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[80s4life]

Just Fly Away

Word Count: 744

Status: Not Requested (per say, it was asked about in the comment section once)

Valentines Prompt: Birds

Relationship: Joey Trotta x Reader

Fandom: Toy Soldiers 1991

Warnings: fluff, tiny angst (I think)

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{gif credit goes to @orchestratedtribute​}

Knocking as carefully and discreetly as physically possible, you threaten to bang the door down in frustration. You knew Joey was a deep sleeper, but it wasn’t to this extreme of an extent. Luckily, you hear his obnoxiously loud footsteps scrape across the tough wooden floorboards just as you make your fifth attempt.

Shooshing you with his index finger, he unlocks the door, lets you in, then locks it again. As soon as you know the coast is clear, you turn an annoyed expression in his direction, about to scold him.

“Hey Baby,” he smiles, your shoulders instantly slumping to smile at him goofily.

Sighing, your smile down at your feet, your resolve faltering, “You were supposed to be awake. It’s not easy sneaking in here, you know that...”

Rubbing his eyes shamelessly, he nods, “I know, but you’re just too good.” He sweet talks you like your some superhero.

“Ugh! Would you guys get a room?!” Billy pipes up from the bottom bunk, throwing a pillow over his ears from where he’s sat, facing the wall.

“Sorry, Billy,” you giggle, hopping up onto the top bunk.

Following behind you, Joey makes sure he gives your bottom a tap at the view, but settles down with another grown from Billy, getting up on the bunk. With some sort of second-hand nature, Joey eases into his normal position, laying in between your legs with his head cushioned by your thighs, staring out of the window. Content, you prop yourself against the wall, hands brushing through his soft, straight locks of hair. 

Staring out at the dark skies, you watch with lidded eyes as the moon fades to gray, the gray fading to a light blue, the blue fading to a burning red, and settling somewhere in the mix of orange in the early hours of the morning.

His voice startles at first, but you quickly resume your placement, forcing your heart to stop its merciless beating. “You know what you remind me of?” Joey asks, his mouth muffled from his head placement, propped up on his chin as he keeps his eyes trained on the scenery.

“Hm?” you ask, petting his hair with a loose-lipped smile.

“Those birds out there,” he points.

“Why?” you ask, you eyebrows scrunching together at the connection.

“You’re spirit. It’s free and adventurous like them out there. It’s one of the first things I noticed.”

You smile at the sentiment, Joey having never really told you what he saw in you, just rare occurrences like these that you store in the back of your mind with the others.

“You have this look in your eyes sometimes; like you see some value in something no one else does, just like a bird when it’s collecting small things or material for a nest. It’s pointless, but you make it special...and yours,” Joey smiles a little teary eyed.

Forcing his body to turn on its back, you stare at him lovingly and encouragingly. You could see where the conversation was starting to lead and you didn’t want him to talk about something he’s not comfortable explaining. It’s better to write off your shitty childhood and parents as just that, isn’t it? Just shitty parents.

“That’s something I’ve always wanted, but never thought I could have.”

Stroking his cheeks as stubborn tears streak the soft skin, you gaze washed over his entire face, your lips coming down to press against his forehead. Leaning back slowly, you then lean in again to kiss each of his eyelids, nose, and then his lips lightly yet carrying so much meaning.

“I love you, Joey.”

“I love you too, Y/N,” he sniffles, pulling you down to hug you close, shifting your positioning to just hold each other. “I’ll always love you.”

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Joey Trotta

Summary: Y/n couldn't sleep that night, so she took to looking at the stars. Only to find Mr Joey Trotta sitting on the grass, staring up at the stars as he held his sketchbook in hand.

Warnings: like, one swear word I guess

Y/n couldn't sleep that night. Her mind was too busy whirring with thoughts. She quietly got out of her bed, careful as to not wake up her sleeping roommate, and sauntered quietly to the window.

She opened the blinds and peaked through, staring up at the sky. It was pitch black out, the only light coming from the brightly lit stars and the full moon. Well, those would be the only lights if it weren't for the Warden keeping his office light on.

Her eyes went down to look at the grass, only to spot her favorite rule-breaking boy, Joey Trotta. How he hadn't been caught yet was beyond her, but she was sure that the Warden was busy dealing with other things.

Wondering what was going on in that creative brain of his, she quietly shuffled her way over to the door of her shared dorm room, and quietly opened the door. It made a slight creaking noise, which caused the girl to cringe and stop her movements. When she didn't hear a noise from her roomate, she carefully closed the door.

She stepped out into the hallway, creeping her way down the halls as silently as she could as to not awake any of the other kids, or alert the Warden that she was awake.

She made sure to dodge her way from the Warren's office, only to see that he was missing.

'Shit,' she thought to herself, 'he better not come around that God damn corner.'

Luckily that wasn't the case, as she could hear harsh whispers and upset voices coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Snuffy, Billy, Ricardo, and Hank must've been down in the cellar/basement thing trying to phone one of those dirty-talk/hookup numbers. God those boys need to get girlfriends.

She rolled her eyes at the thought, and quickly snuck to the entrance of the school before the Warden saw her. Once she got to them, she pushed open the door, forcing it closed quietly behind her as she stepped out onto the cold grass, making her way towards Joey, who was too caught up in drawing in his sketchbook to notice her.

What she hadn't realized, is how she looked. Her hair must have been a mess because she kept rolling around and turning with her pillow trying to sleep, her barefeet feeling cold and ticklish as the grass touched them. She was only wearing a pair of shorts and a baggy shirt that was too big for her, one of the sleeves hanging loosely off of her shoulder.

She wrapped her arms around herself, realizing that she should have brought a jacket or a sweater with her as it was cold out. But she was too preoccupied with thoughts of seeing Joey to do so.

She went over to him, going up behind him and lightly tapping his back with her foot to get his attention.

He quickly turned his head, his hands automatically flipping his sketchbook shut. He relaxed when he saw that it was only Y/n, and he smiled.

"Hey, what are you doing up so late?" He asked in a whisper.

Y/n moved to his side and sat next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder as he opened his sketchbook back up. "I could ask you the same question, Trotta." She remarked quietly.

Joey chuckled, "Billy tried to convince me to go with him and the boys to go down into the cellar. I said no, of course. I tried going back to sleep but I couldn't, so instead I just came out here without being caught and draw."

"Makes sense. I heard Warden telling them off when I was coming down here." Y/n replied as her eyes traveled up to the sky.

"Of course they got caught. At this point it's not even a surprise anymore. Anyway, you never explained why you're up." Joey whispered.

Y/n smiled, "I couldn't sleep either. So I got up, looked out the window and watched the stars. Then I looked down and saw you sitting here and thought 'why not go and see what's going on with him.' So that's why I'm here." She had an arm loosely wrapped around his waist as she huddled up to him.

Joey smiled, turning his head away from his sketchbook to look at her, "you look cold." He stated, his eyes traveling from her bare feet to the baggy t-shirt. He could feel her slightly shaking against him.

Y/n tilted her head to look up at him, "kinda."

He smiled at her warmly before putting his sketchbook and pencil down, wrapping his arm around her before leaning back onto the grass, lying them both down.

Y/n rolled over, huddling against the boy as she laid her other arm around his waist, her head resting against his shoulder.

"Is this better?" Joey asked as he held her close to him.

"So much better." She mumbled, her eyes starting to close, "but if I fall asleep, you better carry me back to my dorm. And try not to get us caught by Warden"

Joey let out another chuckle, "of course, babe. I'd never get us caught." He reassured before kissing the top of her head.

"Good." Was the last thing she said before she drifted off to sleep, leaving Joey laying there with her in his arms, looking up at the starry night sky with a warm smile until he thought it was time to go back inside.

Y/n could always count on Joey to make sure she fell asleep.

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Okay but to those of you who have never seen Toy Soldiers, yall are missing out. It's such a good movie and it's literally one of my many comfort movies

Joey Trotta my beloved ♥ ❤ ❤❤❤❤❤❤

#toy soldiers 1991 #joey trotta #x reader #imagine #wil wheaton

[classic80sand90smovieloves2]

So as I’m working on revising and posting my old content I figured I would give you guys a list of what I’ve previously written (and have yet to revise) so that you could request what you would like to see first.

Meeting and Dating~

The Outsiders

Steve Randle, Darry Curtis, Johnny Cade, and Ponyboy Curtis

Heathers

Veronica Sawyer, Heather Chandler Meeting, and Heather McNamara

Stand By Me

Chris Chambers, Teddy Duchamp Meeting, and Eyeball Chambers

License to drive

Les Anderson

The Burbs

Ricky Butler

Little Shop Of Horrors

Audrey Fulquard

Karate Kid

Ali Mills

Crybaby

Crybaby Walker Dating

Ferris Buellers Day Off

Ferris Bueller

Weird Science

Lisa, and Ian

Better Off Dead

Monique Junot

Summer School

Francis Gremp, and Larry Kazamias

The Sandlot

Benny Rodriguez

10 Things I Hate About You

Patrick Verona, Joey Donner, Kat Stratford, Bianca Stratford Meeting, and Cameron James

The Breakfast club

Allison Reynolds and Claire Standish

Toy Soldiers

Joey Trotta, and Billy Tepper

Dead Poets Society

Richard Cameron

Interview With The Vampire

Lestat, and Armand

The Goonies

Brand Walsh

Adventures in Babysitting

Brad Anderson, and Daryl Coopersmith

Dirty Dancing

Johnny Castle Meeting

Rivers Edge

Matt

My Bodyguard

Moody

Some Kind Of Wonderful

Ray

The Lost Boys

Sam Emerson, David, Star, Marko, and Alan Frog

Cant Buy Me Love

Ronald Miller

Lucas

Cappie Roew

Back To The Future

George Mcfly

The Princess Bride

Westley

Footloose

Ren McCormack, and Willard Hewitt

IT

Bill Denbrough

Like Father Like Son

Chris Hammond

Loverboy

Randy Bodek

Cobra

Cobra

White Water Summer

Vic

Dont Tell Mom The Babysitters Dead

Kenny Crandell

Screwballs

Rick McKay

School Ties

Charlie Dillon

Clueless

Elton Tiscia, Travis Birkenstock, and Cher Horowitz

Requested/Imagines or Nonromantic

Sick Cameron Frye Hc

Cameron Frye Crushing on the new girl

Raising Claudia

Heather Duke

Angsty Ace Merrill

Cameron Frye x Chubby reader

Westley x Reader x Buttercup

Jealous Lestat

Teddy Duchamp

Angsty Lestat

Lestat with a vampire

Modern Louis

Modern Lestat

Fluffy Johnny (Dirty Dancing)

Ted Logan having a crush on a girl in a punk band

Going to prom with Cameron Frye

Ricky butler having an obvious crush on you

Paul and Marko fighting over you

Being michaels twin and David’s girlfriend

Being Neil Perry’s crush and playing his love interest in a play

Having a baby with Joey, Billy and Ricardo

Nsfw Headcanons~

George Mcfly

Lestat

Gary Wallace

Wyatt Donnelly

Joey Trotta

Les Anderson

Heather Chandler

Cindy Mancini

Billy Tepper

Chris Hammond

Ricky Butler

Alan Frog

Threesome with Billy and Joey (toy soldiers)

Vic (wws)

Kenny Crandell

Threesome with Gary Wallace and Wyatt Donnelly

Ace Merrill

Charlie Dillon

Richard Cameron

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“Dude, dibs.”

“Fuck off, you can’t call dibs.”

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