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steveslittlefreak · 2 years
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bro’s majestic
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sherifftillman · 10 months
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JOE KEERY as WALTER "KEYS" McKEY | FREE GUY (2021)
↳ #making + compiling these for science. very important science.
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etfrin · 4 months
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replacement | Keys x plus sized! fem! reader | teaser
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okay guys, i am really nervous and excited to write/specify a certain (my own) body type in a fic and i really, really don't wanna fuck up. my fics don't describe body types, leaving it vague but i always wanted to write plus sized reader, something specific for me and people like me and since i am new at this, i am open to suggestions, any and whatsoever is helpful, but please for the sake of love, don't be mean abt it! and here's a Joe Keery gif because he cute af
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it's the glasses ugh fuck
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emsgoodthinkin · 2 months
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it’s giving “do as you’re told”
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joehawke · 11 months
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The amount of gender envy I have from this man is insane
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munsster · 2 years
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i’m so glad u want to start writing for keys i feel like he’s pretty underrated on here </3 maybe something where him and reader have interacted a lot in the game and one recognizes the other’s voice in real life in public? idk i think that would be really cute! x
free life on earth
A/N: listennnn i consumed every tumblr fic i could find of him in one night and decided there was not enough nor will there ever be.
Pairing: Walter “Keys” McKey x GN!Reader
Summary: He thought he was just out getting coffee. But then he bumped into his cyber crush. 2.1k words.
Warnings: fluff, meet (?) cute, you know i had to put this in a coffeeshop, shamelessly awkward flirting, mutual pining, a teensy little accident kiss (unless…), cursing
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He was fascinated. From the very beginning, despite how cliché and theatrical it sounds; he swore up and down he'd never go all puppy-dog-eyed again. And then you let out a whip of deafening expletives, and he swan dove right into a new obsession.
But saying obsession seemed too intense and creepy, so he's been calling it his online thing like it's a business meeting. Like he's not lovesick and doting and you have no idea he's worming himself around your little finger.
"You've gotta be—Keys! Don't fucking throw that while I'm standing right here."
The laugh rips out of him and jolts him back in his chair. To think that the limited amount of time he spends not working on this godforsaken game he happens to spend playing the game. He must have something wrong with him. He drops the flashbang back into his inventory and scuttles over to your crouched avatar.
"Sometimes I wonder why they let you graduate," you poke, swiveling in circles in the wavering shade of a big tree, blank eyes staring up at the sky.
"Hey, if I didn't graduate, we never would've met."
You chuckle. "Oh, Keys, life would be so horrible without you"—you click your tongue and your avatar's knees straighten, and his heart shouldn't skip a beat the way it does with your digital face this close to his—"because I have nothing better to do than sit at my desk all day and talk to a stranger on the internet."
"A handsome stranger," he teases.
"I'm logging off."
"Wait—"
"Nope!"
"Come on," he whines, "you know you love me."
Curse him with that sometimes confidence and all-the-time charm. And maybe that's the one thing you don't know. He smoked you out just to get at you while unassuming and lovely. You blink hard just to realize you've gone a little blurry, and the sun slices through your blinds and glares against your monitor.
"Is it light where you are?" you mumble, a songbird cooing and flapping away outside your window. His character goes still, no longer shuffling across the grass, just still. Strands of his hair animated to flow. It makes you smirk every time you think of it.
"Yeah, think so. Geez—"
"What if I was a stalker? Now I know the sun is up for you. That eliminates like... a lot of places," you say, very proudly and kind of worried. You don't rest well as it is, and now this boy might be giving out his address to random users.
"Okay, but is the sun rising or setting?"
"...Maybe it's neither," you hum.
"Maybe it's both."
It takes a second for him to laugh, and he's crazy but it's contagious. You shake your head and press your face into your palms to muffle a soft laugh. Hoping he doesn't hear you humor him. But you do, and he does.
"You're delirious, go have caffeine," you huff, definitely smiling, even with your jaw aching from wearing a headset for much too long. But you're sure the tightness in your neck is worth it when he hums softly and rustles with something on his desk.
"No," he whines, spamming the space bar, sending his character hopping down the grassy slope of the park's small hill. He sighs. "Alright, fine. Didn't feel like staying online anyway."
"Oh, hush, it'll be good for you. Plus, I gotta head out, and I don't want you missing me too much."
"Yeah, yeah," he mumbles, "but you better be on tonight."
"C'mon, baby, you know me," you say, head lulling to the side as he sprints back up the hill just to slip down once he's halfway there. He must be too tired to think about it. Because you've called him that once before, and it sent him reeling. He's glad the game wasn't designed for webcam gameplay. Not only would that be nightmarish, but you would immediately catch him beet red and fidgety.
He yawns.
"Alright, see ya."
You chirp something nice into his ear. Like a goodbye, but you'd never say it. He powers his desktop down and throws on a crewneck before heading a couple blocks north, hands shoved in his pockets the whole way. Head incessant with the thought of you. Even if he could stop it, he wouldn't. If you'd stay holed up in his noggin until the next supernova, he'd be satisfied. And the coffee shop is sticky and warm when he steps in from the chill.
But something makes him smile. Only a few tables have anybody seated there: mostly couples. Except, there's one person sitting alone. Occupying the table closest to the register, scarf draped over the back of the oaky chair, fingertips patting along a dim phone screen.
"Morning, two sugars," the barista chirps, "the usual?"
Keys hisses in a deep breath, eyes flicking over the extensive, swirly-lettered menu.
"You know what—?"
"Aw, break my heart, man—don't tell me you're switching it up on me now."
Keys chuckles with a shrug, "what can I say? I'm a sucker for a limited time offer. Gimme one of those seasonal drinks.”
"That's it, no more discounts for you," he huffs, already scribbling 'Keys' and a pouty face across the side of a bright orange cup.
"You were giving me a discount?"
"Keys," a soft voice chirps. And it's not something he could've imagined if he tried, because it sounds like you, and maybe this is some wishful thinking hat trick, but he turns to the side. And there you are. Arm perched on the back of the chair, torso twisted around to peer up at him. And he peers back. It's you. Wide-eyed and grinning.
"Hi," he pants, "it's you."
Your chair scrapes across the wood flooring, and you get real close to him like you're still not sure this is real life and not a simulator. Or you accidentally signed up for a drug-induced sleep study, and this is the desired, coma-adjacent lucid dream.
"In the flesh." You scoff, hands on your hips. He wonders if you're letting him look at you. It's a little perverted, but he's in denial, watching your mouth and the way it's so different from your in-game avatar. "I was hoping... I mean, I wanted it to be you. You sound like you."
He nods. And his hair flops into his face. Hides his soft pink forehead and the line between his furrowed brows.
"You're... taller than I thought you'd be. And you wear glasses," you say, lifting your hand like you're about to touch him. It makes him happy. He knows you—he's known you exclusively by your code and the sound of your voice, and yet your first instinct was to reach for him. And even though you drop your hand and glance away, he smiles.
"Disappointed?" he teases like he's expecting the rejection. Like you'll laugh and tell him to scram because yes, he's not what you had imagined. Maybe you had imagined him to perfection and doomed him in the process.
But you shake your head.
Decisively, a serious conclusion, borderline frowning at the sentiment. How could you be disappointed after spending days upon days doing absolutely nothing and everything with him. Just him.
You sigh, "You techies are always a wild card. To be honest, I'm just glad you're not a serial killer."
He chuckles and takes a deep breath. Letting it buzz through him because by some miracle, you're glad.
"I take it my dashing looks are just an added bonus," he huffs, raising his brows, but out of the corner of his eye, you smile. You don't laugh, but you smile. Brightly, too, sincere in the creases by your tired eyes.
"Toffee latte for... Keys?"
He scratches the back of his neck when you look away, feeling like he's sweating buckets all over the polished floor. Then you look back at him, lips only parted for a breath, mouth quirked. You look cute. Like he couldn't have imagined you sweeter. He just knows you're gonna leave him all syrupy and stuck on you after this.
"So... d'you—"
"Keys! Latte for Keys?"
"I think that might be you," you tease, nodding over to the pick up window with a grin.
"Oh. Oh, right!"
He hurries over to the disgruntled employee, grabbing his coffee and a couple of napkins and a stopper between his teeth before popping it into the lid. When he turns back around, you're not there. And his heart sinks. Frantic, he cranes his neck, spinning dizzily before catching your wave and the bell above the door. And you duck outside.
The cold smacks him into reality. It’s terrifying the way you look back at him with a smile because he’s been thinking about it since the day he first heard your voice. And now you’re letting him catch up to you, walking backwards with your arms crossed over your chest.
"Sorry for ditching. It was kinda stuffy in there—"
He chuckles, suddenly shy with the way you look right through him. And you’re right. Everything’s clearer. Crisp and frosty, but it’ll melt away with the sun.
"No, yeah, it's totally..." he huffs, "I know."
"Good, 'cause I was hoping you'd walk me home."
He shudders, not knowing whether it's the cold or the way you're so sure of him. Even with sweat rolling down his back. He doesn’t think he’ll make it as far as you plan on taking him. Not after you've flattered him enough to lay him bare on the sidewalk.
“You live around here?”
“‘Course I do. I’m not about to drive fifteen minutes for a cup of coffee,” you grumble, skipping over the cracked pavement where weeds sprout up into teensy yellow flowers. Then the toe of your show catches a jilted and offset curb, sending you teetering forward.
“Woah”—Keys catches you by the hand, too focused on the way your fingertips find their way to his, slotting down hard and curling. “I gotcha.”
“Pssh,” you scoff, tugging him close as an excuse to catch you breath. Only, you’re in the middle of the sidewalk and a biker wheels by with a groan. “White knight.”
“I prefer the term gentleman, but whatever floats your boat.”
You stick your tongue out at him when he takes a swig of his coffee and flinches away from it, fingers clenching around your knuckles.
“Hot?”
“Burning.”
“Thanks,” you say with a wink. And his tongue isn’t the only thing burning when it settles into his ears and nose.
“So, are you nearby, or…?”
“Oh! Yeah, this is my building.” You thrust a thumb over your shoulder and yeah, he’s hooked. So hooked he doesn’t realize you’re less than a block up the road from his building. He doesn’t realize he could have been yours. He could be yours, but he’s too hooked.
“Shit. Then I guess this is goodbye.” He leers up at the art deco apartment complex with a squint. Kind of disappointed before he realizes his palm is damp pressed to yours. Suffocating into the space you give him when he scuffs against the rough concrete.
“Guess so.” The sunlight beams from between the strands of his mussed hair, catching the rim of his lenses, and rendering you in awe. “At least we have the game.”
He scoffs. “We’ll always have the game.”
You shrug and tap the bottom edge of his cup. “And you’ll always have this.” Your finger traces the digits and dashes along until they’re dotted off with a heart. “Definitely didn’t slip him ten bucks for that.”
“You’re pretty desperate, huh?”
You smile. “Yup.” You squeeze his hand and tug him close to kiss the supple place his cheek dimples just slightly when he smiles. And he shifts a little. On accident. But suddenly, your mouth is pressed to the corner of his, and he’s short-circuiting when you pull away. “Sorry!”
“It’s… it’s okay, I’m not—I don’t mind,” he sputters and you laugh despite yourself, “Really, don’t worry about it, I mean, I’m not worried, it’s not a big deal, I just—”
You kiss him again. In front of the steps of your apartment building, holding his hand, and boiling him up inside. He can’t help but smile when you tongue at his bottom lip and drop his hand in favor of his waist. He thinks only you’d be so delicate with him. After all, it’s you. And when you pull away, his mouth is a little pink and a little slobbery, and you swipe your thumb across his chin.
“You better call that number,” you warn. He smirks.
“Beats talking to strangers on the internet.”
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reysdriver · 2 months
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okay wait so about the request thing…I love angst, so like…maybe an angst Keys thing? Whether it’s hurt/comfort or hurt/no comfort you can pick! Also feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to do it :)
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Keys spends his whole work day trying to make you feel better after you two get in a fight — keys x fem!reader angst & fluff
warnings: a bit of angst/fighting, but a lot of fluff tbh
words: 1k
a/n: to the requester, I'm sorry if this wasn't exactly what you wanted but I still like the result and I hope you do too
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You slammed your headset against your desk, causing your keyboard to clatter and your mouse to fall down onto the floor, but you didn’t care about any of that. 
“I’m going on my break now.” You announced angrily, then took off down the hall. 
You stormed past Mouser on the way, who had no idea about the precursor to your current meltdown. 
“What the hell’s up with her?” He asked as he sat down and rolled the chair closer to his desk. 
Keys was already standing up to follow you and answer that very question. “I’m not sure. I’ll be back in a minute.”
He followed you across the floor to the snack room, where you were attempting to calm yourself down by making a cup of tea. The door was still swinging behind you, but he closed it more gently once he came in. 
“What was that? What’s going on?” Keys asked you. 
“I should be asking you that.” You retorted. 
He just looked at you with a puzzled face, his stupid confused face. “What are you talking about? What did I do?” 
“You made me look like an idiot back there! I was trying to get that guy and you were just completely overtaking the operation!” 
“We got him, so what does it matter if we used my strategy or yours?”
“Because you think I’m stupid. Is it so unreasonable to be upset that my best friend thinks I’m incompetent?”
He just looked even more confused than before now. “I could never think that about you.”
Your water had finished boiling, so you poured the water into your mug. “Well, you ignored everything I said so you could go and kill him by yourself. We should have been working together.”
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Look, I’ve had to deal with this asshole before, I’m so tired of having to go after the same guy over and over. I’ve learned how to handle him, so I know how to go about things in the most efficient way. I’m sorry I took over the operation, I promise I won’t do it again.”
You emptied out a sugar packet into your drink, still mad at him but less so than a few minutes ago. You sighed as you threw out the paper package. 
“You can start making it up to me by volunteering to file the paperwork for banning him from Free City.” 
He seemed relieved with your proposition. “Yeah, absolutely! Will do.”
“Good.” You moved past him and opened the door to leave, steadily carrying your hot beverage. “And I’m on break right now but you’re not, so you better get on that.” 
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You hadn’t spoken to Keys since your argument in the snack room. It’s hard enough to completely ignore him on a day when you’re not at work, but it was so much worse when he was sitting right across from you. 
You got a confirmation notification on your computer screen about the ban paperwork that Keys had apparently just filed. Not even three seconds after you both received the message, your coworker had already stood up so he could speak over the glass partition between you two. 
“Did you see I wrote up the slip to get him banned?” He asked you urgently. 
You answered without even looking at him. “Yep, thanks for that.”
He didn’t sit back down. Keys just kept looking at you like he was waiting for something. 
“Do you want a pat on the back or something, Keys?”
“Do you forgive me now?”
You sighed and finally looked at him beyond just seeing him out of your peripheral vision. “I said I’d think about forgiving you. I’m still a bit pissed at you.”
He slumped back into his chair, then went back to his computer. A few seconds later, you got another push notification. 
Curious, as it had Keys’ name attached, you clicked on the little pop-up. It opened 2 messages from the man. The first was him apologising once more, and the second was a semicolon and closed bracket forming a little smiley face. 
Even though you weren’t all that mad at him, you still didn’t react to the small yet altogether cute gesture. You thought it would be fun to see what else he does to get you to forgive him. 
One more message floats up onto your screen. “Is it working?”
You typed a message in reply. “Sort of. Keep going.” 
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Throughout the day, Keys had dropped off several snacks on your desk, stuck up multiple post-it notes adorned with fun doodles on the glass partition between you, and sent you many more sweet messages. 
If you were being honest, you had forgiven him after the second gesture. If Keys was being honest, he had figured that out about an hour ago. But now it was the end of your work day, and Keys just had to make sure you two were okay. 
You were finishing up your last few emails of the day, and Keys had walked over to your side of the desk clump. 
“Okay, I know you’re busy, but I really don’t want us to end the day on bad terms. Have you forgiven me yet?” He asked desperately.
“That depends.” You told him, a soft smirk gracing your face. “Do you have one more offer or did you just come here to beg on your knees?”
He wasn’t on his knees beside your chair with his hands clasped together, so that kind of gave you the answer, but he answered anyway. 
“Will you forgive me if I buy you dinner? There’s that new Italian place down the street; we can go tonight and I’ll pay, even if it’s crazy expensive.” 
You tried holding back the giddy smile you felt coming on because of his offer, but you were sure that the expression was peeking through your facade. 
“That kind of sounds like a date.” You played innocent. “Keys, are you asking me out?”
“That depends. Have you forgiven me yet?”
“Not quite sure, I think you’ll have to take me out, and I’ll let you know soon.”
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kurtiezz · 2 years
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joe keery being a cowboy
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If I had a nickel for every time Joe Keery played a main/major character in something that also had a slightly creepy minor/side character named Keith played by Matty Cardarople, I would have two nickels.
Which isn't much, but it's weird that it happened twice.
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Fuck cops but also fuck cops
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arkhamknightz · 2 years
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Can you do a Walter Mckey x reader, where reader sees Millie and Keys being all buddy buddy and gets jealous and leaves the room and so Keys follows reader and then he tries to figure out what’s wrong and reader blurts out that they love him
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CANT STAND IT
summary: after seeing keys get close to millie again, you cant stand around and watch
warnings: angst? kinda? also short because after having to re-write this a billion times ive given up on making it longer.
keys and milles laughter echoed through the room. it had been a week after you all started working on bringing back life itself. you had originally joined their team after meeting keys at a coffee shop, he noticed you working on code at one of the tables and offered you his number. a week later you had helped behind the scenes with the game.
after life itself was finished they sold the game to soonami, and you all had gone your separate ways. keys had cut off contact from both of you, and you and millie stopped talking shortly after. so it was a surprise when millie contacted you about finding your underlying code in free city.
now you were standing in millies kitchen, glass of water in hand slightly getting irritated at their giggles. you peeked out the kitchen and saw a large smile on both their faces, you felt an ache in your chest as keys looked at millie like she put the stars in the sky. you wanted him to look at you like that.
you put your glass in her sink and walked into her living room grabbing your bag. you shut off your computer and walked out the room without saying a word. keys and millie looked at each-other confused, while mouser just rolled his eyes at them and went back to working.
you had clicked the button for the elevator when you heard a door open and quickly shut, a glimpse of keys face appearing in the crack of the door before it fully shut. you let out a sigh of relief, quickly getting out the elevator and starting the walk back to your apartment.
“y-y/n!” you could hear keys call out from behind you, the feeling of his hand on your shoulder making you jump. you turned around to look at him and he looked at you confused, “hey? why’d you leave is everything alright?” you nodded, looking down at your feet. “yeah. yeah everything’s fine don’t worry i just got tired.”
keys could easily tell you were lying, you had looked upset and you werent making eye contact, your hands were balled into fists and you impatiently tapped your feet. “no you arent y/n come on just talk to me-” you finally snapped. “im fine! can i go home now?” keys sighed. “im coming to your apartment and we’re gonna talk about this okay?”
you let out a groan and kept walking back to your apartment, keys silently walking next to you, trying to figure out what he would say. you walked into your apartment building and got into the elevator, still not saying a word to each-other. you could feel his eyes burning into the side of your head, suddenly feeling nervous under his stare.
it stayed silent as you two walked in, you put your bag away and keys leaned against the back of your couch, watching your movements. you looked at keys and rolled your eyes. “what keys?” he sighed. “you’ve been acting weird for a few days.. i just wanna know whats going on.”
“nothings wrong just drop it already.” he grabbed your arm as you were about to grab the tv remote. “come on. please just talk to me.” you finally snapped. “its you keys! you’re the problem! god i cant stand you and millie together because im fucking in love with you and i cant stand watching you two together!” his grip on your arm began to soften before it fully fell off.
he stood silent for a moment, the words that came out of your mouth finally registering in your brain. your eyes widened and you quickly backed away from him, a large ache in your chest. you both stood quietly on opposite sides of the room, you were right by the door of your bedroom and keys was still by the couch. you moved to walk in your room but he quickly spoke up.
“youre in love with me?” tears filled your eyes, that suffocating feeling in your chest growing and growing. he walked up to you and cupped your cheek in his hand, wiping away the tears that managed to slip from your eyes. “hey hey please don’t cry. c-come on look at me please.” he gently gripped your chin and made you look at him, his face softening even more as he saw the pool of tears gathering.
“i love you too okay? i always have.” you shook your head, the tears freely falling out of your eyes. “keys don’t lie to me don’t say things like that please stop” you looked down at the ground and you felt his hand on your chin again quickly lifting your head up and kissing you. he felt your stiffed figure slowly melt as he wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you closer.
your lips fit together like perfect puzzle pieces, you both kissed for about a minute before pulling away, looking up at keys with wide eyes. he softly smiled and kissed your forehead mumbling quietly. you looked up at him confused and he softly smiled. “i asked if you believed me now.”
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ryan-waddell11 · 1 year
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this Joe Keery look>>>>>
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Joe keery x Reader
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You were sat there watching Free guy, with your 7 year old daughter on disney plus. She loved the movie, she had watched it 12 times since it came out. You didn’t mind it either.
Keys came onto the screen..
“Mom, look it’s dad” She said pointing at the screen, you looked and saw your husband Joe on the scene. He was so gorgeous in any role he had. You had met Joe in college and you got married 2 years after college in 2012.
It was a beautiful wedding, your family flew all the way from England for the wedding. Joe’s mom and sister’s helped you pick out your wedding dress since your mother wanted nothing to do with the bridal side. She just turned up to congratulate you.
You never had a good relationship with your parents; they were always away on business trips while you were stuck looking after your younger brother. Your brother was a little angel. He was 11 at the time of your wedding.
You were getting ready and one of Joe's sisters said someone wanted to see you and then your little brother walked in the room wearing a suit and handed you some flowers. You started tearing up and gave him a massive hug.
Instead of your father walking you down the aisle, Your brother found it adorable how a little boy was walking his big sister down the aisle.
In 2016, Joe got the biggest role in his life as Steve harringron. He then grew as an actor and soon you was known as the wife of the famous Joe keery. It was weird at first but then you got used to it.
In 2017, You gave birth to your daughter. Joe was emotional when he saw his daughter for the first time. He had always wanted a daughter and now he had one. You both decided to name Grace Lillie Ann keery.
Here you were now in 2021 watching his newest movie where he was playing a geeky nerd. He still was good looking to you. It reminds of what Joe looked like when you first met in college all those years ago.
Grace had Brown hair and hazel eyes, she had inherited that from her father but she had your face shape and smile which Joe is thankful for. She was wearing her Scoops ahoy hoodie that she brough when season 3 came out. She loved meeting everyone when he took her on set. She was mostly fond of Gaten since she saw him the most.
3 months later…
Joe was in Indiana filming the fourth season of Stranger things, they were all in costume and they were on a break when all of sudden they heard..
“GATEN” They all looked to see your daughter running up to gaten. Gaten then picked her up while the cast members looked in awe,
Joe saw this and saw you and ran up to you, he was happy to see both of you and his other baby, he picked up his pet pomeranian that you got him for his 24th birthday.
Gaten then passed Grace around the cast members introducing her to Jamie and Joseph, Jamie was out of costume and Joseph was dressed as Eddie. Grace smiled and gave them both a high five. They accepted and gave her a high five back.
After everyone had held Grace…
“Daddy” Grace said running up Joe in his Steve Harrington Costume. Joe saw this and kneeled down and opened his arms so that Grace could land into his arms. Grace then jumped and landed into his arms and Joe pulled her close and gave her a giant hug.
“Oh no daddy you're hurt” Grace says as she looks at Joe who was wearing the outfit he was wearing when he went into the upside down world the first time. He has fake bite marks and scars and it upset Grace.
“NO DADDY” Grace says as she starts crying at the thought of her father being hurt. All the Cast then look at Grace in awwe. Grace then started to cry harder as Joe looked at her and started to comfort her.
“No sweetie daddy’s fine, it’s fake i promise you. It’s for the scene. Daddy’s not really hurt” Joe says while trying to calm your daughter down while tears fell down her cheeks.
“You promise” Grace said through some sniffles as she calmed down.
“I promise” Joe says reassuring your daughter while the cast members stood there in Awwe. On how good Joe was with her when she was upset. None of them not even gaten had ever seen her cry before so they were a bit shocked. A couple minutes later she calmed down and stopped crying.
You then went up to Joe and gave him a quick kiss before you took your daughter into her arms and rocked her to sleep.
“You better get back to filming, me and Grace will be sitting in your Trailer while you do this alright” You say as you say goodbye to the rest of the cast and put Grace back into the stroller and head to his trailer.
When you get there the trailer is in great condition as always, you still remember when Joe had to come shoot Season 2 and it was only a few weeks after Grace was born, he felt so guilty leaving you with a newborn so he made sure he got a new trailer to fit the needs of a Newborn so that you could come and stay in the trailer while he worked on scenes.
You then got Grace out of the stroller and laid her on the little bean bag that he bought for her to sleep on in 2018, when he was filming Season 3.
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etfrin · 4 months
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TIME FOR THE RAGING CONFESSIONS AND THE HUNGRY KISSES | TEASER | <3 | replacement [keys x fem! reader]
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keerywh0re · 2 years
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The Joe Kinks
A/N: first part of what ima call ‘The Joe Series’. its just hcs for joe keery characters. also this is solely for male readers cause ima guy.
~NSFW~
Steve Harrington-
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Hes a top but likes to be taken care of/ pampered when hes stressed.
I think hes a bit of a masochist- i mean homie gets beat up sm
“Ow! That hurt.” Steve jumped in shock, quickly reaching down to rub the sore spot on his thigh. “W-why’d you do that.” Feeling his body flush and heat up at the painful pinch from his co-worker.
Y/N shrugged saying “You just looked so cute in your little shorts.” matter-of-factly. 
Steve huffed, rushing to the back of the shop, desperately hoping no one saw his growing erection.
over all, i think hed be pretty tame. just wanting to be with his partner in a pure and intimate way.
“Your so ah- beautiful..” Steve mumbled, peppering Y/Ns neck with kisses. Keeping up with his slow and steady thrusts into his tight walls. “I love you.” Heat suffocated the boys, the only sounds in the room being soft words and breathy moans. 
“Steve..” Y/N pulled the older up by his hair, making them eye-to-eye, noses brushing together with each thrust. “I love you too.” 
The brunette came with a grunt, feeling the others cum paint his stomach soon after. Panting hard and going limp in Y/N’s arms, feeling complete bliss.
Keys-
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Hes also a top but more dom then steve
He would be very into receiving oral and light face fucking
also praise
Long, skilled fingers threaded through Y/N’s hair. Lightly tugging and pulling.. at first. The hand on his head quickly turned rough, gripping so hard his scalp burned, being pushed further and further down Keys aching cock. 
“G-ood boy, so good for me..” Keys stared down at the boy with lust filled eyes, biting his lip as he thrusted sharply. Relishing in the others gag. “Feel so fucking good around my cock.” 
The other man let out a pleased moan around the cock in his mouth, earning himself a few quick bucks and a spurt of warm cum dribbling down his throat and past his lips.
really really likes to be called sir. like really likes it.
“Hey Keys, is that code ready to be tested?” Y/N sat against Keys desk, eyes scanning over the others computer.
“No, not yet. Sorry man.” Keys huffs, clearly frustrated with his amounting tasks.
Y/N moves behind Keys, leaning close to his ear, rubbing his shoulders lightly. “Don’t worry sir, I’ll help you relax after work.” Smirking against his ear when the other shudders.
Kurt Kunkle-
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okokokokokok this man is def a switch. he tries to top but melts in your hands when you even slightly raise your voice or glare at him. but he does get courage sometimes and pushes you around.
“Kurt- I don’t- come on please stop-” 
“The- my viewers wanna see you!” 
“Kurt. Stop it.” Y/N rose his voice a touch. The sleep still evident in his voice, having just been woken up with a camera shoved into his face. He immediately paled when he saw Kurt freeze, heat rising up his neck and ears. Sitting up quickly, taking the brunettes face in his hands. “Baby I'm sorry, I didn't mean-” 
Y/N was cut off by a pained moan escaping Kurt's plush lips. Glancing down, noticing Kurt's jeans already tented, smirking to himself.
he definitely loves blood. 
praising him is a must too. he needs to know hes making you feel good no matter if hes top or bottom
“That’s it baby, youre doing so good for me, just like that..” Y/N softly praised Kurt as he rode his cock, moaning every time he slammed his hips down. Stroking his pale stomach, feeling it tense beneath his finger tips. “Feel so good around my cock.”
Kurt moaned at every word the other said, clenching his walls painfully tight when Y/N’s cock brushes against his prostate. Bouncing faster and faster, feeling his climax approaching. “Please.. more..” Was all he could mutter between whiny moans.
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll never stop telling you how fucking amazing you are.”
The simple affection had Kurt coming untouched. Whining and writhing around on the others cock.
we also already knows he has a voyeurism kink (which i needa just write a whole fic with that)
into very light pet play
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this! Lmk if people wanna be on my tag list and ty to my beta reader @danowh0re
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