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!! ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST
LANGUAGE !!
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𝘑𝘰𝘦 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
Request : here
WORD COUNT : 2.2K
Summary : Your boyfriend couldn’t make you finish, but make it up to you after few weeks away.
Warnings : explicit sexual content; SMUT; 18+; fingering; oral (f receiving); unprotected p in v (stay safe guys !!); gentle and "hard" sex; pet names; cursing; riding; established relationship; no use of y/n; FLUFF; (tell me if i missed some); possible grammatical errors
Lillie talks : I’m so productive these days that’s amazing 🤭🤭 love love this one !! thanks for the request : @eternalmartyrparable 💕💕
English is NOT my first language, sorry if i wrote wrong !! c:
The apartment was quiet, except that the sound of your moans echoed in the silence of your bedroom. The room was dim except for the warm glow of a lamp on your bedside table and the pale moonlight spilling through the half-opened curtains.
Tomorrow he’d leave for a new tour with his band and like always, you spent the night having fun. Joe was thrusting deeper inside of you, his fingers tangled in your hair, pulling them slightly to kiss your neck. Your eyes were shut down, mouth half-opened as quiet moans escaped your lips. Your hips whining from the sensation of his cock hitting deep inside you.
“Yeah, just like that..” You whimpered, head thrown back in the pillows while Joe’s lips kissed your neck. You were completely lost in the feeling…
But something was off. It seemed like his mind was somewhere else, thinking about something else and you could feel it. And after a few seconds he collapsed on top of you, out of breath.
The problem was it : he hadn’t finished and couldn’t make you finish neither.
You cupped his face gently, forcing the eye contact, “What’s wrong, baby ?” You asked quietly, breathing heavily.
“I’m sorry I can’t- I can’t do that.” He said before pulling his dick out of you and sitting on the bed next to you. You quickly sat up too, worry washing over your face at his weird expression.
“What are you talking about ?”
“I’m sorry I just can’t finish. I can’t give you what you want.” He quickly said before standing up and putting his clothes back on. His brows were frowned, you’d never seen him like that before.
“Hey, hey.. That’s okay Joe.” You grabbed his wrist pulling him closer, “Don’t worry about it.. I don’t care. Are you okay ?”
“I don’t know- it’s just that there’s so many things going on in my head. I can’t put my mind into it.”
Your thumb brushed his arm slowly, reassuring, “I love you, Joe.”
His eyes softened a little and the grin on his face appeared again, “I love you too.”
Your smile grew back too at the sight of his, “You know you can talk to me.”
“I know, baby.”
“Come back to bed.. I don’t want you to leave without cuddling me.” You said quietly.
He was still a little upset that he couldn’t give you what you wanted, but he listened and crawled back to you. You pulled him against you, his head resting inside your neck. You kissed his forehead a few times, his arms wrapped around your waist tightly. He quickly fell asleep, warm in your arms.
—
The next day, the sun was barely rising when Joe was ready to leave. His jacket already on his shoulders, bags already in hands. He sat on the edge of the bed, brushing hair out of your face before closing his lips on yours. You slowly stirred, your hands founding his nape to deepen the kiss.
When he pulled away, his thumb brushed your cheek gently, “I’m leaving, my love.”
You slowly stretched, humming quietly, “Already ?” You whispered. He slowly nodded before kissing you again, softly and passionate. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him tight against you in a hug.
“I’ll call you when I land.” He said quietly in your ear. You nodded before giving him a last kiss and watch him leaves the apartment.
—
The first week is always easy, always calm. Joe texted you every day, updated you on random things and sent you pictures of things that reminded him of you. He’d yapped about how the crowd there was different and how it made him happy. And obviously he’d called you every night, told you stories from the day and stupid things his friends did.
On the second week, his schedule got busier. More shows, more interviews, later night calls. Times zones not helping at all. When you have time to call, he’s busy, and when he’s the one who can call you, you’re asleep. One late night, when Joe finally got back to his hotel room, he saw few missing calls from you from earlier and instantly blamed himself. You weren’t even angry or sad, because you knew that he was busy. But still, seeing "delivered" under all of your messages for hours made your chest aches. And Joe felt it too.
The third week is usually where it’s starting to get hard. Joe started to miss everything, to miss being home with you. Seeing you in his hoodies, dancing alone in the kitchen while you cooked and how you always leaves a light on for him when he spends late nights in the studio. And the thought of your last night together stayed in his mind for the last weeks. Because he still was upset. Thinking that he’d left you home alone, without being able to make you finish. You catches yourself smiling at your phone when you saw something funny, sending it to him and remembering that he’ll probably won’t see it until the next day.
On the fourth week, Joe can’t do it anymore. You’d settled in a routine, coming back from work to an empty apartment and him changing hotel rooms every two days. You’d scheduled calls and started to send voice notes instead of texting just to hear each others voices. You’d listened to them more than once, blushing when he told your how pretty you looked after you’d sent him your outfit. But the same thought still linger in Joe’s head.
So one night he texted you :
Joe
I miss you
I hate the last night we spent together
He finally confessed, finally told the truth.
I really feel so bad
I’m sorry babe
I wish you were with me
Then after that, he’d sent you a lot of messages, telling you how much he needed you right now. Promising that he would drive you over the edge as soon as he comes back home. Unfortunately, like most of the time, you’d saw the messages the next morning when you woke up.
Your expression softened when you saw him apologizing for something you told him was okay. But your cheeks turned pink when you saw the text telling you how much he’s hard, how much he needs you and wants to fuck you hard.
You smiled and bit your lips, an idea slowly forming in your head.
Joe
Why don’t you come here ?
Was the text that gave you the idea. So you quickly grabbed your laptop, bought the first available flight ticket for tonight and got ready for work.
As soon as your shift ended, you quickly got home and packed your bags almost instantly. You only had the weekend to spend with him, because of your work on Monday. But you didn’t care. You had to see him.
You put the first clothes you saw in one of your bags, a dopp kit and left your apartment. You’d texted one of his friends, to make sure that it was okay for them if you came without forgetting to mention that it was a surprise.
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You’d arrived around midnight. Joe was already in his bed, texting you. After taking a taxi, you arrived at his hotel. Your heart beat fastened while you were in the elevator. You bit your lips when the doors opened. Your chest tightened when you walk all the way down the hallway. And your froze in front of his door.
Joe’s still in his bed, scrolling on his phone now that you weren’t replying. When he heard a knock on his door, then a second. He quickly stood up, wondering who could possibly knock this late at night.
When he opened the door, his face light up. You were standing in front of him, hair messy from the wind outside and tired from the flight. His arms quickly found your waist, pulling you flush against him in a tight hug. His mouth found yours while his smile grew even more between your lips.
When he pulled away, his hands cupped your face, “I can’t believe you’re here.” He said with a big smile. You smiled back when he dragged you inside, grabbing your bags off your hands. When he closed the door, his arms found you again, pulling you even closer to him. His lips attacked your face, kissing every inches of you. You laughed.
“I missed you.” You said lifting his head.
“I missed you so much too.” His lips found yours again and again.
You pulled back slowly, laughing, “So.. how about making it up to me ?” You asked smiling teasingly.
He didn’t waste no time and lift you up, your legs wrapping around his waist automatically. Laying you down on the bed gently, his body now hovering over you.
“Don’t forget that you promised to fuck me hard.” You whispered in his ear while he kissed your neck.
“Oh but I didn’t forget that..” He replied quietly, nipping at your ear. His hands explored your body, lingering a little longer on your breasts, his thumb teasing your nipple over the fabric of your shirt.
It was innocent at first. But after he took off your shirt and your bra, he placed your hands above your head, holding them tight with one hand only, while his other hand slid into your pants. His fingers started to move between your folds, circling your clit and teasing your hole.
“So wet for me, huh ?” He whispered in your ear. You slowly nodded as your eyes closed, hands still above your head. Quiet moans escaped your lips.
Joe was always gentle with you, every time. But sometimes it was different. He took of your pants in one smooth motion, your naked body now on display in front of him. He paused a moment, admiring you.
“You’re so fucking sexy, baby.” He said before closing his lips around yours again.
Then he began to go down. Lips stopping at your collarbone, leaving little blue marks. Before kissing all the way down your stomach to your pussy. His hand let go off your hands to grab your ass possessively. You let out a soft moans and you bite your lips.
He teased your clit with his thumb and his mouth was on you before you could even react, tongue licking between your folds. His big hazel eyes looked up at you, while you could barely keep yours open. Your hand quickly found his hair, pulling them slightly. The wet sound of his tongue on your intimacy echoed in the quiet of his hotel room.
But he completely stopped quickly, climbing back to your face. He took off his pants and boxers, before blocking your hands against the mattress. His other hand grabbed himself, another moans leaving your lips when he teased your entrance with the thick head of his cock.
He slowly pushed inside you slowly, but quickly began to move faster, deeper. He straightened up, both of his hands grabbing your hips now. Fucking you faster. You were moaning louder than you should, and Joe groans sent you over the edge.
But before you could, he quickly slipped out of you and turned you around, laying you on your stomach, his chest now pressed on your back. He pushed back inside you, harder now. You bit the pillow trying to cover your moans.
He bended over, mouth close to your ear, “You like that, huh ?” He whimpered. His hand moved to grab your neck while the other went back down to rub your clit frantically.
“Yeah-” You moaned.
“Such a good girl for me.” He said nipping at your ear. His hand left your neck to grab your hair, pulling your head backwards to kiss your neck. Your moans were even louder now, you were sure that his friends next door would tease about the noise tomorrow. You back arched from the sensation.
You finally fell apart around him, crying out as your orgasm hit. You moaned his name while his walls clenched around his thick cock.
“Fuck baby, i’m gonna cum-”
You pushed him with your back, making him fall on the mattress next to you. You climbed on his lap, grabbing his length and guiding it to your entrance. You pushed it inside, hips rocking against his, riding him. Your hands tangling in his chest hair.
“Cum inside me, baby.” You whimpered. His orgasm quickly hit, hips bucking to you. With a broken moan he came inside you, painting your inside walls.
You collapsed on top of him, kissing his chest. Both of you were sweaty and breathing heavily, his face buried in your neck. Letting himself soften inside you.
You lift your head, meeting his gaze, “See, you came this time.”
He laughed quietly, pulling you for a kiss. His fingers drawing circles on the lower of your back.
—
Later, you were tangled in his bed, his head resting inside your neck, arms wrapped around your waist. He was already asleep, tired of his long long day. But you stayed awake a little more, watching him comfortable in your arms. Peacefully sleeping.
Thanks for reading !! 💕 i loooveee this one !! Hope you enjoyed 🤭🤭 love yall xx
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Djo in Japan ♡
this is so amazing whattt
Can you do a fic where Joe isn't able to get it up/finish and he gets upset and all cuddly because he has to leave the next day. Then he leaves and a few days later he gets painfully hard so either he comes home or flys the reader out and they go at it hard.. thank you!!
omg i just found that in my requests, sorry i haven’t seen it before 😭😭 but thanks for the request !! 💕💕 and of course i can do that
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Request are opens (i seriously need some) feel free to ask anything ! love yall xx
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𝘑𝘰𝘦 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
Request : here
WORD COUNT : 1.2K
Summary : After giving birth, there was only two things that you missed. Sex and feeling pretty. And you’re husband makes sure that you feel both again.
Warnings : explicit sexual content; 18+; SMUT; fingering; post-partum sex; unprotected p in v (stay safe guys); kinda insecure feeling; no use of y/n; established relationship; gentle sex; FLUFF; joe!daddy; (tell me if i missed some); possible grammatical errors.
Lillie Talks : THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST !! I loved writing this and i think that i did great. Tell me what you think of it 💕
English is NOT my first language, sorry if i wrote wrong !! c: Request are open
Four months ago, you gave birth to your beautiful baby daughter. Everything was perfect. Your baby was healthy and you had a perfect relationship with your husband, Joe. Except that you missed something.. sex.
Joe hadn’t touched you for several months, he was scared that you’ll be too sensitive and he thought that it was probably the last thing you needed. He was worried that you’ll be too overwhelmed by taking care of the baby and of yourself. So he made his best.
He put the baby to sleep, woke up when she needed something in the middle of the night, reassured her every time she cried and reminded you how beautiful you look after you told him how you feel ugly. Everyday, Joe tries to come back home earlier than before. He loved taking care of both of you.
That one night, Joe had come home around 7pm. He’d kissed you deeply, a huge smile on his face, before taking your girl to the bath like he did every nights. Around 8pm, he puts her to sleep and come back to you.
Usually he would find you in bed already falling asleep. But tonight you wanted something else, you wanted your husband to find you sexy again. So you took a shower, using the vanilla soap that he loved. You moisturized your entire body with an expensive cream and put on one of your old lingerie set from your honeymoon. Then you put on a silk and lace tank top with a short shorts, hair still styled from the day, and got comfortable in your bed.
The moon light filtered through the curtains of the bedroom, your skin lightened by the soft light on your bedside table.
When Joe opened the door he found you, like always, under the sheets but this time you were waiting for him.
“Oh, I thought that you were sleeping.” He said quietly, gently closing the door behind him.
“No, I was waiting for you.” You answered with a small grin. He lied down next to you, his arms wrapping automatically around your waist, pulling you closer to him. The scent of your skin quickly made it’s way to Joe’s nose and his brows frowned slightly.
“You smell good, baby.” He said tucking his face into your neck. Your smile grew further when his hand slide under the sheets to rest on your stomach. The silk was soft under his skin, he slowly lift his head up. “You’re wearing silk ?”
“Yeah, why ?” He slowly removed the blanket from your body, his eyes widening as he saw the clothes you were wearing. His gaze moved back to yours, small smile on his lips.
“I wanted to be pretty for you.”
His eyes softened, “Oh my love, you’re always pretty, i always think that you’re pretty.” He said, voice soft, his hand finding your cheek. Your smile grew, a soft breath escaping your lips.
“You know.. I miss your touch.”
His brows frowned again, “What do you mean ?”
“I miss when we had sex..” You bit your lips.
“Oh, you miss that touch.” He said, his smile widening, teasingly. His hand slid under your top, holding your waist firmly. “I don’t want to rush you.”
“But I need you now-” His lips found yours, cutting your words. His tongue tasted you like he hadn’t done in so long. He quickly climbed over you, his forearms settling on both sides of your head. Your noses bumping into each other’s. Hands sliding to grip your ass gently. He pressed your body against his so close you could already feel a tent forming in his pants.
Then he slowly took your top off, exposing your laced bra. He stopped, admiring your chest, “Hey, I know this one.” He said smiling, remembering the night of your wedding.
“You still like it ?”
“Of course I like it. I love it.” He said before closing his lips around yours again. Kissing you hard and messy. You moaned lightly into his mouth. His bulge now pressed on your lower stomach.
“I want you to tell me if you’re uncomfortable.” He whispered.
“I’ll tell you.” You answered before pressing your lips on his again.
His right hand slid into your pants, fingers slowly brushing against your already wet thong. After teasing you for a moment, he finally took your shorts and panties off, fingers now moving between your folds.
“You’re so wet, my love.” He whispered, fingers rubbing circles on your clit. Your hips rocked against the movement of his fingers. His mouth found to the crook of your neck, his hands explored your body, like he did a hundred times before.
His other hand found the straps of your bra, unbuckling it and letting your swollen breasts sprang free in front of him. Little moans escaped your lips as he pushed two fingers inside you.
Your breath fastened from his touch. His thumb drawing circles on your clit while he fucked you with his other fingers. Louder moans escaped your lips, chest rising up and down faster.
When he pulled back, both of you breathing heavily, foreheads resting against each other’s. His hands left your body for a second. He quickly took off his pants and boxers, the thick head of his cock leaking pre-cum. You felt him hot and hard on your thigh, but his hands quickly grabbed himself, dragging the tip of his cock to your entrance.
“You’re sure you want to do this ?” He asked quietly, searching your face. You slowly nodded, a moan leaving your lips when he slightly moved his dick between your folds.
Then he finally pushed in carefully and slowly. Even after all these years, he always made sure that you had the time to adjust to his size. Letting you feel every inch. A soft moan left your mouth, his forehead resting against yours.
“Is that okay ?”
“Yea..” You nodded and smiled. His hands held your head. Then he started to roll his hips against yours, making you both moans. One of his hand found your breast, thumb teasing your nipple.
“Fuck.. you feel so good, baby.” He whimpered while thrusting into you.
Then he started to move faster, but still gently. Making sure that this was okay. That this wasn’t too much for you.
“You’re so beautiful..” He whispered in your ear, reassuring you.
“Oh fuck, Joe-” You whimpered. Your hips were whining, while your hand found your clit. Teasing yourself while he thrust deeper inside of you.
You both were moaning loud now. Completely lost in the feeling. You could feel your walls clenching around his length, while he drove you over the edge. The sound of your skin slapping mixed with your moans and the wet sound of your pussy. Joe groans sent you over the edge.
And within minutes you were falling apart around him. You cried out, moaning his name as your orgasms hit at the same time, milking his cock and painting your inside walls.
He sank down on your chest, head finding your neck again, kissing it softly. While his dick softened inside you.
“Are you okay ?” He asked, murmuring into your ear. You slowly nodded, a huge smile on your lips. His head lift up, his eyes meeting yours, “You liked it ?”
“Yeah.. I missed it.”
“Me too.” He said before kissing you deeply and more passionately. His hand found your hair, stroking them softly.
“I love you so much, baby.” He whispered between your lips.
“I love you so much too.”
For the first time in a while, you felt pretty and wanted. And just like that Joe fell asleep in your arms, head tucked in your neck.
Thanks for reading girlsss !!
Let me know what you think of it !! I flopped so hard on my last fic but i kinda get it 😭 Hope you loved this one !! Love yall 💕💕
Request are open, feel free to ask anything !! masterlist.
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𝘑𝘰𝘦 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘹 𝘣𝘴𝘧!𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
Request : here.
WORD COUNT : 1K
Summary : Multiple nights shared with Joe makes you ask something to yourself: Are we just friends ? Or more.
Warnings : Friends w benefits; explicit sexual content; 18+; smut; fingering; no use of y/n; unprotected sex (stay safe guys !!); (tell me if i missed some !!) ; possible grammatical errors.
Lillie talks : I hate this one.. but thanks for the request baby !! it’s an amazing idea but I just can’t idk why 😭😭 might rewrite it some days.. Btw finally found a line png that works.
English is NOT my first language, sorry if i wrote wrong !! c: Request are open
What are we doing ? : was the first question you asked to yourself the first time you had sex with Joe.
It happened one random night, after years of friendship. You were both pretty drunk, laughing like child’s, talking about inappropriate things. All while people around you danced and laughed.
“I don’t even remember the last time I had sex actually.” You said before taking another sip of your drink. It wasn’t a sensitive topic, I mean, you could easily talk about everything with Joe.
“Really ?” He asked surprised.
You nodded slowly, “This is dramatic, I feel like i’m in an existential crisis.”
He laughed lightly, “You’re the one being dramatic…” You rolled your eyes, “but you’re kinda right.”
“What do you mean ?” You asked curiously.
“I don’t remember neither the last time I had fun.” He said quietly.
Then realization hit you bot and somehow you ended up dancing too close in the middle of everyone. Skin brushing each other’s. His hands rested lightly at your waist as the music pulsed around you.
Your eyes never looked away, your hands roamed over his chest, brushing your hair sometimes. The tension building between you. You could feel his hot breath on your face and the lingering sent of his cologne in the air. Your faces were only a few inches apart, your eyes sometimes drifted to his mouth. Your breasts brushed on his chest slowly to the rhythm of the music making his breath fastening as your nipple suddenly goes hard from his hands finally resting fully on your waist. His fingers brushed slightly on your curves, while his eyes roamed over your face.
Then suddenly the door of his apartment slammed loudly. In a fraction of a second you were at his house, your back pressed against his front door while you were sharing the nastiest kiss ever. His hands exploring your body inches by inches, lifting your shirt slightly while his hands slide inside.
His mouth drifted to your neck, giving little blue marks. “What are we doing ?” You whispered, eyes shut down, head thrown back.
“I don’t know and I don’t care.” He whispered in your neck between two kisses.
He slowly guided you to his bedroom, lifting you up and setting you down on his bed. Then he settled between your legs, shoving your pants down and pulling your shirt off. You also took his clothes off. His mouth and hands explored your entire body, lingering a moment too long on your breasts.
“I need you..” You whispered, “Stop teasing..”
He teased your clit with his thumb, circling it softly. His mouth still on yours. His thumb left your clit, and he pushed two fingers inside you, curling them perfectly. Louder moans left your mouth while his eyes watched every single one of your reactions.
He quickly took off his boxer, the thick head of his cock already teasing your entrance. One of his hand gripped your hips while the other tangled in your hair, gently pulling your head back so he could kiss your neck.
He pushed in slowly. Letting you feel every inch. A soft moan left your mouth, his forehead resting against yours.
“Fuck.. you feel so good, baby.” He whimpered while thrusting deeper into you. You laughed slightly from the nickname.
The sound of your skin slapping mixed with your moans echoed in the room. He braced the back of your head, while the other teased your clit. He straightened up, both of his hands grabbing your hips now. Fucking you faster.
You were moaning louder than you should, and Joe groans sent you over the edge. And within minutes you were falling apart around him. You cried out, moaning his name as your orgasm hit.
Your inside walls clenching around his thick cock.
“Fuck- i’m so close.”
“Cum inside me-” You moaned.
“You sure ?”
“Yea- i’m on pills.”
And with a broken moan, he buried himself as far as he could and came. His hips grinding slow as he filled you. He collapsed on top of you. Both of you sweaty and breathing heavily. His face buried in your neck.
He finally lifted his head, giving you a slight smile. Before kissing you slowly.
A while after you were laying on his chest, legs tangled in the sheets. “What did we just do ?” You mumbled.
His smile widened, “I don’t know.” And just like that you fell asleep.
—
You didn’t know, but this was only the beginning of endless nights spent together. From that day, your friendship stayed the same, you were just a little more closer than before. You hang out even more, spent more time at each other’s apartment.
Without forgetting the number of time you had sex. You made it everywhere. In his car, on the kitchen counter, in the toilet during a party, in the pool… literally everywhere. But you always made sure to be discrete.
“It’s just between us, no one else needs to know.” He told you one time while thrusting deeper inside you. You slowly nodded, head tossed back.
One night you were sitting on a rooftop, sipping an unknown cocktail and discussing your weird relationship.
“What are we ?” You asked quietly.
Joe thought about it for a second, “Just two friends having a good time..” He answered with a big smile.
You smiled back, “Yeah..”
But after months of ignoring your growing feelings for him, you finally noticed. Noticed the way you think about him every second. Noticed the way you wait for his message every day. The way you smile every time he talks to you.
And that was the problem, because a few months ago, talking to him didn’t make you smile like that.
And maybe this wasn’t casual at all, like Joe said to you every time you saw each other. Maybe this was way more than you’ve imagined. Maybe this relationship wasn’t based on friendship anymore.
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“Joe ?” You said quietly. He slowly turned his face to you. “Are we still friends ?”
His brows frowned, “What do you mean ?”
“I mean..” You stopped looking for the right words, “It don’t feels like friendship no more.”
His eyes softened, a grin on his lips, “What does it feels like to you ?”
You shrugged your shoulders, shaking your head. But you suddenly started to worry. What if he doesn’t feel the same for you, the way you’re starting to feel for him. What if for him, you really are just friends ?
hey so umh.. i got bored writing this (like always omg) and i don’t really like it but here it is !! hope you enjoyed either way !! 💕💕 love yall xx
masterlist. request are open.
BRO HES SO SEXY DO NOT PLAY
omg those new pictures of Joe in Japan !! he looks so good
moles. chest hair. nose. neck. *sigh.
middle part joe keery how i yearn for you
okay so the final result is Daphne and Simon !! i actually kinda wanted a benedict and sophie plot but the first one is great too. It’s my favorite season of Bridgerton and i watched it so many times it will be easier for me 😭😭
idk when i’ll post the first part but im gonna work on it as soon as possible !! but first i’ll need to finish the 2 request that i have (sorry im taking so long)
BTW IT’S FINALLY SUMMER BREAK FOR ME !! 😛😛 so excited for this summer guys (i still have 2 weeks of work but that’s okay ig 🙄)
LOVE YALL 💕💕 xx
he is an angel
Hiii!!! ONCE AGAIN IM INLOVE WITH YOUR FICS!!!🤭🤭. I was wondering if you could do one where reader has been postpartum for like 4 months or something and it’s their first time doing it since reader gave birth so joes like really gentle and reassuring and stuff like that (I HOPE THAT MADE SENSE)
THANKS GIRLLL LOVE YOU 💕💕 of course i can do this !! i think this is such a great idea
i’ll put the link : hereeeeee
feel free to ask anything, love yall 😛💕
okay girls, i was watching Bridgerton and i thought about doing a fic or a serie about Joe but in the 19th century, like very Bridgerton themed
Maybe like he’s an American Lord that came to London and fell in love with British!reader, but their love is kinda impossible because of their relationships, statue and everything
either like Simon and Daphne story, or Benedict and Sophie story, or Anthony and Kate story (tell me which one your prefer)
tell me if you think this is a good idea !!
(request are also still open, feel free to ask anything !! 💕)
which plot ?
Daphne and Simon
Benedict and Sophie
Anthony and Kate
okay girls, i was watching Bridgerton and i thought about doing a fic or a serie about Joe but in the 19th century, like very Bridgerton themed
Maybe like he’s an American Lord that came to London and fell in love with British!reader, but their love is kinda impossible because of their relationships, statue and everything
either like Simon and Daphne story, or Benedict and Sophie story, or Anthony and Kate story (tell me which one your prefer)
tell me if you think this is a good idea !!
(request are also still open, feel free to ask anything !! 💕)
⟼ ⊹ 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑠 ⊹
𝘑𝘰𝘦 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
Request : here
WORD COUNT : 1.6K
Summary : Joe taking care of you after a drunk night.
Warnings : reader is drunk; mention of alcohol; bleeding; no mention of y/n; kissing; fluff; (tell me if i missed some) possible grammatical errors.
Lillie talks : umh.. i don’t really like this one but here it is anyway.. btw i got sooo lazy writing this so i just gave up and finished quickly 😭😭 so sorry if it’s not really good and messy.
English is NOT my first language, sorry if i wrote wrong !! c: Request are open.
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The party had gotten louder as the night went on. Most people were completely drunk and yelling, so they could hear each other over the music. The room smelled like sweat and different types of alcohol. Purely chaotic.
Joe was already over it, mostly because he’d spent the last hour trying to keep an eye on you. While you were moving everywhere, changing rooms, chatting with new people every 5 minutes. You were actually very, very drunk.
You were usually not the kind of person who drink to have fun, but tonight it was different. At least you weren’t crying-drunk.. but laughing-drunk. It was like, all of a sudden, everything became the funniest thing ever.
Joe found you near the kitchen island, laughing so hard you could barely breathe while one of your friend attempted to explain something through her own laughter. “There you are..” Your smile grew further when you saw Joe standing next to you, as he grab you by the waist.
“Oh, hey baby” You said still laughing a bit.
His brows frowned slightly, a small grin drew on his lips, “Are you okay ?” He asked.
You nodded quickly. “Yeaaaa… I’m having the time of my life.” Your friend next to you was still laughing and you joined her back in her laughter, both pretty drunk from the night.
Joe laughed slightly, pulling you closer to him, “I think we should go back home.” He said in your ear.
Your smile faded into a little dramatic pout, “Nooo.. I’m having so much fun.”
”How much have you drank ?”
“Umh.. I stopped counting. A while ago.” You said laughing before taking a sip in the glass your friend handed you.
But Joe was quicker, he immediately took the glass from your hand before you could even put your lips on it. “Heyyy” You said, brows frowned at him. While he put back down the glass on the table.
“You need water.”
“I need another drink.”
“Yeah. Water.”
You rolled your eyes and exhaled loudly, “You’re not funny.. why are you not drinking with me tonight.”
“Because I have important things to do tomorrow.. why are you drinking so much tonight ?” You shrugged.
“You’re so pretty.” You said grabbing his hands. He laughed slightly while you were staring at him, bitting your lips.
Your eyes drifted down to his mouth suddenly, and before he could even react you grabbed his shirt and pushed him into a corner into the hallway, where nobody could see you. A surprised breath escaped him, then you kissed him.
It was messy, full of teeth, tongue, saliva, and everything possible. You were smiling hard against his mouth that you could barely kiss him properly without laughing every two seconds.
Joe laughed too, despite himself, one hand moving instantly to your waist to steady you. “Baby..” He muttered against your lips.
When you pulled back, you slid down slightly against his chest because your legs had apparently stopped functioning correctly. But he caught you before you could hit the floor.
“Jesus, baby.” You were laughing so hard, you did not care. “It’s really time to go back home.” You didn’t contradicted him this time, you let yourself guided by him to the exit.
He grabbed your coat before helping you put it on gently, while you swayed in place.
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The second you stepped outside, the night cold air hit you both. Surprisingly, the “city that never sleep” was quite sleeping right now. It was calm, still some people walking on the sidewalks, but less than usually.
“Oh my God.. the ground is moving again.” His grip on your waist tightened to keep you up, while one of your hand grabbed your head trying to erase the growing headache.
He guided you down the street, still holding you close. But suddenly you stopped near a corner, smiling and laughing stupidly again.
“What now ?” You just laughed at him before grabbing his clothes again and pulling him to the corner. Mouth finding his quickly. But this time slower. Your hands gripped his coat while you leaned into him fully, still smiling against his mouth.
Usually, you wouldn’t do this outside, in public, where everyone could see you. But you were too drunk to care about the paparazzi. You actually found it funny. Funny that maybe tomorrow you’ll wake up and find pictures of you kissing on the internet. Always with a stupid title like : “Yesterday, Joe Keery was spotted kissing his mysterious girlfriend in New York.” Anyway.
His hands settled automatically on your waist. “You’re clingy tonight.” He murmured against your lips. Before you start giggling again in the middle of the kiss. He shook his head. “You can’t focus.”
“I’m trying.” You said while laughing. You kiss him one more time before finally pulling back, still smiling like an idiot.
Joe brushed his thumb gently across your cheek. “C’mon baby, we’re almost home.” You nodded.
Everything was great for a few minutes, before you reached a corner near your apartment and your foot slipped against a rock.
Your balance disappeared before you hit the ground. Joe tried to catch you but failed. Your knee hit first, then your hands. And you just laid on the ground laughing, actually laughing.
Joe’s stomach dropped instantly. “Shit.” He crouched beside you. “Baby ? Hey-” But your were still laughing, even harder this time.
Concern washed over his face as he saw your bleeding knee. “You’re bleeding.” You slowly sat up, before laughing again at the sight of your knees. But he wasn’t laughing, he was genuinely worried.
He carefully took your wrist, inspecting your palms, before checking on your knee. The skin had split against the pavement badly enough to leave an angry scrape across it. Not really serious but painful.
“Ow” You said in another laughter, looking at your hands. “It hurts.”
You tried to stand immediately, bad idea. You nearly fell again. But Joe caught you instantly.
“No, don’t do that.” You buried your face against his shoulder laughing weakly again, though Joe could hear the tears mixing into it too.
“I can’t believe i fell.” You mumbled. Joe rubbed your back gently, making sure you’re okay.
“The sidewalk attacked me.”
“It did not.”
“It did.”
Joe shook his head gently, smiling lightly. “Come here.” He said as he carefully slides one hand beneath your knees and the other around your back. Lifting you slowly from the ground.
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By the time you reached your apartment, you were half asleep in Joe’s arms. One of your arm hung loosely around his neck, while the other rested on his chest. Your face buried in his neck.
“You still awake ?”
“Mhm.”
“Are you able to unlock the door for me ? or are you too asleep.”
“No, no, I can do it.” You said as you slowly grabbed the keys from his hand and tried to unlock the door, but failed and made them fall. “Oops.” You laughed looking back up at him.
He gently set you down, crouching to grab the keys and finally unlocking the door, while you were swaying slightly. You finally entered the apartment as he locked the door behind you.
Everything was quiet now. He carried you straight to the bedroom. He helped you sit on the bed before going in the bathroom, grabbing some bandage and something to disinfect your bruises.
“Oh, okay doctor Joe.” You laughed while he crouched in front of you, taking care of you opened wound. He grin lightly.
“Is this hurting ?” He asked as he slowly washed your blood. You shrugged and started laughing again.
“Why are you laughing now ?”
“It just looks stupid.” You wheezed.
You slightly jumped when he finally pressed a cloth to disinfect your knee, “Ow. It burns.”
“I know.”
He was impossibly gentle with you now. Every touch careful, every movement slow. He cleaned your scraped palms too, softly holding your wrists.
“You’re taking this very seriously.” You mumbled. He grinned.
“I’m almost done.”
As soon as he was, he slowly helped you stand up, you wobbled slightly. He caught your waist automatically.
You let out a deep sigh. “I’m tired.”
“I know.” He slowly moved to your dresser to grab some comfortable clothes. He grabbed one of his oversized hoodie and a random pajama shorts of yours before helping you out of your clothes, and helping you change carefully.
After struggling dressing you, you finally laid on the bed while he was changing into his pajama. Before climbing into bed beside you.
You exhaled loudly as you got more comfortable in the mattress, blanket pulled up. His arms instantly found you, pulling you flush against him. Your head tucked beneath his chin while his arms wrapped securely around your waist.
He brushed his fingers gently through your hair while pressing soft kisses to your forehead. The other ones to your temple, on you cheek. You smiled.
“You’re cute when you’re sleepy.”
“I’m cute all the time.”
He laugh quietly. “That confidence is impressive considering how you lost a fight with a sidewalk.”
You laughed quietly against his chest, while he gave you small kisses everywhere on your head.
He still stayed awake longer than necessary, after you fell asleep quickly, just to make sure you were okay. Every time you shifted he checked on you. At some point in the night, you stirred slightly against him.
“Joe ?”
“Hm ?”
“Thank you.” You said half asleep.
His expression softened instantly even if your eyes were still closed. He brushed his thumb softly across your cheek, smiling in the dark.
“I love you.”
“I love you too-” You managed to say, slowly falling back asleep.
Then he pulled you a little closer to his chest, kissing your forehead on last time before finally letting himself fall asleep with you safe in his arms.
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hope you enjoyed it even if it’s messy !! love yall 💕
I think people need to accept the idea that Joe is going to get a gf. I just hope when he does people don’t start sending that women hate.
yeahhhh.. and he’s getting old he need to find his wife omg 😭
