Last Seen Blogs
dont-puke-lies
Bitch, please
jasakime
Jasaki's Art Blog
gamerdepressiongirl
𝕯𝖆𝖉𝖉𝖞𝖘 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑
thesouppond
\\ Gen:LOCK Re:LOADED \\
janehaster
AstralObserver
Text
SweetPea
WARNINGS: fluff *mostly fluff* kissing
Age rating 13+ we could say
🎂It’s my birthday so why not make a birthday story🍰
Once upon a time, in the bustling city of Chicago, Joe Keery was buzzing with excitement. It was his partner's birthday, and he couldn't wait to spoil them rotten and make their day extra special. As he tiptoed into their cozy apartment, armed with balloons and a homemade cake, he couldn't help but feel like the luckiest guy in the world.
"Hey there, my love," Joe whispered, sneaking up behind his partner and wrapping his arms around their waist. "Looks like someone's getting older today, huh?"
His partner turned around, their eyes lighting up at the sight of Joe's mischievous grin. "Hey, sweetheart," they replied, leaning in to steal a quick kiss. "Getting older, but definitely wiser."
Joe chuckled, placing a party hat on his partner's head. "Wiser, huh? Well, how about we put that wisdom to the test and see if you can blow out all these candles in one go?"
With a playful roll of their eyes, his partner accepted the challenge, blowing out the candles with ease. As they dug into the delicious cake, Joe couldn't help but shower his partner with affectionate pet names.
"Hey there, sweet pea, did I ever tell you how lucky I am to have you in my life?" Joe said, his eyes filled with adoration as he watched his partner's face light up with joy.
His partner grinned, reaching across the table to squeeze Joe's hand. "You might have mentioned it once or twice," they teased, their heart swelling with love for the man who never failed to make them feel cherished.
As the day turned into night, Joe and his partner danced around their apartment, laughing and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears. And as they curled up together on the couch, basking in the warmth of each other's presence, Joe couldn't help but thank the stars for bringing his beloved into his life.
"Happy birthday, my love," Joe whispered, pressing a tender kiss to his partner's forehead. "Here's to many more years of laughter, love, and unforgettable moments together."
And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, Joe knew that there was nowhere else in the world he'd rather be than right there, with his beloved by his side.
#steve harrington x y/n#joe keery#djo#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington imagines#steve harrington x you#steve stranger things#steve harrington#steve harrington x reader
30 notes
·
View notes
Text
┏┓
┃┃╱╲ in
┃╱╱╲╲ this
╱╱╭╮╲╲ house
▔▏┗┛▕▔ we
╱▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔╲
love joe keery's chest hair
╱╱┏┳┓╭╮┏┳┓ ╲╲
▔▏┗┻┛┃┃┗┻┛▕▔
540 notes
·
View notes
Text
made by the one and only meee
21 notes
·
View notes
Text
I made this, If u steal it I will eat your socks.
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
End of Beginning claims the number one spot on both the viral usa and viral global playlists on spotify
58 notes
·
View notes
Text
joe talks about the success of end of beginning in a new rolling stones article
145 notes
·
View notes
Text
#joe keery#steve stranger things#steve harrington x you#steve harrington imagines#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington x y/n#steve harrington fluff
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
according to stats.fm, a spotify analytics tracker, end of beginning is the 7th most streamed song for this month
40 notes
·
View notes
Text
Ethir neechal is not good without him!!
Shocking News , Jailer Actor G Marimuthu Passed Away :-
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
Happy Birthday Thalaivaa
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
Muthu முத்து (1995), Directed by K. S. Ravikumar
21 notes
·
View notes
Text
Djo’s End of Beginning has officially made it to the Billboard Hot 100 debuting at #51
314 notes
·
View notes
Text
Sparkling Promises - Joe Keery
Joe Keery and Y/n wandered through the sparkling aisles of People's
Jewelry, their laughter mingling with the soft chime of delicate chains and the glimmer of gemstones. They were like any other couple, exploring the endless array of rings, each one telling its own story.
Y/n's eyes sparkled as she admired the intricate designs and
shimmering stones. She paused, her gaze fixated on a particular ring nestled amongst the others. Its elegance caught her attention, and she couldn't help but feel drawn to it.
"Joe, look at this one," she exclaimed, holding up the ring for him to see. It was a breathtaking piece, a symphony of diamonds and white gold, reflecting the store's warm lights.
Joe's eyes lit up as he studied the ring Y/n held. He smiled, knowing he wanted to see that same sparkle on her finger every day. "It's beautiful, just like you," he murmured, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
Y/n's heart fluttered at his words, her cheeks flushed with warmth. She couldn't help but imagine wearing that ring, a symbol of their love and commitment.
As they continued browsing, Joe couldn't shake the image of Y/n's radiant smile when she saw the ring she loved. He knew he had to make it hers.
A few days later, Joe concocted a plan. He pretended he had to work late, but instead, he slipped away to People's Jewelry, his heart pounding with excitement and nerves. With the ring safely tucked away in his pocket, he couldn't wait to see the look on Y/n's face.
When Joe returned home, Y/n greeted him with a warm hug, none the wiser to his secret mission. Little did she know, her life was about to change in the most beautiful way.
As they sat together, Joe took Y/n's hand in his, his pulse quickening with anticipation. He gazed into her eyes, his love pouring forth in every word.
"Y/n, you are my best friend, my soulmate, my everything," he began, his voice trembling with emotion. "I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy, cherishing every moment together. Will you marry me?"
Y/n's breath caught in her throat as Joe dropped to one knee, revealing the ring she had admired days before. Tears welled in her eyes as she nodded, unable to speak through the overwhelming joy in her heart.
With trembling hands, Joe slipped the ring onto Y/n's finger, sealing their love with a promise as radiant as the diamonds that adorned it.
In that moment, amidst the echoes of their love, Joe and Y/n knew they had found forever in each other's arms, their journey intertwined like the delicate strands of a precious gemstone.
#steve harrington x y/n#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington imagines#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x you#steve stranger things#steve harrington smut#stranger things smut#joe keery#joe kerry
56 notes
·
View notes
Text
Your My Hero - Steve Harrington
The halls of Hawkins High School buzzed with the usual chaos as students hurried to their next classes. Ashlynn Wheeler, known for her unique and bold fashion sense, confidently strolled through the crowded corridors, her eclectic outfit drawing both admiration and whispers from her peers.
However, her confidence wavered when she reached her locker and found a notice pinned to it. The dreaded pink slip indicated that Ashlynn had been dress coded for her unconventional choice of attire. She sighed in frustration, her eyes scanning the offending words on the notice.
Later that day, Ashlynn found herself standing outside the principal's office, nervously waiting for her turn. The door opened, and Principal Mitchell ushered her in with a stern expression.
"Ashlynn, we've talked about the dress code before. It's there for a reason, and we expect all students to adhere to it," Principal Mitchell admonished.
Ashlynn bit her lip, trying to explain her perspective. "I get it, but I don't see why my outfit is such a big deal. It's just a bit different, that's all."
Principal Mitchell sighed, unmoved. "Rules are rules. I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to change into something more appropriate."
Feeling defeated, Ashlynn exited the principal's office, her mind racing to come up with a plan. As she wandered through the hallways, she bumped into Steve Harrington, who immediately noticed the distress on her face.
"What's wrong, Wheeler?" Steve asked, concern furrowing his brow.
Ashlynn hesitated but eventually shared her predicament. "I got dress coded. They want me to change, and I don't have anything else with me."
Steve raised an eyebrow, glancing at her outfit. "Seriously? What's wrong with it?"
Ashlynn shrugged. "Apparently, it violates the sacred dress code."
Without saying a word, Steve swiftly took off his Black Jacket and handed it to Ashlynn. "Here, put this on. Let's see if they have a problem with it."
She grinned, touched by his gesture. "Thanks, Steve."
As Ashlynn draped Steve's jacket over her shoulders, the two walked back to the principal's office. Principal Mitchell looked up, ready to scold Ashlynn again, but his stern expression softened as he noticed the change in attire.
"Is this more to your liking?" Steve asked, a hint of defiance in his tone.
Principal Mitchell hesitated, then sighed. "Fine, but don't let it happen again, Wheeler."
Ashlynn nodded appreciatively, and as they left the office, she handed Steve his jacket with a playful smile. "You're my hero, Harrington."
He chuckled, a warm smile gracing his face. "Just doing my part to fight the injustice of high school dress codes, Wheeler."
From that day forward, Ashlynn and Steve shared a silent understanding, their bond growing stronger through small acts of rebellion against the mundane rules of Hawkins High. And as Steve watched Ashlynn confidently navigate the halls in his jacket, he couldn't help but feel a newfound appreciation for the girl who refused to conform.
#steve harrington x y/n#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington imagines#steve stranger things#stranger things smut#steve harrington smut#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x you
19 notes
·
View notes
Text
Healing Kiss
The dimly lit room echoed with the sounds of heavy breathing and the occasional groan of pain. Ashlynn Wheeler knelt beside Steve Harrington, her hands covered in medical gloves, as she assessed the extent of his injuries. The fight had been brutal, leaving Steve battered and bruised, but his determination had not wavered.
"Stay still, Harrington," Ashlynn said with a stern yet caring tone. She was known for her skills in first aid, and her reputation had reached even the toughest kids in Hawkins. The makeshift infirmary in the Wheeler basement had seen its fair share of injuries, but this was the first time Steve had found himself in need of Ashlynn's healing touch.
Steve winced as Ashlynn dabbed at a particularly nasty cut on his cheek. "Easy there, Wheeler. I'm not made of glass."
Ashlynn shot him a playful glare. "Well, you certainly don't look like you're made of glass right now. More like a broken action figure."
Despite the pain, Steve chuckled, grateful for the distraction. Ashlynn continued her work, tending to his wounds with precision and care. The atmosphere in the room shifted as the initial tension from the fight gave way to a more intimate silence.
"Thanks for this, Ashlynn. I didn't think I'd end up needing your nurse skills tonight," Steve admitted, his eyes locked onto hers.
Ashlynn smiled, a mixture of amusement and genuine warmth. "You're lucky I'm always prepared for unexpected situations. Besides, someone's got to keep the town hero in one piece."
As Ashlynn finished bandaging Steve's wounds, she couldn't help but notice the vulnerability in his eyes. The bravado and swagger that usually defined Steve Harrington were momentarily replaced by a more genuine and open expression.
"Maybe you should take it easy for a while, Harrington. Fighting monsters and getting beat up isn't a sustainable lifestyle," Ashlynn suggested, her voice softening.
Steve met her gaze, his eyes searching hers. "I might consider it if you promise to be my personal nurse whenever I need patching up."
Ashlynn rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "I'm not making any promises, but I suppose I can't resist playing doctor every now and then."
The air between them seemed charged with unspoken emotions, and Steve couldn't help but feel a connection that went beyond the usual banter. Ashlynn stood up, and Steve followed suit, the proximity between them growing. In that moment, surrounded by the healing aftermath of a chaotic night, something shifted.
As Ashlynn reached out to tousle Steve's hair playfully, he caught her hand in his, and they shared a lingering gaze. The room was filled with a subtle tension, and as Steve leaned in, Ashlynn didn't pull away. Their lips met in a gentle kiss, sealing a connection that had been quietly growing between them.
In the basement of the Wheeler house, amidst bandages and medical supplies, the town hero found solace and healing not just for his physical wounds but for something deeper—an unexpected connection with the girl who had a knack for putting broken things back together.
#steve harrington x y/n#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington imagines#steve harrington smut#steve harrington x you#steve harrington x reader#steve stranger things#steve harrington fanfic#stranger things smut
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
Snowy Christmas Dance
It was Christmas night in Hawkins, and the town was covered in a pristine blanket of snow. The air was crisp, and the twinkling lights adorned the houses, creating a magical atmosphere. Steve Harrington and Y/N Wheeler found themselves at the Wheeler's house, where the annual Christmas party was in full swing.
The living room was adorned with tinsel and holly, and the fireplace crackled with warmth. The soft melody of Christmas carols filled the air, creating a festive ambiance. Steve, dressed in a cozy sweater and jeans, looked around the room. His eyes landed on Y/N, who was standing near the window, gazing at the snow-covered landscape.
"Hey," Steve said, approaching Y/N with a smile. "You enjoying the party?"
Y/N turned to him, a warm smile lighting up her face. "Yeah, it's great. But you know what would make it even better?"
Steve raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"A dance in the snow," Y/N suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Steve chuckled. "You're kidding, right? It's freezing out there."
Y/N grabbed Steve's hand, pulling him towards the door. "Come on, Harrington. Live a little. It's Christmas!"
Steve couldn't resist Y/N's enthusiasm, so he reluctantly followed her outside into the winter wonderland. The cold air hit them, but the sight of the snow-covered landscape was breathtaking. Y/N twirled around, her laughter ringing out in the quiet night.
"See? Isn't this amazing?" Y/N grinned at Steve.
Steve couldn't help but smile back. "Alright, Wheeler. I'll admit, it's pretty cool."
The two of them began to dance in the snow, their laughter echoing through the night. The soft glow of Christmas lights illuminated their faces as they twirled and spun, leaving footprints in the fresh snow. The world seemed to disappear around them as they lost themselves in the magic of the moment.
As they danced, Steve and Y/N couldn't help but steal glances at each other. The cold air turned their breath into mist, and the snowflakes gently fell around them like a delicate curtain. The Christmas music from the party inside reached their ears, adding to the enchantment of the night.
For a moment, it was just Steve and Y/N, dancing under the starlit sky, surrounded by the serenity of the snow-covered town. The world outside ceased to exist as they shared a magical Christmas night, creating memories that would linger in their hearts for years to come.
0 notes