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bunni-writing-desk · 1 year

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Can I request a Patrick Stump x gn reader? The reader helps out on tour (whether temporarily joining the band or part os stage crew is up to you) and it's them getting together (featuring the other band members if possible but they don't have to be prominent characters)

OMG yes ofc! thank you so much for the request and I'm sorry it took so long to get out! I had a lot of fun writing this one and I hope you enjoy reading it :]

"Stage Hand"

Patrick Stump x gn!stagehand!reader

warnings: cursing, Pete making sex jokes but no smut just him being pete

You stood off in the wings of the stage, hidden by the dark curtain legs. Watching was primarily what you did for this job, mostly there to make sure none of the guys hurt each other. Of course, you did other things such as check on the instruments, but you weren't the stage manager so you had little to do with all that. A clipboard was held to your chest, the only paper occupying it was the setlist to make sure they were staying on track.

Currently, Patrick was belting out the lyrics to Grand Theft Autumn. You were always astonished by his range and ability to sing like an angel. To say you had a little crush on the lead singer would be an understatement, you were nearly head-to-toe flustered goop watching him on stage. But you knew that it was wrong to get into a relationship with him, he was practically your boss and work relationships never end well from what you've seen on TV. But still, you continued to stare at him, you would brush it off if anyone asked, making it out to be that you were just worried Pete was going to run into him.

Speaking of Pete he was busy dancing around, his motions caught your eye for a second as your gaze shifted over to him. You raised an eyebrow, hoping he wouldn't try to stage dive like he did last time or pull you onto the stage. Pete caught your eye contact for a second, sending a joking wink your way which you laughed at. You and Pete were always good friends, way before the band ever started. The two of you jokingly flirt a lot, with no real feelings behind it, and often either of you makes funny disgusted faces at the other for some of the shitty pickup lines said.

You came back to the present when you heard the music stop, the end of the song. The gaze that drifted away during your thoughts traveled back to Patrick, checking up on him. He was sweaty and tired looking, the summer heat was getting to him as it hit midday. You were fairly warm as well, your all-black crew clothes making you practically soak up the heat. Of course, some of the heat was coming from staring at a disheveled Patrick Stump but you would dispute any claims of that.

Patrick took one of the plastic water bottles from on top of one of the amps and chugged half of it. Suddenly as he screwed the cap back onto the bottle he turned to you and caught your stare. He blinked once then broke out in a grin that made your face heat up more. Your surprised look made Patrick laugh as he grabbed the mic again.

Hours had gone by since Patrick caught you staring at him. The show had ended a little while ago and another band was busy playing their set on the mainstage. A different stagehand had taken your place since you had been on standby for hours with other bands before Fall Out Boy played their gig. You were sitting inside FOB’s tour bus next to Pete, trying to cool down from the summer heat. As much as you loved touring, during the summer months, it was hell for everyone involved. Patrick was lying in his bunk, taking a nap. That as much was evident by his slight snoring behind the curtain divider for his bed.

“I saw you staring at ‘Trick out there.” Pete had snickered right next to your ear. You whipped your head around to give him a death glare.

“I was not, I was just making sure you weren’t going to run into him like last time, Pete.” The annoyance was evident in your voice as you drew out your best friend's name. He shook his head, his smirk somehow getting bigger than before.

“Nah, you were just staring at him. Haven’t shaken that crush like you thought, huh?” You sighed at Pete’s teasing then looked over at Patrick’s covered bed where he was lying just on the other side so you couldn’t see him.

“Fine, okay, yes I still have that stupid crush on him,” You rushed out in a whisper, not wanting to take any chances in case Trick was just pretending to be asleep. “But if you’re thinking I’m going to act on it or tell him, the answer is no. You guys are my bosses, not to mention if something happened it would be fucking awkward for the rest of the tour.” You leaned back into the sofa more at the thought. Dealing with that much awkwardness for the rest of the summer would make this tour even worse than it already was.

Pete shrugged at your response. “Alright, but I’m here if you need to know how to get with him." He looked smug as if he had some power over you with knowledge.

You scoffed at Pete’s suggestion, waving him off. “Even if I was going to "get with him" I’m not going to take your advice.” You smiled, still a little annoyed, at your friend who just grinned back and took a drink from his water bottle.

Pete set his water bottle back down on the table taking a moment to add suspense before saying, “Sure you won’t.” He was challenging you and doing this on purpose but something in your mind just set off anyways.

You started your rant, sitting on the edge of the sofa seat now and already louder than before; “No, now I’m not going to use your advice to get with Patrick! I bet you have no idea what he likes anyways!” You threw your hands up in the air in exasperation but Pete only laughed at you. That wasn’t the reaction you were expecting, he rarely laughed at you unless something ironic had happened and… You turned around in your seat to find a groggy and flustered Patrick staring at you. Your jaw dropped to the floor in shock, how the fuck were you supposed to explain the shit you just said.

Pete got up from his seat and walked out of the door, yelling back something about not having sex in the bus. You cringed at the shouted words, setting your hands into your lap and turning back to Patrick. “So uhm… How much of that whole thing did you hear?” An awkward smile was set while you spoke, trying not to look like you wanted to crawl out of your skin at that moment.

“Well enough to process you saying "Now I’m not going to use your advice to get with Patrick." He quoted what you said just a few minutes before. Your face must’ve been extremely flushed at this point, you felt like you were going to overheat. Trick sighed and sat next to you on the sofa. He didn’t look mad which made you hope that he would feel the same way. “Do you… Do you like me or are you just trying to get with me? I need to know before I say something stupid.”

You opened and closed your mouth a couple of times, not knowing exactly what to say. “I-I do like you, I mean like-like you. Wow, I sound like a middle schooler.” Your voice trailed off at the end, realizing how childish you sounded, what adult says like-like in a real sentence? "What I'm saying is I'm not just trying to get in your pants, I do want a relationship with you.." You didn't have the heart to look at Patrick, worried that you had said the wrong thing.

Laughter is not what you were expecting to hear from him, you turned to face Trick with a questioning look. "I thought you and Pete were together?" He grinned at you, raising an eyebrow. Even you started to laugh after that question.

"No! Nonono, me, and Pete are like siblings! We just jokingly flirt a lot, but uhm.. if it makes you uncomfortable we can stop" You smiled and tried not to sound too lovestruck over Patrick's laugh.

All he did was shake his head at your words though and waited a few moments before speaking, "No it's fine, I just thought that you were with Pete and I didn't have a chance with you because of that." You stared at him for a little bit, deciphering his every word.

"What do you mean by that, do you like-like me too, 'Trick?" You chuckled at your semi-joke and waited for an answer uncomfortably. Hoping you hadn't made a joke at the wrong time, you nearly breathed a sigh when you saw Patrick open his mouth to say something.

"Well yeah, I like-like you." He laughed as well then stopped after a little bit. Patrick awkwardly cleared his throat and then spoke up again. "Uhm... Can I kiss you? I'm sure I'm not the best at it but I wanna try.."

You cracked a smile and gently held Trick's face, giving him a small Peck on the lips. His stunned and flustered face made you giggle which he smiled at. "You're so amazing, Trick…" You leaned your forehead against his and closed your eyes, taking in the moment.

Someone stomping up the steps into the tour bus made you both jump away from each other, not quite sure if either of you were ready for people to know yet. Pete walked into the main room, an arm covering his eyes. "Sorry, forgot my wallet!" He nearly shouted which made both you and Patrick start laughing at him. He removed his arm from his face, realizing you two were fully dressed and not doing anything.

Pete smiled and grabbed his wallet and as he was walking out you could hear him yell back at you, "You two are adorable together!", which made both of your faces heat up with blush.

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americas1suiteheart · 6 months

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Some stuff I'm working on right now! Hopefully I'll finish them before the end of the month, but you'll be getting some more reading content no matter what!! I'm excited to finish the Patrick stump one as it'll be the first fanfic I've wrote for him🤭🤭🤭 Stay tuned...

Edit: The both of them are finished (and habe been finished for a while, I just hadn't done this until now💀) so here's the links for them so you can read whichever one, or both

Better Off As Lovers (Patrick Stump x Fem! Reader)

Sick Days [The Twins x GN! Reader (Platonic!) ]

#bullet train #bullet train 2022 #tangerine bullet train #lemon bullet train #gender neutral reader #aaron taylor johnson #lemon x reader #tangerine x reader #brian tyree henry #patrick stump #patrick stump x reader #patrick stumph #fall out boy #fob #fob fanfic

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stump-o-matically · 7 months

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first post on ao3!

hey folks! i posted my first fanfic on ao3, it's a pete wentz x gender neutral reader fluff where he takes you to build a bear for the first time. you can find it here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50162302

enjoy!

#fall out boy #patrick stump #pete wentz #joe trohman #andy hurley #fob #fanfic #pete wentz x reader #pete wentz x gender neutral reader #fob fanfic #fob x reader

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suulponk · 2 years

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Hai! I've decided to start a bandom writing blog!! :]

I'll write for any member of Fall Out Boy, My Chemical Romance and Cobra Starship! I do X Readers (any gender, but i prefer to write gn or male). I also do member x member. I do any genre!

When requesting specify the person, reader pronouns (if applicable), genre and any specific ideas you have! I will not do anything that could be deemed "proship" (incest, pedophilia, noncon/cnc, zoophilia [including furries]) and if you were going to request something along those lines please block me!

[THIS POST WILL BE ADDED TO! IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS FEEL FREE TO ASK]

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mychemicalbarrett · 2 months

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mychemicalbarrett's masterlist

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Gerard Way:

Mikey Way:

Nothing yet!

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Frank Iero:

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Ray Toro:

Nothing yet!

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Pete Wentz:

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Patrick Stump:

Nothing yet!

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Joe Trohman:

Nothing yet!

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Andy Hurley:

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Gabe Saporta:

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William Beckett:

Nothing yet!

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Ryan Ross:

Nothing yet!

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Dallon Weekes:

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#gerard way x reader #andy hurley x reader #frank iero x reader #gerard way #joe trohman x reader #mikey way x reader #my chemical romance #fall out boy x reader #fall out boy #dallon weekes x reader #ray toro x reader #pete wentz x reader #patrick stump x reader #ryan ross x reader #Gabe Saporta x reader #william beckett x reader

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robinrunsfiction · 3 years

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Christmas/Winter Alphabet - B is for Baking

Pairing: Patrick Stump x Gender Neutral Reader Rating: General Requested By: None Word Count: ~300 Author’s Note: Fluffy fluff fluff

"Patrick, I'm back!" You called as you walked in the front door of the home you shared with your husband Patrick. Since it was the end of the year, your work was pushing to finish up a few projects before everyone took time off for the holidays so you had gone in on a Saturday to get some extra work done. As you shrugged off your jacket a smell made you crinkle your nose. "Patrick? Is everything ok?"

"Yea, yea, everything is fine!" He called from the kitchen, but you were not convinced.

When you arrived in the kitchen, Patrick had the window open and was fanning smokey air towards it with a cookie sheet "Patrick! What happened?!"

Patrick sighed, shoulders slumping. "I was trying to make your favorite Christmas cookies for when you got home from work, but I set the timer wrong and they burned up," he said nodding to the pile of charred cookies on another pan in the sink.

"Aww Patrick!" You smiled softly at him as you crossed the kitchen to give him a hug. "Looks like you have more dough, we could try again. But I'll be in charge of the timer."

"Probably for the best," Patrick laughed as you got to work together.

A while later you and Patrick were curled up on the couch, enjoying the second batch of cookies and hot chocolate.

"Patrick, these really are amazing! If this whole rock star thing doesn't work out, I think you got a backup plan as a baker," you winked at your husband.

"Only if you quit your job to run the timer full time," he smiled sheepishly.

"Deal," you grinned.

#patrick stump x reader #patrick stump fanfic #patrick stump fan fiction #patrick stump fanfiction #fall out boy fanfic #fall out boy fan fic #fall out boy fan fiction

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xxfanfiction-emo-trinityxx · 5 years

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Patrick Stump Masterlist

I’m currently editing the Masterlists, but because it’s so much I can’t do everything in one go. So the different designs are because of that. Sorry.

Unless mentioned otherwise, Reader is always written as gender neutral!

Party Gone Wrong

Genre: Angst / Fluff AU: yes, College AU Word Count: 2 159 Summary: Your best friend Patrick dragged you to one of those terrible house parties but while you worry about your drunken friend he starts making out with some girl.

Cupid (Part One) & Part Two

Genre: Angst / Fluff AU: yes, Charmed AU Pairing: Cupid!Patrick x fem!Reader Word Count: 2 377 (part one) & 1 933 (part two) Summary: you need a date to your sister’s engagement party, and luckily your strange, new neighbor Patrick is willing to help you out. If only he wouldn’t talk about being a cupid the whole time!

Trouble & Part 2

Genre: AU: yes, High School AU Word Count: 2 959 Summary: you’re known to get into trouble so why does sweet Patrick of all people take interest in you?

Emotional Turbulances

WARNING: CHEATING Genre: Angst / Fluff Pairing: Patrick Stump x Reader, Joe Trohman x Reader (endgame) Word Count: 3 138 Summary: During tour you get together with Patrick, except that also FOB’s other guitarist has taken notice of you

Hospital Guitar Critic

WARNING: CAR CRASH Genre: Fluff AU: yes, Hospital AU Word Count: 3 290 Summary: after having been in a traumatic car crash you have to stay in hospital for a few weeks. After having seen thr guitar in your room, your doctor, Patrick, sometimes stays after his shifts to play for you

When Friends make a Mess

Genre: Fluff AU: yes, College AU Pairing: Patrick x fem!Reader Word Count: 1 655 Summary: Patrick’s in love with you, and he’s okay with you not knowing. If only his friends wouldn’t have gotten him into a situation where he has either to confess or lie!

We Were So Good & Part Two

Genre: Angst / Fluff Pairing: childhoodfriend!Patrick x fem!Reader Word Count: 2 533 (part one) & 1 678 (part two) Summary: Patrick and you have been friends since you can think. After meeting again after not having seen each other for years, your relationsship changes

Favorite Record

Genre: Fluff Word Count: 4 740 Summary: Everytime you go to your favourite record store you see that blonde stranger who can’t help but stare at you

4am anxiety

Genre: Hurt / Comfort Word Count: 3 181 Summary: overwhelmed by anxiety you get up in the middle of the night. Luckily Patrick is awake too and keeps you company

Annoying Vines

Genre: Crack / Fluff Word Count: 1 463 Summary: You and your friend Joe always reference Vines to each other. Your boyfriend Patrick feels left out.

Extra Classes

Genre: Fluff AU: yes, College AU Word Count: 3 086 Summary: Patrick is your tutor and somehow you can’t help but fall for him

Along With The Secret Relationship Comes…

Genre: Crack / Fluff Word Count: 1 861 Summary: Patrick and you are keeping your relationship secret, but that doesn’t mean he has to like his friends’ attempt at setting you up with other guys.

Moshpit

Genre: Fluff Word Count: 1 500 Summary: After coming home with many bruises from participating in a mosh pit, Patrick takes care of you

The Worries About Those You Love

WARNING: SELF-HARM Genre: Hurt / Comfort Word Count: 1 881 Summary: Patrick knows you’re not doing fine at all and does everything he can to prove his love to you

I Got The Ring

Genre: Fluff Pairing: Patrick x fem!Reader Word Count: 1 817 Summary: You want to propose to your boyfriend Patrick

Beach

Genre: Fluff Word Count: 1 755 Summary: Patrick finds you sitting at the beach, lost in thoughts

Piano

Genre: Angst / Fluff Word Count: 3 323 Summary: You’re FOB’s new touring pianist and Patrick really started taking a liking in you. But why does Pete, who knows about Patrick’s feelings, have to get so close to you?

The Red Dress

Genre: strangers to lovers Pairing: Patrick x fem!Reader Word Count: 2845 Summary: Your former crush from High School meets you again and suddenly is far more interested in you than you feel comfortable with. Luckily a handsome stranger jumps in pretending to be your boyfriend.

Babysitting

Genre: strangers to lovers Word Count: 1 715 Summary: you’re babysitting the neighbors’ kids, but their uncle has been sent as a babysitter as well, so you spend the evening looking after the two kids together

Debt

Genre: Fluff AU: yes, Record Store AU Word Count: 2 853 Summary: At your job in the record store an anonymous person always slipps cute notes into your locker. You really hope that person is your sweet coworker Patrick.

Cancelled Scene

Genre: Fluff Pairing: Patrick x actress!Reader Word Count: 1 660 Summary: You’re working alongside Patrick for music videos. Now he only has to find the courage to ask you out.

Troubled Thought

Genre: Angst, Hurt / Comfort, Fluff Pairing: Patrick x fem!BandMember!Reader Word Count: 4 437 Summary: It’s the reader’s birthday on tour, but she’s having a shitty day, and Patrick who she shares a room with, tries to make up for everyone else forgetting about her.

Turned

Genre: Angst, Hurt / Comfort AU: yes, Vampire AU Word Count: 2 721 Summary: You get attacked and bitten by the Vampires you were hunting. Patrick proves to you that that doesn’t make you a monster

A Little Sweetness Keeps Just out of Reach

Genre: Angst / Fluff Word Count: 2 452 Summary: At his birthday the band surprises Patrick by performing one of his songs for him. But the song holds more meaning than that both for him and you.

Drabbles:

14,15&21: You’re coming home with me

Genre: Hurt / Comfort Word Count: 1 364 Prompt: “Take. It. Off.“ & “Well, you’re coming home with me, whether you like it or not“ & “He’s a bad kisser.“ Summary: After a bad first date your friend Patrick consoles you, proving to you that you don’t need to be anybody but yourself to find love

29, 90 & 95: Trust me

Genre: stuck in an elevator trope Word Count: 848 Prompt: “Come over here and make me.” & “Trust me” & “You’re cute when you’re all worried.” Summary: You hate elevators. And then you get stuck in one together with Patrick.

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bunni-writing-desk · 1 year

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Hey there! Not sure if you��re doing requests, but if you are, could I request something with Patrick Stump from Fall Out Boy? I’ve been having a really bad couple weeks with my mental health and it seems like things are only getting worse. Could you incorporate that into something where Patrick can tell how bad you’re stressing and tries to make you feel better? Sorry if this didn’t make any sense. Love your writing!

dw I understand you :] I hope things get better and here's a fic to help

"Help"

Patrick Stump x reader (gender not mentioned)

not really proof read so there may be some mistakes. Not really sure how to feel about how this turned out, but I think it's okay. Sorry this took so long to get out, life's been crazy and had a bit of a writer's block for a while, I hope you like it :]

Now cross posted to A03!

(this is one of my favorite Patrick photos cause he looks a bit like SpongeBob)

You had been sitting in your room for a while, waiting for your boyfriend Patrick to get home from the studio. You had been stressed to all ends with work recently and you had started to stumble through the days. Your giant fluffy blanket Pat had given you was wrapped around your shoulders, keeping you warm in the cold house. The house had been cold all day since you didn't have the energy to get up and turn up the heat. Your body was aching and your muscles felt like you had run a marathon the day before. It had been especially bad today and you didn't know why. You had been trying to hide how tired you were from your boyfriend, thinking that he was stressed enough with making a new album.

The next moment you could hear the front door unlocking and swinging open. You lifted up your head from your hands when you heard Patrick call out to you from the front hallway. "Y/N? You still awake?" Still awake? How late had it gotten? You looked at the windows covered with thin curtains and found no light coming through the fabric, showing that the sun had long ago gone down.

The door to your shared room opened, Patrick peaking into the room. He looked you over then softly asked, "You okay?" He walked into the room and shut the door behind him after you made a humming noise. He walked up to the bed and sat on the edge of it next to you. He raised a hand up to set over your shoulders before hesitating. "Are you okay with touch right now?" You gave a quick nod and he gently set a hand on your shoulder, going back and forth between your shoulder blade and upper shoulder. He made the small motion for a little bit, wanting you give you space before he asked another question.

Patrick started humming, some sort of song. The tune wasn't fast or rushed and his voice was light. You didn't recognize the melody, presuming that it was a song on the new album that Fall Out Boy was recording. After he had hummed the tune for a little he trailed out, letting the both of you sit in silence for a small while. "Did something happen, baby?" You made a little noise, you honestly didn't know if one thing had caused this feeling. "A lot of things," You answered softly and slowly. "Just been.. stressed out.." Patrick nodded and ran his hand up and down your back, encouraging you to talk more if you needed to. "Alright.. here's some things I can do to help, let me know if any of these can work for you, okay?" You barely nodded, twitching your head down to show him you understand.

"I can.. give you some space if you need it, I can run a bath for you to help you relax, and/or I can just sit here with you as long as you like." He tenderly smiled at you. "and don't worry about if I want to do any of that because I do, I want to help in whatever way works for you."

A faint smile played over the corners of your lips. "Could you.. run me a bath? and stay with me?" You softly mumbled out the words, just loud enough for your boyfriend to hear.

"Of course, baby." Patrick stood up from the bed and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I'll be back." He slowly left the bedroom, leaving the door open a little bit so you won't feel so closed off from the rest of the house. A small stretch rippled through your muscles, finally moving after so long. You groaned, most everything still in pain. Lifting the blanket off of your shoulders and getting up from the bed. A sigh fell from your mouth as you strain your arms up, some of the tension disappearing.

Footsteps near the entrance to the room brought your attention up. Seeing the strawberry blond hair of your boyfriend, flop in front of his face. "Bath is ready, hun." His gentle voice reached you and you responded with a nod. Stretching cause more pain, but it helped you into getting the motivation to start walking. The first few steps out the door felt like a breath of fresh air. You hadn't realized how stuffy the room had felt until you were out in the hallway.

When you got into the bathroom, steam was rolling off of the water in the tub and a small stool had been sat next to the edge for Patrick to sit by you. The two of you had set boundaries a while ago and you were comfortable being undressed while around him and not expecting anything to happen. This type of situation had happened before and Patrick ensured everytime that he was only there to make you feel better.

Still, often he would ask things like he did now, "I can turn around while you get undressed, if you're not comfortable with me seeing you right now." You were always enamored with how much he cared, how he would always ask such simple things that meant everything to you.

You nodded your head yes to his question, a little self conscious at the moment. He turned around, facing his back to you and putting his hands over his eyes, which made you chuckle softly. You peeled off your clothes and put them as neatly as you could in a pile on the counter.

The water was warm and comforting as you stepped into the bath. "You can turn around now." You let Patrick know that you were okay and he turned back to sit on the little stool.

He rested his chin on the palm of his hand, staring lovingly at your face. "You're so pretty, my love." His compliment made little butterflies fly around in your stomach.

For a while the two of you sat and talked, occasionally Patrick would sing some of the experimental lyrics to songs he had thought up. After maybe an hour of soaking in the bath you felt extremely tired, nearly nodding off while the strawberry blond was speaking to you. Patrick hummed in thought. "I think it's time we go get some sleep. It's pretty late now." You nodded and he pulled the drain from the bathtub, letting the water out.

As soon as you stepped over the edge of the tub Patrick handed you a fluffy towel. One that was not too fluffy that wouldn't dry but was soft enough to not feel harsh. You dried your hair then dried the rest of yourself while Patrick was facing away again. Some fresh clothes were folded on top of the counter, which you took and dressed into. The clothes were some of your favorites, your long and soft plaid pajama pants and one of Patrick's worn out band t-shirts.

Pat turned back to face you when he stopped hearing the shuffling of clothes. "Ready for bed?" He had a smile on his face, a loving gleam to his eyes from seeing you wearing his shirt. You nodded, a gentle smile now gracing your features. You were still tired and of course not everything felt better, but the world felt a little lighter with Patrick right there with you.

Both of you climbed into the bed, Pat turning off the bedside light. He pulled the blanket up over both of you and pulled you closer to himself. You cuddled a little into his chest. The tired feeling only persisted, but with Patrick holding you, you fell asleep quickly. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head before drifting off himself, happy he could help you feel a but better.

#patrick stump x reader #patrick stump freeform #patrick stump #fall out boy #fall out boy x reader #patrick stump x gender neutral reader #fanfic writing #fanfic #FOB #fall out boy fanfiction #x reader fanfiction

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americas1suiteheart · 21 days

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I love all of you guys that have been reposting and commenting on my works! Another chapter of Weird Science is in the making, as well as two new additions of my Patrick Stump x Reader series.

#fall out boy #patrick stump #fob #gender neutral reader #egon spengler #egon spengler x reader #ghostbusters #ghostbusters 1984 #patrick stump x reader #fanfic

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americas1suiteheart · 1 month

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Can I Lay In Your Bed All Day?

Patrick Stump x Reader

Here's the Ao3 link if you prefer to read on there!!

Summary; No summary, just some tooth rotting fluff.

Notes; I literally came up with this while listening to Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner so this was quickly thought up.

Warnings; None, no profanity or anything.

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It had been the late weeks of autumn as it got closer to winter, and it was getting colder and colder in Chicago everyday and the wind was becoming more fierce by the passing hours. Unfortunately the radiator, which was probably older than your parents, didn't warm your room or house up all that much and stopped very often, so you would just have blankets piled up on top of you.

Thankfully, your best friends had working heaters that ran throughout their houses, and they were very kind to let you stay at their place for a couple hours or even stay the night when it was coldest.

"Hey, Patrick. Thank you so much for letting me come over, I think this was the coldest it's been so far, I would've frozen to death!" You joke, standing at Patrick's doorstep, bundled up all sorts as it was 20 some degrees outside.

"Yeah, of course Y/n. You know you're always welcome here, come in before you freeze." Patrick says with a smile on his face, closing the door after you'd already gone inside.

You take all of your coats and scarf off and hang them on his mom's coat rack, a spot always there for yours because of how often you were there now.

"Patrick, is that Y/n?" Patrick's mom called out from the kitchen.

"Yeah, they're here, mom!" Patrick called back.

You followed behind him into the kitchen and went to hug his mom when you saw her.

"Hey, Ms Stumph. How have you been?"

"Hey, Y/n. I've been the same since the last time you saw me 2 days ago. How about you, hon?" She joked.

"That's good. I've been cold, that's about the same it's been, though." You laugh.

Patrick smiled. He loves how you and his mom get along so well and how you two already knew each other well enough to be so close.

"Good thing it's nice and warm in here then. Alright, you two go and hang out, I'm making lunch now and I'll call you two over when it's done."

"Alright, mom. Thank you." Patrick says, hugging her.

Patrick begins walking out of the kitchen and you follow behind him, giving Ms Stump a thank you before leaving.

Patrick's house was always so homey. The brown carpet played throughout the floors of the home, the old brown wooden panels on the walls, and even the smell an old house has.

Patrick enters his room and sits on his bed, you going and sitting next to him.

"Do you want a blanket?"

"Please." You say, smiling at Patrick.

Patrick gets up and goes into his closet, pulling out a big blue and grey blanket.

"Here, both of us could share it." Patrick says, throwing the blanket at you and falls onto the bed.

You unfold it, that is if you could even call it folded when it was just lazily balled up, and spread it out, laying it on top of Patrick and it wrapped around you, still sitting up.

"Lay down, dude." Patrick laughs, patting the space next to him.

You'd always had a little crush on Patrick since you first became close friends with him that only grew every time you saw him or even just simply interacted with him whether it be on the phone or in person.

You lay next to him and get under the blanket more, looking at the ceiling covered with glow in the dark stars. (AN: You can't tell me he wouldn't have those little glow in the dark stars on his ceiling I mean, come on it's so him.)

It was now so much warmer than before, Patrick's warmth was radiating off of him and being under the blanket make it even warmer, and it didn't make it any different from how hot your face probably was at the moment.

The two of you just stayed under the blanket for what felt like forever, but you wouldn't complain about it and say you didn't like it.

"This is nice. We should do this more often, especially when it's gonna get colder in the winter." Patrick said, turning his head to face you.

"I agree." You prop up your head on your arm, now looking down at Patrick.

His eyes, oh my gosh, his eyes. It was always so nice to look into them, the colour was like one you've never seen before, it was his colour.

Suddenly there were two knocks at the door. "Lunch is ready if you two are hungry." Ms Stump says.

"Okay, thank you, mom!" Patrick shouts to make sure she heard.

You and Patrick stay in the same spot for a few more minutes, it becoming slightly more awkward as the minutes passed.

"Um, do you wanna go eat?" Patrick said, clearing his throat after sitting up.

You nod in response, getting off of his bed and following him behind as he did the same and headed into the kitchen.

Two bowls of tomato soup and two grilled cheese sandwiches sat on a paper plate on top of the counter. It was such a comfort food for you, and it was going to be so much better because of the cold.

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You and Pattick layed on his bed under the covers, it was still cold for you somehow, despite the heater being on and being under a blanket.

You debated on asking Patrick if you could get another one, but figured it'd be too much to ask for. Even if you two have been friends for a while, you were still hesitant and nervous on asking him of something, regardless of how many times he'd assured you it was fine and to not worry.

Appearantly you were being obvious about the fact that you were still cold.

"Are you still cold? Do you want me to see if I have any more blankets?" Patrick said, sitting up.

"No, no it's fine. Please just, please lay back down its warmer that way." You say, hesitantly saying the last part.

Patrick looks at you, mouth slightly agape. He had an expression on his face that you couldn't exactly pinpoint, wasn't a bad one, but that's only based off of what you were seeing.

"Uh, yeah, yeah. Um, totally." Patrick awkwardly says, his face slightly flushed as he laid back down underneath the blanket.

You don't even know if you were still cold at the moment, the scent of Patrick was filling your nose and it was the only thing you could think of now.

Patrick shivers slightly under the blanket, as the heater had just turned off a few minutes ago, and covers himself a little more.

You slowly scooched closer to Patrick, being no more than an inch away from him.

You continue to just stare at the stars on Patrick's ceiling. Noticing some of them were put on in the order of some constellations and you smile to yourself. He's so perfect in every way. He had a few shelves full of action figures and some lego star wars ships sitting on other shelves across the room. His room was small so it amazed you how much he was able to fit in his room, but he did it in a somewhat organized manner.

Patrick turns around and drapes one arm over your torso. You freeze for a few seconds, but quickly get comfortable to the feeling.

"Is this okay? I should've asked I'm sorry." Patrick says taking his arm off, his voice a little over the volume of a whisper.

"No, you're fine, please stay." You say, turning your body towards him.

You laid, cuddled into Patrick's chest as he held you, drawing shapes on your back and humming some song you didn't know.

You felt your eyes begin to get heavy, and soon enough you fell asleep. You'd definitely have to do this more often now.

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Towards the end I had NO CLUE what to do with it, so it's a little weird, sorry about that. This one was fun though.

#patrick stump x reader #patrick stump #Pre album fob #fob AU #fall out boy #pre hiatus fob #gender neutral reader

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Patrick Stump Stories

Merry Christmas, I Missed You So Much (Patrick Stump x Gender Neutral Reader)

Valentine’s Challenge 2019 - Favorite Record (Patrick Stump x Gender Neutral Reader)

A Little Less Sixteen Candles... (Patrick Stump x Female Reader)

Sleep Tight (Patrick Stump x Reader)

On A Summer Day (Patrick Stump x Female Reader)

I’m Feeling Hot and Wet (Patrick Stump x Female Reader Smut)

Twelve Days of Christmas (And Winter) Stories 2019 - Day 5 (Patrick Stump x Gender Neutral Reader)

Do You Wanna Feel Beautiful (Patrick Stump x Female Reader Smut)

Can’t Blame Me For Hating It (Patrick Stump x Female Reader)

Winter/Christmas Alphabet 2020 - B (Patrick Stump x Gender Neutral Reader)

Winter/Christmas Alphabet 2020 - O (Patrick Stump x Female Reader)

#patrick stump x reader #patrick stump fanfic #patrick stump fan fiction #patrick stump fan fic #patrick stump imagines

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Twelve Days of Christmas Challenge Day 5 - Patrick Stump

Pairing: Patrick Stump x Gender Neutral Reader Rating: None Requested By: None Word Count: ~1,100 Author’s Note: Points if you can name the Dashboard Confessional song I was inspired by during the writing of this story! I used the prompts “You’re under the mistletoe so stop stalling and just kiss.” and“I guess… this is when we kiss?” and “You’re perfectly welcome to kiss whomever you wa–”

You had just arrived at your friend Christine's house for the Christmas party she was throwing. The place was full of people, and you could hear the music before you got in the door. When you got inside, you found Christine to say hello. She was sitting on the lap of her boyfriend Pete.

"(YN)!" She grinned jumping up and wrapping you in a hug.

"Hey!" You said returning the hug. "Hey Pete, how's it going?"

"Good. Gang's all here now," he said with a cocky smile.

"Wait, you mean…"

Christine rolled her eyes and waved off Pete. "Ignore him, it's not like you're gonna get stuck under the mistletoe with Patrick."

It was your turn to roll your eyes. You liked Pete. And Andy and Joe. But there was something about Patrick. You two never seemed to get along quite right. Even when you both agreed on a topic, it still felt like you were at odds. Pete swore up and down that there was no bad blood from Patrick, but you couldn't help but be annoyed with him, as he always seemed annoyed at you.

"Where did you hide the mistletoe?" You asked looking around suspiciously.

"That's for me to know, and you to maybe find out!" Christine winked at you before plopping down on Pete's lap again.

You wrinkled your nose and shook your head as you made your way to the kitchen for a drink. You greeted your friends that were assembled there and after chatting for a bit, you decided to head back into the living room to talk to Christine again. You didn't notice as you started through the doorway that Patrick was coming through from the other direction.

"Stop!" You heard Christine shout.

"What?" You asked looking around, concerned about what was happening.

"Look up!" She grinned.

Your eyes went wide as you realized what was happening. You looked up and then at Patrick. "Oh come on," you groaned.

"Seriously?" Patrick whined.

"Yep, you gotta!" Pete grinned.

“You’re under the mistletoe so stop stalling and just kiss," Christine argued. You glared at her in response. "The longer you stall, the longer you have to kiss!"

"What?!" You shouted. "That's not how this works."

"It's my house, it works like I say it does!"

"You don't have to," Patrick said quietly, which surprised you, as you hadn't ever heard him talk to you so softly. You turned to look at him, startled to see he seemed disappointed.

"No, its ok, I can play along," you said taking a deep breath as you squared yourself up to him. "I guess this is when we kiss?”

"Are you sure?" He asked.

You nodded. "Let's do this."

“You know you’re perfectly welcome to kiss whomever you wa–” he started but you cut him off by leaning in and pressing your lips against his.

At first he stiffened in surprise, before relaxing and kissing you back. Then to your surprise, his hands found your waist and you were leaning into him.

After a moment you became conscious of the cheering and lewd remarks being shouted at you and Patrick by other drunk party guests and you quickly pulled back. Before you knew what you were doing, you were pushing through the crowd and rushing to the safety of Christine's room. You hurried inside and shut the door behind you as you sank onto her bed.

You didn't understand. Patrick always seemed to dislike you, to be annoyed when you came around, like he wanted to get away from you. You kissed him to get Christine and Pete off your back, but then you felt something from him. He kissed you back. He didn't have to, but he did, he kissed you like he meant it. And then he put his hands on your waist. And you liked it.

You were snapped from your thoughts by a knock at the door. "(YN)?" You heard Patrick say from the other side.

"Yea, come in."

Patrick walked in and shut the door behind him. "I just wanted to say sorry for… that."

"I'm just so confused. You act like I annoy the crap out of you and then when I kissed you, you kissed me back. Like, you didn't have to, but you did Patrick!"

"I know."

"So," you said shrugging dramatically. "What the hell?"

"I'm sorry, it's just," he paused for a moment and bit his lip. "It's just that I really like you, and I try to convince myself that you're annoying because I know you'd never go for a guy like me."

"What, a guy who is cute and talented?" You snapped, realizing your tone was harsher than you intended making your compliment seem like an insult. "Sorry. But it's true, you are. And I would."

"Seriously?" He asked skeptically.

"Yea," you shrugged. "You just never gave me a chance."

"Sorry," he muttered again, looking down at his shoe that was kicking at the corner of Christine's rug.

"So take your chance."

Patrick looked up. "What?"

"Would you like to go out sometime Patrick?"

"Yea," he beamed. "And I really wanna kiss you again."

"Then do it," you smiled, standing up as he closed the distance between you. He again put his hands on your waist, and he bit his lip again. For a moment you held your breath, certain that he must have been messing with you, that he wasn't about to kiss you.

"(YN)," he said your name in the same soft tone that he used when told you you didn't have to kiss him before. It pulled you from your thoughts and you were looking into his blue eyes.

"Yea?" you breathed and his lips were on yours gently, but when you didn't pull away, he started to kiss you deeper. You put your hand on his chest and as the intensity grew, your fingers grasped at the material of his shirt, clutching at it like a lifeline.

You parted your lips to deepen the kiss, an invitation that he accepted. Then you took a step back toward the bed behind you, pulling him along. Just as the back of your legs hit the bed frame the door burst open.

"Oh, sorry didn't know this room was taken," the guy grimaced while the girl under his arm giggled. They closed the door behind them as they went to find somewhere else to hook up.

"Do you wanna go back down to the party?” Patrick asked.

“Sure, we can pick this up again later,” you said with a wink.

"Good talk?" Christine asked when you rejoined her downstairs.

"You could say that," you said returning the smile that Patrick was giving you from across the room where he stood talking to Pete.

#patrick stump x reader #patrick stump fanfic #patrick stump imagines #patrick stump fan fiction #patrick stump fan fic #fall out boy fan fiction #fall out boy fanfiction #fall out boy fanfic #fall out boy fan fic

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Merry Christmas, I Missed You So Much

Pairing: Patrick Stump x Gender Neutral Reader Rating: General Requested By: None Word Count: ~1,500 Author’s Note: There is an amazing little Christmas song on youtube by Taking Back Sunday called "Merry Christmas, I Missed You So Much" and I highly recommend listening while reading this. Also huge shout out to @x-whyareyoureadingthis-x for suggesting a Christmas story with Patrick. I knew I wanted to write something with this song, but I needed that little push of inspiration so thank you thank you, I hope you enjoy!

You sat staring out the window of a cafe, watching shoppers pass by with bags full of presents, grins on faces, faint laughter just on the other side of the glass. It was a damp, foggy afternoon, the kind of weather you loved, especially this time of year. The way the Christmas lights sparkled against the grey mist was something magical to you.

But the happy people and twinkling lights couldn't fill the hole you felt in your heart. Your boyfriend Patrick was away on tour with his band Fall Out Boy. They were just starting to gain popularity and they had been touring almost nonstop.

You were attending Northwestern University and you were really hoping Patrick would be back around Chicago for at least a few days while you were off for winter break, but no such luck. You understood that this really was his dream and you supported him completely, but that didn't mean it wasn't tough.

You found yourself envious of your friends making plans with their significant others for over the break. Sure you'd head over to your parents house for Christmas, but it wasn't the same without him.

Suddenly your phone started ringing in your pocket. Pulling it out, you grinned seeing it was him.

"Hey Trick!"

"Hey baby, how's it going?"

"Just taking a break from studying to get some more coffee so I can stay up all night studying," you said rolling your eyes. He laughed softly on the other end. You sighed, you missed that laugh so much. "Where are you guys tonight?"

"Somewhere in Jersey, I don't even know, I'm just glad to be out of that damn van. (YN), it smells in there... it smells so bad!" He cried dramatically and you laughed heartily at his suffering. You wanted to tell him it served him right for being gone so long, but you couldn't ever tell him that, you’d feel too guilty.

"Ugh, I miss you so much," you said rubbing your tired eyes.

"I know, I miss you too," he replied quietly.

You both sat silently on either end of the call, thinking about all the things you wanted to say. Suddenly from his end there was a commotion.

"The guys are back and we gotta go to soundcheck. I love you (YN)."

"Love you too Patrick, tell the guys hi for me."

"Will do, talk to you later," he said before hanging up.

You sighed as you slide your phone back in your pocket, pulled on your jacket and headed out into the cold evening. You did have finals to study for and throwing yourself a pity party in a coffee shop wouldn’t help anything.

Later that evening you were staring at the piles of notes in front of you when your roommate Molly knocked on your door.

“Hey, so I’m actually gonna leave for winter break early. Ben got us an earlier flight to his parents’ out in Denver!” She said, excited by her news.

“Oh that’s great for you guys. Don’t you have any more exams?”

“Just one more tomorrow morning, then we’re off! Please promise you won’t spend the entire break moping over your boyfriend being gone.”

You rolled your eyes. “That’s easy for you to say, your boyfriend is taking you to the mountains for Christmas. I’m going to my parents, and then coming back to this,” you said waving your hands at your messy room. “And no boyfriend.”

“Just try to have some fun. You haven’t been yourself lately. You need to relax and maybe get some sleep over break, ok?”

“I have to get back to studying, don’t you have to pack or something?”

“Merry Christmas (YN),” you roommate said with an irritated tone, shutting the door behind her.

You were going to turn your attention back to your pile of notes when all the stress of the end of the semester, and the holiday season hit you all at once and the sobs started wracking your body.

You let yourself cry for a few minutes before your phone rang. It was Patrick again. You sniffled and cleared your throat, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

“Hello?”

“What’s wrong?” Damn he was good.

“I’m just... really stressed about this history exam tomorrow. If I don’t do well, my GPA is gonna suffer,” you lied.

“I thought you were doing really well in history,” he replied, his voice sounding even more concerned. You had to hand it to him, he really was a great boyfriend. He paid so much attention to you and your life and was so in tune with you. “Come on (YN), what’s going on?”

“It’s just the holidays and stress, it’s all a lot,” you trailed off.

“I’m sorry baby. I wish I could be there right now.”

“No, it’s ok,” you reassured him. “I’ll be waiting at home for you when the tour is done.”

“I know this is hard, it won’t be too much longer,” he said with a sigh.

“Yea,” you replied quietly. “Don’t worry, I’m ok, I swear.”

“Try to get some rest, I’ll call you tomorrow night ok?”

“Sounds good, love you.”

“Love you too,” he said before hanging up.

You sighed and decided to just give up studying for the night and went to bed.

Over the new few days, you finished your finals, completed your Christmas shopping and wrapping, and managed to catch up with your laundry.

On Christmas Eve, you packed a bag, gathered your gifts and went back to your family home.

You did your best to have a good holiday, enjoying the delicious food and drinks with your family. The weight of finals was finally off your back as well, which did help your overall mood. But nothing could make up for Patrick not being there.

Christmas morning dawned foggy and cool, just like you liked, the grey matched your mood. You exchanged gifts with your family, had another delicious meal, and then you headed back to your apartment.

When you exited the stairwell on your floor, you rounded the corner and saw someone down the hall, near your door. You groaned internally, and averted your eyes as you were not looking to make small talk with any neighbors tonight. But then you looked up again and you realized who it was.

"Patrick!" You squealed as you dropped your bags and ran to him. You threw your arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight.

"Merry Christmas!" He said with a grin when you pulled back.

"Merry Christmas, I missed you so much!"

He placed his hands on your cheeks and pulled you to him, kissing you with every bit of pent up emotion from his weeks away.

"What are you doing back now? Don't you have more shows?" You asked when you separated.

"I couldn't wait to come home! I had been saving up my money for a while and borrowed a bit from the guys, but I knew this is where I needed to be tonight."

"Come on, let's get inside," you said unlocking the door and letting you both in. "Oh! And I can give you your present now! Tell me about everywhere you've been!"

Patrick just laughed and placed another kiss on your lips.

"I missed you so much," he said when he pulled back. "I'm just glad to hear you sound more like your old self again."

You blushed and slipped out of his grasp so you could grab his present. Patrick really did know you better than anyone else ever could. "I guess I was feeling really lonely for a while, but I didn't want you to feel bad about being gone!"

He sat down on the sofa and you plopped down next to him.

"(YN) you can tell me how you're feeling no matter what. Don't ever feel bad," he said looking you in the eyes. You nodded and handed him his present.

"I promise, now here, open. It isnt much, but..." you trailed off as he excitedly tore into the paper. He opened the box and pulled out the t-shirt you thought he'd love.

"Very cool! I'll wear it for our next show!" He said excitedly. "I'm sorry I couldn't afford a present this year," he said his cheeks turning pink.

"Are you kidding? You are the best present! I am so excited that you're here!" You replied throwing your arms around your boyfriend again.

"I love you so much (YN), I don't know how I got so lucky. One day, we're gonna go on a big tour and I'll take you along and we'll see the whole world together," he promised while holding you close.

"That sounds perfect," you replied resting your head on his shoulder. "Perfect just like tonight."

Masterlist

#patrick stump x reader #fluff #christmas #christmas story #merry christmas i missed you so much #fall out boy #patrick stump imagines #patrick stump fanfic #patrick stump fan fiction #patrick stump fan fic #fall out boy fan fiction #fall out boy fan fic #fall out boy fanfic

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Joe Trohman Masterlist

Unless mentioned otherwise, Reader is always written as gender neutral!

Emotional Turbulances

Wrong Chat

Genre: Crack Word Count: 1 390 Summary: Joe is away on tour so you often text, and accidentaly sent a picture that was ment to Joe to one of his bandmates.

Dance? Dance

Genre: Hurt / Comfort, Fluff AU: yes, High School AU Pairing: asshole!Patrick Stump x Reader (unrealistic, really), Joe Trohman x Reader (endgame) Word Count: 2 224 Summary: Patrick asks you to prom after having been rejected by his crush. But when she changes her mind, he drops you. Deciding to attend anyway, the evening is made better by your friend Joe who is there to cheer you up.

A Day With Joe

Genre: not really fluff, just... comfy family day? Pairing: none, Uncle!Joe, Dad!Pete, teenager!Reader Word Count: 1 354 Summary: Your uncle Joe takes you on a hiking trip

Staying Up

Genre: Fluff Pairing: Joe Trohman x fem!Reader Word Count: 1 449 Summary: The fans are worried after Joe looked very tired at an award show, so he clarifies things

Distanced (High School AU)

Genre: Angst / Fluff AU: yes, High School AU Word Count: 2 196 Summary: Since Joe started playing in this new band you two have grown distant, so you decide to surprise him by showing up at their first concert

Speech

Genre: Fluff Pairing: Joe Trohman x fem!reader Word Count: 1 020 Summary: The Reader accompanies her boyfriend Joe to an award show

Drabbles:

65&90: I have a secret

Genre: Fluff AU: yes, High School AU Word Count: 578 Prompt: “I have a secret.” & “Trust me” Summary: You and Joe are hanging out when he suddenly confesses to having kept a secret from you

#joe trohman x reader #joe trohman fluff #joe trohman #uncle!joe #joe trohman x reader fluff #patrick stump x joe trohman x reader #high school #high school au #love triangle #fanfiction #fanfic #cute #fluff #fluffy

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