my voice I'm dragged further into the upside down. The gate closing, sealing me off from everyone else.
"What happened! Where's y/n!" Nancy yells, Jonathan and her having come up from the basement to join the rest of the group.
"The demogorgon, it got her. Vecna's got her."
Bit of a shorter chapter, but I have some ideas that I don't want to lump into one huge chapter that goes on and on.
Hope you enjoyed it though and let me know if you'd like to see more chapters from this series, or fics for other character, people, etc. :)
I Just Had To Talk To You, You See
Jim Halpert x reader
Italics means that it's an interview
"My name is y/n and it's my first day here at Dunder Mifflin. Usually I work at corporate, but there's been enough complaints sent in about harassment. So now I am working here for the foreseeable future. Lucky me I guess."
You are waiting in Michaels office for a while until he finally comes in carrying a very full cup of coffee. "Welcome to Dunder Mifflin Scranton Miss. l/n," he says in a butchered english accent "now I shall present you with this cup of coffee made with Scrantons finest instant coffee"
"I'm really more of a tea person, but thanks for offering." Michael looks like he's about to say something but instead decides to carefully walk over to his desk to put down the coffee. Then out of nowhere someone comes up behind Michael and blows an airhorn right beside his ear, promptly causing Michael to drop the cup off coffee all over the floor, most of it getting on your shoes.
You're still in shock when the person who made Michael pulls up a chair beside you and gets uncomfortably close. "Well hello beautiful, the names Todd Packer and you bet that I'm packing."
"Now I know why I'm here. This is the person that the complaints are about. "
"So now you've met Packer, the Pac-Man," says Michael "he is one of the best salesmen here, and now I'm gonna introduce you to the rest of the gang."
Michael then ushers you out of his office and gets everyones attention by loudly shouting fire.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you Miss. y/n l/n who has traveled all the way from corporate."
"I thought that all of the positions were filled after the merger happened?" says a short blonde lady who doesn't look very impressed. Michael once again goes to speak but he can't seem to figure out why you're here.
"I was sent here by corporate because enough complaints have come in about certain employees here, so we just want to see how everything is going in person. And I'll mostly be working with Holly, so you'll hardly know that I'm here."
After a bit more awkward introductions to the rest of the people in the office, you go back into the annex to set up your work space. Once settled down, all you could think about was the cute guy with the messy head of hair that smiled at you when you introduced yourself.
"So, I met the new girl and she seems nice," says Jim, a faint smile on his face, his ears turning red "but she's only here for a little bit so I probably won't even get to know her very well."
"That new girl y/n is hot. I think I'm gonna make a move on her." says Andy.
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"So it's been a couple days, and I'm settling in pretty well. Packer ended up getting fired the day after I arrived which me and Holly joined together to achieve. Took some convincing from me after basically everyone in the office came to me with concerns. So now my job is done here, but corporate still wants me to stay here indefinitly as a safety measure."
"Hey y/n," says Jim "I-uh heard through that grapevine that you're staying? Would've thought that after you were done getting rid of Packer that you'd be happily going back to corporate instead of staying in this place."
"Oh, yeah. Guess my work here isn't done," you try to say in a joking tone "but in all seriousness, this place is growing on me. I wouldn't mind staying longer to see what happens."
"No, she couldn't have been flirting with me...right? Maybe she really does like Scranton."
"Was that too obvious? I don't mean to make him uncomfortable, especially after all I've heard from Kelly about his thing with Pam. I don't want to push him if he isn't ready or whatever. Maybe I'll just put it out there but like casually?"
"Well if you're liking Scranton so much then I should show you around sometime. Give you the full tour from someone who really knows their way around."
"That sounds fun, actually I was going to ask-" You get cut off by Andy who suddenly appears from behind you.
"Well if you're looking for a tour guide then you should look no further. Andy Bernard, Cornell alumni and acapella singer, at your service. And if you really want then we could always extend the tour into the night. See where that leads us? Maybe tonight, after work?"
You don't know how to respond to that and glance over at Jim who gives the camera a quick surprised look. "Actually I'm really busy, like a lot, so I think that I'll have to take a rain check on that offer."
"Of course, well let me know when you're free." He goes to grab your hand but you quickly snatch it away, so he awkwardly begins to leave the break room. You turn to talk to Jim when you see him getting up to also leave. "Hey, Jim where are you going?"
"I have some calls that I have to make, so I'm going to go do that but have fun on your tour with Andy, whenever that happens." He turns to leave after giving you a forced smile, but you quickly rush towards him and grab his shoulder, making him turn around.
"I don't want to go on a tour, let alone a date, with Andy. I just didn't know how to turn him down because he made the situation really awkward. What I was going to ask you before he interrupted me was if you'd want to go to dinner sometime. Maybe tonight?"
Jim hesitates to answer which causes you to panic. "But of course we totally don't have to do that. Keep it professional and what-not I guess." You say, followed by a weak laugh. "Dinner sounds good actually. I would really like to go to dinner with you y/n. I'll see you after work then." You nod in response, not trusting the excited word vomit that would come out of your mouth if you chose to speak.
"I think that I might like y/n."
Here it finally is, a Jim Halpert fanfic. Now this is all that I had the energy to write right now, but let me know if you want a part 2 of this!
and thank you @hyol for this request :)
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