Joe Sugg Stories

Imagines about the lovely Joseph Sugg. This blog is now closed xx Masterlist

[thatcherjoedaily]

Joe_Sugg: Today I got to bring one of my best mates and partner in crime to a Buckingham palace garden party. This whole journey of life continues to baffle me way too often. Thanks @clarencehouse for inviting me along ❤️

[jasparsguardianangel]

[thatcherjoedaily]

Joe_Sugg: Always check your Oil kids ⛽️ Portrait by @jeckersley2212

[littlepuddingsugg]

Hey! Can you pls write an imagine where Joe gets his wisdom tooth extracted and he gets all clingy and adorable?😂 Ps- I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR IMAGINES, YOU ARE AMAZING❤️

‘Wisdom Teeth’ is posted!

Hope you enjoy xx

[littlepuddingsugg]

Wisdom Teeth

Request: Joe gets his wisdom teeth out

“So?” You asked after Joe returned from his trip to the dentist.

When you didn’t get a response, you shifted your gaze from your book you were reading to the entryway where you saw you’re pouty boyfriend struggling to kick his shoes off, “Bad news?”

The grunt he made and the way he carried himself over to you said it all; the news he got from the dentist was not the news that he was hoping for.

Joe fell onto the couch, his head falling onto your lap not caring that his head landing firmly on your now closed book.

“They made me make an appointment for Wednesday morning.” Joe groaned as he pulled the book from under his head and dropping it to the floor.

“So tomorrow?” You asked looking down at him.

“Yeah..I suppose that’s tomorrow.”

“Better sooner than later right?” You asked as he sat up and gave you a look.

“No. I’d rather do it later love.”

“Joe, you’re going to be fine. There’s nothing to worry about, they do these surgeries all the time.”

“Y/N, you should know by now that all I do is worry-”

“Like getting your blood drawn?” You interrupted.

“...yes, like getting my blood drawn. But this is much different. I’ve never had surgery before and this is something that I can actually worry about.”

“But you don’t need to.” You said rubbing his back and he laid his head on your shoulder.

“But I’m going to.”

>>>

Joe was quiet the whole way back to the dentist. He was instructed not to eat anything so he sat in silence sipping on water as you hummed along to the songs on the radio. You tried making conversation with him in hopes to take his mind off of his surgery but his replies were either short or nonexistent.

He was nervous to say the least and you knew there wasn't much you could do when he was like this; you could only assure him that he would be alright and let him do the rest.

You kissed Joe goodbye once he was called back by the dental assistant, “I’ll be right here the whole time.” You said to ease his nerves before he hesitantly walked back with the assistant.

Joe shifted on the couch with a groan making you stop what you were doing in the kitchen as you thought the noise you were making woke him up. He turned over, wrapping him blanket tighter around his body and settled back into the couch. You went back to making yourself a late lunch when we heard Joe groan again, and this time, sit up. 

He said something but stopped when he realized his mouth was still full of gauze from his surgery. He pulled the wet cotton from his mouth, shuddering slightly at the feeling before rubbing his eyes and speaking once again, “Babe..”

“Yes?” You replied laughing to yourself as you watched him fall back onto the couch with another groan, “You may need to put those back in love, your gums might still be bleeding.” 

You walked over to him with a clean gauze only to see him pull the blanket up over his head. You took a seat next to him on the couch, rubbing his legs that were curled closely to his chest. 

“How are you feeling?”

“Great” He mumbled, peaking over at you over the blanket. 

“Can I see?” You said pulling the blanket down his body and taking his hands to pull him up. 

He moved so he was sitting facing you, his face curved down into a frown. 

“Cheer up Sugg, it’s all over.” You said pushing his head back so you could take a look inside his mouth. 

“It just hurts” He said making a face as he began wetting his dry mouth, his tongue finding one of the holes in his gums. 

“Don’t do that.” You said holding his jaw and bring his face back level with yours, “I’ll get you some water, but the dentist told me specifically to not let you do that.” You said getting up to get him some water. 

“Are you hungry? The only thing you can really eat right now is ice cream so thats you’re only option.” You said bring Joe his water. 

He shook his head as he took the glass from your hands, nearly spilling it all over himself when he took a sip. 

You smiled and grinned as you sat back down next to him, taking the glass from him and setting it on the table in front of you. Joe moved to lay on your lap, propping his head up with the pillow he was perviously using.

“Gonna go back to sleep?” You asked running your fingers through his hair.

Instead of answering, he took your other hand in his, bringing it up to his mouth and kissing it before intertwining your fingers with his and snuggling deeper into the pillow.

[littlepuddingsugg]

Oooh cmonnn maybe once a week an imagine??! We miss You 😭

👀 👀

[littlepuddingsugg]

I want to Chat with someone Who is english native speaker But if You Say you don t have time it s okay babe💜

I have a main blog if you want to DM me on that! This is the one I have linked to my phone. 

[littlepuddingsugg]

I hope You will come Back... your writting is the best ❤️

💜

[littlepuddingsugg]

If i wanna Chat with You like literally about everything and to Make a new friend you’re in? Or are u too busy?

I mean if you want! I don’t have this account linked to my phone though, just on my laptop so I wouldn’t get the notification :/

[littlepuddingsugg]

Where are You froom?

The US

[littlepuddingsugg]

So You won t Take request anymore? A final decision or something For Now?

Correct, I have a few blogs doing the requests I currently have because I didn’t just want them to not get done. So as of now I’m not. I might be back after summer???? I have a really busy summer planned so I def won’t be around then xx

[littlepuddingsugg]

OMG YOU’RE BACK???

Sorry love, I’m not :/

I’m still on here reblogging and liking things, I’ve just quit posting stories for the time being xx

[thatcherjoedaily]

Joe_Sugg: Jet lag has well and truly got me today.. Touchè New York AND clocks going forward AND my curtains being broken.. Touchè 🧐

[bouttogolinkurbitch]

Holly Jolly: Joe Sugg

This was for @littlepuddingsugg please go look at her blog and read her other stuff! While you’re here, follow me as well! And if you enjoy this be sure to let me know if you want me to post more 💕💕

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I sighed as I folded another pair of jeans and placed them in my bag. Joe had made sure to give me at least three Sugg Life Christmas jumpers, and he also supplied plenty of kisses, yet I still felt deflated. Byron and Joe had decorated the house in lights, tinsel, and the little penguins from the prank. Yet even with all those cute little decorations and the paper snowflakes Joe and Byron crafted, I was not up to the brim with Christmas cheer.

I hadn’t noticed the door open or the soft knock to get my attention, but I did feel a hand on my shoulder. I jumped and put a hand on my chest before trying to see Byron, “Joe is in the office editing so he sent me to ask if you were almost packed? He wants to get a head start.” I smiled at the South African before I nodded and zipped my bag, “I just finished. Tell him I’ll be down in a minute.” He nodded and left the way he came as I sat on the bed and sighed. I was not going to ruin his Christmas for my own petty suffering.

On the train ride there, Byron and Joe teased one another as Joe vlogged. I opted to stay quiet and watch the trees wiz by. I longed to smell the fresh pine of the tree in my family living room as we decorated around the house, but this wasn’t my childhood. This wasn’t my average Christmas. This was my first with Joe, and also Byron’s first as well. He seemed overjoyed to meet the family, and I was happy to see them, but I was still feeling hazy about this.

“Love? You doing okay?” Joe asked after a bit. Byron was now zoned out and I smiled. “Of course I’m fine.” And he gave me a look. He knew when I wasn’t being honest, and now was one of those times. He pulled me close to him in our seat before he cuddled against me and kissed my hair, putting his lips by my ear. “Tell me the truth love. You look absolutely out of it.” I shrugged in his arms with a small, breathy sigh. “I miss how Christmas used to feel. I just don’t feel so jolly.”

Joe scoffed, “Well we can’t have that, now can we?” I shrugged again, “It’s just different for me. I’m stuck in a rut.” Joe clicked his tongue, “This will not do. When we get to mum’s, you and I are going to bake some cookies. Maybe light the fire and make a blanket fort.” I laughed before he smiled. “And tonight when Santa comes, you and I can stay up late and try to catch him.” I rolled my eyes and kissed his cheek, “He won’t.” Joe pouted, “That’s not the spirit we need this holiday season! Whatever you do, don’t tell Zoe. She’ll Father Christmas your ass so fast you won’t even know what hit you.” We shared a laugh before Byron gave us a look.

Upon our arrival, Joe kept true to his word, and we were now in the kitchen baking cookies. I was on decorating duty whilst he made the mixture. Joe sang to old classic R&B as I played music from our travel Spotify playlist. He danced in front of me before he spun me and pulled me into a kiss. I laughed as he twirled me, before he changed the song to Jingle Bells. I shook my head as he started to do a stupid dance with me, and we laughed.

Zoe poked her head in before she laughed at our state. “What’s this?” Joe smiled, “Y/N was pretty apprehensive about Christmas this year but I’m getting her all holly and jolly.” Zoe gasped, “Not feeling Christmas? This isn’t good. Later, I can give you a Christmas manicure so you feel a bit more festive. And when we can put on some fuzzy socks and watch It’s A Wonderful Life.” I smiled to Zoe, “Sounds good.”

So that’s what we did. Joe and I cuddled on the sofa next to Alfie and Zoe who also cuddled against one another. A plate of cookies sat in the coffee table, along with steaming cups of hot chocolate. On the television, Elf was playing. We were on our third movie by the time Zoe passed out. Alfie carried her up to bed. Joe left me too as he went into the kitchen. I reached for a cookie before I heard an, “Oi!” Joe stood with a cup of milk and plate, “Those are for Father Christmas you plonker.” I laughed at his insult, he also laughed, before we headed off to bed.

When we all woke up the next morning, Joe and I came down last. On the couch, Byron was asleep. His chest and mouth were covered in cookie crumbs and Joe sighed. “Cor, he’s ruined Christmas.”

[littlepuddingsugg]

*sigh*

Alright guys, 

So I’ve decided that I'm not going to post imagines on this blog anymore. I haven’t been keeping up with this fandom and I can’t really find the time or the motivation to sit down and write. 

So instead of just deleting what was left of the requests, I’ve asked some writers if they'd want to take a few of these off my hands. 

@bouttogolinkurbitch and @buttercream-fanfic have taken a few so you can head other their blogs to check out their writings!

I still have about 4 requests left so feel free to message me if you’re interested in taking a few of these (I won’t reply until late tonight just an FYI). They’ll be yours to post on your own blog, I can give you a little shoutout if you’d like so people who sent in requests in know where there at now. 

This blog will still be around, I’ll still have my masterlist up and I’ll occasionally come on here and reblog some things I just won't be writing anymore. 

xx

[thatcherjoedaily]

Joe_Sugg: I solemnly swear I’m up to no good ⚡️ Jacket - custom made by @niinemae Spray paint - not mine I just held it to try look badass

[dasdet]