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thefrontofmymind · 2 years

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Hi, I really like your Joseph Quinn stories! I would like to request a story where Joseph and the reader are both famous but they are trying to keep their relationship lowkey and private. So the reader is asked on the late late show with James Corden and everything goes really smoothly until they start playing spill your guts and James asks something like "there's been some photos with you and a certain someone" (then a picture of you and Joe getting ice cream and him hugging you from behind goes up) "is it true that you are dating?" and then she admits it because she can't eat whatever disgusting food James picked for her :D Really like this idea, hope you can write it! Thank you!

Salmon Smoothie; Request (Joseph Quinn x costar!Reader)

REQUEST: i have this idea for Joseph x costar reader fic. They've been dating ever since season 4 started shooting but they're really private so only family and friends and costars know about them. They're doing an interview and maybe Noah like accidentally almost spills that they're together so the internet goes wild and starts speculating. something funny and cute

a/n: hope its alright i combined these two requests and changed them around a bit!!! loved them both and i thought they'd work well together! thank you for reading <33

SYNOPSIS: Reader plays Spill Your Guts Or Fill Your Guts on the Late Late Show and has to hide their relationship with Joe

WARNINGS: just gross food, and like a little bit of kissing and that's it

Your romance with Joe most certainly took you by surprise. At a time when you felt most alone–isolated like the rest of the world, he came into your life and swept you off your feet.

You’d met filming the fourth season of Stranger Things, of which you were a recurring cast member while Joe was a newbie. There was an immediate…fascination, you’d say, from the moment you’d locked eyes at the first table read back at the beginning of 2020. It was new, exciting, and then you didn’t see each other for months while the world went into an all-encompassing health emergency. Though you never forgot about that Englishman with the big brown eyes and the winning smile.

When you were finally allowed to come in to actually film the season, your infactuation remained–thank fuck for that, you thought. You felt grateful that a good portion of your scenes were with Joseph so you were able to spend as much time as you could with him–chatting in between takes and grabbing dinner together after a long, hard day of work.

You’d decided quite early on not to act on your crush on him, it was frankly quite unprofessional and you’d hate to make him uncomfortable–as you’d grown to become quite good friends in the short time you’d been filming, it would kill you to lose that over a passing fancy.

So Joe was the one to make the first move–unknown to you, he was in the exact same position. He thought of you like the sun that lit up a part of his life that had been quite difficult, between the stress of the world, the lack of acting jobs popping up because of said worldwide situation, and simply his loneliness during it all, he was in a pit that you’d dove into to pull him out of. It was pure admiration for you on his end, and that quickly turned into desire, and it was beginning to eat away at him.

He decided to make the move in your trailer, so that way if you reacted negatively he’d be able to leave you and never speak to you again, if that was what you wished. He wished he could’ve had a shot of something before he sat you down with the preface that he ‘had something very important to tell you’.

“So we’ve become very close-uh-recently,” he started, both of you sitting on the sofa in your trailer at the end of the day, back in your regular clothes, but still with the heavy-duty makeup for the cameras on your face. “And I just wanted to tell you…”

He paused, and it felt like a thousand years between the two breathes he took to ease himself into it. You were worried you’d done something wrong, that you’d upset or offended him somehow or he was going to tell you something horrible–you could feel your heart rate begin to elevate.

“I admire you so much, not just as an actor, like the way you’ve been bringing the scripts to life this season has been an honour to watch and work with you….” he rambled before stopping again. He really should’ve written a few dot points to keep him on track. “I’m just…infatuated with you. As more than a friend. And I can’t go through life without telling you because it’s killing me and-”

“Joe?” you interrupted him, cutting him off. You didn’t quite know what to say, so you leant forward, pressing your lips to his. He put his arms around your waist and slightly pulled you onto his lap, before pulling away, smirking into the kiss, still.

“So you feel the same way?” he asked.

“If you have to ask, I don’t know what to tell you,” you joked, earning a small chuckle from him, still with his arms around you so you were right against him. “I like you, Joseph Quinn.”

“I love when you call me ‘Joseph’.” You couldn’t help but giggle a little as he pulled you in for another kiss–the air between you settled and you couldn’t deny how right it felt.

You were lucky there was already a couple in the cast of Stranger Things in Natalia and Charlie, there was a precedent, so you felt almost immediately prepared to let your relationship known to the rest of the cast–after a few weeks of keeping it to yourselves, of course, just to test the waters.

After filming ended, yourself and Joseph went back home, you met each others’ families and friends soon enough, and you felt like any other couple for a time, as hidden from public life as any other regular couple.

That was until the lead-up of the new season, which meant press, and public appearances, and interviews, and the cast being as active as ever on social media. It put you and Joe on edge, you loved being able to love each other without having to deal with any kind of pressure from the media and general public–you were glad you could go out grocery shopping together and no one would really be any wiser to the fact that the two of you met and started dating on the set of one of the biggest television shows this decade.

You’d both been media trained to help with hiding spoilers and whatnot, as well as the rest of the cast, but you still had the feeling that the thread was being primed to pull, and everything was getting closer and closer to unravelling.

It truly didn’t surprise you when it was Noah who let it slip–accidentally alluding to two relationships in the cast, one known and one unknown. With a little bit of sleuthing, fans had begun suspecting that you and Joe were together–the two of you were always very close and were out and about together frequently and somehow they’d manage to find a couple of blurry pictures from inside the season 4 Premiere of you and Joe standing very close, hands intertwined and faces a mere few inches away from each other.

Joe convinced you it would be okay. “They don’t know for sure! We can just deny, deny, deny… And it’ll all be okay, I promise,” he said, as he held you–shaking with anxiety after a particularly bad downward spiral over it.

And it was fine for a few weeks, neither of you mentioned it, Noah also hadn’t said anything, and the rumours began to die down. That was until you were set to appear on the Late Late Show with James Corden to promote Volume 2, including what would be a fun game of Spill Your Guts.

The lights were very bright, which made you begin to sweat–not to be confused with the sweat from your nervous state of mind over the possibility of having to eat cod sperm or something else horrible.

The game began as normal, with James explaining the rules before moving onto the selection of ‘food' on the table in between the two of you; bull penis, salmon smoothie, cow tongue, water beetle, bird saliva, and fish eye.

You did alright to begin with, avoiding eating the cow tongue by telling James about the time you accidentally poured a drink on Taika Watiti at the Oscars and skipping the bird saliva by half-heartedly ranking your Stranger Things cast members’ music, while making James eat the bull penis and the water beetle.

“Okay this is the last question, ladies and gentlemen,” Jame began, looking to the table. “And I think I’ll let you finish with a….salmon smoothie.”

The stench hit you before you could fully comprehend James’ choice, you couldn't help but gag a little bit. James picked up the final question card, silently reading it to himself, before letting out a menacing chuckle, causing the audience to laugh.

“You may be aware of a rumour your fellow castmate Noah Schnapp started a few weeks ago…” Oh here we go. “That there are two different couples in the Stranger Things cast. Now, we know of Natalia Dyer and Charlie Heaton, who have been together since 2016-”

“Very cute couple..” you cut in, trying not to let the anxiety you were feeling show on your face, that was as good as letting the whole can of worms out.

“Yes, but the other couple is unknown. There’s been photos-lots of photos-of you and Joseph Quinn, who plays Eddie this season, out and about and seeming very close. It’s a simple question, are you and Joseph together?”

You felt like everything slowed as you thought over your response. You could no longer hear the audience, nor the band beginning to play tense music. You felt bad lying and denying, you couldn’t confirm either…

“Well…Joseph is just such a talented actor and we grew quite close over filming the season…so…” You quickly grabbed the glass and took a hearty sip of the smoothie, immediately regretting it, eliciting a cheer from the crowd as you swallowed and opened your mouth as proof. You gagged slightly.

James couldn’t stop cackling as he ended the segment, telling the cameras that they’d ‘be right back’ with a wink.

A troupe of AD’s dressed in all black approached the table and began disassembling it during the break, while you were corralled to the sofa to get ready for the interview portion of the show. You knew your phone was placed behind the sofa, so you quickly fetched it when you had a spare second to send Joe a text message, wracked with a feeling of guilt for fueling the fire.

‘Hi love, filmings going well but i maaayyy have neither confirmed nor denied the RUMOUR and im shitting it a bit….sorry baby i wasnt thinking xoxo’

You received a reply almost immediately–thankfully since you knew you would have a hard time getting through the interview without speaking to Joe first, to ease your worries if nothing else.

‘Oh darling, dont worry about it! i LOVE you and people can say whatever tf they want it doesnt change that i bagged the hottest piece on the face of the planet xxx’

You laughed at his response, he always knew how to cheer you up and make you feel relaxed. The cameras and microphone operators began getting prepared as James made his way to the small stage to sit behind his desk.

“Who’s got you all giggly and flustered, eh?” he asked, looking over his palm cards and getting comfortable in his seat.

“Oh, just this guy I’ve been seeing…” you teased.

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thebattleofstarcourt · 2 years

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“c’mon, eddie you gotta take this seriously,” you said, running your fingers through his bedraggled curls.

“babe,” he protested, flashing a smirk, “i’ve done this before, i’m kind of an expert.”

“not something to be proud of,” you mumbled under your breath, moving your hands to shrug off his denim vest.

“hey, you love dating a high schooler.” he said. “makes you feel young.”

“we’re the same age.” you deadpanned, “and this is your third senior year.”

“third times a charm, baby!” he said. “and ‘m taking it seriously this year. gonna graduate and move out of this town for good. then i’ll buy you a house and a big ass ring, too.”

you snorted. “don’t get ahead of yourself, eds.” you licked the pad of your pointer finger and began smoothing it over the flyaways sticking out through his hair. “you gotta pass history before you go fantasizing about the future.”

“not fantasizing.” he corrected. “i know what’s gonna happen: i’m gonna get the fuck out of hawkins, corroded coffin is gonna get big, and i’m gonna marry you.”

“you’re sweet.” you smiled bringing your finger down to smudge off the dried toothpaste on the side of his lip. “but you’re only allowed to propose once you’ve got a diploma, okay?”

“yeah, yeah.” he waved his hand. “‘s long as you know it’s happening.”

“i’ll be waiting.” you straightened the collar on his jacket before giving him a small peck on his cheek.

“you done dollin’ me up, doll?” he asked, walking over to his bathroom to look in the mirror.

you crept up behind him as he examined his slightly more tamed appearance. still rowdy enough to be himself, but neat enough for his portrait to be hung on the fridge.

“gonna be the best one yet.” you said, wrapping your arms around his torso. “your hair looks so good.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.” you affirmed. “sexiest it’s ever been.”

“well then,” he said, his cheeks carelessly blushing from your compliment. “guess it’s picture time.” he grabbed his keys as you handed him his lunchbox from the counter and made his way out the door.

“i can’t wait to get your senior portraits back.” you said, following him out of the trailer. “i’m gonna put a little you in my wallet and show you off to all my coworkers.”

he laughed and turned towards you, pulling you in for a deep kiss. “you’re makin’ it hard to leave again, baby.”

“not my problem.” you giggled and pushed his chest back, forcing him to stumble away from you. “don’t forget to smile big for me, ‘kay?”

“course, baby.” he said, climbing into his van and starting the engine, watching you wave him goodbye from the stairs in front of his front door.

“all for you.” he whispered.

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choke-me-joey · 1 year

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A small little fluffy drabble with glasses! Joe because I am experiencing the Big Sad today and just wanted to write something non-smutty, but I had to drop some suggestive language in there just because it's me.

"I hope you know, these have driven the Internet insane today." You grin, wiggling the glasses resting on your boyfriend's face as you lie entwined on your hotel room bed. Joe scoffs.

"Seriously?" He's not on the Internet much, so he really has no idea of the chokehold he's got half the world in right now.

"Absolutely. With the sweater combo, it's giving Professor Quinn vibes." You quote the things you've read on Twitter today whilst hovering around the convention.

Joe bursts out laughing, choking out a "shut the fuck up."

"Although, you know I agree with them." You muse, straddling his waist. "I like them on you, you know I do. You do look so good in them."

"You're stupidly obsessed with my glasses. How are you going to cope when I get contacts?" Joe smiles, looking up at you as you snuggle into him, laying your head in his chest.

"I'm stupidly obsessed with you, and the glasses are just a bonus." You sigh contendly as he kisses your head and wraps his arms around you, holding you to him. You listen to his steady heartbeat. "Besides, you'll have to keep your glasses on hand in case your contact lenses run out or...disappear one day. You know, totally by accident."

Joe chuckles, a low rumble in his chest.

"Is that so?" He asks lowly, and you can hear the smirk in his voice. "You know, bad girls get punished. Professor Quinn doesn't let theft slide."

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littlemissaddict · 1 year

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Welcome Home - Joe Quinn x Fem!Reader (18+)

Summary: Joe comes home after months away filming and he just can't seem to keep his hands to himself.

Word Count: 1049

Writers block is kicking my ass right now but this came to me after being inspired by this nsfw audio (18+ minors do not even think about it) Part 2 maybe? idk let me know what you think.

RPF please keep scrolling if it is not your thing

She busied herself tidying the apartment ready for Joe’s arrival home, not that it was dirty, there was just a few bits of washing that needed hanging on the airer to dry and her breakfast pots from this morning that she had planned to do after her shower only she’d left them forgotten in the sink. She cursed herself for leaving it so late almost as much as she willed herself to hurry as he was due to be home soon and she wanted to greet him at the door when he arrived, not have him come find her while she was doing chores.

She moved as if on autopilot and she was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t hear the door open or Joe call her name as he entered the apartment. In fact she didn’t realise that he was even home until she felt his arms wrap around her middle while she was still in the middle of putting the wet clothes on the airer.

“You know I had hoped for more of a welcome home but I guess Cinders had more important things to do” he muses, his breath ghosting against her ear as she lets out a snort of laughter at his comparison, laughter that was soon cut off by a gasp as his lips met the skin of her neck. The top in her hands that was midway to the airer was forgotten the moment his lips brushed against her skin and it was soon on the floor as his hands left her hips in favour of running over her body instead, “God I’ve missed you so much love, I swear it was torture being away from you for so long” he hummed as her body melted against him, her head falling back against his shoulder and unintentionally giving him more access to the skin of her neck which he took full advantage of.

She couldn’t help but moan his name as his teeth nipped against the sensitive skin in the junction where her neck met her shoulder, just above her collarbone. “Missed you too” she spoke almost breathless after a few kisses and touches from him but then again it had been a long few months without his touch, so long that it felt like a lifetime ago or so she told herself to lessen the embarrassment of how easily he got her worked up. Although when she felt the hard length of his cock pressing up against her lower back she realised just how much he needed this as well.

“Yeah?” he asked, one of his hands now working it’s way down her body, ghosting over her hip until it disappeared beneath the waistband of the grey pyjama shorts she was wearing and wandered lower still until he was groaning as his hand was snug between her legs, pressing firmly over her panties and feeling the wetness that was now soaking them. “God you’re soaked, I bet you’re so turned on that you can come from just a finger pressing against that sweet neglected clit of yours” he chuckled lowly as his hand moved to slip under her panties, running his fingers through her folds and getting them wet until he did just as he’d promised.

A broken moan escaped her as his middle finger pressed against her clit and he slowly increased the pressure on it causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot through her body as her hips ground into his touch and because he still had her body pressed against him it caused her ass to rub against the tent in his pants. “Fuck baby, that’s it grind against me, make yourself cum for me” he moaned encouragingly as his lips began their assault on her neck again, sucking and nibbling hard enough that she was sure he was going to leave marks that she would have to cover up in the following days.

Not that that was high on her priority list in the moment, not when his free hand slid under her shirt and began toying with her nipples, pinching and pulling at the hardened buds which only made her arch her back in an attempt to push her chest further into his hands as she chased her high that was approaching quicker than she’d have expected. A chant of his name was all that left her lips in a vague warning just as she tipped over the edge and the pleasure washed over her, “That’s it good girl” he praised as her body tensed and her legs shook and he took over beginning to rub small, fast circles over her clit as he worked her through her orgasm only stopping when she was whining from overstimulation and pushing his hands away.

“You did so good for me baby” he cooed, retracting his hand from her shorts, sucking the remnants of her cum from his hand before wiping his hand on his shirt. Lifting her head from where it had stayed in the crook of his neck she turned her head so that she could kiss him and he welcomed her lips happily, revelling in the slow languidness of it as she recovered from the fuzziness still clouding her brain.

When she pulled away she turned on still shaky legs, moving to drop to her knees in front of him but his hands gripped her forearms keeping her upright as she tried to protest but he just shook his head, “I need a shower and you, Cinders, need to finish up here” he teased, letting go of her arms when she stopped trying to fight him instead she settled for jutting out her bottom lip and looking at him with the best puppy dog eyes she could muster in hopes of getting him to change his mind. Instead all it seemed to do was make him laugh, “after that though love, I’m all yours and you can have me however you want” he promised with a smile as he leaned forward to press a soft kiss to her forehead, making her smile as she allowed him to go. She turned and picked back up where she left off, her mind racing with all the ways she could give him the welcome home he deserved.

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stellatekintsugi · 1 year

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aestheticsarereal · 2 years

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With the Band

a/n: I saw the video of Joe and had to do this. I would love to go to shows and meet artists with this man. I know music means a lot to him. Also I had to make the girlfriend a concert photographer, I HAD TO. Anyways enjoying this sweet moment<3 I do not give permission to repost my work anywhere!

pairing: Joseph Quinn x fem!photographer reader

wc: 1.4k

warnings: just fluff and a bit of swearing!

You can still remember the look on Joseph’s face when he got the call from his manager. Metallica wanted to invite him out to their headlining show at Lollapalooza 2022 in Chicago. You were convinced he was like a little boy on Christmas. He was bouncing up and down the walls for weeks. Working logistics out, he was able to score a backstage pass for you as well because he wanted his best girl to experience this with him.

Sure you had been to plenty of shows with Joe, especially Haim shows as he was good friends with the youngest Alana. But meeting a legendary band the both of you grew up on, you couldn’t help but feel over the moon. Premieres, press junkets and cons later you finally found yourself in the bustling city of Chicago. The sweltering heat was no joke as you were grateful you packed a plethora of shorts, skirts and dresses. Your hotel room wasn’t too far from the festival grounds and you could see the crowds forming outside the venue.

“It doesn’t feel real,” he murmured as you walked up next to him, wrapping your arms around his waist. Your chin resting barely on his shoulder as you looked out the window towards the city’s busy landscape. “Well you aren’t dreaming that’s for sure. You worked hard for this. Everything. Not just meeting the band but the fans, the love, the attention. I know your worth and so do you.” His hands threaded with yours and the two of you stayed there a bit.

One of the many people on his team came knocking, letting the both of you know that it had been time to head to the music fest. “It’s now or never, rockstar.”

The car ride consisted of Joe practicing different jokes, lots of head banging and air guitars. Metallica blasted through the speakers of the Cadillac Escalade that held his team. You could tell he was getting nervous with the way his leg was bouncing up and down and he had been biting his thumb nail. “Hey, it’s alright baby. They are gonna love you Joe. The love that the show has brought to the Metallica fans is astounding. They would be crazy not to!” “No I know, it’s just that these guys are absolute legends and they have done so much.” “I will be right by your side, you know this.”

His hand was tightly held in yours as badges were checked in and security got through the both of you and his team. These green and lavender fabric wristbands adorned everyone’s wrists with the words “Backstage Pass” embroidered on it. It felt surreal as the two of you walked over to the private areas restricted for artists. His hand squeezing yours as signs littered with “Metallica” were becoming more apparent. “It’s all happening,” you whispered in his ear as you were jumping up and down.

A security guard told you two to wait for a minute while the band got situated. His eyes went wide in disbelief as he looked around. “Holy shit we are meeting Metallica. Fuckin’ Metallica babe,” he was going mental and it made you giggle at how excited he was becoming. That’s when he went quiet. You turned around to see a face pop around the corner. Long, curly, gray hair was falling everywhere around his face. Kirk Hammet. “Hey guys! Come in and meet the rest of the crew!” It was all happening.

Lars, James, Kirk and Robert were all there in person. You just knew you looked like a young fangirl. Joe was in a practical button up and his favorite Levi jeans paired with some worn down tan boots. You on the other hand were in a faux black leather skirt that laces up on either side. Yet, the show stopper was a corset made from a ‘Master of Puppets’ shirt. All of this paired with your favorite pair of Docs.

They had all been there in their ‘metal glory’. The lead singer stepped up taking your boyfriend’s hand, “You’re taller than on TV!” Everyone erupted in laughter as introductions were thrown around and compliments were starting to get mixed together.

The 6 of you got settled in as filming crews were plastered around to capture this gracious experience on behalf of Netflix. James and Joe immediately started going back and forth about the show and the previous seasons. You and the rest of the band watched in awe. It was unlike any other meet and greet you had done with artists. Kirk had one of his guitars cradled in his hands as he struck up a conversation with you. “Hey I understand you’re a photographer?”

This took you by surprise. “Y-yea I am! I met Joseph at a show I was working at actually!” The two of you started comparing anecdotes once James gave his thanks to your British lover when you and the 59 year old guitarist joined in along with the group. “Oh my god that was what we practically heard for two years,” you quipped up. Nodding in agreement, he added,”We feel sort of connected to you guys.” The conversation felt like it lasted an eternity when Robert pondered a great question, “You wanna jam with us?”

The flustered man to your left spouted an answer of being a bit ‘rusty’ and joked how he might need a lesson or two. The nearly 40 year old band led the way to the tuning room where the in-ears and guitars and basses were held. Drum kits with picks and sticks were everywhere. It was truly a music lover's dream. “We even got you a pair of in-ears.Not sure if you’ve used them but now you are officially a rockstar,” James explained. You sat on the other side of the room to see the love of your life get to play amongst musical geniuses.

Pictures and videos were being taken as you wanted to freeze this moment in time. Lars gave a 4 count to the beginning of the song as the three guitarists synced and Robert plucked at the strings of his bass. The all too familiar song flooded your ear canals and you moshed your head in time with the beat. As much as the two of you were repeating this, it truly was surreal.

A wide grin spread across his face as the song came to a stop but he was over the moon. He let out one of his famous giggles as Lars announced into one of the cameras that Metallica was now suiting up to be a 5 piece. Joining your boyfriend with the rest of the band, Robert brought out a rather large but flat case. Gasps from Joe and you filled the room as you clapped in surprise.

An exact replica of the NJ Warlock by B.C. Rich Guitar was gifted to your boyfriend as he dropped to his knees in a whirlwind of emotions. Your hands intrinsically went under his arms to bring him back to his feet. Tears started slipping down your face as you couldn’t hide your happiness for him. Just the kindness and atmosphere the band created for him was incredible.

“Well we could sign it for you and fuck it all up,” James nonchalantly offered. Your eyes shot straight to his, answering before your boyfriend could. “Would you mind?” A silver sharpie was being brought out as Joseph held the guitar for more stability as each member one by one autographed the special gift.

It was unspoken that pictures had to be taken. The band and Joseph. The band and you. Then eventually the lot of you.

The guitar had been gently placed back in the case as it was already being shipped back to his flat across the Atlantic. Graces, goodbyes and words of luck were exchanged in regards to the show later in the evening. Hugs and handshakes were the last thing that connected you and the band before leaving.

Small tears were coating your boyfriend’s cheeks as you walked back to your designated area. “That was incredible and I am so proud of you,” you whispered as you pulled him in for a tight and warming hug. “Most metal ever,” he mumbled. The two of you let out small laughs as he rested his forehead on yours.

“Let’s head to the stage, rockstar.”

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harrywavycurly · 1 year

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Would you feel comfortable doing some conversations between the reader and Joe? I adore the texts😍

Hiii babes!! Sure I’m totally comfortable with that, thank you for asking(really y’all are so sweet asking if I’m comfy writing certain things it makes my heart melt) so I gave you a nice little mix so enjoy!!💖

*we love a sweet soft Joe with a dash of sassy sarcastic Joe*

“Did you really book our flight for six in the morning?” “I’m sensing that’s an issue?” “Joseph birds aren’t even awake that damn early.” “Well technically we have to get up before six since that’s just when we take off.” “Do you hate me or something? Why would you do this to me” “I’m not answering that.”

“Harrington? He was your original Stranger Things crush? Steve can’t even fight.” “Oh and Eddie can?” “Uh yeah I think if he had to he’d be able to hold his own.” “You didn’t show up till season four what was I supposed to do just not think Steve Harrington was cute?” “Yes. That’s exactly what you were supposed to do.” “Steve’s also still alive…” “Are you saying you’re going back to crushing on Steve since I’m dead?” “I mean it’s hard to crush on a dead guy.”

“Are you being serious right now?” “I just don’t know why it’s so hard to just put the mug in the dishwasher once you’re done using it.” “I was running late for work I’m sorry that’s why my coffee mug is in the sink.” “You do it all the time love.” “Okay…that’s because I’m always kinda running late to things I’m sorry.” “It’s fine.” “Obviously it’s not fine if you’re bringing it up. But I swear I’ll work on it okay?” “That’s all I ask.” “You do know this is the most adult type of argument we’ve ever had right? Getting mad over me leaving dishes in the sink.”

“Who are these flowers for?” “Oh damn didn’t mean to leave those out. They’re for my other girlfriend.” “Oh she must be nice to get flowers and a new vase.” “She’s nice for the most part.” “For the most part?” “She gets a bit…sassy at times when she’s tired or hasn’t had any coffee.” “Sounds like someone I’d love to meet.” “I think I might be able to arrange that. I’ll have to look over her schedule.” “Thanks for the flowers honey.” “You’re welcome my love.”

“You can’t wear that.” “Why?” “Because you look too good in all back Joe it’s distracting.” “It’s distracting?” “Yes. How can I concentrate on the award ceremony when you’re just going to be looking like that sitting next to me? It’s too much.” “Why do I get the feeling you’re not joking.” “Because I’m not. You’re already wearing two chains I can’t handle that along with all black.” “Okay what if I take the chains off?” “You wouldn’t dare…”

“I’m sorry did I just see you on an ad for being able to watch volume two of season four of stranger things in theaters?” “Yeah they asked me to do it a while ago.” “That’s so rude.” “Rude?” “Why would they ask you, the main character who fully dies in volume two to be the one announcing people can watch it in theaters?” “I honestly didn’t think about that.” “Like why would I want to go watch you die on the big screen? So I can cry that much more?” “Oh so you don’t want to go then?” “I’ve had to watch you die so many times on my tv I’d rather not relive Eddie’s death in surround sound. I think it would hurt too much.” “I understand love.” “But really that’s so rude they made you do it.” “I’ll let them know how you feel.” “Please do!”

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MY WAY, SOON. "said, 'i'm fine', but it wasn't true i don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you" from taylor swift's cruel summer with eddie? <3

“you said it was fine. you said it would all be fine! where is this coming from?” he scoffs as he forces you to face him.

“i lied, i guess. i just-“ you say. you’re on the verge of tears, already. your throat’s tight as you swallow and hope you can keep your composure long enough to walk out of his trailer. “it hurts, eddie.”

“what does, sweetheart?” he asks

“that! you can’t just do shit like that and expect it me to be okay. you know how i feel about you. you know it!” you say, slapping at his chest. hoping it’d be enough to push him away from you, an inch at least. something to give you enough room to breathe.

“what are you talking about?” he asks. he’s a little quieter, now, restrained, even.

“don’t act stupid, eddie,” you say. “you know what i’m talking about.”

the kiss. that stupid kiss that had ruined everything. when he’d pressed vodka stained lips against yours on your roof under the stars and you swore you saw new galaxies and he’d pulled away and said that you’d, “always be friends, right?”

“i just can’t do it. i thought i could, but i can’t,” you say, thinking about how you’d had years of pining built up on the tip of your tongue that night.

“i was drunk. you were drunk- we were drunk. i can’t lose you over this,” he says exasperatedly. “please don’t leave me.”

“i can’t just go back to pretending i’m not in love with you, eddie. not when you don’t love me back.”

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thefrontofmymind · 2 years

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No More Hiding; Request (Joseph Quinn x costar!Reader)

REQUEST: Can you make a joe quinn x reader where at the st4 premiere the reader is sweet with the kids like millies sister and she dsnces with her and also with the kids of the cast even when if yhey are grown upd now and he loves you even more snd wants to have kids so at home he talks about kids and the reader always wanted them so they try for months and when they are promotijg st4 with jamie the interviewer notices the belly and thdy announce it? :) - @kellysimagines

a/n: so this changed,,, a lot? when i was writing it,,, sorry idk how that happened but i had an idea and ran with it, hope that's all good! any feedback is welcome, as always. kisses!

SYNOPSIS: Joe and costar!Reader are having a baby, but it's still quite early. Luckily the one, the only, Jamie Campbell Bower is a great secret-keeper

WARNINGS: pregnant reader, the start of a panic attack, that's basically it

It was a very exciting night, the world premiere of Stranger Things 4. Everyone in the cast was together on the red carpet–and had been for about an hour now–doing interviews and posing for photos–and you were beginning to get very tired. Though you had a good reason–you were about twelve weeks pregnant, and it takes a lot out of a person to have to grow a whole new body inside of them.

You stood next to your partner, Joe, with Charlie on the other side of you as you all posed for a big group photo. You tried not to let your fatigue and nausea show on your face, but Joe could tell, having seen the look on your face quite frequently for the last couple months.

“You alright?” he whispered, sneaking a glance at you.

“Yeah, just feel like I’m going to be sick,” you whispered back to him. You hadn’t told anyone apart from your close family yet, you wanted to wait as long as you could–you always preferred privacy in your relationship, and this pregnancy wasn’t any exception.

Joe intertwined his fingers in yours, hidden from the view of the cameras. “I think we’re almost done, love.”

And you were; within minutes, all the photographers crowded in front of you were satisfied with their shots, and you were being directed inside the reception hall that the screening of the first two episodes would take place in. There were drinks and nibbly bits inside while you waited, though you had a feeling that if anything went into your stomach it would just come right back up again, and of course, you couldn’t have a drink–Joe was also not drinking out of solidarity, knowing you already missed having your vodka sodas only a third of the way through your pregnancy.

Everyone still mingled before taking their seats, though you and Joe mostly kept to yourselves in a corner, until Jamie sauntered over to you, a big smile across his face. The three of you grew quite close over the many months making the season–Joe and Jamie bonded very quickly, and with you and Joe together, you were brought along with it all.

“And how are these lovebirds going?” he asked, settling at the cocktail table you were standing at. He looked at the tabletop with a furrow in his brow. “Not drinking tonight, guys? Not like the both of you!”

You let out a nervous laugh, as Joe put a hand on your back, feeling your anxiety as well. During the handful of times the three of you went out for dinner, you’d been known to love a good drink or two or five, so it was definitely an adjustment having to go cold-turkey, and apparently it was noticeable.

You didn’t know what to say for a second, there was an awkward silence between the three of you. You looked to Joe, who was looking right back at you. You had a moment of silent communication, Jamie just watching your non-verbal conversation.

“I’m-I’m,” you stuttered. “I’m pregnant. We’re having a baby!”

Immediately Jamie lunged forward to engulf you in a hug. “Congrats?” he asked, just to be sure, to which you and Joe both nodded enthusiastically. “Congrats! Oh my god!”

He parted from you and gave Joe a hug too, complete with a couple hearty pats on the back, the ‘lad side’ of both of them coming out.

“It’s still pretty early so we’re not really telling many people yet…” Joe told him, a sense of urgency in his voice.

“No worries, mum’s the word-literally, I suppose!” Jamie joked. “Oh, I’m so excited for you two! Are you still coming to Brazil?”

Netflix was sending the three of you to Sao Paulo for a few days in the coming weeks to do some interviews over there–the higher-ups figured it was a good decision when they found out just how much time you’d all been spending together.

“Of course!” you almost yelled over the chatter of the rest of the room. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world, might even have a bump by then!”

Without a moment’s notice, you were all called to your seats to continue the rest of your night. You were glad to be sitting, since your feet had begun to swell–one of the joys you knew was just beginning.

And it was, by the time you and Joe were sat in business class on a flight from London to Sao Paulo, you swore your feet and hands were almost double the size they were just the week beforehand, however you’d finally gotten out of the ‘exhausted and nauseous all the time’ phase, and were in the ‘strong hair and nails and finally have that pregnancy glow everyone goes on about’ phase.

You tried to recline your seat as much as you could to get some rest–much more than you would’ve been able to in economy class–but you were still uncomfortable. The baby had begun to move in the past few weeks, and as much as it gave you butterflies every time you felt movement in your abdomen, it was beginning to get old when you just wanted some rest for Pete’s sake!

Joe was in the seat next to your’s, headphones on, watching some movie he’d downloaded for the flight, but you could see his gaze fall to your bump–which was now getting rather impossible to hide–every few minutes. You signalled to him to take off his headphones, which he did, swivelling slightly in his seat to face you as best he could, with a questioning look on his face.

“I can’t sleep,” you said in a hushed tone, to not disturb the rest of the plane. “Babe keeps moving and I can’t get comfortable.”

Joe grabbed your hand with one of his, placing his other hand on your bump–slowly rubbing small circles. He shuffled down a little so his face was level with your stomach.

“Hey kid, you have to let your mum sleep, alright?” he whispered, making you giggle. He looked back up at you. “How about when we get to the hotel, I run you a bath and make it all relaxing and me and Jamie will go out and meet fans so they don’t bother you, hmm?”

He always knew what you needed–and he was being extra attentive during your pregnancy, you don’t think in the past four months you’d know about your pregnancy, you’d opened a car door for yourself, or pulled out your own chair, or carried any heavy bags. He was simply being the perfect future dad, and it made you so excited to see what he would be like when the baby was born.

The rest of your flight didn’t go great–you didn’t manage to get a wink of rest during the entire eleven and a half hours you were in the air–but Joe kept to his promise and after an hour of customs and immigration, then travelling to your hotel and checking in, he’d drawn you a warm bubble bath, dimmed the lights, and let you relax.

“Jamie’s just gotten here so I’m going downstairs,” Joe said to you, reading a text on his phone. “Are you gonna be alright by yourself?”

“Yes, Joe,” you answered, floating in what felt like a rose-scented cocoon. “I’m pregnant, not three years old.”

Joe just laughed, giving you a quick peck, before leaving with his phone, wallet, and one of the room keys. You didn’t do much for the rest of the afternoon, though you did manage to finally get a quick nap in. You weren’t sure how long you were asleep for, but when you woke, Joe was back and you noticed the sun was beginning to set, so it had been a couple hours, at least.

“Hi, darling,” Joe said in a soft voice. “How are you feeling?”

“Better,” you groaned as you stretched under the covers. “Still a bit tired but better. How’s Jamie?”

“He’s good…good,” Joe was still wearing the jeans and white button-up he’d changed into when you’d finally gotten to the hotel room. “He wanted to go out for dinner, but I said I’d leave it up to you, see how you’re feeling. We were just thinking the restaurant in the lobby if you’re feeling alright?”

You hadn’t eaten since you were on the plane, and even then that could barely count as a meal–you did feel a sort of ache in your stomach, and you figured you could go out.

“That sounds good, just give me like twenty minutes to get ready…” You got out from under the covers of the bed, stretching again once you were standing, before going to your suitcase which laid on the floor, to look for an outfit.

“I’ll let him know to meet us in twenty in the lobby,” Joe said with a smile.

You quickly got dressed–just onto something comfortable that would keep you cool enough in the humidity–before you made your way down the hotel lobby with Joe, hands swinging in between you as you walked. It wasn’t hard to spot Jamie standing out near the doors of the ‘restaurant front’–with how tall and lanky he was, not to mention the fact that he was dressed head-to-toe in all black–a very ‘him’ look.

He noticed you and Joe as you slowly made your way over to him, meeting you halfway to engulf you in a big, bear hug.

“Hello, dear!” he exclaimed with a big smile, mid-hug, before pulling away. “Look at you! You’re practically glowing!”

“‘ts good to see you too!” you said, feeling a warmth creeping up your neck at the compliment–Jamie was always full of them, and he never hesitated to let someone know when they looked great. “‘ve even got a bump now!”

You placed an arm underneath the small bump on your abdomen to highlight it, to which Jamie gasped before placing a hand on you–but not after looking to you with a questioning look–asking if he could touch you.

“You two are gonna be parents, my goodness!” Jamie laughed, as you and Joe did too.

“Shall we then?” Joe asked, pointing to the restaurant with his one free hand–your’s still holding his other one in a vice-like grip, as usual.

The rest of the night was great–filled with good food and lots of laughs, before your crashed at the end of the night in the fluffy bed you’d be calling your’s for the next few days, in the arms of the man that you loved the most in the entire world.

It was an early start the next morning, being whisked away in the wee hours of the morning to get hair and makeup done, as well as to organise an outfit for your day chocked full of interviews with Joe and Jamie. The stylist Netflix had sent to Brazil with you–Sarah–had a room with a rack full of different options for you to choose from, but you were still nervous about the whole ordeal.

You’d let it slip to her that you’d need some room in the belly region, and she seemed to understand at the time, but now as you looked at the different outfits, all of them looked tight-fitting and it unnerved you that you’d have to soon share a very private part of your life with the world, seemingly against your will.

It was all getting too much, you couldn’t breath, and the room was starting to spin. As quick as you could, you stepped out into the hallway outside, phone in hand and already dialling Joe’s number, even though he was in the same building as you, getting ready in a room just down the hall.

“Love? What’s up?” he asked as he answered the phone, a level of concern in his voice that you’d never heard before.

“I’m just-” there was a lump in your throat that you had to struggle against, that you didn’t know was there at first, you voice came out in a hushed whisper. “I’m not sure I’m ready to tell everyone about the baby, it’s too nerve wracking.”

“Oh, darling…” Joe started as he heard the beginnings of sobs waver in your voice. “We don’t have to yet if you don’t want to, but I think we’re going to have to eventually right? And we’re in Brazil of all places! How fun is that party tonight going to be if we don’t have to keep this big secret, hey?”

You thought for a moment, letting out a sigh. He was right–the story alone of telling the world about the family you were making in Brazil would be pretty cool….

“No more hiding,” was all you said to him.

“There we go!” he jokingly cheered, making you laugh and easing your worries. “I’m just about ready so can I come see you?”

“Yeah, I still need to get dressed, but I guess you could come hang out with us…” you answered, absentmindedly rubbing your bump–a habit you’d only noticed you’d picked up in the past week or so.

Joe didn’t even answer you, just hung up the phone and all but sprinted down the short hallway to where you were standing. He also didn’t say hello, just pulled you to him, arms over your shoulders as he placed a kiss against your cheek–that cheeky grin of his on full display.

In a matter of about thirty minutes, you’d gotten ready, and yourself and Joe were sat in your seats, waiting for Jamie ‘the drama queen’ to finish getting ready so he could join you. You didn’t have to wait long, you amused yourself by chatting with your boyfriend.

“I think the babe’s a girl…” he said, almost out of the blue, looking at you with wide eyes and an equally wide grin.

“You think?” you questioned. “What makes you think that?”

“I don’t know… I just get a vibe!” Joe laughed. “But I’d be happy with a boy! Just want a baby that’s happy and healthy…”

You hadn’t thought too much about it yet, whether you were carrying a boy or a girl–it was just one and ultrasounds made sure of that, and all your current tests came back showing they baby was healthy and growing exactly as they should be, which is all that concerned you for the moment.

“Hello, hello?” you heard a voice call out–Jamie–as he entered the room, wearing sunglasses with a hot coffee in hand. “Sorry, am I late?”

You quickly jumped out of your seat, as did Joe, to give Jamie a hug.

“Showing off the bambino today, huh?” Jamie asked as he took a look at your outfit. “Come on, give us a twirl, you two!”

You and Joe both jokingly spun around to show off your outfits to Jamie, the three of you laughing–it was good, to jake around after a stressful morning, the two Brits made you feel at ease in yourself.

“We’ve-uh-we’ve decided we’re going to start telling people about the babe,” Joe said, placing a hand around your back in on your opposite hip.

Jamie excitedly told mused congratulations–again to the both of you–giving you both a big hug each, before the three of you settled in your seats, about to start a big, new part of your life.

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thebattleofstarcourt · 2 years

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₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

“give it up for eddie munson, a free man at last!” robin yelled, holding her glass up in the air as everyone cheered.

“i was in jail for two days.” eddie said, sipping his beer.

“it was the worst two days of my life.” you pouted, putting your head on his shoulder.

“yeah cause fighting interdimensional monsters is so fun.” steve said, rolling his eyes.

“don’t be such an anti-cupid, steve.” nancy teased.

“yeah,” robin said. “young love is beautiful.”

“hear that, baby?” eddie asked you, pecking you on the cheek. “we’re in love.”

“‘course we are.” you said. “i wasn’t gonna call up my asshole cousin to get harrington out of jail.”

“woah, woah.” steve protested. “what is it? hate on steve day?”

“no, that’s february 4th.” robin said.

“that’s your birthday, robin.”

“i’m assuming you won’t get me anything, so i took matters into my own hands.”

“you’re so — ”

the two began arguing as an annoyed nancy got up to escape to the bathroom, leaving you and your boyfriend virtually alone.

“thank you.” eddie said. “i don’t think i would’ve been here if it wasn't for you.”

“don’t thank me, eds.” you said. “i was lying before, i would’ve done it for anyone. including steve.”

“i’m not talking about the lawyer,” he said, turning around to face you completely. “i mean, that was really fuckin’ helpful, and i immensely thank you for that, but i’m just talking about in general. believing me ‘n shit.”

“i’ll always believe you.”

“yeah, you say that, and i’m really flattered, but i’m just saying it would’ve been really easy to not believe me. But you still did, and you got everyone else on board… if you didn’t then i probably would’ve been face down in a ditch, bludgeoned to death by the basketball team or something.”

“i’ll always believe you, eddie.” you repeated, cupping his face in your hands. “even when it’s crazy, or unbelievable, or if everyone else in the world doesn’t – i’ll always be right here.”

he smiled, his cheeks squishing in your hands. “i think you’re way too good for me.”

“so i’ve heard.” you laughed. “i missed you so much.”

“can’t go two days without me, baby?”

“after all this shit,” you said, “i can’t go two minutes without you.”

“‘m not opposed to that.” he said, releasing his face from your hands and resting his head in your neck. “you can’t get mad at me for blastin’ my music at 2 am when you’re tryna sleep, though.”

you grimaced. “maybe i’ll just sleep at my parent’s house.”

he whined dramatically, the vibrations on your skin giving you goosebumps. “fine, but you’ve gotta listen to somewhere in time with me, ‘kay?”

“i guess they say love’s all about sacrifice...”

“that reminds me.” he said, looking back up in your eyes. “i love you too.”

“was waitin’ for that.” you smiled, pressing your lips against his. what started as a teethy, chaste kiss turned deeper when he slid his tongue in your mouth.

“woah, gross!” robin yelled, pulling the two of you out of your moment.

“thought you were pro-love today, what happened?” you asked.

“that was before i saw eddie’s tongue enter your mouth.” she said, fake gagging. “now i’m disturbed.”

“that’s a funny way of sayin’ you’ve never been frenched before.” eddie said, laughing at his own joke.

“gross.” robin mumbled. “dudes are gross.” nancy laughed and threw her arms around her, patting her shoulder in reassurance.

“mmhmm,” you said, the cheap beer you were drinking finally hitting your head at you leaned into eddie for another kiss. “let’s show ‘em how it’s done, munson.”

he smiled and kissed you again, dramatically ramming his tongue into your mouth over and over until he could hear steve and robin’s cries for them to stop.

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shybunnie20 · 1 year

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JQ Imagine

Joe has been wrapped up in convention-related chaos all morning, doing his very best to remain focused on giving the fans his undivided attention. Although, he can't help but miss you like crazy while you stay put behind the scenes during the photo ops and autograph signings. He hasn't seen you in hours and is restrainedly yearning to have you in his embrace again.

You decide to watch the discussion panel from the audience instead of offstage. Joe chews his lip in anticipation of it ending and spots you in the crowd. He tries to be subtle by glancing but he needs to look at you. While attempting to fight off the overwhelming urge to smile, Joe manages to contain his elation with a grin. Only thirty more minutes until he finally gets to pepper your face with kisses and hold you in his arms.

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Had this in my drafts since the Paris con? idk it's been a while so I figured it was time to share it 😅....

RPF so if it's not your thing please keep scrolling.

The sigh of relief left her lips as soon as she stepped through the door of the fancy hotel in the centre of Paris that she and Joe were staying at for the week while he was appearing at the comic con there. She could still hear the shouts and cries of the fans waiting for him to arrive, albeit they were now muffled by the glass door behind her but at least she was away from their prying eyes even though they had no idea who she was considering she and Joe had kept their relationship private especially since he'd shot into the public eye after playing Eddie Munson.

"Not a fan of crowds dear" a female voice came from a little way away from her and after a quick glance around she saw the kind face of an older lady watching her. The fact that she spotted her meant that she stood in the doorway far longer than any normal person and she shook her head as she made her way further into the lobby. “Must be hard especially with your boyfriend’s job” she commented, unaware of the panic that the unassuming words set off in her.

“Oh uh” she stuttered as she stumbled over her words, not wanting to correct this lady who clearly had very good perception skill but not also wanting to confirm her words in case it accidentally got around to the fans. She gave the lobby a quick glance and found it empty before she settled on the truth, “It can be but it’s easier that they don’t know about us” she admits, shyness creeping up on her as she spoke hers and Joe’s secret out loud.

“Don’t worry my lips are sealed” she smiled, her hands mimicking pulling a zip along them as if to prove a point. She doesn’t know why but it immediately puts her at ease and as she moves to ask the lady, Maria according to her name badge, it seems she could already tell what she was about to ask and answers her with a kind smile. “It’s in the eyes, you can see the love he holds for you in them everytime he looks at you and again when you look at him” then she shrugs as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Maybe it is but she doesn’t have long to ponder Maria’s words as she’s instead startled by the feeling of two arms wrapping around her from behind, though she soon relaxes against the familiar feeling of being in Joe’s arms.

“Hello love” he smiles in greeting even though she can’t see it but she can feel it when he presses a kiss to her cheek despite still being in full view of the doors and the waiting fans outside. He then turns his attention to Maria, making small talk and being his usual charming self before the both bid her goodbye as they turn towards the elevator. “Lovely lady” he comments as the elevator door closes behind them.

She nods in response, “Very perceptive too” she adds as Joe gives her a confused look, his head tilted to the right as a frown appears between his eyebrows, “well either that or we are just not as subtle as we think we are” she hums, her hand sliding up his chest until it meets the collar of his shirt where she rubs her thumb over the material as she looks up at him.

“Yeah that fits” he chuckles, the smile on his face is one of the ones that always seems to light up whatever room he’s in and as cliché as it sounds she knows exactly why his fans love him as much as they do, except with one little difference, she gets to know exactly what it feels to be loved by him as well. The thought has butterflies swarming in her tummy but then again that could just be because he’s right at that moment cupping her cheek in one of his hands and pulling her face close so that he can kiss her. It’s soft and sweet and stops the moment the elevator door dings signalling that they have reached their floor, she’s almost reluctant to let him go until she’s reminded of the fact that once the door to their room is closed they no longer have to hide their affections for each other and then she’s bounding away, pulling him along so that they reach their room quicker and she can shower him with affection.

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